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I didn't say I wouldn't sing it for you, I'd just simply have to be at a similar level of inebriation.
I don't think the ambassador would find us nearly so endearing as last time if we were to do that, by the way. Or rather - I attempt this, and you graciously allow me to support myself on one of the ridiculously sculpted pillars you call arms.
[a little bit of a delay between messages, because he's thinking about it. mostly he's thinking about what he can say that isn't sex related.]
Show me one of yours and I'll show you mine? I would wager your list is longer, however.
I don't think the ambassador would find us nearly so endearing as last time if we were to do that, by the way. Or rather - I attempt this, and you graciously allow me to support myself on one of the ridiculously sculpted pillars you call arms.
[a little bit of a delay between messages, because he's thinking about it. mostly he's thinking about what he can say that isn't sex related.]
Show me one of yours and I'll show you mine? I would wager your list is longer, however.
Edited 2021-09-10 04:52 (UTC)
[that part is all too easy to let his imagination run wild with, though he has to give credit where credit is due for picking up on the fact that sometimes helmut zemo is a little risqué at best and downright obscene at worst. so he's a little bit of a partier, and he's definitely very invested in the people he dates - to the degree in which he's no stranger to some eyeroll-worthy public displays of affection. "get a room" was a routine phrase uttered by his friends when he was still with john or latching onto someone who'd caught his eye at the glittering clubs across europe and new york. maybe the biggest secret is that despite his generous affections and affinity for the physical - he far prefers being in committed relationships for the sheer consistency in which he can obtain both. the reality is: if he was single (like he is now) and he'd bumped into steve on a hazy night at 1oak or the standard? there's no question he'd have tried to shoot his shot - and taken the presumed subsequent rejection gracefully.
steve's gaze drops noticeably and it's difficult not to feel flattered even if he's convinced it's all part of building on their act - but at least it lets him know that turnabout is fair play. something he takes advantage of near immediately, his own gaze dropping to the pretty pink of full lips curving into something that oozes the enticement of trouble. the idea of this walking demigod having anything to be insecure about would be utterly laughable - impossible to even fathom.
but there's also something admirably down to earth about him - a sheepishness in the way he laughs and glances down occasionally that reminds zemo that he is, despite first impressions, still just a regular man. an exceptionally good-looking, immeasurably charming one, but still a man. he wonders what sorts of things would make steve weak in the knees. does he have a type? surely no one he accepts company with to pay the bills could come close. not that zemo thinks he's low caliber or undesirable, but he'd be willing to bet he isn't exactly steve's usual.
he tips his chin up, perching it on a curled first and takes a minute to consider what he's said - from brunch to the bathroom to the idea of kissing him at his leisure. there's a lazy smirk tugged at one side of his mouth, brushing along his fingers as he drawls out teasingly:]
As if I'd ever have someone else on my mind while I was with you. I may be a purveyor of fine art, but believe me - Michelangelo wouldn't inspire the unspeakable things we'd get up to.
[he pauses to take a bite of his pain au chocolat, letting out a low hum of approval and licking at a few errant bread flakes sticking to the corner of his mouth before swallowing.]
I think we'll certainly set a few tongues wagging. Half of Sokovia will know I'm off the market by the time your suit is finished and we even set foot at the gala. And don't worry - my reputation precedes itself in the kissing department as well. Everyone will assume we've packed on the PDA and do the work for us.
[he nods, moreso to himself as insinuation steve won't have to worry about anything physical, anyway.]
steve's gaze drops noticeably and it's difficult not to feel flattered even if he's convinced it's all part of building on their act - but at least it lets him know that turnabout is fair play. something he takes advantage of near immediately, his own gaze dropping to the pretty pink of full lips curving into something that oozes the enticement of trouble. the idea of this walking demigod having anything to be insecure about would be utterly laughable - impossible to even fathom.
