Tenement Funster

Try My Best To Be A Real Individual..

Roger laughed as Brian dragged him through the doorway.  He had hoped his honesty about his weakness for people who were not easily seduced would work.  And it appeared it had.  Despite Brian's clear annoyance with him earlier, he now seemed open to engage.  Roger wore a charming smile as Brian let go of his coverall straps and closed the door.  He turned and almost seemed dismayed as he placed his hands on his hips and looked Roger over.  

"What's wrong?"  Roger asked as a small amount of worry filled him.  He had found his way into the flat but now wondered if something was amiss.  Brian made an exasperated noise and gestured at Roger with his hand.

"Now you're here and I am not quite sure what to do with you?" Brian complained.  

"I thought you wanted to fuck me?"  Roger questioned bluntly.  Brian sighed.

"I do....but I will tell you right now that I am not paying for it!"  Brian countered back in the same direct manner.  He folded his arms across his chest and was silent as he waited for Roger's reaction.  A look of uncertainty passed across the blonds face and he ran his hand through his long tresses.  His expression shifted to impudence.

"Not everything I do is about getting paid..."  he argued back; sounding a touch offended.  Brian noted him feeling insulted and his face softened.  

"Sorry..."  he replied and shifted his gaze from the young man over to the wall.  Feeling bad for how harsh he had sounded.  He then returned his eyes to the blue ones glaring at him with disdain.  "To be fair...you did imply more than once that you seem to go with what offer is the best!"  Brian said in his own defense.  "I guess I assumed that always meant it was about the best financial incentive..."  he explained.  Roger calmed a little hearing this.

"Look...I'll admit that I play a game with people and my objective is generally looking out for my own self interest..."  Roger confessed in a moment of revelation.  One that Brian found quite honest and telling.  

"I would agree with that..."  Brian stated.  Roger made a huffing sound at hearing Brian confirm he could be a selfish person.  

"Right...well...I have to say that when I met you I was drawn to you..."  Roger told him and liked that Brian's body language changed as he heard the words.  His arms relaxed and his eyes showed he was listening.  

"You were?" Brian questioned.  Roger formed a small grin and looked up at Brian from under his heavy lashes.  Almost feeling bashful at his own admission.

"Yes..."  Roger replied.  "You're different..."  he explained.  "You're not like most of the people I encounter around here..."   Brian was intrigued by what made him stand out.  It was not something he normally heard about himself.

"How?"  Brian asked him.  

"Well...you're not from this neighborhood....that's obvious from the way you talk and the way you carry yourself..."  the blond advised.  "And you're well educated...like your cousin...."  Roger remarked and gestured around the room.  "Most people I know in this building live in a one room flat like me or have to share if they live on this side...with two bedrooms..."  he explained.  "No one can afford a real flat on their own unless they're like Monty or your cousin and his wife..."  

"But this isn't where I really live..."  Brian countered.  "I actually share a place with two other people..."  Brian told him to help him see he wasn't as remarkable as he seemed.  

"But it's in a better part of London....isn't it?"  Roger contended.  He was right.

"Yes..."  Brian admitted.