Tears Of The Soul; Attyston

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Connor blinked in co.fusion, frowning at the scowl on his face. "Not my f-fault," He grumbled, taking the phone and getting up, reluctantly sitting down near Attyston on the couch and rubbing his chest. "Hello?" What did Londyn want..? Had she seen the beating he'd taken? The taunting about the video from a few guys who had now seen it?

[Attyston Thomas]

I cross my arms over my bare chest as he takes the phone from me and huff, shrugging. Eventually I get bored and look at my fingernails, picking at them.
"Be back." I mumble, starting off towards the hallway and to my room. Hopefully Connor hadn't moved my case. If I remembered correctly, I'd left it on my desk. I open the door to find it where I'd left it and plop down on my swivel chair, pulling a can out to take a sip of it.
"Tell Londyn seven!" I shout before dissolving into a fit of giggles. I take another sip of my new beer, spinning myself around with a dopey grin on my face.

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Connor heard him wander off, shoyt and laugh. "Fuck y-you.." He choked brokenly under his breath, sighing shakily. "So, A-Att's on his seventh beer 'n I'm g-going thr-r-rough withdrawals and I dunno what t-to do..." He admitted to her, sniffling a bit. "Can y-you cone over or somethin'? Bef-fore I do something stupid..." He begged, pushing hair from his sweaty forehead. He drew knees to his chest, clutching the phone helplessly. Things honestly weren't going how he hoped

[Attyston Thomas]

Soon half of my beer is gone and I stop spinning and stand to head back into the living room and promptly fall, the world spinning around me. "Dizzy." I mumble, pushing my hair out of my face and looking at my spilled beer. I pick up my can and bring it to my lips before tilting it back, ignoring the spilled mess on the floor. I shakily stand and reach for another can before cracking it open and taking a swig. I look at my elbow it find it bleeding and I frown. I start down the hallway to plop myself down on Connor's lap. "I-I have a boo boo." I complain, holding my bleeding elbow out to him. "Kiss it?" I add hopefully, giggling at myself.

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Connor finally hung up the phone instead, doing his best to believe Att would be in a better mood in the morning. He snarled, snatching the beer and shouldering Attyston from his lap, pojring it and all the others from the base down the drain, cleaning the blood from his arm. He coughed, wiping sweat from his chest. "Go to s-sleep Att." He finally complained, grabbing his arm and hauling him down the hallways. He crawled into bed, pulling Attyston with him and curling up.

[Attyston Thomas]

I poke out my lower lip in a pout as he snatches the can from my grasp and pushing my off his lap. "Love you, too." I mumble sarcastically, crossing my arms over my chest with a scowl. I watch with an offended expression as Connor goes down the hallway and goes back by into the kitchen with it and my open one. Whatever. I could always get more from Gene. I stand as he comes back with a couple paper towels to clean off my elbow. It didn't hurt at all, so I was surprised it was bleeding so much. "I'm not tired." I protest as Connor pulls me back to my bedroom. "I see where this is going." I giggle, moving to crawl on top of him and kiss him.

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"Ow, fuck," Connor whined in complaint, pushing him from his chest. He kissed him shakily and sighed. "Really A-Att..I don't f-feel good..." He rubbed the older male's back gently. He vowed to do this for him, and it was taking everything he had to not flee from the house and find something to shoot up.
Fingers ran gently through Att's hair and he kissed his forehead. "I-I doubt you'll remember tomorro-ow...but 'm sorry we've been f-fighting. I read what y-you wrote.." His voice cracked, tears falling.

[Attyston Thomas]

I whine as he pushes me from his chest, though his kiss soon distracts me.
"C'mon." I plead, leaning forward to kiss his temple lightly as Connor's hand ran over my back.
"I'm sorry, too." I sigh, breath smelling of alcohol. I grin as his hands run through my hair and I bring my lips to his again, not wanting to take no for an answer. I kiss his tears away, hands pushing his black hair from his face. I pull him to me happily, pressing my lips to his, my green eyes closed.

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Connor complained again, meeting the kisses halfheartedly as he was pulled close. Maybe if he let Attyston do what he wanted he'd go to sleep. He kissed him the second time, unable to help but think this was how things were when Jon was drunk, except more forced. Connor wouldn't panic unless Att got rough.
He sighed sullenly, continuing to play with his head as he was pulled close.

[Attyston Thomas]

I sigh and pull back as he doesn't kiss me back, though his hands were still in my hair. "Whatever." I spit, rolling over so that I'm on my back staring up at the ceiling.
'"Shit." I mumble, suddenly sitting up.
"I-I didn't clean up from where I'd fell." I explain, sliding out from under the covers. I go to stand and slip, falling on my butt as curse words fly from my mouth.
"I thought it was on the other side." I mumble, getting to my feet.
"Imma get a towel." I murmur, flicking on the light as I start down the hallway to the bathroom. I grab a random towel from the rack and start back, squatting down to wipe at the wet stop on the floor.

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Connor blinked when he fell. He couldn't help but chuckle a bit, Attyston really was a mess. He watched him clean it up, then nudged him. "Come o-on baby...come cuddle..." He breathed, hoping to get him to lie back down. The morning would not be fun for either of them. He snuggled into the blankets. "Just lay with m-me?" He insisted, watching him. He was startig to get a headache.

[Attyston Thomas]

I look over at him as he nudged me and I roll my eyes. "No!" I snap, picking up the towel and walking back down the hallway to put the towel into the hamper. I scratch at my bare chest and start back to my bedroom.
"No, because you're a jerk. All 'get away from me' then you're all 'come lay with me'. Well, you can fucking have it both ways, Mister!" I slur, pointing at him before realizing what I'd said.
"I mean can't. You can't have it both ways." I correct myself, shaking my head.
"So choose." I add, leaning in the door jam, crossing my arms over my chest.

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Connir scowled, listenin to him, and gagged faintly. "Come h-here..." He insisted and sighed. He was tired of trying. Doin this was too exhausting. He snuggled his feverish body into the blankets, trying to cuddle them close as a few tired tears fell before he closed bloodshot blue eyes. He hoped Att would come lay with him. But wither way tomorrow would be interesting.

[Attyston Thomas]

I nod happily with a grin as he beckoned me to him and I flick off the light before crossing over to my bed to pull back the covers and climb in. I scoot over to Connor and wrap my arms around him to pull him to me, a yawn splitting my face. I suddenly realized how tired I was. I press my lips to his and set my head on the pillow, a goofy grin crossing my face.
"I love you." I murmur, my thumb gently running across his scarred skin.
"You're amazing, do you know that?" I continue, looking up at the ceiling.
"Like, you piss me off sometimes, but I love you." I add, chuckling softly.

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Connor grimaced but didn't pull away. He relaxed agains him. "Love y-you too...no I'm r-really not." He drew in wavering breaths and closed his eyes again. "Night..." He finally mumbled. It wasn't long before he was drifting, but Connor was awake on and off uneasily through the night. His breaths were shallow by morning and he was on his back panting, sweat causing hair to cling to his face and sweat to gleam on his bruised chest.