LukeDeadwood
Sack of Potatoes
- Joined
- Sep 27, 2018
- Location
- USA
It had only been two weeks since the two of them had moved into the penthouse, and yet the giddiness Kaerius felt had yet to disappear. The choice of residence was completely unnecessary, far too flashy of a return even for them. Kae knew that. But it didn't stop him from practically begging his brother for the chance of moving somewhere nice after the time spent hunkered down in the middle of butt-fuck nowhere. 'Ask and you shall receive,' he thought as he ran through the grandiose penthouse like a child on Christmas morning. He went about going from being all but plastered to one of the large windows in the living room to hanging out on the balconies. At one point he'd asked Veeios "Hey, if I spat from this height, how much would it hurt if it hit somebody?" The response?
"That's disgusting."
Now, two weeks down the line, the ever so slightly younger of the two was sitting on the couch continuing to buzz. Though it was less about the house, and more about some...other things. There’d been a conversation the two of them had, just a couple days after the two had moved in. Kae had been concerned--as he always was, when it came to his brother. The two had their own problems, that much was a given, and considering the kind of work they were about to leap back into they were bound to get worse. So he’d suggested they get some help for the house. Make it easier for Vee, especially given his physical problem. Ease the stress that was bound to happen. Veeios promptly declined, going through his lecture of “it’s reckless” and “it’s too dangerous” and blah blah blah. Kae understood it. Honest.
He went ahead and sent out the ad looking for a live-in cleaner anyway. He knew the ropes. He knew to be discreet, even if that wasn’t his strong suit in person. He knew better than to go out face-to-face, so he used messages with the one who contacted him and kept them brief, answering the basic and important questions and such of course. It wasn’t his first rodeo. But it didn’t stop Kaerius from being anxious(not to mention Veeios was bound to give him lecture 2.0). He took more smoke breaks than he usually did, kept checking the time --it was currently a little past noon-- and wouldn’t stop shifting in his spot on the chair. He wasn’t being discreet about anything and it didn’t take his twin long at all to catch on that something was up.
Veeios was sitting on the couch that was perpendicular to the chair Kae was on, back facing the windows for the sake of avoiding his acrophobia. His legs were drawn up on the couch with a book on his lap, glasses adorning his face. He was dressed casually and without a stick up his ass--he didn’t have his arm in the sling! So he was in an extra good mood. But that was about to be derailed a tad bit. Kae knew that much even before Vee removed his glasses to set them on the table, looking at him with a sigh. “What did you do?”
Kaerius grinned despite himself. “You remember that conversation we had not too long ago?” Vee nodded. “Yeah, I might’ve gone through with it anyway. The person’s s’posed to be coming over today. Pretty soon, actually.”
Vee’s eyebrows went up. “Come again?” The shock was understandable.
"That's disgusting."
Now, two weeks down the line, the ever so slightly younger of the two was sitting on the couch continuing to buzz. Though it was less about the house, and more about some...other things. There’d been a conversation the two of them had, just a couple days after the two had moved in. Kae had been concerned--as he always was, when it came to his brother. The two had their own problems, that much was a given, and considering the kind of work they were about to leap back into they were bound to get worse. So he’d suggested they get some help for the house. Make it easier for Vee, especially given his physical problem. Ease the stress that was bound to happen. Veeios promptly declined, going through his lecture of “it’s reckless” and “it’s too dangerous” and blah blah blah. Kae understood it. Honest.
He went ahead and sent out the ad looking for a live-in cleaner anyway. He knew the ropes. He knew to be discreet, even if that wasn’t his strong suit in person. He knew better than to go out face-to-face, so he used messages with the one who contacted him and kept them brief, answering the basic and important questions and such of course. It wasn’t his first rodeo. But it didn’t stop Kaerius from being anxious(not to mention Veeios was bound to give him lecture 2.0). He took more smoke breaks than he usually did, kept checking the time --it was currently a little past noon-- and wouldn’t stop shifting in his spot on the chair. He wasn’t being discreet about anything and it didn’t take his twin long at all to catch on that something was up.
Veeios was sitting on the couch that was perpendicular to the chair Kae was on, back facing the windows for the sake of avoiding his acrophobia. His legs were drawn up on the couch with a book on his lap, glasses adorning his face. He was dressed casually and without a stick up his ass--he didn’t have his arm in the sling! So he was in an extra good mood. But that was about to be derailed a tad bit. Kae knew that much even before Vee removed his glasses to set them on the table, looking at him with a sigh. “What did you do?”
Kaerius grinned despite himself. “You remember that conversation we had not too long ago?” Vee nodded. “Yeah, I might’ve gone through with it anyway. The person’s s’posed to be coming over today. Pretty soon, actually.”
Vee’s eyebrows went up. “Come again?” The shock was understandable.
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