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Price of Fame

"What's this? So frisky..." Davin trailed off, running his fingers along the man's chest. "You forget where we are...and who is watching." He added, nodding in the direction of Sean, who'd returned from a swim. The sound of a vase shattering roused Dav from his place on Will's lap. And while he was being good for the sake of the boy watching, he did bend down and steal a kiss from his lover's sweet lips.
 
Will sighed dramatically, crossing his arms before getting up, stretching before long over to Sean and messing with his hair a bit, causing the small boy to dodge out of his reach and stare up accusingly. "You promised you'd teach me butterfly," he said, crossing his arms.


"Yeah buddy, just lemme clean up a bit first, OK?" He asked, and the boy nodded before running off to god knows where. Will groaned, knowing he'd better have the mess cleaned up before his parents got back, feeling very much like a teenager. Which reminded him that he needed to hide all the yearbooks on his dresser before Dav got to them...
 
This party had gotten enough out of hand, Causing Davin to push people over to get to his destination--an antique table that Mrs. Sanderson had just gotten a week prior to this mess. Davin stood on the old mahogany, his Doc Marten's placed carefully between the various knickknacks. "Hi...Hello...," he called out over the loud buzz of chatter until he had enough. "HEY! GET THE HELL OUT NOW!" He screamed, causing the entire mass of people to glance over in his direction. They looked afraid. He could care less. "Do I need a english dictionary?! NOW IS NOW!"


if he had to say it once more in German, people would be getting kicked out of windows.
 
William watched Davin in amusement as the partygoers scattered. He was extremely glad that for once he was not the target of Davin's annoyance - that was nice. Although he was still a little wary of their current standings, and was walking on eggshells with the European man. Although he didn't think there would be much more to come up to put a pause in their relationship. No, there really wasn't anything else that could possibly go wrong, except maybe Davin's getting used to the city itself. He stretched his arms above his head and yawned in content before getting up, grabbing an armful of beer cans in one go and heading towards the kitchen to find a trash bag. He'd check on Camille later, if she didn't come down herself, attempt to revive her from hangover status perhaps. He tossed the trash away before dragging the bag into the living room and collecting others, looking at Davin in thanks.
 
Davin hopped down from the furniture as the folks shuffeled their way to the door. When the entire house was cleared, he walked over to William and gave him a fist bump. "Banging party and nothing was severely damaged. You really are the King at this." He smirked, grabbing a trash bag. In the kitchen, he saw Sean crushing cups and cans into a bag of his own. Dav smiled, finding himself honestly adoring his new-found cousin. He could see himself easily fitting in without causing any bumps of tears--it was within reach. A thud from upstairs broke him out of his personal bubble of thought.


"Babe, should I--?" He asked, holding back giggles of the way Will's face paint was smeared. It looked as defeated as his team was. "I'll just go ahead and check on her." he snickered, placing his half-full trashbag beside the stairs.
 
William blinked at him, confused as I why he was laughing but was robbed of the chance to ask as he walked away. He finished with most of the living room before entering the kitchen again, pointing to his own face as he caught Sean's attention. "Is my pain messed up?" He asked, and the boy shrugged, unable to help the small grin that spread itself across his face, causing Will to sigh in defeat. "Well I'd better wash it off anyway...he thinks it's funny does he? Dragged you over to his side, has he?" William snorted, dropping his bag without warning and scooping Sean up from the floor, dangling him by his ankles in amusement while the other giggled and begged for mercy, waving his arms around excitedly. Will put him down after a minute, retrieving the bag and stuffing it into the trash can, wondering how Dav was doing with Camille.
 
Knock. Knock. Knock.


"Cami?" Davin called out, struggling not to laugh at the sounds of banging and falling. "Will!" he shouted down the stairwell, "Come help your friend please." Davin resigned to leaning against the wall and giggling quietly.
 
Camille lifted her head from the pillow, shifting only slightly before promptly falling off. Sitting up, she rubbed her head, groaning before answering the voice at his door. "Wha- augh no, that's ok," she called out, the sound of her own voice hurting her ears, but it was better than being scolded by her best friend. She moved to her feet, swaying a bit, moving towards the door to unlock it, putting on a smile despite the hell of a migraine. "I'm fine, silly...see? I do -have to go."
 

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