just rename this musebox 'the dump'

[traumatizing]

[If he hates parties, Terry hates the inter-label parties even more. It's exhausting being around all these people and pretending not to hate everything and everyone and having to introduce himself to all these Virgo people as if he cares about these conversations and doesn't just want to go back to his bed.]

[He's coming in from a smoke break (read: going outside in a desperate bid to get away from people for 10 minutes) when he bumps into someone on his way back in and immediately puts his hands out to steady whoever it was as if he's in any way bulky enough to knock someone bigger than a toddler over.]

Shit-- Sorry.

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[thelittlemerman]

Not many people proposition you do they?

[A hint of a smirk is back, like it's kind of a dig.]

[traumatizing]

[Wow okay]

That was a proposition? Because mostly it seemed like you being a dick.

[thelittlemerman]

[The worst grin.]

It can't be both?

[traumatizing]

Are you always like this?

[thelittlemerman]

[Finnick's grin falls off a bit and he sighs.]

Mostly when I'm bored.

[traumatizing]

[Jesus Christ. Terry rolls his eyes and pulls out his phone to look at the time, mostly just to decide if he's been at the party long enough. Somehow Finnick is managing to be more appealing than sticking around here, even if Terry still has yet to figure out how much of this douchebag thing he does is an act.]

[He can't believe this, but fuck it.]

You got a place in mind? I mean I can't exactly go back to yours.

[thelittlemerman]

I have friends at all the hotels around here.

[He pulls out his phone to glance at the map.]

It kind of comes with the territory. I can get myself in and then sneak you through a back door, if you don't want to be seen with me.

[traumatizing]

[He nods, because not being seen together sounds good, but then he realises that seems kinda shitty and even if Finnick's used to it he doesn't want to be that kind of guy.]

It's nothing to do with you, I just... [He looks down, a little self-concious.] I don't like people knowing shit about my personal life.

[thelittlemerman]

Mm. Lucky you, you get the luxury of keeping some things private.

[Finnick says it without a hint of bitterness. His manager always makes it seem like he needs to make just enough noise about his so-called love life to make sure he seems accessible, and something in Finnick makes him feel compelled to fall in line more often than not. He shows Terry his phone with a sly smile.]

Meet me at the Crown Suites a few blocks away. There's a stairwell exit on the right side of the building if you're looking at the entrance. I can meet you there in... let's say twenty minutes?

[traumatizing]

[He wants to say something about that, but then Finnick's showing him his phone so it seems like the conversation has moved on.]

Yeah-- see you there.

[thelittlemerman]

Good.

[Finnick smiles and gives Terry another once-over as he puts his phone in his pocket. Something about this feels good, like he's fulfilling a purpose. Like another notch in the bed post is a positive and important thing.]

[He turns to go.]

I'm getting a car. Don't take too long or else I'll clear out the minibar before you have a chance.

[And with that he is gone. Sorry Terry.]

[traumatizing]

[It doesn't take a huge amount of time for Terry to get there, he's pretty practiced at slipping out of parties and throwing up the hood on his jacket makes it easy to go about without being recognised.]

[It occurs to him once he gets there that he doesn't have Finnick's number to let him know he's here, but Terry's pretty sure it's not taken him the whole 20 minutes to get here so he just sits on the steps and waits.]

[thelittlemerman]

[Finnick happens to check his phone at about nineteen minutes and doesn't hurry to get down the stairs. When he swings the door open he makes a soft, almost surprised noise.]

Half expected you not to show up.

[traumatizing]

[Terry stands up with a sigh, dusting off the back of his pants with his hands just in case there's any dirt from the stairs or anything.]

Why wouldn't I?

[thelittlemerman]

You don't seem the type for random engagements.

[Finnick holds open the door and steps back to give Terry room to come through.]

Don't get me wrong, this is the way I preferred it to go.

[traumatizing]

Yeah, I get that a lot.

[He laughs a little as he passes by Finnick into the building, pulling his hood down once he's inside and dragging his hands through his hair to fluff it back up.]

I'm pretty sure at least one of my bandmates thinks I'm still a virgin.

[thelittlemerman]

I hope they're mistaken.

[He starts to lead the way up the stairs. They're on the third floor so it's a bit of a climb, but nothing too terrible.]

[traumatizing]

[He snorts]

No offence, but hooking up with some jerk from Virgo isn't what I'd pick for my first time.

[thelittlemerman]

[Finnick laughs. He wouldn't pick himself for his first time either.]

I should hope not.

[traumatizing]

Well rest assured, you don't have that responsibility to weather.

[thelittlemerman]

[Finnick smirks over his shoulder at Terry and continues leading him up, opening the door to the third floor and glancing out before he ushers Terry through. It's not too far down the hallway and when Finnick opens the door to the room it's clear he hasn't done much other than get started on a small bottle of champagne from the minibar.]

So.

[He turns to Terry once they're inside with the door closed and smirks dangerously.]

You have anything particular in mind?

[traumatizing]

Not really.

[He is gonna help himself to that champagne though, and toss his jacket on the back of a chair.]

I figured you had something in mind since you're the one who suggested this.

[thelittlemerman]

I always try not to get too far ahead of myself.

[He sits down on the bed and reclines against the headboard, looking at Terry and then tilting his head.]

How far have you been with men before?

[traumatizing]

[Despite his nonchalance, Terry does flush a little at the question, but it's a reasonable thing to ask given the situation so he can appreciate that. He leans against the wall with a sigh, thinking about how to answer the question.]

Most... of the way?

[Wow does he feel stupid.]

I mean I've never received, but aside from that...

[thelittlemerman]

[Finnick raises his eyebrows thoughtfully at Terry's response. He's not so presumptuous as to pursue something Terry's never done before if he's not going to indicate he'd like to start, so after a moment's deliberation he asks lightly:]

Do you want to fuck me?