R/D thread

[romeo_remy]

Easter 2009, the last one before Danny leaves school. Remy has already finished. London, outside some prestigious and suitably upmarket estate agents, Chelsea.

Remy was fidgety as anything as he waited outside the estate agents, folding and unfolding his arms, tapping his foot, glancing about from left to right as he waited for Danny. He'd not

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[christianish]

A familiar mop of black hair, unfortunately, wasn't to be seen. After Christmas Danny had put his hair back to its original deep red, with not a trace of the black dye to be seen. It helped him not look so dead and brightened his brown eyes a bit. He was pretty inconspicuous in his straight jeans, slouchy jumper and not a bag on him. Striding up to Remy, the light red of his 5 o'clock shadow was apparent -- Danny looked quite masculine, particularly by his standards!

He smiled and slid an arm around Remy's shoulders, nothing but a sweet little embrace. "Hey babe. Waiting long?"

[romeo_remy]

Remy's face had lit up within half a second of recognising Danny heading towards him, and as the boy wrapped an arm around him, Remy twisted slightly and touched a light, affectionate kiss to his boyfriends cheek. He remembered perfectly well how much Danny loathed public displays of affection, so he kept it small and simple, and his hand came down to squeeze Dannys fingers in greeting.

"Nah." He lied casually, brushing aside the wait of almost fifteen minutes as though it had been barely fifteen seconds. "Just got here. Ready to see what they've got for us?"

His heart was pounding in his chest, butterflies in his stomach at the sight of Dannys smiling, bristled face. Everytime they touched, electricity still sparked between them even after three years, and Remy utterly adored it.

[christianish]

"Yeah," Danny subconciously rubbed his chin. "I woke up late, forgot to shave -- such a mess, but I was just enjoying sleeping, so..." he shrugged. "I can't believe I'm looking for a classy place while dressed like this! I'm atrocious." He wasn't, of course, even his speech and posture told an onlooker that he was Quite Well Bred.

Ridiculous, of course. The two of them went inside to meet the agents and check their options. Danny had something very specific in mind. A flat wouldn't do -- it had to be the flat.

[romeo_remy]

Of course it had to be the flat - neither of them would settle for any less. They'd been out flat inspecting a couple of times before, and Remy had seen one or two by himself whilst he was working, but nothing had perked up their attention.

"In addition, there is one property," The agent was saying, "Which has just come on the market. Two bedrooms, a modern development in Soho." He was showing them the information, and Remy raised an eyebrow, interest suddenly peaked. "I like the look of this one." He murmured to Danny, fingers running lightly across the typed words. "I mean, the Kensington one looks cool, but so does this one."
He glanced at the agent. "When can we get a viewing?"
"My colleague is showing a couple around in about an hour." The estate agent shrugged, having no reason to disbelieve their story that they were school friends - they both were quite sure that it was easier to just say that than to say they were lovers.

Remy looked to Danny, quirking an eyebrow. "Interested?"

[katherynne]

"I want to spend time with you too," Danny said. "But I want to talk to you. I want to have long conversations about random things and let the sunshine make more freckles on my face because we're out too long. I want us to connect the way you barely ever seem interested in."

A-ha.

So that was what was bothering him. Danny felt disconnected to his beloved Lion, and he hated it.

[romeo_remy]

"Interested in?" Remy looked, and sounded, confused. "Of course I want us to connect, baby. I can't believe you think I don't."

And he did! It was just that, generally, Remy's idea of connection was far more physical, and Danny's ideas of connection tended to be more along the 'hours spent talking over tea' route. Somehow they managed to strike a fairly even balance, Remy giving in to having his soul explored by the quiet Ravenclaw, and Danny sharing his considerable sexual talents with the eager young Gryffindor. However, having been apart for so long, neither had been a viable option, and Remy knew that Danny probably missed him on far deeper terms than Remy had yet explored.

"We'll make lemonade." He promised, "And lie in the garden, and talk until it's only the stars to hear us." And then, hopefully, Remy could at least coax him into sharing the shower. A boy had needs, after all.

