Post by cyrus james costello on May 9, 2012 23:35:06 GMT -5
if someone had told cyrus costello a few years back that he would be taking one damen berta out on a date, he would've thought that they were insane. not that he wasn't attracted to damen, because from the moment that he'd seen the blonde he'd been attracted to him. and it also was not because the two didn't get along. because really, cyrus liked to think that they'd developed a pretty good friendship while co-staring in a muppet's christmas. in all reality cyrus really couldn't pinpoint the reason why he found that taking damen out on a date wasn't something that he'd ever imagined. it just wasn't. not that it hadn't crossed his mind in the years between seeing the other man. the fact of the matter was that a few years ago, he'd had a boyfriend. and he had been pretty intent on keeping that boyfriend until his dying day. in the end, cyrus really was a loyal thing through and through.
but, time changed things, and his and kalua's relationship hadn't lasted, and somehow here he was with damen back in his life. it was odd. it was something he couldn't find any sort of reason for besides the fact that it was some sort of coincidence. and even though it seemed to be by some kind of odd ball miracle that he had damen back in his life, it didn't bother him. enough strange things had happened to him. stranger things that running into someone he knew back in high school in a place that he'd never expected to run into him. and maybe he was just all the bit happier about it. because, damen was funny. and damen was someone he got along with. and even though that blonde was a sass from hell, he liked the boy. more than he probably should.
so there he was, driving to damen's house to pick him up for their date. the plaque that was expected sitting on the passenger's seat. for a while there he was sure that he was going to be short the strange thing that sat in his passenger's seat. a plaque reading "cyrus' favorite diva". and if it weren't for the fact that cyrus mentioned having such a thing, he never would've had to find one. but, damen expected one. and he had some sort of feeling if he hadn't shown up with said item that he would get some sort of door in his face. or at least several lippy comments. those were to be expected with the berta boy, though, and truth be told cyrus was more than a little fond of them.
for damen kept him on his toes. kept him intrigued by simply being a talented son of a bitch. by pulling him out of his comfort zone time and time again. cyrus was already more than well aware that by the end of the production that brought the two of them together cyrus would be on the stage on opening night instead of behind the curtains watching his dances be performed by the other actors. and it would all be because of damen. and his way of bossing this costello boy around.
with a bit of a chuckle cyrus turned off his car and got out, being sure to grab the damn plaque. with a ruffle of his hair he made his way to the door tapping his knuckles against the grain in a melodic fashion. here went nothing.
