Clueless Bonus III. - Thanksgiving

10. července 2017 v 12:00 | Sandra
Michael's really looking forward to Thanksgiving. Sure, he's gonna see his family including his little nephew (who's not even a year old yet, holy shit), but that's not really it.
He hasn't seen Aaron in almost three months. They've texted a lot, called about once a week and even skyped a few times (most of that time for sex, because phone sex is fun for only so long), but it's not the same. And Aaron had midterms now, so it's been weeks since he actually saw him and months since he saw him face-to-face.
He's excited to see his family, but he can't wait to see Aaron again.
 

Clueless Bonus II. - Lis

8. července 2017 v 12:00 | Sandra |  Clueless
Michael's really glad that his friendship with Lis survived the holidays when they haven't seen each other at all. His days at school are much easier when he can talk to some adult who he actually likes.
Last semester he tried not to text with Aaron when talking to her, mostly leaving his phone in his office the same way he did during his classes. But today is not only their first day of school in new semester, but also Aaron's first day in an orientation week in Harvard. Michael has a feeling he's more nervous about it than Aaron himself. Aaron is quite able to make new friends in these situations after all. At least from what he told Michael.

Clueless Bonus I. - The Airport

6. července 2017 v 12:00 | Sandra
Aaron's looking around, trying to look like he isn't searching the terminal for a familiar face. Blaire's been teasing him since they came here. She caught him looking around five times in the last half hour, so Aaron figures it's fair. That doesn't mean he likes it, though.
It's nine thirty in LAX and their plane is set to take off at ten. They're already able to board the plane to get ready for the take off, but Aaron's been putting it off. He can see that dad is entertaining Blaire, so she doesn't whine about it too much.
Aaron's not really sure what he's doing here. He and Michael already said their goodbyes that morning, before Aaron went home to finish his packing and Michael went to his last teacher's conference before the start of a new semester. Michael warned Aaron that he might not make it tonight, might have to stay late in school to finish his plans for the upcoming semester.
 


Clueless 21 - THE END

4. července 2017 v 12:00 | Sandra |  Clueless
Aaron leaves Michael in the dining room with Blaire and goes to the kitchen to prepare the food. Mel already did most of the cooking, but he needs to prepare it for serving. He gets all of it on a trail and takes it to the dining room. By then dad's already in his own seat, Blaire's by his right hand and Michael left the seat by his left hand for Aaron, sitting on the one next to it. Aaron's not sure if it's out of respect or fear, but he takes it.
"What are we talking about?"
"You," Blaire replies cheekily before either Michael or dad have a chance to do so.
"Oh, what is it?" he asks with a fake enthusiasm. "My great looks, my charming personality?"

Clueless 20

2. července 2017 v 12:00 | Sandra |  Clueless
It's the end of semester and for once, Santorski actually shows how cool he is by giving them the last period free. They still need to be as quiet as possible and can't leave the room, but he doesn't require attention so all of them are in little groups all around the class, talking about their plans for summer. And Santorski is probably doing the same based on how he's sitting with his legs on his desk, a phone in his hand and a smile on his face. Blaire knows exactly what the other end of that conversation looks like. Well, she can guess. Aaron wasn't home from his yesterday's date when she was leaving for school that morning.
She talks with Trish and Abby, but she doesn't really pay attention to them. Ria is texting her now and again, moaning about Mrs. Nightingale, who's still trying to make them learn. And really, that's just not fair. When even Santorski gets it, how can Nightingale not?

Clueless 19

30. června 2017 v 12:00 | Sandra |  Clueless
Aaron hates his stay back at home. Hates it.
He can watch TV just like at dad's, but with no Blaire he finds it quite boring. Jordan's home during the day sometimes too and he also wants to watch TV and there's no bickering with him about it, there's only fighting. And as much as Aaron hates fighting, he hates Jordan almost more. That asshole has been working in Starbucks since his high school graduation and the only reason why he's a manager is because he can sweet talk costumers and is a jerk to employees. And Aaron hates people like this.
He can't really call with Michael because he doesn't want Jordan or mum to overhear. They text a lot, but he tries not to do it all the time around them. They don't really go on dates, because Michael's finishing most of his classes so there's lots of extra work and people asking for another chance and he doesn't really have the time for anything else nowadays.

Clueless 18

28. června 2017 v 12:00 | Sandra |  Clueless
They go to beach that Saturday. And they're not alone.
Aaron tries to talk Jess and Sabih to joining them, but Jess needs to write most of her essays that weekend and Sabih is already in his textbooks for the finals. So it's just him, Michael and Michael's high school friend, Tony. Was Michael that nervous when they went to the club?
"Hey," Michael smiles at him from where he's standing with some guy in neoprene who's shaking off water from his almost shoulder-long hair. He's looking like any hipster ever with his beard and long hair and from what Aaron can see he's nicely toned. There are muscles under his neoprene so Aaron guesses this is not really his first time surfing. But Michael next to him is only in swimming shorts, showing his toned, slightly hairy chest and his long neck and his smile… Aaron smiles. "I was thinking that you bailed on me."

