Jun. 13th, 2005 @ 09:01 am
Galahad's eyes widen with horror as he realizes that Gawain doesn't trust him automatically. "No!" he gasps. "A thousand t-times, no!"
"You know what you did," Sarah says, upset, turning and slamming the door. Galahad is left to blink in utter shock at all of this, wondering what in hell is going on.
Gawain can't quite take in what's going on.
"You say no but she says yes, Galahad!" he explodes. "She looks quite distraught to me!"
Galahad turns quickly. "You believe her?" he shouts. "You believe some strange girl over the man you're sleeping with!"
He's nearly furious now, glaring and his hands on his hips. "Well?"
"Did you not hear
her, Galahad?" demands Gawain. "She must be a fine actress indeed to cry over you!"
He runs his fingers through his hair and stands up to stride agitatedly from one side of the room to the other. "Put yourself in my position, Galahad," he pleads. "What would you think?"
Galahad simply stands there and glares. "I think that we're right back to where we were before," he says, voice barely holding together. "And I think that you don't trust me! And I haven't done anything!" he shouts. "I've been loyal and good and I've loved you, but apparently, that isn't enough?"
"I did not sleep with her!" he cries, letting out a fierce growl and opening the door. "But if you want to think that, so be it," he snaps. "Well?" he demands again.
"Galahad, don't you dare
leave!" cries Gawain angrily. "I just want to know
where this girl got such an idea!"
He looks briefly bewildered and his voice shakes slightly when he speaks again. "I wouldn't want to believe it of you. I don't think you would do
something like that." He rubs his forehead with the flat of his hand. "I just don't understand
. Why is she so upset?"
"Because she's lying!" Galahad yells back wildly. "This is so stupid, Gawain!" he shouts, the door open as he steps inside. "And if you're going to believe her for a single moment or for a single word that came out of her mouth, then damn it, I am leaving," he threatens.
He shakes his head. "I will not stand here and get treated as though my eye strayed!"
Gawain sits down on the edge of the bed and puts his head in his hands.
"Do not leave."
Galahad is angry now, absolutely furious at the girl and Gawain for a sheer second of believing. He slams the door shut and turns to look at Gawain.
"Accuse me once and I will walk out," he warns, eyes blazing. "I won't stand here and take that from the man I love."
Gawain raises his head and fixes Galahad with an intense expression. "I believe you, Galahad, by the gods, I believe you.
"But what do we do about her
?" he asks, waving his hand in the direction of the door.
"I don't know!" he snaps back, frowning and gritting his teeth. "Which her? The whore who decided she loves you because you slept with her once or the liar who's trying to break us apart?"
He turns and punches hard against the wall, more angry than anything else. "This is insane," he swears. "Gawain, what did we do to deserve this?"
"I don't know
," says Gawain. "I just..." He lets out an articulate growl of rage before taking a few deep breaths. He pours out two glasses of wine and holds one towards Galahad.
"We need to find out why they are doing this. Whose idea it is and what they can hope to gain."
Galahad swipes the wine and nods, taking it back in one go and slamming the glass down on a table. "Ridiculous," he snarls, "to even think I would stray after all the trouble I went through to get you back."
"Can we get Tristan to torture them?" he asks cruelly. "I'm sure he could do it."
Gawain laughs dryly. "I'm sure he could too. I wonder if he knows anything about this. He does seem to know a great deal about the most extraordinary things."
He shakes his head and reaches for Galahad. "Or Lancelot might know. He does pride himself in knowing the girls."
Galahad doesn't want niceties and comfort, not now when he's so very angry. He growls a little and straddles Gawain when he's reached for, leaning down and viciously kissing, a bruising kiss that will leave Gawain's lips slightly swollen when Galahad's done biting and sucking and kissing.
He rocks forward urgently. This isn't time to 'play nice'. This is time to remind Gawain what he has.
"No girl," he hisses in a low, threatening voice, "would ever beguile me as much as you." He buries one hand in Gawain's hair, clasping hard as he leans in for another long, hard kiss. "No girl," he continues, lips right on Gawain's ear, "will ever know how much I want you."