Choking On Sapphires

30 Teenage Kicks

Much later into the night, he hears the sound of you laughing over the sound of his music playing in his room. He decides to take you up on your previous offer, following through on his flirtations earlier in the day as he makes his way down to the study. When he knocks on the door he hears a happy mewl from you. You smack your lips and wiggle your eyebrows at Freddie before addressing the knock.

"Come in." you lilt out.

"I's jus' checkin' on ya before I went to bed." he announces, sauntering into the room, one hand in his pocket, legs planted in a wide stance.

"We were just talking about going to bed. But neither of us wanted to move." Freddie complains, a heavy sigh following the dramatic head movement that accompanied his words.

"Ah, room's not even that far down, mate." he says in a warm tone, knocking Freddie's foot that hung off the chair, chuckling at him.

"You're taller than me, it doesn't seem as far to you." he says in a lazy, slightly dramatic way, a twist of his chin accompanying his words.

"Well I can't argue ya on that bit there but, I know ya got an early train, yeah? And we both know what our Genny's like when she dunnit get her rest." he says, eyes darting to you, moved to your side and laid out on the couch, mouth now open at him.

"You're so rude," you say playfully, nose wrinkling at him. "What'd I ever do to you?" you ask with faux offense.

"Well, ya told me to get you up from a nap for one of ya lady lunch fuckin' things ya'll do on Sundays, right? And I did that, the nice man I am, yeah?" he gives you a wink that makes you let out a little wheeze of a laugh at his boyish charm."And what's she do, eh?" he walks closer to the chairs, looking at Freddie as he walks. "She calls me a slag and hits me wif a big 'ol fuckin' book, aimed for me head. Nearly sent me to my grave, it did." he says dramatically, your grin is unfiltered at his big personality moves across the room.

"The book wasn't that big." you say in defense of yourself, your face fox like in your girlish tone.

"She's not even denying it." Freddie says with a laugh that shakes his stomach.

"No that happened," you say with a laugh, laying your head back down on the couch. "Best get me to bed then, eh?" you say with a low chuckle, your eyes shut.

"Best get ME to bed." says Freddie. "Fucking wine." he grumbles, sitting the glass down clumsily on the table by his chair.

"Oh, he's a little drunk innnit he? Both in stature and in lack of sobreity." Alfie says with a chuckle. "Eh, fuckin' c'mon mate." he says hoisting him up same as he does you.

"Oh it's been too long since I've done THIS!" he says with a laugh, as Alfie mirrors his humor in the situation. In a few beats of silence, you hear another laugh and a shout from Freddie as Alfie carries his down the hall. "He says I'm lighter than you, Gen! I'm gonna keep this one if that's alright." he's already been sat down as you hear a little "woo." from him you've heard before in similar situtions.

"Yeah 'cause you don't have twenty pounds of tit on you!" you shout, your voice more fiesty but the boys laugh at you just the same.
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"I think I'm just drunk enough to admit that I'm feeling a bit jealous of the attention you were giving Freddie." you say with a squeaking laugh, your face scrunched in a snicker. You bite your lip at him as he walks back into the room.

"Well that was the quickest way to get him out and me in, eh?" he gives you another wink.

What was with these saucy winks tonight, you wondered. You didn't mind it at all but my word was he being cheeky.