Hartley Rathaway - Pied Piper (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
mostlyajerk) wrote2016-06-20 11:28 am
mostlyajerk) wrote2016-06-20 11:28 am
come out, come out, wherever you are
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"Have you ever been called a fag at school?" Hartley had stepped up to Cisco, seeing the opportunity since there was nobody else standing close. His eyebrows were raised, arms loosely folding when he leaned back against the desk.
This whole thing was so much more drawn out than it had to be. His co-workers just had to be a bunch of immature manchildren and he was very much sick of it, but what was he going to do? The nation's leading scientists, right. God bless America.
He didn't actually think that most of them meant any harm. They were simply idiots, something most of the world couldn't seem to help being. But at least some of them were willing to open their minds. Cisco... Well. Cisco hated him and it was mostly mutual, so what was he really expecting? Nothing much, but at least he could make him uncomfortable.
This whole thing was so much more drawn out than it had to be. His co-workers just had to be a bunch of immature manchildren and he was very much sick of it, but what was he going to do? The nation's leading scientists, right. God bless America.
He didn't actually think that most of them meant any harm. They were simply idiots, something most of the world couldn't seem to help being. But at least some of them were willing to open their minds. Cisco... Well. Cisco hated him and it was mostly mutual, so what was he really expecting? Nothing much, but at least he could make him uncomfortable.
Edited 2016-06-20 09:37 (UTC)
"Oh yeah." It wasn't even a sexuality thing, it was just a word guys threw around at each other to be dicks. Cisco had been called them all. Fag, homo, queer, gay. Didn't mean that either of them meant anything. Didn't mean he was one either. They were just words. He got called dork, girl and wuss a lot and he was like ... two out of the three but that wasn't the point. Name calling wasn't self fulfilling.
Cisco stubbornly stayed glaring down at the project he was working on, fine tuning the project he was working on, screwdriver in hand, pretending it needed his entire focus.
"Dude, I didn't call you a fag, okay? Peters did. It wasn't me." He just laughed. And implied some stuff later. Okay, not much better but dude, he never said fag.
Cisco stubbornly stayed glaring down at the project he was working on, fine tuning the project he was working on, screwdriver in hand, pretending it needed his entire focus.
"Dude, I didn't call you a fag, okay? Peters did. It wasn't me." He just laughed. And implied some stuff later. Okay, not much better but dude, he never said fag.
"Or cocksucker. I heard that too, do you like using that?" Seemed like a valid question. Cisco appeared to be among the most clueless people he'd ever had to deal with. "See, I'm not surprised you had people calling you a fag. Seems about right."
He was really just trying to get the expected rise out of him. The defensiveness. Nothing worse than the implication of being less than straight, he knew how it went.
He was really just trying to get the expected rise out of him. The defensiveness. Nothing worse than the implication of being less than straight, he knew how it went.
"Look, if you've got such a problem with me, go to Doctor Wells." Cisco was sure he could argue better with him than like this. Yes, he may have called Hartley a cocksucker but he got caught up in the moment, all the other guys were talking about how Hartley had to have fucked his way into that position and Cisco was pissed! Hartley spend a good half an hour criticising everything he'd done that day, even the stuff he was proud of. And it was barely constructive, it was mostly 'you're a moron, do it again' so yeah, okay, he said something bad but he felt justified.
Cisco paused and looked up at Hartley, frowning at the way he threw that insult at him. God. If he could punch him in the face, he would have by now. "Screw you, I'm not gay! It's not right at all, it's just people being dicks. I'm not like you."
Cisco paused and looked up at Hartley, frowning at the way he threw that insult at him. God. If he could punch him in the face, he would have by now. "Screw you, I'm not gay! It's not right at all, it's just people being dicks. I'm not like you."
"Yeah, you're not like me. Doesn't matter whether you're gay, straight or anything else. The difference is that I at least know why insults are insulting. When you call me a fag or a cocksucker, I'm not insulted because I'm ashamed of being gay or sucking cock. I'm insulted because you idiots believe that's what I should be ashamed of." Hartley shook his head, looking at Cisco and his suddenly so very aggressive stance. "I'm arrogant. I'm rude. I'm a snob, I'm a perfectionist, I'm a thousand things that are actually bad traits and you focus on insulting my sexuality? You and your friends really need to work on not making yourself look worse than me."
