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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 10, 2013 10:54:07 GMT -5
I turn off the car as I pull up along the curb and open my door to get out, watching him come across the hood of the car to pull me into a kiss. I smile after Connor pulls back and let him grab the bag with the bread in it and I get the others, shutting the car door with my foot before starting up the walk. I huff as I realize I can't get my keys. "Will you get the door? The keys are in my front pocket." I say, chuckling at myself. My green eyes look at Connor, still loving the fact that I could call him mine. I look away, hoping that he hadn't caught me staring and shift on my feet as I wait for him to open the door.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2013 11:35:21 GMT -5
Connor followed him up to the door, chuckling softly and fishing the keys from Attyston's pocket, but not before letting his hand wander teasingly. He stuck the key in the latch and unlocked the door, pushing it open before standing aside for Attyston to enter, and then following. Blue eyes flocked around, spotting Jascaar curled up near his backpack.
Connor closed the door, carrying the bread over to the kitchen and setting it on the counter before throwing the bag away. He pushed his sleeves up to check the gauze, making sure he hadn't managed to pop a stitch or anything of the sort. When he was sure he hadn't, Connor pushed the sleeves back down and grabbed his lollipop. He unwrapped it and stuck it in his mouth.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 10, 2013 11:44:59 GMT -5
A blush blossoms on my face as he gets the keys from my pocket, though not before moving his hand playfully. "Thanks, babe." I say cheerfully, walking through the door that Connor held for me and setting the begs down on the counter. I take the bread from him and put it in the pantry, the Naked juices in the fridge, along with everything else in its spot. "See? I can read the future. I knew you'd like having that lolipop." I say in my msot parental voice after seeing Connor grab it. I run a hand through my hair, tossing the now empty bags in the trash before grabbing a Rockstar from the fridge, popping the top to take a sip.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2013 11:52:39 GMT -5
Connor laughed, shaking his head in amusement. "So?" hHe whined, sticking his tongue out before offering Attyston a mocking pout. He put the lollipop back in his mouth and wandered over to crouch and pet Jascaar. Then he sat down on the couch, not bothering turn on the tv. He supposed at some point they did need to get to know each other better.
He yawned, leaning backand restin his head on the back of the croch to stare up at the ceiling thoughtfully. "S-so tell me more about you," He finally insisted with a small smile.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 10, 2013 12:18:34 GMT -5
I roll my eyes at him as he made a pouty face in my direction. "That doesn't work on me." I reply, sticking out my tongue at Connor before he left to go into the living room. I follow him in, having nothing else to put up. I pause for a moment before going over to sit down on his lap, leaning back into him. "More about me." I repeat, taking a sip of my Rockstar. "My middle name's Finbar." I say randomly, shrugging my shoulders. "Um." I add, biting my lower lip thoughtfully. Honestly, I was usually an open book. I didn't have many secrets. "Your turn." I say, looking over at him.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2013 12:24:20 GMT -5
Connor grinted and smiled, arms wrapping loosely around him. He reached a hand ip to pull his lollipop out so he could spek. "Cute." He smirked a bit. "Mine's Crayze, with a-a Y.." He frowned a bit.
"Hm.. I-I can ride and break h-horses, train them f-for competing. I u-used to do it all the t-time, especially when I was ar-round nine. Uh.." He laughed sheepishly.
"I c-could tell you a-almost any flower type thanks to m-my mom..I taught y little ssister all the types of motorcycles.. I know the different k-kinds of clouds.."
He stuck the lollipop back in his mouth. Connor was skilled, smart.. Just not when it came to learning in school. Only things that interested him, that he learned on his own time.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 10, 2013 14:20:55 GMT -5
I smile as his thin arms wrap around me, chuckling as he said my middle name was 'cute'. I didn't mind it much, it was just different. I reach to take his lolipop from him and stick it in my mouth, nodding as Connor told me more about himself. "Howses scawe meh." I mumble around the lolipop. They were just so.. huge. I stay silent as he continues, nodding. "Thee? Flowas and cwouds are thafe." I continue, reaching back to poke his cheek playfully. I finally hand him his lolipop back and watch as he puts it in his mouth before turning to snuggle into his thin chest happily.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2013 14:28:54 GMT -5
Connor couldn't help but laugh when Attyston had taken the lollipop, speaking with it still in his mouth. "They're g-gentle giants.." He insisted. "Just tough o-on the outside.."
Kind of like himself, though he would never really admit to it. He'd deny it as much as possible.
