Someone must've thought you did. He takes the offered beer and raises it in a gesture of salute before helping himself to a generous swallow. Wes doesn't understand how anything gets assigned around here, but he's not jealous. For a lot of reasons, the cabin in the woods is perfect for him. Having a place of his own at David Cliff is convenient, but largely unutilized by now. It's pure curiosity that makes him wonder who makes these kinds of decisions and what they're based on. Whatever it is, Wes thinks Blake deserves the comforts. And the kitchen is certainly suited to a restaurant owner.
Think it might be lonely, though, he admits after another few moments. Wes sips a little more of the beer before setting it to the side and turning on the couch to fully orient himself towards Blake. Is he upset with what happened between us?
Blake, like Wrench, often wonders about the powers that be, certain they're making statements about him he doesn't rightly agree upon. In Wonderland it had been a room fashioned after his parent's last apartment — a place he hadn't seen since he was eight — and it had felt both comforting and haunting. When he'd finally arrived in Deerington and come through the door, he'd guessed it was just that way until he'd seen a couple other places. Now, it breeds some fondness, it's grown on him, but if given the choice, he'd take Bruce's place in a heartbeat instead.
Thinking then of the subject change, he finally shakes his head, sipping at the beer a little more deeply than he might normally. He's not possessive, Blake manages, although he has to think how to say it. His vocabulary might be improving in this regard, but he still feels like he has a very long way to go. He'd shove me out the door some days, I swear. He's always saying I need to find someone better. And truth be told, it hurts a bit every time, if only because Blake knows how much value there really is to Bruce Banner.
You think he'd be more disappointed or relieved to know that's not where you wound up? Self-deprecation is perhaps the most natural language of all. Wes stretches a long leg towards Blake and nudges at the man's calf with the ends of his toes. The playful jostle is a familiar gesture, but somehow it doesn't feel altogether misplaced. It's a bit more levity than most people get from the indomitable Mr. Wrench, but Blake has managed to get there. When their gaze meets again he winks and goes back to his beer.
Truthfully, it's a sad and familiar sentiment, one he's sure he and Grady have pitched between the two of them so many times over the course of a lifetime that it's become largely meaningless. People's perceptions of what's better aren't often rational or logical. Mostly they tend to ignore what's good about themselves. What might be perfectly fitting. Blake and Bruce have made it work for this long, and there must be good reason for that.
It's only because of the playful gesture that Wrench doesn't get a swat for bagging on himself like that. Blake, who knows exactly how that goes, has at least a little patience for self deprecating attitude, especially after getting close to Bruce. They're all pretty guilty of that kind of attitude, though, there'll be no denying that.
I wouldn't leave him alone is Blake's frank answer, and not exactly untrue. We flirted around a lot, he adds, particularly proud of this fact and not the least bit shy about it based on his beaming smile. He's more dangerous than he looks. And to illustrate how he feels about that, Blake waves a hand in front of his face like he's a southern lady fanning herself on wrap-around porch. Of course, such statements can be taken many other ways, and probably should considering Bruce's relationship with the Hulk.
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Think it might be lonely, though, he admits after another few moments. Wes sips a little more of the beer before setting it to the side and turning on the couch to fully orient himself towards Blake. Is he upset with what happened between us?
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Thinking then of the subject change, he finally shakes his head, sipping at the beer a little more deeply than he might normally. He's not possessive, Blake manages, although he has to think how to say it. His vocabulary might be improving in this regard, but he still feels like he has a very long way to go. He'd shove me out the door some days, I swear. He's always saying I need to find someone better. And truth be told, it hurts a bit every time, if only because Blake knows how much value there really is to Bruce Banner.
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Truthfully, it's a sad and familiar sentiment, one he's sure he and Grady have pitched between the two of them so many times over the course of a lifetime that it's become largely meaningless. People's perceptions of what's better aren't often rational or logical. Mostly they tend to ignore what's good about themselves. What might be perfectly fitting. Blake and Bruce have made it work for this long, and there must be good reason for that.
How'd the two of you get together?
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I wouldn't leave him alone is Blake's frank answer, and not exactly untrue. We flirted around a lot, he adds, particularly proud of this fact and not the least bit shy about it based on his beaming smile. He's more dangerous than he looks. And to illustrate how he feels about that, Blake waves a hand in front of his face like he's a southern lady fanning herself on wrap-around porch. Of course, such statements can be taken many other ways, and probably should considering Bruce's relationship with the Hulk.