but there's also something admirably down to earth about him - a sheepishness in the way he laughs and glances down occasionally that reminds zemo that he is, despite first impressions, still just a regular man. an exceptionally good-looking, immeasurably charming one, but still a man. he wonders what sorts of things would make steve weak in the knees. does he have a type? surely no one he accepts company with to pay the bills could come close. not that zemo thinks he's low caliber or undesirable, but he'd be willing to bet he isn't exactly steve's usual.
he tips his chin up, perching it on a curled first and takes a minute to consider what he's said - from brunch to the bathroom to the idea of kissing him at his leisure. there's a lazy smirk tugged at one side of his mouth, brushing along his fingers as he drawls out teasingly:]
As if I'd ever have someone else on my mind while I was with you. I may be a purveyor of fine art, but believe me - Michelangelo wouldn't inspire the unspeakable things we'd get up to.
[he pauses to take a bite of his pain au chocolat, letting out a low hum of approval and licking at a few errant bread flakes sticking to the corner of his mouth before swallowing.]
I think we'll certainly set a few tongues wagging. Half of Sokovia will know I'm off the market by the time your suit is finished and we even set foot at the gala. And don't worry - my reputation precedes itself in the kissing department as well. Everyone will assume we've packed on the PDA and do the work for us.
[he nods, moreso to himself as insinuation steve won't have to worry about anything physical, anyway.]
Don't worry, I'd sweep you off your feet before I'd let you fall in front of the grand sokovian ambassadors. We might even make the papers.
[ Who still reads the physical newspaper sometimes? This guy. ]
One of my hidden talents? I think I asked you first, didn't I? 😉
Nice try, handsome.
[ Who still reads the physical newspaper sometimes? This guy. ]
One of my hidden talents? I think I asked you first, didn't I? 😉
Nice try, handsome.
Page Six has seen worse from me, but I am getting to an age where it's considered less endearing. You, on the other hand, would become a national obsession - I'm certain.
[zemo almost makes a comment that steve is sounding like an old man, but he's much too distracted by a) the winky face, and b) that he's been called handsome. unprompted, though he's overthinking it surely. steve is just being polite.]
Yes well - I didn't say no, I just wanted insurance it would be mutual. A little game, if you will.
But fine - because I'm finding I cannot entirely resist your brand of handsome: I have talented fingers. My parents insisted I learn piano when I turned five, and I am not so shabby now - depending on how you feel about Rachmaninoff.
[zemo almost makes a comment that steve is sounding like an old man, but he's much too distracted by a) the winky face, and b) that he's been called handsome. unprompted, though he's overthinking it surely. steve is just being polite.]
Yes well - I didn't say no, I just wanted insurance it would be mutual. A little game, if you will.
But fine - because I'm finding I cannot entirely resist your brand of handsome: I have talented fingers. My parents insisted I learn piano when I turned five, and I am not so shabby now - depending on how you feel about Rachmaninoff.
I don’t mind a game. It’s a nice change of pace to my usual boring Friday night.
But talented fingers? Well, well. Lucky for you I enjoy Rachmaninoff, and I’m sure many other things your talented fingers can play. I grew up with classical music on the radio in the mornings.
My turn. Would you be surprised if I told you I have talented fingers, too?
But talented fingers? Well, well. Lucky for you I enjoy Rachmaninoff, and I’m sure many other things your talented fingers can play. I grew up with classical music on the radio in the mornings.
My turn. Would you be surprised if I told you I have talented fingers, too?
You? Boring? I find that hard to believe.
Your family had excellent taste - which isn't surprising seeing the man you've grown up to be.
[he shouldn't say anything - and he types it out and deletes it before confidently retyping and pressing send before he can second guess it again.]
Just you wait. The next time I'm invited to an event with an unoccupied piano, I'll be forced to take a seat. Then again, if you took house calls...I suppose that would be the quicker way of proving my prowess. Suppose you'll just have to trust me.
[there is another long pause as he takes a minute to unpack that loaded statement. ultimately he settles on something diplomatic.]
Not in the slightest. What - or who - is your preferred instrument of choice?
Your family had excellent taste - which isn't surprising seeing the man you've grown up to be.
[he shouldn't say anything - and he types it out and deletes it before confidently retyping and pressing send before he can second guess it again.]
