《airplanes(Thiam)》chapter 3: Vegas Baby!
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Liam woke with a jolt. Again. This time however the punch wasn't just to the window next to him but to his arm.
"Ow!" Liam groaned, shifting on his seat, neck aching from the awkward angle.
"I swear to god Liam, if you keep snoring I will make you sleep outside." Theo said, voice raspy with lack of sleep.
"I don't snore!" Liam said stiffly.
"You do." Theo said instantly. "I didn't sleep at all last night because you wouldn't shut up. You know I walked to mcdonalds so I could get away from it for a second? You were rattling the windows."
"I don't snore."
"Really? Okay. Then what's this." Theo said. Liam flinched as a too bright phone screen was shoved in his face. Theo's arm poking through the partition between the seats. Liam watched as the video begun to play. It was of him, his face speckled with blood, his clothes still the torn messes they had been earlier that day. His head was thrown back in the chair at an awkward angle, his mouth gaping open as snores ripped out of him.
"You took a video of me sleeping?!" Liam screeched. "What the hell! Delete that now that's so cree-"
"I figured you'd try and lie about not snoring." Theo said.
"Yeah well...you hog the blankets." Liam said lamely.
"There's only one blanket."
"And you didn't even offer it to me." Liam said. Theo raised an eyebrow.
"You're dragging me to the grand canyon, without money, or food or fucking clothes and you think I'm going to give you my blanket?"
"Well I-"
"Jesus I didn't want to start a conversation, Liam. I just wanted you to stop snoring." Theo groaned.
"I didn't even know I did it, how am I meant to stop it?" Liam grumbled.
"Roll on your side." Theo ordered.
"We're in a car, I can't roll over."
"It's a truck. and maybe you should have thought of that before you forced me to come with you on a road trip without bringing any money."
"Oh my god I said I'm sorry!"
"No you didn't. You said 'we can live without money, it'll be fine.' and have been complaining ever since." Theo said. Liam ignored the way Theo pitched his voice a good few levels higher when he was imitating him.
"It's not my fault I'm hungry."
"It's going to be your fault when I beat you to death for keeping me awake." Theo grumbled. "Just shut up and roll over so-"
"I can't roll, my hips will not let me sit that way." Liam snapped. Theo jerked his hand out, slamming it down on the side of the chair leaving Liam screeching when it suddenly dropped backwards, almost crushing Theo's legs as it reclined almost all the way back.
"You're welcome." Theo said sarcastically. Liam scoffed, shifting onto his side and holding in the small sigh or relief at the nicer position.
"You could have just told me the seats reclined."
"I thought you weren't as dumb as you look. At least I know better for next time now."
"You're such an asshole." Liam sighed.
"At least I don't snore." Theo said softly. Liam tilted his head to glare at Theo only for Theo to smirk and bring his knee up, kicking the head rest to Liam's chair. "Don't scowl just because you know I'm right.
"Hayden never complained about snoring."
"Well if you were giving me orgasms I doubt I'd complain about snoring either."
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*
Theo didn't snore, but he did drool. At least he did that night, Liam wasn't sure if it was a regular occurrence or if it was just his body totally crashing after no sleep after a fight and a hundred or so miles worth of driving stuck with someone who apparently snores, something Liam would feel bad about if Theo hadn't taken that stupid video of him.
But he had and so, really, it was only fair that Liam got his own back and the chance came when he looked away from his phone for the first time in four hours and saw Theo still curled up on the back seat, sleeping soundly with a small pool of drool on his arm where he was using it as a pillow. Liam couldn't exactly not take a photo.
Theo woke up when the shutter sounded. Liam quickly flipped over, hiding his phone against his chest as he listened to Theo waking up. He heard the quick slap of skin as he rubbed the drool off his arm.
"Why are you pretending to sleep?" Theo asked, voice husky.
"Um." Liam hummed, rolling back over slowly on the chair. Theo had propped himself up, blanket still tucked around his waist as he stretched out his legs in the back-seat, rolling his neck. "I didn't know what else to do?"
"Saying good morning is usually a good start." Theo grumbled, hands scrubbing at his face. Stubble beginning to poke out along his skin.
"You need to shave." Liam said. Theo blinked, dropping his hands.
"Well, good morning to you too." Theo said slowly.