Clueless 17

26. června 2017 v 12:00 | Sandra |  Clueless
When the alarm goes off, Aaron's head explodes. And what the fuck, did drunk him seriously think that alarm was a good idea? But then his blanket moves and there's silence and shit, did he go home with someone yesterday?
It takes him a few tries to open his eyes and then a few seconds to remember everything.
He's lying in Michael's bed, wrapped around him and squeezing him tight. He's butt naked, but he's not sore and doesn't really feel dirty the way he did waking up a few times after a drunken hook up. But his head does hurt and he does feel nauseous.
"How you feelin'?"
Michael's practically whispering, yet Aaron still winces, closes his eyes once more and burries his face in Michael's chest.
"Not so good, then." This time Michael does whisper. Aaron grumbles.
"'at happened?" His voice is rusty and his throat hurts.
"Nothing." Michael presses him closer to himself and Aaron cuddles even closer. "We danced, drank, you drank some more and around one we went home. Sorry about the alarm clock, but I really need to get up now."
"No. You make a great pillow."
"Come on, babe. I need to get to work."
Aaron moans lightly, but he lets Michael go. The moment Michael's gone he hugs his pillow and goes right back to sleep.
The next time he wakes up, the throbbing in his head is slightly less hurting, but his mouth feels like a desert where someone died. He opens his eyes carefully and just blinks, surprised when he notices that the curtains are closed and the room is dark. He's not sure but he could swear that there was light the last time he woke up.
He looks around for a clock and instead finds a glass of water and Tylenol on a bedside table closer to him. He takes the pill and drinks the whole glass before collapsing right back to bed, brings his blanket up to his chin and cuddles into it.
He doesn't fall asleep again, just gives the pill enough time to act. He thinks about Michael, then listens carefully to the quiet apartment and then squirms guiltily. He's sure Michael's in school right now. He let Aaron sleep his hangover in his apartment, his bed!, while he had to go to work. All because Aaron wanted to celebrate on a weekday.
After a while, when the throbbing in his head is still uncomfortable, but not really painful anymore, he gets up and goes to the bathroom. He cleans his face and reaches for a towel before noticing the post-it note on the mirror.
The red towel's clean. Take a shower, it'll make you feel better. Good morning, sunshine!
Aaron snorts, but listens to the note. He knows he's gonna feel better, he just wasn't sure how much he could intrude. But Michael did leave him alone in his home, so he supposes it's not really intruding.
The moment he steps out of the shower the throbbing in his head is almost completely gone and he's suddenly hungry. He had dinner last night, but since then nothing. Or so he assumes, because he remembers just bits and pieces from last night - dancing with Jess, making out with Michael, dancing with the whole group, then some other guys, then heavy make-out with Michael and a lots and lots of drinking.
He wraps the towel around his hips before heading to the bedroom. He needs to start looking for his clothes somewhere, right? It's not as bad as he feared, because all of his clothes are in a pile on the second night stand with his phone on top of it. There wait some texts for him. Most of them are Sabih complaining about his early morning lab time and the fact that he was awake most of the night, looking out for Jess. She texted him only once, close to 5AM, moaning about dying. He ignores both of those texts, but answers to Blaire.
What the hell did you do to him? He's late!
Does he look hangover? If so then you're welcome. If not I need him to tell me his secrets
He might be exaggerating a little, he's actually not sure how much Michael drank yesterday and he's pretty sure that it was less then him, but still.
Under his phone there's a note.
Can't find your boxers, so it's either commando or second drawer on the left
He smirks when he sees it and goes to said drawer immediately. When he's there, he thinks about looking around into other drawers, but he shakes his head at the idea. He's not gonna snoop around through Michael's things.
He doesn't bother with anything else than the boxers. It's not like someone else is in the flat and he's pretty comfortable with his own body.
Another post-it note is on the kitchen counter, on a pot almost full of coffee.
You're welcome to help yourself. I shopped yesterday so whatever you want you should find here somewhere. Enjoy!
Aaron smiles and pours himself a cup of coffee. He reheats it and then grimaces. When he looks around he sees the pile of post-it notes and a pen on a table in the living room area. He goes fetch it and sticks his own note to the pot.
Your coffee sucks, remind me to bring you mine the next time I'll come over
With that he looks around in the cupboards. He makes himself scrambled eggs and toast and eats it while still standing, quickly drinking his coffee and pouring another one before going back to the bedroom. He finishes putting on his clothes, fires a few texts to Jess, Sabih and Blaire, finishes his second cup and then heads out.
There's another post-it note on the door.
Take the keys and lock behind you. Enjoy your day =o)
Aaron bites his lip, before smiling. He takes the keys, takes the note and hides it behind the one from the bathroom in his wallet.
***
Sadly, him being accepted to Harvard means more than just a party with his friends and Michael and a happy phone call with dad and Blaire.
"Aaron. I don't really have the time, can't it wait?"
"Sure, mum," he sighs, but he's not really that annoyed. "Call me when you have the time?"
"Sure, sweetie."
And with that the call ends. Aaron groans and slams his head against a wall. He winces when it hurts a little bit more than he expected.
"You look even more miserable than Jess," comes from his side. Aaron snorts.
"Shouldn't you be… somewhere?" Sabih's always supposed to be somewhere. In library when not in class or in lab.
"No, not really. I wanted to check on Jess - the last time I saw her she was here. Have you seen her?"
"No, not really, but I just got here."
"Oh. So it was a hot night, huh?" Sabih wiggles his eyebrows at him. Aaron just snorts.
"I was drunk senseless, asshole. Michael wouldn't do that."
"Oh, you've got yourself a gentleman."
"You bet your ass I did," he winks at him, smiling.
"So, what was that about?" Sabih gestures to his head. Aaron sighs once more.
"Mum."
"Oh. You didn't tell her yesterday?"
"Nope."
"So what did she say?"
"That she doesn't really have the time and will call me later."
"She said that after you told her you got into Harvard?"
"Didn't get that far."
"Your mum is… terrible."
"That's not what you wanted to say." Aaron snorts. He hears what Sabih isn't saying and he completely agrees. She's a bitch.
"You gonna tell her about Michael? You looked serious yesterday."
Aaron sighs and closes his eyes.
"Yeah, I… I think we are. So yeah… I'll probably end up telling her during summer."
"You going to her for the summer?"
"Yeah, I still officially live there. And mum doesn't know about me spending time at dad's. She thinks I'm spending all my time in the dorms, she would probably be pissed that I spend so much time with dad when I hardly ever go home during the semester. Not that she cares that much to have me there, but she hates that I like dad better."
"That's weird, man."
Aaron snorts. His mother isn't weird. She's just really ambitious, career-oriented perfectionist. It would be cool if her perfectionist trait didn't want her to be also a perfect mother. His dad volunteered to take him when they divorced and Claire agreed that they can take care of him, but she didn't want that. And because dad didn't really want to fight, he's stuck with mum as his first caretaker. Practically he's been spending more time with dad since he was thirteen and had his first sexual crisis.
Aaron doesn't really want to go to class that day so he goes to the library to finish three essays that still need to be done. And that way he can text with Michael.
His mum calls two hours later. He asks the girl sitting next to him to look after his things before taking his phone to a booth in one corner of the library.
"Hey, mum."
"Hello, Aaron. So, what did you need?"
"Nothing, really. Just… the acceptance email from Harvard came yesterday."
"Oh. What about the Yale one?"
Aaron rolls his eyes.
"Does it matter? I'm in and I don't really want to go to Yale."
"But Aaron, you shouldn't really close the doors to other possibilities of your life."
"Mum, we talked about this." And now he's frustrated. "I agreed to try Yale in case Harvard didn't work out. But it did and I want to go there."
"But Yale has much better business law."
"Have you thought about me not wanting to do business law?"
"So what, you want to be an underpaid DA like your dad?"
"That underpaid DA has an amazing house and never had a problem with money."
"Yeah, because he married a rich actress." They're both silent for a while. Aaron's really trying not to yell at his mother. "I'm sorry, sweetie, I don't want to badmouth your dad."
"Really? Because you've done nothing else since your divorce. Whatever, mum," he adds quickly before she can say something more. "I'm going to Harvard this September. I'll see you after the end of the semester."
He ends the call before she has a chance to say something more.
He knows she loves him and that she just doesn't know how to tell him. But she never asks what is it that he wants.
He fires a text at Michael.