Just you wait. The next time I'm invited to an event with an unoccupied piano, I'll be forced to take a seat. Then again, if you took house calls...I suppose that would be the quicker way of proving my prowess. Suppose you'll just have to trust me.
[there is another long pause as he takes a minute to unpack that loaded statement. ultimately he settles on something diplomatic.]
Not in the slightest. What - or who - is your preferred instrument of choice?
Well I’ll make sure to tell everyone at the next event all about your talented fingers and their many achievements. But it sounds like you’re inviting me to a home made lunch. I’d have to request something from Schubert in that case. He’s more romantic than Rachmaninoff.
[ Steve takes in the pause, knowing that suggesting a house call is bold on both their parts. But eventually, he responds with an image first: a wispy, black and white drawing of a woman smoking in Central Park. It’s a fast, haphazard drawing. ]
I know well who, but that’s going to be saved for a classical music luncheon Ive been invited to. 😇
Until then, it’s a pencil. Doesn’t sound nearly as good as a piano.
[ Steve takes in the pause, knowing that suggesting a house call is bold on both their parts. But eventually, he responds with an image first: a wispy, black and white drawing of a woman smoking in Central Park. It’s a fast, haphazard drawing. ]
I know well who, but that’s going to be saved for a classical music luncheon Ive been invited to. 😇
Until then, it’s a pencil. Doesn’t sound nearly as good as a piano.
[it's moments like these he wonders what it would be like if this was real. and it's also moments like this that it feels a little real too - unprompted, and by all accounts seemingly genuine. but it's hard not to wonder if steve is just simply that good - and zemo constantly stamps down on the thought that maybe this is special. no one is ever "the only one", and that's through no fault of steve's own.]
A firsthand experience would give you far more convincing material to work with. And that would also give you an opportunity to know my second hidden talent: I'm an outstanding cook and host. Nothing catered, all by my own hand. I downright spoil my guests.
A little Ständchen in your honor, then. Shall I light a few candles too?
[it's a good thing steve can't see the flush in his cheeks at that insinuation. but a few moments later he's rendered speechless by something else - the frankly stunning artwork that's been shared with him.]
Steve...this is breathtakingly good. You're incredibly talented - how long have you been doing this?
A firsthand experience would give you far more convincing material to work with. And that would also give you an opportunity to know my second hidden talent: I'm an outstanding cook and host. Nothing catered, all by my own hand. I downright spoil my guests.
A little Ständchen in your honor, then. Shall I light a few candles too?
[it's a good thing steve can't see the flush in his cheeks at that insinuation. but a few moments later he's rendered speechless by something else - the frankly stunning artwork that's been shared with him.]
Steve...this is breathtakingly good. You're incredibly talented - how long have you been doing this?
[ Talking to men and women like this comes easy, but there's something about Helmut Zemo that feels different, even though he knows it isn't. Their first date, the spontaneous kiss to quell the man's nerves, had his head swimming just a little, until the end of the evening ended on a handshake and a transfer of funds.
It's easy to get wrapped up in the fantasy, in the safety, of a man like Zemo, and he wonders too what it might be like had they met like anyone else does. If this had been real from the start. ]
Dinner and a performance. Tell me when and I'll show up in my Sunday best. Ständchen is a beautiful pick, by the way. Color me impressed.
[ A mournful, haunting piece with a longing lilt. He says nothing about his adoration of the music, instead finds himself blushing on the other end of the phone. ]
It's just an old sketch, nothing special. It's a hobby, used to doodle on my down time, but that's few and far between. There's much better out there in the world.
It's easy to get wrapped up in the fantasy, in the safety, of a man like Zemo, and he wonders too what it might be like had they met like anyone else does. If this had been real from the start. ]
Dinner and a performance. Tell me when and I'll show up in my Sunday best. Ständchen is a beautiful pick, by the way. Color me impressed.
