demonbelthazor: (Bel is totally AU)
demonbelthazor ([personal profile] demonbelthazor) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-01-20 01:24 pm

5th Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

After a strange conversation with Phoebe, Bel headed to the common room. Spreading some love and joy would brighten his mood.

The common room was a mess after the party from the night before. Bel waved his hand, setting the room to right. The walls and furniture became bright and cheery colors, and plates of nutritious yet delicious snacks and glasses of orange juice filled the tables. The TV was playing "Extreme Makeover: Home Edition" (because people helping other people was quality entertainment suitable for all ages).

He left the glitter, however, because glitter was always fun.

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"How can I believe a demon? Aren't you from down there?" She lifted her brows and pointed downward with her forefinger.

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
She chuckled. "Oh, Bel, you poor thing." She grabbed his hand again. "You are so confused. Do you want me to conk you upside the head to see if that helps at all?" She was teasing. Of course she was.

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Want me to squeeze some sense into you then?" She was highly amused. He spoke sternly; was it the best he could do?

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Are there different ways of squeezing?" She asked with a curious lift of her brow.

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh dear god. Annette refrained from rolling her eyes or making any sort of snorting sound.

"Do you want a hug, Bel? I don't think I could bruise you, even if I tried."

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Smiling, she walked into his arms and hugged him tight. Then tighter. As tight as she could possibly squeeze, doing her best to shake him too, knock some of that joy clean out of him.

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
She wouldn't let go yet and her face was turning red. "Not yet. Just a little more." Deep breath. Tighter and tighter. "How..do..you..feel?"

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Annette dropped her arms immediately and gazed up at him, dumbfounded, her jaw dropping and everything.

"Wha?"

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
She was hysterically laughing inside. Really.

"Do you love me, Bel?"

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"So, it is safe to say that you would have sex with everyone in here because you love everyone?"

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
She snorted. "You mean the discomfort of you blatantly asking them for sex? Bel, have you turned into a man-whore? Is it money you need? I can lend you money. It's no big deal. This joy stuff, really...come on now."

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
She wouldn't laugh. But dang if her nose wasn't tingling.

"Gigolo? Escort? Heslut?" The scolding was good. Nice. She liked it.

"Do you use whips and chains?"