[katherynne]

"No, it's not that you don't want us to connect, it's just..." Danny was becoming frustrated. "You always want to touch me or hold me or something and sometimes I just want to talk to you! You know?" He just wanted to be listened to, and to listen. He didn't really have friends, not at school, and without Remy it felt as if no one ever gave him the time of day. "I'm lonely."

"We'll make lemonade." He promised, "And lie in the garden, and talk until it's only the stars to hear us." And then, hopefully, Remy could at least coax him into sharing the shower. A boy had needs, after all.

Danny nodded. "And then I'll go home once it's dark, and do all my homework like I need to. It'll be a good day." They exited the park and ask they did so, Danny dropped Remy's hand. Too many people.

[romeo_remy]

Remy's mouth opened and closed, just like a goldfish, as Danny released his hand, and automatically he tried to reach back for it, but they were getting shoved past by crowds now as they approached Soho, and it was impossible.

"I just...I like holding you..." He offered hopelessly, but the point was well gone now. Danny did not understand Remy's need to feel him, to absorb the heat from him into his own skin, to bury his nose in the curve of neck and shoulder and breath in that musky, heady cologne Danny always wore. Danny didn't understand how Remy's love for him burned brightest when they touched, when they kissed, when they felt. He understood it when they talked. Remy understood it when they touched. It was such a small difference - but it meant everything.

"A church." Remy mused, as they wandered around Soho Square, the afternoon busy with people getting lunch, going to sit in the pretty little park and enjoy the spring. "Look Dan, a Catholic church for you. That's a good sign, isn't it?"

[christianish]

"If you insist." Remy stretched, pulling off his own jumper and t-shirt so that he was handsomely bare-chested, that golden brown tan more obvious now that his whole torso was on display.

He came to the bed and tumbled down into it, curling around Danny with the familiarity and practice of three years. His arm came down, tugging up the duvet, up and over them so that they were curled warmly up underneath it. "Better now?"

Danny felt so pale next to Remy. "I'm white," he whined, "and freckly. Ugh." The scars stood out vividly from pale skin, although no new marks were visible on the chest. That was a good sign. And then, in a softer voice, "I missed you, baby. Sleeping isn't the same, alone." Even Draven had graduated before Danny, leaving the young man completely friendless during his final years at Hogwarts.

[romeo_remy]

"I missed you too. More than you can possibly imagine." Remy snuggled closer to Danny, wrapping him up warmly, completely in strong arms so that there was not an inch of them that was not touching. "But you're here now. That's all that matters."

He smiled sweetly, leaning over to press a soft, searching kiss to Dannys mouth. "If you're tired...and in my bed...does that mean maybe you'll stay the night?"

He sounded so hopeful about that, really he did. Remy wanted to sleep with Danny, to wake up with Danny, to talk with, and make breakfast with, and spend the whole entire day with Danny. He did so hope that the younger boy wouldn't be so eager to leave him behind tonight.

[katherynne]

Danny returned the kiss, though his was shaded with exhaustion and not as searching as Remy's had started out to be. "I don't know, honey... I really do have homework..." but he was curling up close to his boyfriend, snuggling under covers and removing his jeans as if he were staying. Actions spoke louder than words sometimes, it seemed. The redhead tucked his face into Remy's neck, hands roaming down the Gryffindor's chest and back.

"You're so warm." And beautiful. And warm. "I just want to touch you. Is that okay? Just... for a minute." He wanted to be reminded of how solid and real their relationship was. Just for a little bit.

[romeo_remy]

"I'd love that." Remy murmured, and his eyes closed as he relaxed back against the pillows, just enjoying the feel of his boyfriend running soft hands over his body. He'd missed this, just little moments like this, and he was perfectly happy to let Danny do whatever he wished, just for the fact that Danny was there to do whatever he wished.

His own hands were stroking smoothly over the Ravenclaws back and shoulders, fingers travelling over dips of muscle, tracing familiar scarring and bumps of freckles or moles he knew so well.

"So glad you're here." He murmured, and tilted his head towards where Dannys lay against him, dropping a kiss into curling red hair. "I really am."