There's a fire watch tower higher up the mountain, this road takes you to it. I had to check on the watch a couple weeks ago after they stopped responding to radio calls.
[ Rook takes a seat back on the tailgate, one arm slung over the side of the bed, content to sit shirtless and watch Armin for a moment. ] He said his radio malfunctioned, but I'm pretty sure he just passed out drunk 'n missed his alarm to check in. Anyway, on the way back I caught a glimpse of the view and stopped for a moment. Hadn't had a chance to come back up here until now.
( briefly, glancing to the other as he speaks, Armin pauses: all the little details of David — Deputy — Rook, falling into place. Armin continues, then, retrieving his shirt and minding the buttons. he joins David on the tailgate, feet dangling, for his socks and shoes. )
You should bring more people. ( smiling, ) You'll get popular in the gym. ( beat. ) Well... If you aren't already.
[ Rook falls quiet at that. He glances towards Armin, but doesn't quite make eye contact. Finally, he give a noncommittal 'mm', reaching instead for his socks and shoes. ]
It's uh... not really like that.
[ He breathes in through his nose and sighs, retying the laces of one shoe. He manages a smile, though it falls a little flat. ] It's all the same, there, I think.
( Armin turns, palms against the tailgate, watching David as he speaks.
of the affection he was shown, Armin chose to overlook the matter. to be the first, and only, privy to this place doesn't necessarily mean anything (but he shouldn't have told Armin). it's easy to see David is lonely (and not very careful). his disappointment, Armin decides, is good.
gently, he hops to the ground. ) We should get going.
[ David picks his dirty shirt up, circles around to the driver's side, fishing a tee undershirt from the overstuffed blue bag, shoves his now dirty shirt in, and places it back behind the seat. He slips into the driver's side, turning the key into the ignition and waiting quietly for Armin. ]
( Armin isn't far, having little to account for than his keys and phone (both, still, in his pocket).
the return drive is quiet, not necessarily uncomfortable — at least not in that. over rough patches of road, Armin is rather aware of his body — but he is not without some sense of guilt. from the passenger window, Armin watches the scenery of Hope County. occasionally, he glances to the other.
in the parking lot, he turns, facing David, unsure what to say again. thanks for the ride? a little too cold although not entirely literal in a certain lilt of the voice. what, the sex was good? your dick is impressive? ) ...it was nice meeting you.
( lame, even in Armin's ears, but clean. sincere. )
[ David is quiet too, still fairly pleasantly relaxed after the evening. While certainly Armin is right in his assessment that Rook is lonely, meeting Armin and being able to enjoy sex not awkwardly cramped in a bathroom stall was far nicer than he'd expected of any potential encounters.
As they turn back onto the main road, however, his quiet shifts from merely easy to thoughtful. He'd like to see Armin again, if for nothing else that the other is amiable to a change of scenery from Hope County's only gloryhole. That, and they know each other (a little) more now than other partners David has taken recently.
He wouldn't mind getting to know Armin better, if he's truly honest... but neither of them had come to the gym for that reason.
David argues with himself mentally the rest of the short trip back. If he asked for Armin's number, how likely is the other to just... laugh him off? Perhaps even be annoyed?
As Armin speaks, drawing him from his internal dialogue, David makes a split decision. ]
Yeah, you too.
...Hey uh, if it's- not weird, can I give you my number? Y'know, if you're ever in the mood for... [ He gestures unhelpfully behind him, unsure of how to phrase what he means, though hopes Armin parses something along 'the same thing' rather than 'something more'. ]
[ Maybe this way, giving his number to Armin, rather than asking, it would be less of an imposition. Maybe.
For a moment, David is sure he's made a very stupid mistake, and braces for the rejection.
But then Armin agrees, and passes his phone over, and David very nearly sighs with relief. He smiles, instead, and inputs his name and number before passing it back.
He couldn't say Armin wouldn't delete it immediately, but... well, he didn't have to know that part. ]
instead, after reading the name and number, he saves the contact and pockets his phone. he presents a hand for David's, then. almost quiet, ) Here, ( he says. )
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[ Rook takes a seat back on the tailgate, one arm slung over the side of the bed, content to sit shirtless and watch Armin for a moment. ] He said his radio malfunctioned, but I'm pretty sure he just passed out drunk 'n missed his alarm to check in. Anyway, on the way back I caught a glimpse of the view and stopped for a moment. Hadn't had a chance to come back up here until now.
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You should bring more people. ( smiling, ) You'll get popular in the gym. ( beat. ) Well... If you aren't already.
( he probably is. )
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It's uh... not really like that.
[ He breathes in through his nose and sighs, retying the laces of one shoe. He manages a smile, though it falls a little flat. ] It's all the same, there, I think.
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of the affection he was shown, Armin chose to overlook the matter. to be the first, and only, privy to this place doesn't necessarily mean anything (but he shouldn't have told Armin). it's easy to see David is lonely (and not very careful). his disappointment, Armin decides, is good.
gently, he hops to the ground. ) We should get going.
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[ David picks his dirty shirt up, circles around to the driver's side, fishing a tee undershirt from the overstuffed blue bag, shoves his now dirty shirt in, and places it back behind the seat. He slips into the driver's side, turning the key into the ignition and waiting quietly for Armin. ]
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the return drive is quiet, not necessarily uncomfortable — at least not in that. over rough patches of road, Armin is rather aware of his body — but he is not without some sense of guilt. from the passenger window, Armin watches the scenery of Hope County. occasionally, he glances to the other.
in the parking lot, he turns, facing David, unsure what to say again. thanks for the ride? a little too cold although not entirely literal in a certain lilt of the voice. what, the sex was good? your dick is impressive? ) ...it was nice meeting you.
( lame, even in Armin's ears, but clean. sincere. )
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As they turn back onto the main road, however, his quiet shifts from merely easy to thoughtful. He'd like to see Armin again, if for nothing else that the other is amiable to a change of scenery from Hope County's only gloryhole. That, and they know each other (a little) more now than other partners David has taken recently.
He wouldn't mind getting to know Armin better, if he's truly honest... but neither of them had come to the gym for that reason.
David argues with himself mentally the rest of the short trip back. If he asked for Armin's number, how likely is the other to just... laugh him off? Perhaps even be annoyed?
As Armin speaks, drawing him from his internal dialogue, David makes a split decision. ]
Yeah, you too.
...Hey uh, if it's- not weird, can I give you my number? Y'know, if you're ever in the mood for... [ He gestures unhelpfully behind him, unsure of how to phrase what he means, though hopes Armin parses something along 'the same thing' rather than 'something more'. ]
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...okay, ( he agrees. he reaches into his pocket, then, unlocking his phone, and creates a new contact. he passes the device to David. )
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For a moment, David is sure he's made a very stupid mistake, and braces for the rejection.
But then Armin agrees, and passes his phone over, and David very nearly sighs with relief. He smiles, instead, and inputs his name and number before passing it back.
He couldn't say Armin wouldn't delete it immediately, but... well, he didn't have to know that part. ]
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instead, after reading the name and number, he saves the contact and pockets his phone. he presents a hand for David's, then. almost quiet, ) Here, ( he says. )
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Oh-
[ He fishes his phone out, and hastily opens 'new contact', and presents the phone to Armin. ]
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...see you around.