[ A mournful, haunting piece with a longing lilt. He says nothing about his adoration of the music, instead finds himself blushing on the other end of the phone. ]
It's just an old sketch, nothing special. It's a hobby, used to doodle on my down time, but that's few and far between. There's much better out there in the world.
oi nohy
there is so much talk about this gala
zemo this and zemo that with his pretty toy
i am offended i must hear about this second hand!
i thought we were friends little nohy
even my sestra says our aunties back home cannot stop squabbling
you must make me dinner so i can meet him and make them very jealous áno?
[ If his Little Legs (a delightfully mean tease from one of their wilder nights out together) doesn't answer quickly enough, he'd best be wary: Pietro might even show up at his door. ]
there is so much talk about this gala
zemo this and zemo that with his pretty toy
i am offended i must hear about this second hand!
i thought we were friends little nohy
even my sestra says our aunties back home cannot stop squabbling
you must make me dinner so i can meet him and make them very jealous áno?
[ If his Little Legs (a delightfully mean tease from one of their wilder nights out together) doesn't answer quickly enough, he'd best be wary: Pietro might even show up at his door. ]
Ah bleskový, you know how it is in the honeymoon phase. One mention of a new man in my life and half of Sokovia is asking for a wedding date and an invitation. I wanted to make sure with this one. Especially after - well, you know - špiceľ.
[that was maybe the kindest name they'd come up with for he-who-won't-be-spoken (john) post-breakup. zemo should have known better thinking he'd keep steve a secret from his closest friends and even his family by now. they've been to enough dates together at this point to set the great machine chattering - he just doesn't know how to let down the illusion now. and maybe he doesn't quite want to just yet either.]
You and little šarlátová will try and eat him alive. You especially. He's no boy scout, but I'm not ready to throw him to the wolves just yet. This one is...different.
But to make it up to you we will go out and we will drink ourselves blind - my treat of course. Dobre?
[that was maybe the kindest name they'd come up with for he-who-won't-be-spoken (john) post-breakup. zemo should have known better thinking he'd keep steve a secret from his closest friends and even his family by now. they've been to enough dates together at this point to set the great machine chattering - he just doesn't know how to let down the illusion now. and maybe he doesn't quite want to just yet either.]
You and little šarlátová will try and eat him alive. You especially. He's no boy scout, but I'm not ready to throw him to the wolves just yet. This one is...different.
But to make it up to you we will go out and we will drink ourselves blind - my treat of course. Dobre?
[the kiss. yes that kiss weighed heavily on zemo's mind long after they'd parted ways that evening. it had been stupidly good, easy to get lost in and easier still to fantasize the forbidden. it was all just pretend, even if it felt real and better than any of the ones he'd had in recent history - john included.]
And how can I pass up the opportunity to see that again? I never waste a good view.
As it happens, we need to discuss a not-so little matter that's come to my attention - what do you say we skip coffee and you come over to chat this time?
[leave it to steve to downplay his accomplishments. zemo's fingers fly across the keys, wishing he was here right now to see the incredulous lift of his brows.]
I've seen the things you would consider "better" - in nearly every corner of the globe, as a matter of fact. So, you know when I say with full confidence: you are wrong, Steve. This is exceptional.
...Maybe I play for you, I feed you, and you show me some more of these, hm?
And how can I pass up the opportunity to see that again? I never waste a good view.
As it happens, we need to discuss a not-so little matter that's come to my attention - what do you say we skip coffee and you come over to chat this time?
[leave it to steve to downplay his accomplishments. zemo's fingers fly across the keys, wishing he was here right now to see the incredulous lift of his brows.]
I've seen the things you would consider "better" - in nearly every corner of the globe, as a matter of fact. So, you know when I say with full confidence: you are wrong, Steve. This is exceptional.
...Maybe I play for you, I feed you, and you show me some more of these, hm?
