Back to Basics - Marvel/Cato

marvelous-hudson:

Marvel laughed at his friend knowing this was only going to get worse and not really caring. “Please like you need to pay me back for the disasters the two of us make! Remember the chocolate shake incident freshman year? My mom had me scrubbing the kitchen roof for hours!” Cato and Marvel really shouldn’t be allowed to spend too much time together without supervision. What could normally be a bad idea was a full blown disaster in minutes with them. “But we can so epic meal time the shit out of my kitchen! It might not be edible but hey most of what I eat lately probably isn’t!” he laughed walking back towards the kitchen “Grab the beer we can continue our bad life decision while we cook!” Marvel knew no matter how shitty the rest of his life seemed he at least had this to fall back on.

Cato didn’t waste any time grabbing the rest of the beer and hauling it to the kitchen. He set it on the counter and took a can with him to the fridge, drinking as he opened the door and surveyed the contents. “Dude, you have like three things in here and the rest is filled with condiments.” He reached inside and pulled out a bottle of barbecue sauce. “Who the fuck has four different types of barbecue sauce? We should combine all of them into one pot and just go fucking nuts.”

Quickly, Cato pulled out anything he could find in the fridge and started to stockpile their ingredients on the counter. Whatever the hell they made, it would be a death-defying act of valor if they ever chose to actually sample it. He grinned wide at his friend and reached over to drape an arm around his shoulders and tug him closer, shaking him a little. “Marvel, I fucking love you, man. You are seriously… the best thing… that has happened since I discovered porn.”

HEY YO MARVEL! Check it! We got you a cake! It’s got frosting and shit!

Yeah, we knew your favorite was chocolate, but we got you coconut.

YEAH THRESH. TRY TO THINK.

Back to Basics - Marvel/Cato

marvelous-hudson:

Marvel laughed as Cato talked. He seemed to be coming back to life in front of his eyes. Even if it was only the alcohol Marvel was glad Cato wasn’t feeling as bad as when he had first walked in. “Dude yes! Any and every drinking game. We are going to drink until we forget out names! Much more our ex’s!” Marvel threw his head back in laughter as they came up with the worst plan. This was how they always did things. They wouldn’t think about it rationally for too long, instead they would do the one thing they probably shouldn’t do. “Dude! Better yet! Wet t-shirt contest then cheerleader twister! Think about it. All wet sliding against one another. That’s what I call a good night.” He took another long pull before putting it down. “Want something to eat? Chips? I don’t even know what I have in the fridge besides more beer but if we continue drinking at this rate on an empty stomach we will be drunk in no time” not that he cared. There was no one he felt more comfortable with than Cato and being drunk with him was no less crazy than half of what they had already done. 

"Wet T-shirt? And ruin these good floors?" Cato said in a mocking voice and then laughed right along with his friend. Leave it to Marvel to one-up the situation. Why oh why had he never turned to him sooner?  He waved off the thought of chips, when Marvel asked, though. "I don’t want to think about food right now. I don’t give a fuck if I get shitfaced too fast. The faster the better." He did finish his third beer, though and stood up, swaying a little as the world started to shift on him. He reached out instinctively for Marvel and held onto his shoulder to steady himself. "But are you hungry, man?" His speech was slurring a bit as he talked. He had to think about his words. "We could just… go raid your kitchen and make shit up. I’ll pay you back for everything that ends up on the floor, or the ceiling, … or in the toilet." Cato shot Marvel a shit-eatin’ grin. Cato and Marvel in the kitchen together was a recipe for disaster.

Back to Basics - Marvel/Cato

marvelous-hudson:

“Its Clove. She is probably very confused at the moment. I’m not saying this to make you feel better but you and he have history you know? Even if she is with someone new you never forget your first love.” he smiled sadly drinking slowly as Cato chugged. “Take it easy big guy. The beer isn’t going anywhere.” he lifted his cup and toasted with him “What are best friends for? We dont want you losing the scholarship so lets refrain from the punching.” he laughed polishing off his second beer. “A break from life would be nice. I came here for a break in general. Life over whelms us sometimes no? Thats why we have to take it easy. Enjoy the single life for a but” he laughs only a little sad at the thought of what he had left back home. He popped the top of a third beer sitting up. “So I was thinking we need to have a party. What the point of a bachelor pad if we dont use and abuse it!”  

"A party is exactly what he need," Cato said, his third beer causing the room to take its time catching up to his line of sight every time he moved his head. "With fuckin… beer pong or battleshots or just… anything." He grinned, leaning back on the couch lazily staring at the blank ceiling. "Something to shout, I’m fucking single and I love it and there’s nothing you fucktards can do to change my mind." He was grinning at the world, now, his thoughts swirling to the future and not to the past. Marvel always had a calming effect on him… and yet at the same time, an exhilarating effect on him. Marvel’s presence always made him want to pull stupid shit, like bust mailboxes or sword fight with beer bottles and cause them to shatter all over the kitchen floor and instead of cleaning it up like proper humans, pretend the floor is made of lava and jump all over the furniture to avoid it. Marvel was simply the best. Cato lowered his gaze to his best friend and raised his eyebrows at him. "We should get Twister and make the cheerleaders all play against each other."

lifebeyondinfinity:

“Cause you don’t know her like I do
You’ll never understand
You don’t know we’ve been through
That girl’s my best friend
And there’s no way you’re gonna help me
She’s the only one who can
No, you don’t know how much I’ve got to lose
You don’t know her like I do”