"I mean, I do too." Liam corrected, rubbing his hand across his own jaw and feeling the stubble sticking out. "I just realised that you know, we need to shave and don't have razors."
"Could have something to do with you dragging me on a road trip in the middle of the night completely unpre-"
"Yes, I get it you think I'm an idiot for not planning but you see, that's the idea of being spontaneous and I stayed up all night coming up with a plan for how we're going to get some money." Liam said.
"You did?" Theo asked skeptically. Liam grinned, bouncing in his seat. It was a great plan.
"Mh-hmm. We go to Vegas."
"Vegas?" Theo repeated. "Didn't your Mom specifically say don't go to-" Liam waved a hand to tell him to shut up.
"There's a casting call for extras! We'll get like eighty dollars each for it. I already called in and they said we just need to turn up and-"
"Liam. If you've signed us up for a porno I swear I wi-"
"Okay, Gross." Liam said. "Look, it's one day. It's basically on the way-"
"It's not on the way."
"And then we'll have some money. Mom said don't go to Vegas because she doesn't want us drinking or gambling and we won't be. We'll be acting."
"Can you act?" Theo asked
"Can you?" Liam replied.
"I joined and dismantled your entire pack. Yes, Liam, I can act...What about the pictures we're meant to send to your Mom. You know, the three a day that show where we are?"
"Already got it covered." Liam said, pulling out his phone and shoving it to Theo.
"Is that..A Photoshopped photo of you at the grand canyon?"
"Yeah, I found this app that-"
"You're an idiot." Theo said stiffly. "You think she won't realise that that photo is obviously just off of google images?"
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"My Mom doesn't even know what google images is. It'll be fine." Liam urged. Theo let out a tired huff. "Look, all the sites say that seeing the grand canyon at sunrise is like..the best time to do it. So we go to Vegas, we make some money and then we ride for Arizona!" Theo's fingers tapped against the steering wheel a few times before he gave a quick nod.
"What time do we have to be there?"
"Nine thirty, so we have just over two hours to-" Theo took off leaving Liam yelling for him to wait so he could put his seatbelt on.
*
"It's gaudy." Theo said bluntly as they drove through the streets of Vegas searching for the address Liam had been given. "Whys everything so big? And loud."
"Really? You don't like Vegas?" Liam asked, poking his head out the window like a dog to look at the towering buildings and flashing lights.
"Why are you so surprised?"
"It's the city of sin, figured you'd be right at home here."
"You're hilarious." Theo scoffed. "So what's this acting thing about?"
"No clue." Liam said bluntly. He could feel Theo's eyes on him immediately. "The ad didn't say much. It was on craigslist."
"And they're paying eighty dollars for extras? That doesn't sound fake at all."
"It'll be fine."
"We're going to get jumped." Theo said.
*
They didn't get jumped. Liam sort of wishes they did though because despite it not being a porno it was very weird.
A guy named Rocket was the 'director'. A guy who'd taken one look at Theo and decided that despite it being a wedding scene Theo needed to have his top off. Which really, at that point was hilarious because Theo being instructed to strip down in a chapel by a guy who stunk of pot and get to 'hair and make-up' where he would be lathered with oil so he glistened was one of the most amusing things Liam had ever seen. Especially when Theo had agreed and got an extra twenty dollars in hand.
That was until Theo was sitting slick with oil and Rocket was rubbing his chest and offering another hundred if he went into the back room for a few minutes and Liam had suggested he go and Theo had punched him square in the jaw hard enough to break it before yanking him out of the chapel. Explaining, loudly, on the way out that he was not going to sleep with anyone for money.
"I said I'm sorry." Liam said once again as Theo let out another string of curses from the bathroom. The good thing was, they got the money before, the bad was that apparently, oil wasn't easy to wash off even with an actual shower. Not that it was much of one, a hundred and eighty dollars was good, but still not exactly a lot. Theo stormed out of the bathroom, hair wet, towel thrown around his face and chest still glistening, now an odd mix of oil and water.
"Do you have any washing up liquid?"
"Yeah, you know, I forgot clothes, a toothbrush and money but I remember to bring my fairy liquid with me." Liam said. Theo's eyes narrowed dangerously and Liam chanced a tentative smile. "Come on. It's not like it's that bad."
"You almost sold me as a whore!" Theo screamed.
