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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 8, 2013 18:50:08 GMT -5
A small smile graces my lips as he curls up on my lap, his head on my shoulder. I run my thumb over Connor's hand gently, scooting to the side before leaning back on the couch so that we were sprawled out with him on top of me. I use my free hand to pull the blanket over him, cuddling him to me happily. Jascaar found his way to the back of the couch, curling up with his tail over his nose. A yawn breaks over my face and I lean back, closing my eyes. A nap would be nice, though a shower would be even better. I hadn't had one in a couple days and I was surprised that Connor hadn't passed out from my funk.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2013 19:21:47 GMT -5
Connor's breaths grew shallow as he fell into deeper sleep. Faint rasps and wheezes passed his lips occasionally, but he otherwise remained relaxed, arms still kept protectively near his chest. For once his face was at a decent amount of peace, it wasn't always when he slept, and rarely when he was awake.There were too many things always on his mind to completely relax anymore.
He curled close on top of Attyston once the blanket was draped over him, his thin body curling instinctively into the warmth trapped between them.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 8, 2013 23:16:35 GMT -5
I close my eyes and shift slightly under him so that I was more comfortable, holding him to me. I knew I wouldn't fall asleep, not from what had happened in the past couple hours. But rest was always a good thing. Connor snuggles up to me once I pulled the blanket across him, and a small grin crosses my lips. He looked peaceful when he slept, didn't have some pained expression crossing his face. I sigh and look over at the TV, watching some court show on TV, something about a lady suing her ex husband on charges of mental abuse. I roll my eyes and lean my head back, waiting for when Connor would wake again so that I could get a shower.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2013 23:39:55 GMT -5
Connor slept a little less than an hour before he began to stir. He coughed a bit and rolled onto his stomach, chin on Attyston's chest as he searched his face sleepily before giving him a peck on the cheek and sitting up with a mumbled apology for falling asleep on him. He pet Jascaar gently, pulling the blanket over his shoulders and eyeing the journal tossed on the floor with all his things. He was tempted, but felt writing would hurt his arm, and instead sighed and settled with the television, flipping slowly through the channels until he saw Dracula was on. He pulled Jascaar into his lap, snuggling him close.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 8, 2013 23:54:31 GMT -5
I'd started to doze for about ten minutes when I felt Connor stir on top of my, blinking my eyes open to find him looking at he before he leaned forward to press a kiss to my cheek. "I don't mind." I reply simply when he apologizes for falling asleep on me. It had been nice. To tears, no screaming, no mental breakdowns. A yawn crosses my face and I rub at my eyes, sitting up. I looka t the TV as Connor puts it on Dracula, pulling Jascaar onto his lap. I look at him for a moment before standing. "Imma get a shower." I mumble, still tired before wandering out of the living room like a zombie, closing the bathroom door behind me and not bothering to lock it. I pull my shirt over my head, tossing it into the hamper and slipping out of my pants and boxers before turning the shower on, waiting for it to heat up before I got in.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2013 13:31:41 GMT -5
Comnor nodded and watched him go quietly. He watched Dracula for a few minutes, and the. Got up and wandered over to all of the things he had dumped from his backpack, sitting down amoungst the letters and drawing and rinkets. He picked up a flat gold chain and smiled, running it slowly through his fingers before pooling it in one hand and finally slipping it into the pocket of the shorts he had on.
Thin fingers picked up different letters and drawings, blue eyes scanning over them slowly before he folded each one back up neatly and stacked them against the wall ot of harms way. He picked up a little cat collar from the newest letter and laughed softly under his breath, getting up to adjust it and put the teal thing around Jascaar's neck gently. And then Connor realized he had to tell her he was staying somewhere else, so his dad wouldn't get to the letters first. This month he got to pick her up for a day as well. He'd need to figure out when to do that. But first he figured he'd use up that monthly phone call. Connor sat back down on the couch, after picking up the cell phone still lying on the floor, and dialed the foster care number before asking for Christy.
He smiled as a bubbly 'bubba!' ran in his ears.
"H-hey baby...I've missed y-you so much. How are you?"
He let her tell him about all the things she wanted to since they'd last talked. Tears, both happy and sad burned in his eyes but Connor didn't let them fall.
"Really? That s-sounds like lots o-of fun.." His smile lingered.
"Look, I-I'm stayin with a friend right now, and I wanted t-to give you the address instead of h-having you send things backhome. R-ready?" He listed it off slowly, the. Eaned back against the couch, continuing to talk with her, laughing softly at her stories or the things she said she had done.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 9, 2013 15:40:16 GMT -5
-le after shower-
I step out of the shower, grabbing my towel and running it over my hair in an attempt to dry it before running it down my arms and legs. I mentally facepalm myself as I realize that I hadn't pulled out any clean clothes to put on. Instead I wrap the towel around my waist, tucking it in before stepping out of the bathroom and silently walking down the hall to my bed room, shutting the door ebhind me to pull on clean boxers and gym shorts, not bothering with a shirt. Wasn't like it was something that Connor hadn't seen before. I run the towel over my hair again before going back to put it on the towel rack, starting into my living room. I glance over at him as he laughs at something someone said on the phone. I plop down on the arm of the couch, looking at the TV, not wanting to interrupt his conversation.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2013 15:47:59 GMT -5
Connor glanced at him, a blush heating his cheeks as he noticed the marks he's left across Attyston's neck. He listened to Christy, and cleared his throat. "I-I'll pick uou up sometime soon, m-maybe next weekendhm?" He should probably start going to school, hadn't been in a few days.