Back to Basics - Marvel/Cato

marvelous-hudson:

Marvel shook his head slowly at his best friend. He was so helplessly in love with this girl it was sad to watch. Cato had always been strong. The one who didn’t lose his head over a girl. That had all been tossed out the window as soon as Clove came into the picture. “Seriously bro. You could have told her you were here. Would have saved yourself a lot of trouble now.” he got up slowly heading back to the kitchen grabbing the rest of the twelve pack he had bought carrying it over to the living room and setting on the table. “I mean I know why you didn’t. You two had so much going on Senior year. And shorty has a temper but..You knew she was here. It was only fair of she knew bout you two.” Marvel shrugs grabbing another beer for himself. “We can not talk about it. We can talk about foot ball or school but not talking about it won’t make it go away Stark. You have to deal with it eventually.”

Cato shook his head, “No, dude, I couldn’t have told her. She thought she was free of me and she could live her life the way SHE wanted to live it. Now she knows I’m here and she’s acting like I ruined everything.” He gave a relieved sigh when Marvel brought in the rest of the beers and quickly took another one as if his life depended on it. In seconds it was completely gone. Cato had gathered some interesting beer chugging skills while entertaining others at frat parties. “I know it won’t go away… but I want a break from it.” He reached for his third can in as many minutes, but didn’t chug this one. He needed to recover a bit and let the alcohol sink in. “That’s why I’m so glad you’re here… not just here here but HERE here. In New York. In school. With me. I would be out punching holes in the dorm walls if I didn’t have anywhere else to go. Thanks man,” he held up his can in cheers with a lopsided sad grin.

Back to Basics - Marvel/Cato

marvelous-hudson:

“Well never fear, the best study buddy is here and ready to help” he laughs taking a gulp of his beer and sitting across from his friend. Cato seemed to be taking in his new space so he gave him a minute. His apartment was nothing fancy, pretty plain. Big enough for maybe two people to live in but there was more than enough space to throw as big a party as he wanted. Cato seemed to make himself right at home and Marvel couldn’t be happier. 

Cato’s face dropped and Marvel knew it was about Clove even before he started talking. Most of Cato’s problems were centered around their long time friend. Those two had circled each other all of high school and when they finally got together saying it had been a mess was an understatement. “Shit. Of course you and Clovely would already be at it..” Marvel took another long pull of his beer and sighed. “Lets start at the beginning. When I talked to her she didn’t seem to know you where here which was strange considering how long you have been here. Are you telling me this is the first time you talk to her? Really bro? And what is this I hear about her being with someone. Anton or something stupid like that? I thought that by now you and her had worked it all out!” He shakes his head at his best friend wondering exactly what he had been doing this last year. 

Cato sighed loudly and obnoxiously, swirling his beer can around. He didn’t even know where to start, even if Marvel suggested the beginning. It was more complicated than that. “I was just… I was given the opportunity to come here, so I did. It was just a bad coincidence that Clove was here, too. So she… she thought I followed her and I didn’t. I just wanted to fucking… keep my distance but it’s hard because everywhere I go, there she is." He gestured wildly in emphasis and frowned. "And then I find out she’s been with Aaron," he said Clove’s boyfriend’s name as if it made him want to brush his teeth. "Is that who she wants to be with? He looks like he stepped off the runway. I bet he spouts poetry at her and plants flowers," he spat, as if such qualities were the worst qualities a male could have. "Dude, can I get another beer? Or six? I just need to get her out of my head for a little while."

Back to Basics - Marvel/Cato

marvelous-hudson:

Marvel laughed and swatted Cato’s hand away. “Stark really you arent even half way into the apartment and you are already touching the face? At least buy me dinner first sweet cheeks” Marvel hadn’t really felt this happy since he had broken up with Glimmer but now standing in his apartment with someone he considered more than family he finally felt like things were falling back into place. “Yes I am actually here, you aren’t going crazy. At least not yet! And come on. You thought I would let you come to New York without me? That you made it this long without me is shocking” he led him into the apartment with a huge smile still on his face.

“So mind telling me why you look like you want to cry yet punch a wall at the same time? I mean by all means if you must punch something do it just dont hurt my apartment. This is a rental and I cant afford the liability” he was only half joking but this wasn’t about him. He hadn’t kept up with Cato’s life, he had been to busy back home but now that he was here he knew he had to help in any way he could.  

"Hey," Cato pointed a sloppy finger at his friend. "I can do a lot of things on my own. But it was hard, I’ll admit. I actually had to study without you around, for one." He shot Marvel a playful grin and followed him into the living room where he made himself comfortable on the couch as if he owned the place and took another long swig of his beer. He stole a quick glance around the bachelor pad and decided that yes, he rather liked the place. It was Cato Approved.

When Marvel asked how he was, however, his mood quickly changed. He’d been hoping he was hiding his emotions, but he should have known better than to hide them from Marvel like that. Guy was a fucking emotional magnet genius. Cato sighed and finished his can like it was nothing and crunched it against his forehead in a display of manly arrogance and strength. “It’s Clove,” he said, cutting right to the chase. He knew Marvel would understand most of it by then. “I saw her today. She saw me. We talked. She’s pissed off at me. And… I’ll probably never get together with her again, let alone be friends. Just a fan-fucking-tastic afternoon.”