11th Letter; video

[hisdiscretion]

[There's a sort of yanking motion as the NV turns on and starts recording. It's a bedroom, neatly kept and elegant, with a big, comfy bed, rumpled with a rather familiar dark-haired, noticeably unclothed and dozing. The voice (and the slight glow originating from behind the NV) is recognizable as Franz d'Epinay's. Cultured, precise, and more than

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[Video]

[beenwaitinglong]

[smug.jpg]

A gentleman never kiss and tells, Mr. d'Epinay.

[hisdiscretion]

[Franz still hasn't put a shirt on, but he replies, sprawled on the bed.]

Maybe I'm sick of being a gentleman.

[video l-lol]

[hairdecs]

Wow! You must've kissed him a whole lot!

[hisdiscretion]

I sure did. I kissed him a lot. And did other things. [grin]

[hairdecs]

Ah!

Like held hands?

[hisdiscretion]

[Just. Staring.]

More than that. He's my boyfriend.

[kingofrooks]

[ SO MUCH APPLAUSE HERE, FRANZ. ]

[hisdiscretion]

Thank you, thank you! [laughing]

[kingofrooks]

Any chance of an encore?

[hisdiscretion]

[He does have shame enough to blush a little at that, laughing into his hand.]

Probably not. Daedalus is taking this pretty hard. I've probably ruined his entire career by posting this.

[Action] /after a couple of these threads

[gaveherwings]

[After the first two minutes of responses, Daedalus plucks up his own NV with a grumpily disgusted glare thrown to Franz, which might be mistaken for a mortified sulk, and steals his outed boyfriend's bathrobe to go slink off to the livingroom, where he takes care of a serious conversation with Nana, and glowering, monitors all of Franz's cheeky replies from the next room over.

He's going to stay out there, a little bit disgusted and trying not to panic for his reputation, until he's joined.]

[hisdiscretion]

[Franz does saunter in there later to put his arms around Daedalus.]

You're sulking.

[gaveherwings]

[Daedalus gently pushes his arms away, leaning forward with his head in his hands.]

You're an idiot, and I can't believe you actually just did that. That was completely out-of-line and unnecessary. My patients, my coworkers, don't need to see me half-naked!

[hisdiscretion]

You're out of line and unnecessary! [Very mature. Franz shoves off the back of the couch, crossing his arms over his chest.] Most people like to talk about the time they spend with their romantic partners at work, you know. But I can't talk because Raul is my boss and you can't because you're an uptight stick-in-the-mud. If I didn't make a post like this eventually we could get married someday and people would still think you were after Re-l.

[showbizpanache]

[GIGGLING.]

[hisdiscretion]

[little wave] Hello Kurt! I believe you know Daedalus... [glancing] Oh, I think he's pissed with me after all that.

[showbizpanache]

Oh honestly, what a prude. [Yes, Kurt just said that. Kurt. Just said that.]

[hisdiscretion]

[The hypocrisy of that does make Franz raise an eyebrow.] He's still less of one than you for the most part. I'm sure you'd have squealed like a girl if Blaine did that to you.

I just wanted people to see what we have. I didn't want to keep it some quiet thing.