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[under-secretary.livejournal.com]

When; December 2nd
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Styles under_secretary and the Corinthian bitingnightmare
Summary; A drink, a conversation, and self-loathing.
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It wasn't very late, but that was generally expected. He knew that Brocklehurst would worry, but at this point, he didn't care. Last night was disaster; the past couple of days had been a nightmare. If he didn't know better, he could swear that Brocklehurst was avoiding him.

So the nightmare was available for a drink. That was usually the case. He liked the Corinthian - at least the Corinthian always told him the truth. He had invited him out because he wouldn't be sentimental; a reason to not invite Emmett, and he wouldn't be forceful, like Elle or Faye. He would just be; a smart, rational other man.

Sort of like the smart, rational other man who had lost his mind as asked Styles to marry him.

Styles pushed that thought away, and nursed his drink.

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[under-secretary.livejournal.com]

"It was a good try," Styles assured the Corinthian. He stood at the entrance for a moment, then grinned.

He pulled the taller man carefully, just so he could whisper, "What the hell makes you think you'd be fucking me?"

He opened the door to the building and started climbing up. "See you at work, Corinthian."

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

"I do my best," he puffed smoke upward just as Styles pulled him in, "... you're a fucking tease, Christopher."

The Corinthian smirked, staying his ground at the entrance as Styles walked up. He only nodded to the American in response and waved his cigarette in farewell.