Prompt from @naomilasenby
“Dex is fixing the dryer in the basement and Nursey is watching (and chirping)
him. When the chirping turns to arguing, they then realise the basement door
won’t open. They’re trapped. And no one else is in the Haus.”
“You’ve been fixing that for forty minutes now.”
Nursey comes down the basement stairs with a plate of cookies that smell
divine. Dex has been down here for forty minutes, and he skipped lunch
to do this, so he’s starved.
“I am well aware.”
Dex continues unscrewing the back panel of the dryer, expecting Nursey to
head back upstairs. He does not. Dex can tell due to the loud chewing noises.
“I’m not doing anything.” Crunch.
Dex shudders and then sighs. “Fine, at least give me one.”
“No way, Fitzwilliam, these are mine.”
“That is not even close to my name.”
“I was going to go for Fitzwilliam Dexter in homage to Fitzwilliam Darcy,
but then I reconsidered on account of how unfair that would be to Darcy.”
“Well I’m actually relived not to be compared to a fictional character with
no game. Now, can you leave me alone so I can finish this?”
Dex raises an eyebrow at Nursey, waiting for him to take his stupid cookies,
and his stupid rolled above the ankle jeans, and his stupid smirk up the stairs
“Oh my god!” Dex explodes. “Get out.”
Nursey heads to the table and sits down, starting in on another cookie. Dex
has no idea what Nursey is getting from this torturing of Dex. Does he enjoy
seeing him worked up? Making his skin burn red?
Dex almost throws his screwdriver against the wall but he’s not one to
damage his tools. Instead, he slaps it harshly on top of the dryer and marches
over to Nursey.
“Up, up.” He shoves Nursey off the table and plants his hands on Nursey’s
back to shepherd him up the stairs to the door.
“You’re surprisingly strong,” Nursey says with absolutely no exertion in his
voice, like Dex isn’t manhandling him.
They reach the top of the stairs and Dex reaches around Nursey to open the
door. One problem though. It doesn’t open.