"I didn't realise that's what he meant by 'going in the backroom'." Liam hissed. "I thought he just wanted to show you something! I wasn't trying to say you're a prostitute."
"Why did you think he was rubbing me?!"
"I'm sorry! Okay! I promise I won't almost accidentally sell you for sexual favours again. You happy now?" Liam yelled.
"Ecstatic." Theo said dryly flopping down onto his bed. His fingers scrubbing at the oil on his skin with a frown. Liam watched. Wondering how painful his death would be if he told Mason about this when they went home. He chewed his nail, trying to think of something to say that wasn't enough of a half hearted apology.
"You know." Liam said slowly. Theo's eyes raised to meet his. "I'm starting to realise why Mom didn't want me going to Vegas." Theo's lips twitched, a rumble of a laugh rolling out of him that left his face lighting up and made his shoulder shake.
"You're an idiot." Theo said and Liam couldn't help but notice how fond it was.
"I think, we should have a truce."
"A truce?" Theo asked.
"From here on out no fighting, or insulting each other. Or bring up any past stuff. We're just..Two guys on a road trip."
"Five feet apart coz they're not gay."
"What?"
"Sorry. Reminded me of a vine."
"You know what vine is?"
"I'm eighteen Liam." Theo scoffed. "Of course I know what vine is. Now, Go get me some damn washing up liquid so I can get clean." Theo said, stalking back into the bathroom.
"Is that a yes to a truce?"
"I never insult you anyway!" Theo shouted. Liam scoffed.
"Liar!"
"You lasted less than a minute without insulting me, well done Dunbar!" Theo called. "Now go get me-"
"Yeah I'm going!"
If anyone had asked Liam a few months ago what he'd do if he were ever in Vegas with Theo Raeken he'd probably have said 'I'd kill him'. He wouldn't have imagined that he'd be sitting stifling his laughter as Theo grumbled profanities washing oil off his chest ten feet away, with the scent of citrus drifting from the bathroom as he lathered himself in washing up liquid.
He definitely wouldn't have imagined that once he was dry and dressed he would have wrestled with him until they were kicked out of the motel room when he'd sent Theo two texts, one a picture of him drooling that morning and another of Theo standing blank faced as people rubbed oil over his abs, an Elvis minister visible behind him and Theo had tried to get Liam to delete them.
Theo hadn't managed to delete either photo but he still had the video of Liam snoring so Liam wasn't really sure who won that round.
They both forgot about them when they suddenly found themselves outside the motel, the owner storming away after scolding them like they were children for 'waking the guests'.
"It's 3pm!" Theo yelled after the manager. "Who's sleeping?"
"It's Vegas! Everyone who's in a motel is passed out with a hangover dickhead!" The owner called back. Liam's mouth dropped open.
"Yeah well! Your water pressure sucks!" Theo snapped.
"That's what you're going with? The water pressure?" Liam asked. Theo shoved him.
"Shut up." Theo said through the edges of a smile. "Where do we go now? And if you say you found an acting job I will-"
"We could go site seeing, or to eat. I'm starving."
"You just wasted forty bucks on a motel room for two hours. You think we can afford food?"
"I saw a mcdonalds down the road."
"Fine."
*
Eating with Theo was strange, sure it wasn't a fancy meal but it was still more..intimate than the cold egg mcmuffins and bags of chips they'd consumed so far. Mainly because they actually sat at a table and Theo wasn't trying to eat while driving.
Stuck sitting across from him Liam couldn't help realise that Theo was a weird eater. First it was the fries where he ate the ends first, biting off one side then flipping it round to eat the other edge before he'd eat the rest of it in one bite. The the burger where he picked out the little slices of pickle, like Mason did, but unlike Mason he didn't just leave them in the box to be thrown away later but instead ate them on their own. He also only ate half the burger, wrapping the other half back up 'for later'. Liam wasn't sure why anyone would want to save half a mcdonalds burger for later but he wasn't about to ask, instead he just ate his own food, ignoring Theo's look of disgust as he dipped his chips in BBQ sauce.
"What now?" Theo asked when Liam had finished hoovering up his chips fingers walking across the table, flicking small pieces of spilt salt.
"I want a mcflurry." Liam said.
"I meant where are we going."
"We could go to the strip. Have a look around Vegas."