"I-I love tou so much baby..." He murmured fondly, a genuine smile passing his lips.
"Y-yeah. Bye.." He hung up, staring down at the phone after he set it aside.
A soft sigh passed his lips and he absently played with the gold chain he'd slipped into his pocket, resting his head against Attyston as he did so.
Blue eyes were distant, thoughtful. But he was a little happier than before.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 9, 2013 17:30:45 GMT -5
I raise me eyebrows as he says to the person that he'd pick them up next weekend, then that he loved them, a grin passing over his features. I look away, running my hand through my fringe. Why couldn't I make him smile like that? I dont' respond as Connor hangs up and leans his head on my shoulder. "I should probably go shopping, need groceries" I mumble, standing and wandering back to my room to pull a shirt over my head, sitting down on my bed to pull on my socks before stopping and staring at the floor, hating myself. I bite my lower lip, standing to grab my Vans before sitting back down and lacing them up.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2013 17:37:08 GMT -5
Connor blinked as Attyston simply got up and walked off, mumbling that he needed to go shopping. He frowned a bit, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. What had he done wrong now? Thinking about it, it struck him that what he'd just said over the phone hadn't been made clear towards who.
He hauled himself up shakily, stumbling a bit and heading down the hall and right into Attyston's room without waiting. "Att," He mumbled, walking over to him and giving him a deep kiss.
"That not what y-y-you th-thought, you know.." He insisted, sitting down on the bed and grabbing his and, holding on stubbornly. "Why would I-I do that?" He tilted his head, eyes a little hurt. "That was m-my baby sister.. I h-haven't seen her i-in almost two months..."
He let go of Attyston's hand, staring down at the floor and biting his lip a bit.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 9, 2013 17:44:28 GMT -5
I look up as he comes in before avoiding his gaze awkwardly, though I kiss him back as he presses his lips to mine, and I hate myself for it. Why did I have to be so weak? "Then what is it?" I snap, though I let Connor take my hand after he sits beside me. I don't respond to his question, instead keeping my green gaze locked on the floor. I lean forward to put my head in my hands after he explains, though I was relieved. Why did I always have to overrreact? "I-Its just that I've been cheated on before, multiple times by the same person, actually.. and I'm paranoid about it now." I mumble, looking over at him from under my hair. I felt like such an ass. Why did I have to jump to conclusions?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2013 17:50:57 GMT -5
Connor swallowed. He'd snapped at him..
He hated tempers. But this was his fault, he should have been clearer. "I-...I'm sorry.." He whispered, guilt lacing his voice. "I'd n-never cheat on you...I've h-had it happen too...I don't h-have a lot of trust left..."
Biting his lip again, he glanced at Attyston, nudging him.He leaned over, head in his lap so he could see Attyston's face. He smiled a little crookedly. "What i-if we make it official..?" He insisted. "A-after all..I am living with y-you.. I-..You-... Will you go o-out with me..?" His cheeks heated up some as he searched his face, completely meeting his gaze and holding it for once.[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 9, 2013 18:18:23 GMT -5
"I know you wouldn't, Connor." I reply softly, defeat in my voice. I felt terrible. He deserved better than me, he really did. I didn't even begin to understand his story, and I assumed the worst of him. He could do better than me. I chuckle as Connor leans over to put his head in my lap so that he could see me and I brush some of the hair from his face. I freeze as he asks to make it official, biting my lower lip. "Yes." I finally say, nodding with a grin laced across my face. I felt guilty about taking him for myself when he needed someone more understanding, but I couldn't help it. I place a hand on his bare shoulder to help him sit up before I lean forward to press my lips to his, closing my eyes happily.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2013 18:38:19 GMT -5
Connr couldn't help but giggle faintly, leaning into the kiss and closing blue eyes. "Mmph.. " He laughed against his lips, ruffling his hair before finally breaking the kiss.
"Can I-I go shopping with you..?" He finally questioned. Even just for goceries, it would be nice to get out of the house, do something with himself as a distraction. Plus it meant Attyston wouldn't have to worry about trusting him to stay home alone. "I-I gotta get more kitten formula a-anyway."
He leaned against him, trying to contain how happy he was that Attyston had actually said yes to the question.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 9, 2013 20:39:14 GMT -5
I chuckle as he laughs against my lips, his hand ruffling my hair before he pulls back. I raise my eyebrows at his question before nodding. "But, no matter how much I don't want you to, you might want to put a shirt on first." I add playfully, sticking my tongue out at Connor playfully. I couldn't believe we were actually dating now, and it sort of killed the friendish slight akwardness that I'd felt because he was living with me now. I hadn't noticed it earlier, but I did now that we were officially dating. "I gotta change my facebook status." I say randomly, wrapping my arms around him as he leaned against me, pulling him to me happily.
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