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On the green (for Wylie)

In their last year at Oxford, as their exams once again start to creep up on them, the Cutlers' boys have had to make more of an effort to stay in touch.

Well, most of them. David hasn't spoken to Dakin since running into him at a Sainsbury's back in Sheffield over the summer. Scripps and Akthar, though, he still keeps in touch with. (And they all still seem to fall back on surnames when they're together. David becomes Posner again, or Pos. Scripps and Akthar are Scripps and Akthar rather than Don or Adil.)

But they do make the effort, which is the important part. Today, they've been out doing their holiday shopping. Or Scripps is doing his holiday shopping. David and Akthar are going along for the ride. David does look a bit for Hanukkah presents for his parents and his uncle, but he's finished most of his shopping for them already.

When they've finished, they stop by a coffee shop for drinks and then David suggests a walk by the river, which is how they end up in the park, not exactly feeding the ducks, but occasionally throwing them bits of scone or muffin.

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Being jobless, wandering and completely useless to society is exactly how Wylie likes spending his time. With the money his parents left him when they died and the fact that he's got all of one living relative he barely knew meant that being here was not a problem. Besides the fact that the second he graduated high school, he's been wandering. At least now he's branched out. Higher education was not one of his plans and still, he saw no point in being productive at all.

It was how he ended up wandering in a park. He was half inclined to poke at homeless people or throw things at the university students that seemed to be every-fucking-where, but it was when he noticed a particularly familiar face that he started on a very sure path.

He'd yet seen David out of their private meetings... hook-ups... whatever. He wasn't exactly sure what they were, but he was fond of him, which irked Wylie to no end. He really didn't need to get himself caught up in this... at all, but, d'aw, aint' he adorable with his little uni buddies. No use in formalities.

"Hey, David," he called to him. Wylie probably looked like he was out of place. Skinny jeans, a pair of worn out black Chuck Taylors, leather jacket over a t-shirt, his hair a wavy mess on his head.

Having never seen Wylie around town before, David was rather surprised to see him today, and his surprise was perfectly evident when he glanced up hearing his name. It took him a moment to respond, in fact, as he had to make the transition between being Posner again and being the David he was with Wylie.

"Wylie," he managed after a moment. "Hello." Not knowing exactly what the state of their relationship was, he wasn't sure how to greet him.

Not to mention he had no idea how to act around Scripps and Akthar in this situation. It wasn't as if they didn't know he was gay--Scripps had known before he did--but neither of them had ever seen him with someone he was seeing.

(He did think, for a moment, about how different Wylie was from the three of them. Scripps in his cozy sweater and jeans, Akthar bundled up in a peacoat, David in his tweed jacket and corderoys.)

Never willing to shy away from at least some physical contact and since he knew little about the guys he was with, Wylie strolled up, smoothly placing an arm rested around David's shoulders and grinned like he was the hottest thing that could ever possibly make his presence known to them. David had seen Wylie alone, seen him when he was willing to be a little softer... but now? Now he was showing off. Because he was kind of an ass like that, sometimes.

"What's goin' on, boys?" he asked, mostly directing the question to David, but glancing at the other two. He almost immediately ignored them again though and reached up to rub the collar of David's coat between his fingers. "Cute..."

David started blushing immediately upon Wylie putting an arm around him, and he glanced almost nervously to the other two boys. He didn't want to tell Wylie to stop, because he didn't want to give the impression that he was ashamed of Wylie, but it did make things a bit awkward.

"Er...Scripps, Akthar," he said, allowing Wylie's arm to stay around him but not entirely leaning into the touch, "this is my...um...this is Wylie. Wylie this is Scripps and Akthar. We were at school together."

Akthar smiled and nods in greeting, and Scripps offered his hand, saying, "Nice to meet you. Friend of Pos's?" If either of them seemed a bit on the protective side...well, they probably were. David had always been the youngest and smallest of the boys at school, and they all sort of took him under their wing.

Yeah, Wylie was not impressed. First of all, Wylie was six-foot-one. He was lean and kind of looked like a badass if you asked him. Though, he'd comment on it even if you didn't ask. Also, he wasn't mean, just cocky. He took the hand that was offered to him and shook it firmly, smiling.

And it didn't go by him that David was uncomfortable, but that wasn't about to stop him from staying where he was. If he pulled away, yeah, he'd let him go, but Wylie was very firmly placing his stake on the smaller and younger man. He was being damn forward about it, too. "Wouldn't say friend exactly, but we'll start there," he grinned that devious smile.