"You're too young to go in most places." Theo said with a smug grin.
"I didn't mean gambling, just..You know site seeing."
"You going full tourist on me? Do I need to get you a fanny pack and some high waisted sho-"
"Is that you saying you don't want to walk around?"
"We can look around for a bit."
"Okay."
"Go get your ice cream Liam."
Twenty minutes later and Liam was bored, it wasn't that walking around Vegas wasn't cool. Because it was, there were lights and buildings and..you know..more lights and buildings but it was just apart from the fountains that shot water that lit up like fire, it was kind of like being a kid in a candy shop when they didn't have any money. Every cool thing they saw was either too expensive for both of them to have a go or it was just too expensive to justify it.
Theo had had to pull Liam away from a temporary tattoo stall to explain that to him though. Liam had finished his mcflurry and was now left listening to Theo suck at the straw of the milkshake he bought obnoxiously loudly. He'd also been banned from taking photo's after he'd almost dropped his phone into a fountain.
"Let's do something." Liam whined.
"We're still poor." Theo reminded him.
"There has to be something cheap enough for us to-"
"You any good at air hockey?"
"What?" Liam asked, Theo's head tilted in the direction of an arcade. "Seriously? You want to play air hockey?" Theo shrugged.
"If it'll shut you up for five minutes."
"Isn't it 'too expensive'?"
"Do you want to play or not?"
"Of course I want to play." Liam grumbled, stomping towards the door.
Theo was brutal at air hockey. Liam was sure they would get kicked out soon thanks to the swear words he was spitting continuously. Theo hit hard and with enough power that it left the puck flinging off the table more than once when Liam had tried to return the shot.
Even when Liam got a good shot in Theo would manage to save it. Liam had never been more pissed off to play against someone else with werewolf reflexes, if only because it took far too long for either of them to score and when it did happen it was Theo. Liam had even tried to cheat to get a point. When Theo had taken a drink while Liam was scooping the puck up from where Theo had got his third point, he'd tried to quickly slam it across the table and into Theo's goal while he was distracted. It hadn't worked. Theo had slammed it back across the table without even stopping the slurping at the straw and the puck had landed neatly in Liam's goal with a small Ping.
By the time the game was over, the puck ricocheting into Liam's goal once again Liam's hands were shaking, not with anger, which was a surprising change but with adrenaline and not 'im about to die' adrenaline but normal competitive adrenaline that he loved. Theo was grinning from ear to ear, smug as anything and Liam couldn't even bring himself to care that the score was 7 nil because it had by far been the best game Liam had played in years, even if it ended in his crushing defeat.
"How the hell did you do that?" Liam asked, looking up from the table in shock. "That was insane."
"The goals like four inches wide. It's not exactly hard to guard it." Theo said.
"Yeah but-"
"I thought you were meant to be good at sports."
"It's air hockey. It's not a sport."
"Spoken like a sore loser." Theo hummed, wandering away from the table. Liam hated that a small bubble of laughter that escaped him.
"You're a gloating winner aren't you?" Liam asked, following Theo through the arcade as he eyed the other games.
"What's the point in playing if you don't win and can't gloat about it."
"I think the point of playing is meant to be taking part." Liam said.
"You're the kinda kid who was really happy to get his 'participation medal' on sports day weren't you?"
"No, I was generally winning. I definitely would have beaten you back then. I've always been good at sports, I didn't need the werewolf thing to bring it."
"What makes you think I wasn't good at sports before?"
"You had asthma and were friends with Scott and Stiles." Liam said easily. Theo laughed.
"Fair point. Come on, let's go. We've spent enough money in here."
"We spent a dollar Theo." Liam said, still it didn't stop him from following Theo to the door. As he stepped outside he heard a scream from overhead. Liam's head snapped up, watching as people flew past, hollering loudly as they zoomed on zip wires. The two watched until the people had disappeared into small dots.
"Woah." Liam breathed, eyeing the way they'd come from, following the zip wire that spanned out of the walk they were in.
"That looked awesome." Liam said breathlessly, his eyes falling to Theo who was still looking at domed roof and zip lines overhead. The man gave a hum of agreement."Dude. I know we haven't got much money but-" A grin grew on Theo's face.
"Let's go." Theo said, voice rushed as he took off, following the wire's back down the path.
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