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[captain_fucking_magic]

It's been a weird few days for Harry. But weird in a good way, which is sort of what makes it weird. He's not really used to so many good things happening at once like that. He and Harmony are going out on Saturday (which, ok, that's going to be awkward since he's down to like, his last $40), he's got a job that doesn't involve moving heavy boxes across some nasty warehouse, and no-one's tried to shoot at him in several weeks.

He's celebrating by taking over Perry's sofa with a book he found in the office. He's half-way through The Sign of Four and wondering why no-one ever told him that the Victorians were into more than just melodramatic romance. He might have actually read these earlier if someone had bothered to tell him that there was actually a decent plot to them.

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[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Not those ones you stole off a bum. Do you have any jeans that don't have holes in them?"

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Yeah," Harry insists. "Of course I do."

They just don't fit him very well. He probably stole them off of one of the guys he used to live with.

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Do you mean those ones that look like elephant skin? Because you're not allowed to wear those either. I might have to go back there some day," Perry looks annoyed. "Why are you so scrawny?"

[captain_fucking_magic]

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?" Harry asks. "I--I'm not scrawny. Fuck off. I'm just... small. Ish. Small-ish. Shut up."

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Whatever you say, Chief," Perry looks annoyed. He feels like he's not only let the stray in to keep warm, but also that he's now buying it a collar 'just in case'. "Drink up, you're not going to get any girls looking like you lost a fight with the Goodwill bin."

[captain_fucking_magic]

If Perry were anyone else, Harry would dump his coffee out onto the floor. But he's Perry, and Harry both appreciates too much all that Perry's done for him and is frankly too scared of the guy to try anything quite so bold.

"I don't want any girls. I just want Harmony," he says after taking a small drink.

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

Oh my god. This person. Will be the death of him. Those fuckin' eyes man.

"Yeah, well, she won't be caught dead in any restaurant with you looking like that," Perry folds his arms, obstinately. He's already mentally flipping through the available choices and coming up with the inevitable decision that he will be spending some of today at the department store in town.

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Yeah, well, fine. I'll find something. We're not going out until Saturday."

OK, he doesn't actually have a plan. Who cares? He'll work something out.

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Look, I'll cut you a deal, because I'm a fucking angel," Perry leans forward. "Book the restaurant, clean your damn room, and we'll go down to Macy's. Don't fucking argue with me, if you screw it up with Harmony I get to spend the next six months listening to you bitch like a little girl."

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Room's mostly done," Harry says, maybe missing the point. "Just a couple of boxes and stuff. I can take those out to the trash later."

He takes another drink of his coffee before his mind catches hold of something else Perry said.

"Wait, what's at Macy's?"

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Clothes that were actually made after the year 2000? Hey, maybe we'll go mad and even get you some without holes," Perry gives Harry's sweats a sneer. "And maybe some that you know, actually fit you."

Even though he'll be kind of sorry to see the back of those sweats. Fuck off, you would be too.

"Don't think I'm doing this to get you laid. You work for me now. If anyone sees you looking like that, they'll think you're my abused house-boy."

[captain_fucking_magic]

Harry's going to connect that dot with another.

Just wait for it...

"So... Is this all gonna come out of my pay cheque, too?"

Well, we didn't say which dots he was going to connect.

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Yes," No. "Don't worry though, there's a sale. And no, you don't have a choice in the matter, I'm fed up with you looking like the Salvation Army threw up on you."

And if you think Perry's never had to man-handle a guy into a car and around a store before, you would be so very wrong.

[captain_fucking_magic]

Harry looks less than pleased with this arrangement.

"Yeah, fine. Whatever," he says dismissively. "And while you're at it, you might as well just throw away all the stuff I brought with me."

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Why would I do that? Throw out your own damn clothes," Perry snaps. He'd never admit it, but he's got used to the stuff Harry slobs round the house in. He'd even miss it.

[captain_fucking_magic]

"No. Fuck off. I like this stuff."

:(

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Well, fine then, keep it. Why are we even having this conversation? Idiot," Those fucking eyes man.

[captain_fucking_magic]

"I don't know. You're the one acting like some fucking prison guard," Harry says. "I was just saying that Harmony and me were going out, and you you started..."

He waved his hand vaguely in Perry's direction.

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Well, if you don't want my help, that's fine. Enjoy Denny's." Perry gets up, and goes to rinse his mug. "Hey, maybe it'll go as well as your first date when you got to the city. What was the name of her friend again?"

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Yeah. Fine. Whatever. Fuck off."

Harry just stares at his coffee.

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

Okay, touched a nerve there. Perry isn't sure what to do from here. Not when it comes to Harry, anyway. More coffee? Maybe more coffee would make him look kind of obsessive.

Any other ideas, smart-ass?

Perry tops up Harry's coffee and fills his own mug again.

"You know... You probably could get away with Olive Garden." This is a joke.

[captain_fucking_magic]

"No, it's fine. Whatever. I'll figure something out."

Probably. Knowing him, by knocking over a 7-Eleven and emptying the register. Not that he's really much of the smash and grab sort, but it wouldn't be the first time he tried something like that.


No, the first time wasn't very successful. Why do you ask?

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"By going to the store? Sounds like a plan." No flies on Perry, especially when he's seen your rap sheet.

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Maybe," Harry says with a shrug. "I don't know."

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"I really cannot believe you sometimes. I'm offering you help. There's not even anything in it for me, except maybe seeing you in something you didn't accidentally steal from a room-mate. But no, you'd rather rob a fucking liquor store, because why? It'll get you off?"

Perry stands up. Fuck him.