And neither of the other boys are much bigger than Posner, though they weren't from the best neighborhoods either, despite having ended up at Oxford. Posner was probably the most posh of the three of them, and even he was very firmly middle class.

"We met...a few weeks ago," David said, finally leaning against Wylie a little, hoping the others would take it as a sign that he didn't need to be protected from Wylie.

Scripps gave a little half-smirking smile and said, "'We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade.'"

Wylie didn't know much, but he knew enough to realize that he was certainly not threatened by them and wasn't trying to be a threat. Simply placing his dominance in the situation and when David leaned against him, Wylie knew he'd won. He kept his arm even more securely around his shoulders, not just a friendly gesture anymore.

"Good to know," he said honestly. It wasn't like Wylie wanted to step in on some friendship. After all, he currently didn't know how long he'd be here, but he'd already extended his stay since he met David. Ah, how the road called to him still.

"So..." he smiled, charming as he could be, "Mind if I borrow him for the rest of the day?"

David blushed a bit more even as he settled against Wylie, torn between the comfort he usually felt with Wylie and the strangeness of being here like this in front of his friends.

Scripps looked to David for confirmation, and finding nothing to alarm him there, he nodded, smiling. "I reckon we can give him up for a while."

"Just have him back before midnight," Akthar added with a smirk. "Don't want him turning into a pumpkin just at the end of term."

"Fuck off," David says with a smile, moving to pick up his bag.

Wylie chuckled at the possessiveness his friends gave off, but he didn't really mind. It was kind of cute in a sort of annoying way. Besides the fact that Wylie never followed orders from anyone so it didn't really matter anyway. He let him pick up his bag as the others teased him and Wylie then gave a devious smile.

"I'll get him back before midnight... just not midnight tonight," and then the charming grin he was known for. "C'mon, let's leave your jealous friends to seethe." He didn't mean it of course, but he was sure as hell going to laugh about it later when David turned bright pink over the matter.

David laughed a bit nervously, smiling reassuringly at his friends, wanting them to know they have nothing to worry about but not sure how to say that, exactly.

And he did turn bright pink. "Right, I'll...er...see you later?"

The other boys nodded and waved him off, Akthar seemingly unconcerned, Scripps watching them thoughtfully as they left.

Wylie loved the feeling of someone watching him as he walked away. Something about it made him feel like he was a target and that was a weird thing to enjoy, but he couldn't help it. Either way, he took David's hand in his and started tugging him away from his friends.

"Embarassed you?" he asked, leaning over to kiss the side of his head.

David leaned against him, trying to ignore the way Scripps is watching them still.

"You didn't embarrass me," he said. He didn't want Wylie thinking he was ashamed to be seen with him. And he wasn't. He just felt...odd about the whole situation.

"No?" he asked, arm moving around his waist and tucking into David's back pocket. He was having no problem with public displays of affection. He had no idea how David actually felt about it but he imagined that he'd probably speak up if there was a problem.

He waited a second and then gently kissed his head, "You can't talk to me, ya know."

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[OOC: sorry, that was supposed to say CAN talk to me... *headdesk* Try again?]

[ooc: LOL, I wondered. I'll change that.]

David blushed a bit at that, but he didn't pull away, just turned his face into Wylie's shoulder a bit.

He nods a bit. "I know I can."

"I know we've done a lot of fooling around, but..." he trails off, deciding to stop that train of thought quickly. He really didn't need to get sentimental over this guy. He totally was.

David hesitates a moment before saying, "But what?"

He isn't sure he wants to know, but he absolutely has to ask.

Wylie looks down at him. He kind of liked how much taller he was than him. Standing at 6'1", Wylie was taller than pretty much everyone, but, still. "I like you and I was supposed to be heading out of here two weeks ago and I've put off leaving... so, yeah."

David couldn't help smiling at that. It was straight out of one of the old films he liked so much. He leaned against Wylie a bit more, smiling sweetly up at him. "I'm glad you've stayed," he said quietly. "I'd miss you if you left."

Wylie doesn't mind him getting closer. In fact, he makes sure to snake an arm tighter around him. He sighed a little, though, resting his head against David's. "I'm gonna end up hurting you..." he confessed. He hated that. So much.

David frowned thoughtfully. "What makes you so sure about that?"

"I have a track record of bein horrible at relationships and I hate to admit it, but I really want to have one with you," he says that softly. He's so dumb. Why would he agree to this.

David smiles again, then, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "I'd like that very much. Things don't always have to turn out as they have done."

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Ah, I thought I'd replied. Sorry!

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fixed!

Sorry about that. XP

Heh. I've totally done that before.

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