Bar Log ((OPEN))

[borntobewildcat]

WHO: Tom Bronson + OPEN
WHERE: the bar
WHEN: all week
WARNINGS: none
SUMMARY: Tom now owns the bar, and everyone gets their first drink free for the first week.
FORMAT: quick



[It was Tom's first couple weeks running the bar, and, surprisingly, it had gone pretty well so far. The transition itself was a bit of a challenge, but once he'd become accustomed to it, it really wasn't so bad at all. In fact, he found himself even enjoying the work, even if it meant extra hours for the time being, since the promotion and port-outs lately meant that they were running a bit understaffed.

That wasn't why he was pulling other duties besides just managing the place, though. Working behind the bard was one of the best jobs he had, and he really enjoyed it. He got to talk to people at the bar (and occasionally have a drink or two himself). It was the social aspect that he liked, which was why, to maybe draw in a few new regular customers, he was offering free drinks for the week.]

Comments

[ridethetiger]

So what, I don't care! Do it anyway!

[borntobewildcat]

No! I have to work, Ggio.

[ridethetiger]

But what about me!

[...Did he just say that...]

[borntobewildcat]

[And that catches Tom off guard.]

What? What do you mean? [He's confused.] You have to sleep and be rested for school.

[ridethetiger]

[Looks like he's going to say something more, but bites his lips, growls, and pushes away from the bar instead, standing up.]

Nevermind. It doesn't matter.

[borntobewildcat]

Sit down.

[He practically growls the words, sounding more commanding than he intended.]

[ridethetiger]

[Not only does it catch Ggio off guard, but he listens immediately, obediently takes his seat again.]

[borntobewildcat]

[Tom sighs, surprised at himself for barking that command, and setting his hands down on the counter.]

Something is bothering you. Tell me.

[ridethetiger]

... We won't get to do this anymore.

[Ggio sighs, huffily, at having to explain his feelings and stuff which he was still getting used to. He lightly nudges Tom's hand with a finger.]

When it's just you and me, that is.

[borntobewildcat]

[Tom doesn't move for a moment, before taking Ggio's hand in his, threading their fingers together.]

After school, and before work, we'll get to spend time together just the two of us, okay? I won't be working all the time, you know.

And, each morning before you go to school, I guess that you can wake me up before you leave.

[ridethetiger]

[While he's not sure what to make of the gesture, Ggio doesn't pull his hand away. His eyes just settle on their fingers.]

Right... and there's the weekends, too.

I'm going to do that. And you better not just complain and go back to sleep.

[But he's smiling a bit.]

[borntobewildcat]

You know damn well that I'm still going to complain and go back to sleep, but I think I can at least be up to help you get ready, maybe have some breakfast, and then see you off before I do.

[ridethetiger]

Yeah, someone has to cook breakfast. I can live with that.

[borntobewildcat]

And by "someone", you obviously mean me, right?

[ridethetiger]

Of course! [He laughs.] Last time, I got the kitchen all dirty. I'm only allowed to boil water, remember?

[borntobewildcat]

[Tom laughs as well, moving his hand to push some stray hairs out of Ggio's face.]

That's right, but if you actually wanted to cook your food instead of eating it raw, I wouldn't mind as long as you cleaned up.

[ridethetiger]

[He leans into the slight touch.]

In that case, I'll do it more often. And hey, raw is good!

[borntobewildcat]

[And at that, Tom let's his hand linger there, fingers idly brushing and smoothing his hair.]

During school, though, I'll cook for you and take care of everything. You just need to focus on your work.

How about I find things that you can specifically eat raw, so you won't get sick? Maybe we could get sashimi sometime.

[ridethetiger]

[It makes Ggio close his eyes, a soft purr accompanying his words, and squeeze their interlocked hands.]

That sounds good.

[Yet he frowns a little, and tilts his head.]

I don't need to do anything?

[borntobewildcat]

[Tom smiles a little, surprised that this is the same Ggio that he'd first me earlier in the year, the same Ggio that could kill him in a heartbeat if he ever wanted to, but could be as gentle as a kitten when he wasn't ferocious as a tiger.]

Just make sure that I wake up before you leave every morning, and I'll cook breakfast for you. And we'll eat before coming to the bar every night.

Is there anything you want to do?

[ridethetiger]

[There isn't an immediate answer, and Ggio's lashes nearly obscure his eyes as he considers what he could say. All of this sounded fine - but it wasn't perfect. This life was too docile, and even with all he had, all he was learning, he can't keep suppressing his instincts. Nor was he completely comfortable with leaving everything to Tom, or Bobbi, or anyone.

But he just keeps smiling, in that faint way.]

No, everything's fine.