SAD SOULMATE AU

[crimeson]

[So hey, Kaine is being released from prison! But first he's gotta meet his parole officer. Of course, Kaine is in a pretty high security class, so they probably assigned him some hardass who'd shove him back in prison at the drop of a hat...

But when he's brought to the meeting room, the door opens on a handsome redhead balancing his chair on two legs, hands folded behind his head. He's in uniform for now, looks pretty nice all buttoned up, but his vibes are still so casual when he brings the chair back down on all four legs and raises a hand in a wave.]

Heya!

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[markofkaine]

You mean like how my current address is suspiciously close to yours, if anyone ever cross checked?

Yeah, shocking.

[He's going to the fridge to get cold water]

[crimeson]

Nah, I've already set up a dummy situation there with mail forwarding. For me, for the record. Anyone comes acknockin', this place is yours.

[tips his head so he's looking at him upside down]

It's more, mmm, timing? And suspicious good luck on paper.

[markofkaine]

[Raises... brow...]

What do you mean.

[crimeson]

People are invested in you being fucked over, dude. They won't be thrilled you're fine actually, and not starvin' on the streets.

[markofkaine]

[Grunts,]

I wouldn't be starving either way, I'd be stealing it.

They'd have better luck trying to pin a revenge conspiracy on me.

[crimeson]

Cool, well, Imma have to fudge lease dates probably.

How was work?

[markofkaine]

I lifted heavy containers and then I put'em down.

[crimeson]

[drops the paperwork on the floor and rolls onto his belly to chinhands]

Bet you're makin' their lives easier, big strong man like you.

[markofkaine]

Actually, they hate my guts. I could put them outta work if I'm too efficient.

[ --flirting-->



His head]

[crimeson]

Then take it a lil easy.

[markofkaine]

It's not exactly riveting, sitting on my hands all day.

Pay sucks too.

[crimeson]

Mmph.

[puts his face down on the couch.

do not i-told-you-so the man.]

[markofkaine]

[rolls eyes,]

I can hear you thinking it.

[crimeson]

[muffled whine]

I'm being goooood...

[markofkaine]

[Huffs]

I'd probably get a raise if I did take over all their jobs. But...

[His conscience though]

[crimeson]

Yeah, don't. I'll see 'bout getting you ID.

[markofkaine]

[sighs and drops himself onto the other side of the couch]

I wonder if there's any point in doing a GED.

[crimeson]

You'll feel better than if I bullshat you one.

[markofkaine]

[He lets his eyes fall closed for a moment..]

I already know I can't get by on smarts.

[crimeson]

You ever gotten the chance to try?

[markofkaine]

My brother's the genius, not me.

Those genes didn't exactly pass over.

[crimeson]

Christ. You don't gotta be a genius, darlin'. I know I'm not.

[he is though]

[markofkaine]

[uh. Turns to look at him, perplexed]

"Darling"?

[crimeson]

...No good?

[markofkaine]

[Flatly,]

Do I look like a 'darling' to you?

[Obviously not, he's a pissy grouch and a hulking freak]