Edited 2021-09-14 05:11 (UTC)
if there is to be talks of weddings then i must be your best man
is that what they call it here? americans are so gauche but so funny.
i would pretend to be offended that you think šarlátová will be nicer than me
but you are right
you know how i am with very pretty things
and they do say he is very very pretty
you must send me a photo
i am disappointed you did not find a second wherever you found him
if we cannot share then you should have at least found one for me too nohy
i will forgive you this once if all the drinks are on your tab
is that what they call it here? americans are so gauche but so funny.
i would pretend to be offended that you think šarlátová will be nicer than me
but you are right
you know how i am with very pretty things
and they do say he is very very pretty
you must send me a photo
i am disappointed you did not find a second wherever you found him
if we cannot share then you should have at least found one for me too nohy
i will forgive you this once if all the drinks are on your tab
That’s very kind of you, but I think I could enjoy the view a little myself. Consider it a date, then. You might want to be specific on the date itself or I just might show up at your doorstep singing the Sokovian anthem. 😉
[ He pauses at the compliment, feeling his face fill
with heat. Once upon a time he might have relished those words, but he’s not even sure what compelled him to share his artwork. It’s a dream that’s long been lost, and yet he’d dug up a recent sketch for this man who often pays for his company. A man who draws him in, who he wants to see again, for some odd reason. ]
Maybe. I’ve got other hidden talents you might be more interested in than bad cartoon drawings. But I think a little music and some dinner might not be a bad start.
[ He pauses at the compliment, feeling his face fill
with heat. Once upon a time he might have relished those words, but he’s not even sure what compelled him to share his artwork. It’s a dream that’s long been lost, and yet he’d dug up a recent sketch for this man who often pays for his company. A man who draws him in, who he wants to see again, for some odd reason. ]
Maybe. I’ve got other hidden talents you might be more interested in than bad cartoon drawings. But I think a little music and some dinner might not be a bad start.
While I would be genuinely thrilled to hear this rendition of yours tonight - I'm afraid I am on my way out. That, and I can hardly prepare the feast we both deserve on short notice.
I will be at LAVO thinking of this date of ours. What do you say Sunday evening?
[do u see what he did there?? maybe he wanted steve to know where he'd be tonight. just in case. stranger things have happened.]
Who says I cannot be interested in both? Besides - I gave you more than one talent. Let me see another, pretty please?
I will be at LAVO thinking of this date of ours. What do you say Sunday evening?
[do u see what he did there?? maybe he wanted steve to know where he'd be tonight. just in case. stranger things have happened.]
Who says I cannot be interested in both? Besides - I gave you more than one talent. Let me see another, pretty please?
Edited 2021-09-17 03:45 (UTC)
Oh prosím, môj priateľ - you think you need to tell me this? If there is to be a wedding you will be the first person I tell. Prisahám.
So maybe this is another reason I keep him a secret...he's very pretty. Actually, if I am honest, he's straight out of a magazine. Or better yet - like the fashion shows your Teta used to take us to before we got our own invitations.
But because our love runs so deep, I will send you this.
[a selfie of him and steve - taken at the gala. it looks utterly convincing in its authenticity - a flash of colgate white teeth and perfection from steve and zemo with just the right amount of champagne to color his cheeks and slant his pleased smirk. he's not looking at the camera, and it should be embarrassing how dazed he looks even here just staring at the other man. it would make the perfect wallpaper, if this were real. and it isn't as if he doesn't feel the slightest bit guilty lying to his best friend.]
Just between us for now, okay?
And yes, yes, you know you don't need to ask. We will find you your own, I promise.
So maybe this is another reason I keep him a secret...he's very pretty. Actually, if I am honest, he's straight out of a magazine. Or better yet - like the fashion shows your Teta used to take us to before we got our own invitations.
But because our love runs so deep, I will send you this.
[a selfie of him and steve - taken at the gala. it looks utterly convincing in its authenticity - a flash of colgate white teeth and perfection from steve and zemo with just the right amount of champagne to color his cheeks and slant his pleased smirk. he's not looking at the camera, and it should be embarrassing how dazed he looks even here just staring at the other man. it would make the perfect wallpaper, if this were real. and it isn't as if he doesn't feel the slightest bit guilty lying to his best friend.]
Just between us for now, okay?
