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[Fic] Extreme remedies

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Title: Extreme remedies
Fandom: The Comfort
RPS Characters: Alessandro Borghese
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PG Wordcount: 586
Warning: pre-slash
Disclaimer: are real people indicated that they belong to themselves, none of what I wrote is true, nor will I ever earn a dime.
Note: This story follows the prompt war proposed from the epic COW-T maridichallenge and is a spin off of The Cook always knocks three times .

Summary: In love and war anything goes.



If it were anyone else, Alexander would have long since given up. He heard the voice of common sense, and agree not to like - not all are obliged to find it attractive, after all - and would have ended there. Good friends and forget it. But the person in question is Robert drastically change things.

work well together, throw digs and have fun, the times they leave to take a drink, the conversation is crackling and ironic, and time spent together flies. Among them is an undeniable chemistry which appears from gestures and expressions in a way so obvious that even Chiara has noticed. Everything suggests that Mr Alexander is equally fascinated by what Alexander is fascinated by him. Yet not a single
flirt, not a single wink was never caught. Each approach, from the conventional to the most creative, the more explicit than veiled, it seems like spring water washes, without the slightest nod of recognition - paid the same way as a joke in bad taste slightly, and then immediately forgotten. It is possible that Robert did not notice them, and yet it is so.

This does not prevent him from being caught from time to time to fix air-numb the mouth of Alexander, or the piece of collarbone left uncovered by the collar, or his other body parts more attractive. This rules out the conjecture of "not interested, but too nice to throw him in the face" that the chef had assumed at first. Then the theory remains the "for him it is inconceivable that I there is trying, once rejected the" too naive to understand "(which was never really an option, knowing Roberto), and while leaving some hope, not is actually a much more reassuring.
After trying every tactic that came to mind with no appreciable results, Alessandro you decide: You need a plan. A new line of action so as not to be taken as a character quirk. Something concrete and tangible to remove all doubt, and a good dose of risk figures of shit understand why he says seriously. In love and war anything goes , she used to tell his mother - at least the first great expert - and that's damned if this time did not prove to provide unambiguous as things stand.

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is the time. Alessandro
stops walking back and forth nervously as soon as the minute hand click on the ten to two, and with measured steps and decided to head towards the bathroom. As it enters the shower suit, leaving only his shoes off ( is suede calf, and then the listener Enzo? ) is pleased with himself for having agreed in advance with the hotel, changing the reservation. The strength of the great strategists is to plan everything down to the smallest detail, and it sounds just as Alexander commanded a clear mind is a prerequisite for a good chef. With a roguish smile

open water, leaving the jet's completely wets the bottom of his jeans. It also ensures that some sketches end up on the suitcase, left in the bathroom for this purpose. Front of the mirror hair system as suggested by Enzo, loosing the first two buttons of the collar and roll up their sleeves to the elbow, carefully checking the overall results. After a last glance at her reflection collect the suitcase out of the bathroom with a deep breath and opened the door.
desperate times ...