The lollipop now back in his own mouth, he gazed down at Attyston affectionately as he snuggled into Connor's chest. He reached to play with his hair, humming under his breath, the rhythm to a lullaby his mother used to sing. Sometimes he sang it to Christy still. It wasn't something he planned on forgetting any time soon. He blew hair from his own face as best he could around the lollipop, distantly thinking about his mom and brother, Christy, the way things had been two years ago when they were alive, how things had been three years ago before Connor started getting sick all the time and turning to drugs.
He sighed softly, but didn't let the emotion escape him. No, not right now. He was so tired of those emotions. For now he was content with trying to forget about it all right now, nothing but him and Attyston needing to be in focus. Because look where emotion had got him last time..bleeding out on the beach.
'You have every right to be ashamed of me momma..' He thought sullenly, leaning down to kiss the top of Attyston's head.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 10, 2013 14:33:52 GMT -5
"I don't care what you say, you won't make me like horses." I argue, shaking my head slightly before resting it on his chest. I listen to the beat of his heart contentedly. It was amazing to be able to just sit in someone's company and nod need to be watching TV or having a conversation. Sometimes silence could speak a thousand words. I smile as Connor presses his lips to the top of my head and I sit up to kiss him tenderly. It wasn't pushy or overly heated, just a kiss. I could get used to being able to do that all the time now, as long as he would let me.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2013 14:42:19 GMT -5
"We'll see." He chuckled huskily, and cleared his throat. The kiss was a tender surprise, Connor meeting his lips gently, then butterfly kisses across Attyston's jaw before he leaned his head back again and rubbed Att's back.
He didn't mind the quiet at all, when so often he usually did because his thoughts became too overwhelming for his own good, his mind and body screaming for drugs, the fog, the numb..
But right now the madness was silent. There was no begging. There was always that murmur, there was always a dull pain in his body. But he was happy, relaxed, perfectly content with how things had worked out.
To think he's almost ruined it all with the bite of a blade was enough to break his heart.
Connor drew in a breath, leaned close to Attyston's ear. It had barely been any time at all and yet- "..I love you.."
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 10, 2013 15:58:45 GMT -5
I smile as he kisses me back before running his lips across my jaw lightly. I bury my head in his neck as he rubs my back, sighing happily. I shift and run a hand through Connor's hair absently, leaning back to look at him. He was attractive, or at least to me. I knew that he scars would scare some away, but they just made me admire him even more, for his resilience. I watch as he leans close to me before saying those three words. He loved me. I can't help the grin that grows across my face and I wrap my arms around his neck happily. "I love you too." I breathe, holding him to me. I'd said it earlier, but there was no harm in repeating myself. I take in a deep breath, enjoying the moment. He loved me. And he was mine.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2013 18:50:03 GMT -5
Comnor smiled around the lollipop as Attyston grinned and snuggled closer. He hugged him a little more tightly despite the warning pains up his arms.
Blue eyes closed, happy to be accepted for once. After a moment he opened his eyes, chin restin on the top of Attyston's head, returning to his humming quietly. He couldn't help the happiness that was spilling over. This was somebody he trusted for the first time in quite awhile.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 10, 2013 20:49:21 GMT -5
His grip tightens around me and I happily press my lips lightly to his neck before resting my head on his chest again. Connor places his chin on the top of my head and I smile gently, glad that we'd finally sorted ourselves out. We were something official now, and we both knew how each other felt. "What're you thinking?" I mumble criously, looking out the window. It was probably about two, though it seemed like later. So much had happened today, and in such a short amount of time. We had plenty of time to kill.. I mentally shake my head at myself.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2013 20:59:27 GMT -5
Connor blinked from his thoughts. "You. And my f-family.." He admitted. Tha sorrow wasn't there as much however. He was thinking good things for once, had a reason to push through the depression.
He nodded to jascaar who was stumbling across the floor. "My s-sister got him a collar." Connor smiled, breaths soft and uneven, shoulders relaxed. He was fine just sitting here however. Unless Attyston wanted to do anything.
Though he had promised he would eat... And Connor did his best not to break promises.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 10, 2013 21:16:10 GMT -5
I nod at his answer, wrapping my arms around his torso, which didn't take much doing. My green eyes look over to where Jascaar was tumbling around on the floor, chuckling softly. "He looks good in teal." I say, chuckling softly. Finally I sit up to bend down to untie my shoe laces before pulling off my Vans. I didn't like wearing shoes inside, I just didn't see a reason for it. I slide off Connor's lap to stand and wander over to put my Vans beside the door. I liked being in his presence, but I could tend to get stir crazy. "Want something to drink?" I ask, putting my hands on my back and stretching. I didn't want to push the topic of food right now; I didn't want to ruin the perfect moment with something that could turn into an argument.
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