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Who: Nick, Monroe, Yuji, Ray, John, Kotetsu, and Barnaby
What: Thanksgiving! A really, really nontraditional one, but it still counts
Where: Nick's apartment
When: Thursday and possibly into Friday

This'll be the first time that Nick did something for Thanksgiving that wasn't just him and Yuji grabbing food while working, or an awkward dinner with distant relatives, in years. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't looking forward to it.

After he'd sent out interest gauging texts and received mostly positive answers, he'd sent out a mass text to everyone involved giving the address of his apartment and an approximate time to be there, along with the message: 'If you want to bring a dish or something, you can, but don't worry about it. Alcohol'll be available, but some people coming don't drink, so please be respectful. Anyone who wants to stay the night is welcome to crash here.'

Although he's already told a few people about Monroe's current difficulties, he'd send out individual follow up texts mentioning that Monroe'd gotten a complicated pulse and was still trying to get a handle on it, and requesting that no one wear red.

He hadn't decorated or anything, but he had cleaned, so the apartment's all but spotless. He's in charge of the turkey, and it's roasting away in the oven, with the rest of the kitchen available for anyone who wants to use it to make side dishes or dessert or whatever else. A number of them are already made, and either on the table awaiting dinner time or scattered about the apartment for snacking on before dinner's ready. Non-alcoholic drinks are set out on the coffee table, while the alcohol's in the fridge, should anyone want to grab themselves a drink.

(For reference, Nick's apartment looks something like this, but with a much smaller loft area - just the sitting area to the left above the stairs, which doubles as a guest space. And the double doors to the right of the stairs would be closed, since they lead to his bedroom. XD)

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"If I don't have a reason to scream, I'm not gonna scream."

Ray can comply with this bright side nonsense as long as there is food and booze. He lets Yuji aim him at the table and immediately locates the alcohol.

"If I wasn't so sure Nick would kill me, I'd take you to the guest room and... give you a good reason to scream..."

It was a horrible, horrible time for innuendo, but. Maybe it would lighten the mood. Or at least change the subject to something laughable, instead of tense.

If Yuji was trying to keep Ray from screaming, that was the absolute WRONG way to do it. now he was flustered. And he didn't handle flustered wall. He sputters nonsense for a few seconds while turning BRIGHT the fuck red.

"Jus-fuckin-Yuji seriously!? YUJI. SERIOUSLY!?"

Seriously.

Oops.

Not entirely as planned. Then again, Nick should be used to someone shouting, flustered, at him. Hell, other cops in the room probably should too. So that, at least, wasn't too bad.

He tried for an apologetic smile.

"No. Not seriously. I swear."

He even held up his hands in an I surrender pose.

Ray rubbed his forehead, managing to calm himself the fuck down and mentally kicking himself for being a noisy asshole again.

"Stupid sexy bastard."

He couldn't be mad at that smile d'awww.

"I do try. It's nice to know it's working."

And without further comment, he handed over a bottle. It wasn't the supposedly girly kind, like he preferred, but, well. Alcohol was alcohol.

Ray rolled his eyes and took the bottle. The bottle of manly booze. You know, the stuff that tasted like piss.

"You're the best."

And that's why Yuji drank the "girly" stuff. It tasted infinitely better.

"I would argue otherwise, danna."

His tastes are infinitely superior to Ray's.

"Yeah, I didn't think you would, what with being so fabulous and all."

"Fabulous is something altogether different, you see."

As he waggled those eyebrows under the multicolored hair of his.

"Oh yeah? What's the difference?"

Ray makes a point of ignoring those eyebrows.

"Many things. Many fantastic things you'll learn, the longer you stay with me."

He helps himself to his own girly drink, eyebrows still dancing up and down.

Okay the bouncing eyebrows are kind of ridiculous. Congratulations, Yuji, you got Ray to laugh.

"Okay, okay, I get it! Cut that out!"

"Well, since you laughed so nicely..."

He'll stop. Just because. ... Because it's time to open his drink, that's why.

"You're a dork."

Said the bigger dork as he drank his delicious pissbeer.

"As you wish, danna."

There's even a little bow with that one, wow, now who's the bigger dork.

Very well, Yuji can win the dork contest. Ray will just stand here and roll his eyes.

"Like I said. Dork."

"You love it."

But he'll settle down, enough to take a seat on one of Nick's chairs. Or a couch. Whichever one is closer.

Mission accomplished.

"Yeah, whatever."

Ray's still a little too on edge for the whole sitting down thing, but he does stand next to wherever Yuji's plunked his ass down and just. Look at stuff.

"Why is everyone's place fancier than mine."

He looked around too, at the familiar furniture, and the decor. It was a long look.

"Because I helped with most of this?"

He was of the opinion his partner couldn't decorate his way out of a paper bag.

"You know what, I believe it. You ever retire from cop junk, you oughta become an interior decorator."

Ray nudges his shoulder playfully, "And I don't mean that in the stereotypical gay dude sort of way, I mean that in the 'you've actually got a talent for this sort of shit' sort of way."

It gets a little smile out of him, but it's... strained. He's trying, but failing, to really show it.

"I appreciate it, thank you." That much is sincere, anyway. Even if he's trying very hard not to think about new jobs, given everything the police are going through lately. "I'll consider it."

Ray's been around Yuji enough to recognize a look like that. Looks like that generally ended up meaning that Yuji could use some kind of distraction. So, with an exaggerated sigh, Ray slid over and plopped his ass down right on Yuji's lap.

That. Was sort of unexpected. It seemed like they were surprising each other a lot lately. He reached up to hold onto the sudden body in his lap, his hands settling on Ray's hips out of habit.

"Well. Hello."

Ray just sipped his drink and pretended like this was the most normal thing ever.

"Hey, what's up."