tucky | IC contact for lastvoyages

...M'a jealous person, Tiff. I dunno. I don't like seeing you around other men. Especially ones who look as good as he does.

Well, most of my friends here are guys, and I don't think that's changing anytime soon.

[Her tone isn't harsh or angry, but it is matter-of-fact; she doesn't plan on avoiding guys, and she wants to make that very clear.]

But I ain't going around flirting with them either; not really. I don't really like anyone else in that way right now.

If you did, would you tell me?

Yeah. I wouldn't string you on or nothing.

But we aren't... actually dating, are we? You and me? When I said that before I wasn't trying to make things complicated, I was confused.

Fuckin' hell, Tiff, I don't know. It's not like I'm much in the habit of dating women.

Well. I meant it when I said I like how things are now, but I also meant it when I said I would not say no to more. That ain't complication, that's just fact.

[She slides down the wall until she's sitting on the floor, then leans over to lightly nudge him in the knee with her elbow.]

You're the most confusing guy I ever knew.

[Mason peers down curiously at Tiffany on the floor, his brow creasing]

I don't mean to be. I'm jus' not in the habit of acting like a living sort of person.

I know you don't.

... But look, you like flirting with girls, right? A lot more than I like flirting with guys. And you probably don't want to stop doing that, do you?

...No, but I don' flirt with them much anymore. Not since I met you.

Well, I don't flirt with guys so much anymore, either.

[She reaches for his arm, lightly tugging.]

C'mere, I wanna tell you something.

[Mason blinks, but allows Tiffany to pull him closer, falling to the floor next to her]

What?

[She touches two fingers to his cheek to turn his head in her direction, then leans in to kiss him, soft and gentle and sweet. After a short time she draws back just barely, her nose bumping against his.]

I do not want to kiss anyone else like that.

So calm the fuck down, okay?

[Mason hesitates, before giving a goofy smile, wrapping his arm around Tiffany]

...Sorry. I know, I oughtn't be jealous.

Mm, yeah. Probably not.

[She leans into him.]

But it means you like me, right?

[He grins, and wraps both arms around her now]

Means I like you quite a lot.

[Hallway snuggles are truly the classiest of Barge activities.]

Me, too.

[Yep, he's totally cool with lying in the hall letting people stumble on and trip over them. Just a random hazard]

...Did you want to be more?

[Now it's her turn to hesitate.]

I mean... it's the same as what I said before. Yeah, I do, but that don't mean I am unhappy with how we have things now.

I don't want to push. Problem is, this is the furthest along I've ever been with a girl. Most want nothing to do with me after they realize how little I've got. The accent reels them in, yes, but after that...I mean, have you seen the hovel I live in? Girls don't like squatters.

Mason.

[She smiles, and nudges him with her elbow again.]

You ain't pushing at all. You are the opposite of pushing. You are unpushy. ... I have been worrying that I'm pushing.

And your room ain't that bad. It don't look so different from the rooms of most guys I knew back home.

Here, watch it, yes? Your elbows are sharp, Tiff. Call that pushing.

How many guys you knew back home?

[She chuckles at the first comment, but answers the question seriously.]

Tons. I got brothers, guy friends, had boyfriends. I was poor too, you know. I never lived in nice places, or hung around people who did. But you got a lot going for you; it ain't just about what your room looks like. It's other people's loss if they don't see that.

Sleeping with someone's really the furthest you've gone, though? You never had girlfriends or anything? ... You weren't a virgin, were you?

Yeah? What else've I got going for me?

Bloody hell, no. I was a 60s child, wasn't I? No, I mean, I've not had long-term relationships before.

I've had a couple. Before I went to prison I dated this guy for almost a year - but we mostly just did drugs together.

Mason, you're sweet and you're handsome and you're romantic and you're kind. You ain't perfect and there are things about you that drive me crazy sometimes, but there's a lot, lot more that is amazing about you. You got a big heart and a beautiful soul. I know you don't think much of yourself sometimes, but I do. I really do.

That sounds like my sort of relationship.

[He gives a bit of a grin, blushing hard]

You're kind to say, Tiff. You mean all that? Really?

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