And yes, yes, you know you don't need to ask. We will find you your own, I promise.
oh now i see very much why you have hidden him away
the whole world will want that picture for their walls, nie?
i have seen him in those pretty paintings at the boring museums
it is not fair that he did not have a pretty friend
you are so very selfish nohy
i bet he is better in bed than ugly špiceľ
your face is very pretty next to his miláčik
i will disappear to my flat with jealousy and send malá šarlátová to avenge me
the whole world will want that picture for their walls, nie?
i have seen him in those pretty paintings at the boring museums
it is not fair that he did not have a pretty friend
you are so very selfish nohy
i bet he is better in bed than ugly špiceľ
your face is very pretty next to his miláčik
i will disappear to my flat with jealousy and send malá šarlátová to avenge me
You're absolutely right. It would be very rude of me to impose, but Sunday evening works.
And there are better things to think about at LAVO than our date. The music is good there, the food is delicious, but the wine is the best of all.
[ He has nothing to do this evening, and he can't help but be drawn to the idea of stumbling into the man there by happenstance. It's not what he's supposed to do in this industry, but he likes this man's attention, he likes the ease of it all. Most clients are never this easy, this simple. Steve rarely genuinely enjoys himself. ]
But for the hidden talents? It's not fun to show my hand so early, is it? Since you asked so nicely...
[ He considers what to do next, what to say, and a few moments later, Zemo will see a video pop up in the chat feed. It's short, only a few seconds, but it's Steve with his back to the camera, curling a heavy barbell with several plates on either end, the muscles in his back working taut. ]
And there are better things to think about at LAVO than our date. The music is good there, the food is delicious, but the wine is the best of all.
[ He has nothing to do this evening, and he can't help but be drawn to the idea of stumbling into the man there by happenstance. It's not what he's supposed to do in this industry, but he likes this man's attention, he likes the ease of it all. Most clients are never this easy, this simple. Steve rarely genuinely enjoys himself. ]
But for the hidden talents? It's not fun to show my hand so early, is it? Since you asked so nicely...
[ He considers what to do next, what to say, and a few moments later, Zemo will see a video pop up in the chat feed. It's short, only a few seconds, but it's Steve with his back to the camera, curling a heavy barbell with several plates on either end, the muscles in his back working taut. ]
You are turning out to be many things, Steven, but an imposition is not one of them. Maybe I’d rather you impose your company than listen to the same music with the same food again. I was here last week, too. The wine, however, can stay.
[speaking of wine, his is clearly kicking in if he’s writing something like that out, a little more blatant of an invitation. he finishes off the rest of his glass, setting it aside and eagerly opening the second message when he sees it’s a video of some kind.
oh. if he didn’t know any better, he’d think steve was intentionally showing off. enough to make him feel that much warmer in a way that’s no longer just the wine. but he won’t give in so easily to what steve must hear all the time, opting to tease and play a little hard to get. ]
My, my. Did you just film this, or was it pulled from a little collection in your phone? Not that I’m complaining, of course, but you might be the only man who doesn’t make a gym selfie seem so cocky.
[speaking of wine, his is clearly kicking in if he’s writing something like that out, a little more blatant of an invitation. he finishes off the rest of his glass, setting it aside and eagerly opening the second message when he sees it’s a video of some kind.
oh. if he didn’t know any better, he’d think steve was intentionally showing off. enough to make him feel that much warmer in a way that’s no longer just the wine. but he won’t give in so easily to what steve must hear all the time, opting to tease and play a little hard to get. ]
My, my. Did you just film this, or was it pulled from a little collection in your phone? Not that I’m complaining, of course, but you might be the only man who doesn’t make a gym selfie seem so cocky.
I'll remember that for next time, then. At least there's wine.
[ But then the next set of messages come and he finds himself flushing ever so slightly, smirking at the screen of his phone. He takes a few moments to respond, as he sits his phone aside to shower and change clothes. The wait will let him squirm, and there's power in that.
It's only when he's shirtless that he decides to snap a selfie of himself winking, nose wrinkled and face pinched, but the picture shows his damp hair, and the fogged mirror in the background shows the hint of his tattoos, something floral mapping along his ribcage. There's even the hint of a towel wrapped up around the slim dip of his waist.
