[Crossposted to daisydavid and viggo_q]

Nearly bouncing as he sat in the chair, Dave cradled the phone to his ear, eyes scanning the apartment as he waited for Viggo to answer or the machine to pick up.

( Viggo had his hands in soapy water cleaning up the dishes from the night before when the phone rang. )

Happens a few hours after the big fight.


( The apartment was clean, almost deathly clean. )

[Crossposted to viggo_q and daisydavid]

David listened as the lower door closed, not a slam - or it didn't sound like one from up here. Returning his attention to the cellphone, the redhead scrolled through the names until he came to Viggo's. Without hesitation, he pressed send and brought it to his ear. He needed his friend now.

( Viggo had already picked up the flowers from the suppliers and was setting out the buckets at the market stall when his phone rang in his pocket )

Warning: Genital piercing in a professional setting.


( Go into the bathroom, wash your genitals and return with one of the towels there wrapped around your waist. )