"I never called you a fag. And they're not my friends." They were people he was working with on a project and new members of the 'we hate Hartley' club. The ever building, ever growing club. "Look, I'm busy, okay? I'm working on that project you insisted I redo so why don't you take this whole speech thing and go away. I don't need it, I get it. Homophobia is bad. Check. Still doesn't make me gay, still doesn't make you not a dick." And with that, Cisco looked back down, trying not to let himself get pulled into a proper argument. He knew he'd end up looking like a dick.
Edited 2016-06-20 10:05 (UTC)
"You haven't 'got it'. You are just really lucky that I happen to be a dick, because that makes it easier for you to pretend you're not homophobic." Hartley rolled his eyes and pushed away from the desk, pulling out his phone. He needed something today, something other than heteronormative bullshit dished out to him by severely incompetent people. He scoffed and finished a quick text, then put his phone away. Him and Axel had tried and failed at dating, but that didn't mean he wasn't just about the gayest company he could imagine for a night out.
What were you up to?
You don't have to cancel, I've other people.
You don't have to cancel, I've other people.
You should stop posting your secrets on twitter. Just saying.
Mostly fine. Today made me actually miss you.
Mostly fine. Today made me actually miss you.
Mostly.
Also because the world is too straight and I'm this close to just bleaching my hair again and wearing short shorts to work.
Also because the world is too straight and I'm this close to just bleaching my hair again and wearing short shorts to work.
I don't think coming to work looking like Draco Malfoy is going to improve my credibility. They all think I let my boss fuck me. Only reason I could get hired.
So, yes, let's go be gay. Any suggestions?
So, yes, let's go be gay. Any suggestions?
I don't know, from what I hear from your daily rants no one there likes you and they think you're a spoilt brat so why not just roll into it and go full Malfoy? And people are dicks, why are you even shocked by this?
I know a club. Let's go there and get our drink on. Looking as gay as possible.
I know a club. Let's go there and get our drink on. Looking as gay as possible.
Because I do have a boss and I'd like to be somewhat professional. I'm not shocked, Ax, I'm just tired. I thought I could maybe one day work somewhere people hate me for my personality, not my orientation.
How gay are we talking?
How gay are we talking?
Thanks for the vote of confidence. <3
You're hot without sleeves. You only own tight pants. I approve.
I'm feeling like being gay and hot. Not sure how to dress for that.
You're hot without sleeves. You only own tight pants. I approve.
I'm feeling like being gay and hot. Not sure how to dress for that.
I only want tight pants. I have a great ass, I'm not hiding it.
Also wear tight pants and wear that tight green shirt where I can see your abs through it. Sexy and pretty gay.
If you're not feeling pants, I got some stuff you can borrow. I forget if we discussed this but where do you stand on skirts?
Also wear tight pants and wear that tight green shirt where I can see your abs through it. Sexy and pretty gay.
If you're not feeling pants, I got some stuff you can borrow. I forget if we discussed this but where do you stand on skirts?
Green shirt, you got it.
I've done kilts before, so that's roughly the same thing. No offence, Scottish people. Though my ass is about my best feature, so that's a consideration.
I've done kilts before, so that's roughly the same thing. No offence, Scottish people. Though my ass is about my best feature, so that's a consideration.
Oh, I've been in your closet. Ironically.
Whatever you say, you've got taste. I'm going to find myself a scared wannabe straight. Or the queerest queen I could find, but I already had you.
Whatever you say, you've got taste. I'm going to find myself a scared wannabe straight. Or the queerest queen I could find, but I already had you.
You know, I don't think I was ever in the closet. Metaphorically speaking. When I was ten, I remember wearing a tiara and trying to get another boy to dance with me. And he did. And I was a princess :D it was magical.
I win that title, I won't even deny it. You'll look hot, we'll get you laid. If we can't, you can just fuck me again.
I win that title, I won't even deny it. You'll look hot, we'll get you laid. If we can't, you can just fuck me again.
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