It's nothing like the selfies he's posted on his profile, but everything like the man Zemo has gone out with, with an edge. ]
I couldn't deprive you of the front for too long.
That one was from today, actually. I'm a little bit of a gym rat.
How's LAVO? 😉 I'm trying to keep you entertained. Have I succeeded?
[ But then the next set of messages come and he finds himself flushing ever so slightly, smirking at the screen of his phone. He takes a few moments to respond, as he sits his phone aside to shower and change clothes. The wait will let him squirm, and there's power in that.
It's only when he's shirtless that he decides to snap a selfie of himself winking, nose wrinkled and face pinched, but the picture shows his damp hair, and the fogged mirror in the background shows the hint of his tattoos, something floral mapping along his ribcage. There's even the hint of a towel wrapped up around the slim dip of his waist.
It's nothing like the selfies he's posted on his profile, but everything like the man Zemo has gone out with, with an edge. ]
I couldn't deprive you of the front for too long.
That one was from today, actually. I'm a little bit of a gym rat.
How's LAVO? 😉 I'm trying to keep you entertained. Have I succeeded?
I am not at the part where I get to meet his friends yet, bleskový. But I have a very strong suspicion they are almost as pretty as he is. Call it a hunch.
[are the escorts friends with each other? he'll have to ask next time he sees steve.]
Ahoj - he wasn't ugly. And for all our problems, the things we got up to in the bedroom were not part of it. But you are right, there is a clear winner here.
Flatterer. You just miss having it next to yours.
If you don't come out I will go there and drag you myself. You cannot back out now, and you never know what gifts are you there just waiting for you to find them. Prosím?
[are the escorts friends with each other? he'll have to ask next time he sees steve.]
Ahoj - he wasn't ugly. And for all our problems, the things we got up to in the bedroom were not part of it. But you are right, there is a clear winner here.
Flatterer. You just miss having it next to yours.
If you don't come out I will go there and drag you myself. You cannot back out now, and you never know what gifts are you there just waiting for you to find them. Prosím?
[he's disappointed, briefly, that steve seems to have gone off to surely enjoy the rest of his evening. but maybe it's better to stop feeding into the false hope and the fantasy that steve is really flirting with him.
he settles on another glass of wine as the consolation prize, getting about halfway through before his phone dings a few times in quick succession. thank god everyone else is busy getting ready or chatting amongst themselves - no one sees the way zemo nearly drops his glass or his eyes widen. he's not sure what to take in first - the wink, the shirtlessness, the tattoos he doesn't remember seeing all of on his profile before. it's suddenly very uncomfortably hot in this room, and he knows it doesn't have a damn thing to do with wine or the turtleneck he's wearing. he sets down his glass, grinning as he types out a reply - but not too quickly.]
Careful, I could get used to being spoiled like this. What was it you were saying about a good view?
LAVO is just a backdrop - you're succeeding with flying colors. We may as well be having our own private party right now, you snd I.
Oh, and is this the part where I try to impress you in return by mentioning I'm...bendy? Maybe not a gym rat, but I think I keep up alright.
he settles on another glass of wine as the consolation prize, getting about halfway through before his phone dings a few times in quick succession. thank god everyone else is busy getting ready or chatting amongst themselves - no one sees the way zemo nearly drops his glass or his eyes widen. he's not sure what to take in first - the wink, the shirtlessness, the tattoos he doesn't remember seeing all of on his profile before. it's suddenly very uncomfortably hot in this room, and he knows it doesn't have a damn thing to do with wine or the turtleneck he's wearing. he sets down his glass, grinning as he types out a reply - but not too quickly.]
Careful, I could get used to being spoiled like this. What was it you were saying about a good view?
LAVO is just a backdrop - you're succeeding with flying colors. We may as well be having our own private party right now, you snd I.
Oh, and is this the part where I try to impress you in return by mentioning I'm...bendy? Maybe not a gym rat, but I think I keep up alright.
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