A Pitiful Pair(Open)

[Mason McQueen]

And now his golden locks were all muddy and dirty. Between the two dogs’ paws and the sand and dirt that clung to his wet hair, it looks utterly ridiculous. Mason actually felt a little disgusted on himself seeing his hair like that. Somehow he now knows why Sam usually calls his power rather unhygienic.

But that doesn’t mean he’s going to stop teasing Levi with his hair anymore.

“You think that’s an improvement? Then wait till you see this.” Without even blinking, two bundles of hair – one from his left and one from his right – suddenly shot forward and wrapped around Levi’s wrists. Once settled, they promptly untangled from each other and began tickling Levi’s palm. He’s been thinking of using such an idea to deter people away from ruffling his hair but he hasn’t really tried it. Yes Levi, you’re Mason’s current guinea pig.

At Levente’s thanks, he simply sent a smile back. While he’d appreciate if the man would tell him what happened, but he’s good with his silent assent too.

The man shouldn’t be too harsh on himself. Mostly because it was Mason’s own folly that he hasn’t told anything about her yet. “Yeah. Came from the Amazon. And oddly enough, a widow just like us.” Might not have been the best choice of words. Apologies from Mason. “She’s roughly my age, so I wonder how the hell could I have missed her back when I was a student.” Well for one, he wasn’t looking. “I just asked her out on a second date bro. Sorry I didn’t tell you earlier. But now I did, and I need tips.” He’d ask Sam too, but Levente seems a bit more credible than his other best friend.

“If she sees you, she will be,” he teased back.

[Levente Cohen]

Levente was surprised when Mason used his hair as a tickling weapon. At least Mason wasn’t using his Rapunzel-powers to toss him back into the lake. Levente may have smacked his friend instead of just laughing. “I’ll bet the…girls…will love this,” Levente said in the midst of his laughter. “You should try it out on Summer.”

Levente tried not to notice the word ‘widow’ in Mason’s conversation, trying to just be a friend and enjoy Mason’s happiness. Still he couldn’t help but notice that unlike him, his friend was moving on with his life. Whereas Levente seemed to just be stuck. His smile started to disappear again.

He tried to bring it back at Mason’s teasing, but failed. “Maybe I outta head home. Get some dry clothes and such.” He started walking back towards where his truck was parked.

((wrap?))

[Mason McQueen]

Or not. Damn. And he thought he had the perfect weapon against that pesky Caraway leech now. Seems he has to think of something else.

But at least he made Levente laugh.

“Maybe when we’re a bit more comfortable with each other,” Mason shrugged, releasing the older man from his hair’s grasp, “I don’t want to be labelled as some creepy old man.” He thought the whole thing was icky and creepy in the first place, which is why he did it to Levi. And he’s pretty sure the man’s wired differently from most people, which is why the whole hair-tickle thing made him laugh. Not that it’s a bad thing though.

He did notice the (again) drop in his friend’s demeanour. Is it just him or does Levente’s emotions move in such a roller coaster lately? He promptly grabbed the man by his shoulders and gave him a pat on the chest. “Don’t worry dude, I’ll help you find someone. Sorry that one with Jessica didn’t work out,” said the man as he walked beside Levi, making the dogs follow them with his hair, “Follow me to Paul’s house today, I’ll fix you something to eat. Since I was the cause of all this anyway.” And it would, hopefully, help him get to the bottom of whatever his friend was feeling right now.

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Good enough for me! <3
- Jam

[Levente Cohen]

((sorry this is so late...and lame))

Levente was glad that for a moment Mason had managed to cheer him up a little. Still, as much as he’d wished he felt up to tagging along with his pal a bit longer, that wasn’t the case today. He shrugged off Mason’s hands and continued walking towards his truck. He knew he was acting a bit like a jerk, but he didn’t feel there was much he could do about it.

He turned toward Mason and forced himself to smile. “Thanks for the offer. On both counts but,” he paused for a moment to come up with a plausible excuse and failed. “I’m just…I’d rather not. I’ll see you around the school.” He called Huck to the truck and got behind the wheel. He ran a hair through his damp hair before waving it towards his friend. “Sorry,” he said as he drove off.

((that's a wrap for levente))