Finishing last essays before next week's finals. Need to chill this weekend. Any plans?

Clueless 16

24. června 2017 v 12:00 | Sandra |  Clueless
Aaron's a nervous wreck.
There aren't any pressing deadlines or tests now, he's just supposed to prepare for his finals. But he can't pay attention even to this little.
He spent the whole Saturday with Michael and it was the last time that he was actually at ease. He spent Sunday with Blaire, mostly just messing around with their dance dance revolution before going back to his dorms, but even that didn't make him so relaxed.
Since he came back he's been checking his mail every five minutes. It didn't matter if he was talking with Sabih or in one of his classes, he had his phone in his hand all the time.

Clueless 15

22. června 2017 v 12:00 | Sandra |  Clueless
They talk about what Michael was doing for the last few weeks. Aaron knows the basics from their texts, but he wants to know more. He laughs when Michael describes Josh' torture in the form of Kings being out of the Stanley cup run and grimaces when he tells him Tori canceled three times because she was needed in the hospital.
Aaron's interested in what's Michael saying, he really is. It's just that Harvard is supposed to start sending out emails that weekend and he finds himself checking his phone regularly.
"And then Tony suck me off in the bathroom."
"There's no way he's as good at it as I am," Aaron replies, but he can feel his cheeks redden. He is paying attention, okay? You can't be a student without learning to multitask. But he gets the hint and quickly shoves his phone back to his pocket. "Sorry, I don't mean to seem uninterested. So, was Josh pissed enough to leave the two of you alone in the bar?"

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