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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 26, 2013 1:14:47 GMT -5
I smile as he rested a hand on my bare chest as he rinsed his hair off, though he was probably just using me for balance. I hold my hands out in case Connor did fall and shake my head slightly before dqueezing shampoo into my hands and working it into my hair, squeezing my eyes shut so that it couldn't get into my eyes.
"I can't see." I protest, scoffing slightly.
"Now get out of the way." I add, before moving past Connor to put my head under the stream of water, scrunching my face up as I kept my eyes closed. I huff as he tells me to hold him and just stretch out my arms, not sure if all the soap was out of my hair.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2013 1:38:31 GMT -5
Connor began to laugh helplessly. He shuffled out of the way and leaned against the side before aAttyston was stretching his arms out. Smiling, he leaned into him, gently ruffling his hair to see if he'd rinsed all the shampoo out. Despite his trembling, he offered Att a deep kiss. "Y-you're good..." He breathed finally, hugging him tight under the cool spray of water.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 26, 2013 11:45:23 GMT -5
"What's so funny?" I whine, looking in the direction that his voice had come from. I smile as Connor leans into my arms and I wrap them around his torso happily, chuckling softly as he ruffled my hair. I'm surprised when his lips meet mine, though I kiss him back.
"I know I am." I reply playfully, smiling up at him. I was used to having to look up to people, but it was only annoying when I had to look up to Connor, for some reason. But, for the kisses, I could deal with it. I smile and rest my head on his shoulder, gently kissing his neck happily.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2013 13:36:47 GMT -5
Connor scoffed at him, leaning up close and closing blue eyes. He just held him, trying to wish the world's problems away, so they wouldn't have to talk anout anything when they got out of the shower. But Connor lnew that was unavoidable. He sighed a bit. Grabbing the loofa and body wash he squirted some on, keeping a hand on Att's shoulder to steady himself before he slowly began to scrub the other male down.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 26, 2013 14:25:26 GMT -5
"You're the one who said it." I state defensively as he scoffed at me. I hold Connor to me tight, not wanting to let go for fear the moment would end.
'I knew we'd have to have a long conversation after the shower and I didn't want to get to serious topics too soon.
A light blush crosses my face as he grabs the loofa to start srubbing at my skin. He'd seen me naked before, but it was still embrassing for me.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2013 14:56:46 GMT -5
Connor smiled at him, blue eyes exhausted. He finished washing him down and haited for him to rinse, finally having to take a seat at the edge of the tub as he did so. Connor climbed slowly out of the tub, gripping the sink as he grabbed a towel to dry off, pulling a second out amd holding it out for Attyston.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 26, 2013 15:49:04 GMT -5
"Thank you." I say sheerfully, stepping under the stream of water and holding out my arms as the soap ran down my body. After a couple moments all the suds were gone and I turned the water off, pulling open the shower curtain before taking the towel from Connor, running it down my arms and legs before wrapping it around my waist and tucking it in.
"Do you wanan use my hair dryer?" I ask, looking over at him questioningly.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2013 16:02:40 GMT -5
Connor dried off slowly before shaking his hair. "No I'm f-fine.." He scrubbed at his hair a bit then wrapped his towel around his bony waist. He figured damp hair would help cool him down a bit. Tossing his boxers in the hamper on the way out of the bathroom, he kept the towel around himself and st down on the couch, coughing a bit.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 26, 2013 18:11:42 GMT -5
"Okay." I say, nodding slightly and pushing my hair out of my face. I decide against it, and unwrap my towel to wipe at my arms again before pulling on my boxers and shorts; I'd just put them on earlier, they weren't actually dirty. I put the towel back on the towel rack to dry before walking out of the shower after Connor and sitting down beside him on the couch. I look anywhere but at him for a moment before finally letting my green gaze rest on him. I hold out my arms to him, wanting to hold him close to me as we spoke. I couldn't bear out distance.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2013 18:21:20 GMT -5
Connor looked a him guiltily. He hugged the towel a little closer, then scooted over and climbed into Attyston's lap, snuggling up to him with a shaky breath. He was still trembling, but not from the cold. Tears burned in his eyes and he forced them not to fall, swallowing the knot in his throat.
Fingers reached to slowly trace Attyston's arm, pulling it close to himself
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 26, 2013 18:36:52 GMT -5
A faint smile crosses my face as he crawls onto my lap and I wrap my arms around him, pulling Connor close. I press my lips to his cheek softly before resting my head on his shoulder, waiting for him to speak. I wasn't going to start this dreaded conversation, and I really wasn't sure if I even wanted to know. Well, I did, because I wanted to know what was wrong with Con, and if I could help in any way.
I loved him, and I wanted to be able to make things okay.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2013 2:38:46 GMT -5
Connor sniffled. He was ashamed, scared...he couldn't help it, couldn't hold back those tears. All it took was the kiss on the cheek and they began to flow. "I-I-I'n sorry..." He finally choked. A shiver overcame him and he guessed his fever must have finally passed. At least for now. Shallow breaths wavered with an unsteady sigh. "There's s-so much I didn't te-ell you...I didn't wanna scare you a-away or upset you or h-hurt you Att..." He paused and wiped his face, coughing a bit. Fishing around under the couch cushion he pulled iut an orange medication bottle. "I-..they h-had me on tthis for m-my panic attacks 'n seizures and stuff, that I sometimes get..they don't work much now... As y-you read, three years 'go I-I-I ended up in the hospital... H-heart attack." His voice cracked. "I was f-fucking fourteen..."
Pausing for a shaky breath, he swallowed. "They th-think it's some autoimmune dise-ease... It hasn't been a-as bad lately, but it's progressively go-otten worse... Uhm.... My uh....my o-organs are weak with potential of a-any of 'em failing, I'm a-...always hurting...l-like there's a pain i-in my belly that just won't go way...." His vision was blurred with tears and he hiccupped back a sob. "I'm s-s-sorry I-I didn't tell you... It scares m-me. I've been labelled with depr-ression too, which doesn't h-help any....I don't got the money f-for a hospital though, f-for meds...I-I get addicted to most th-things I take or they're n-not strong enough a-anymore.... They h-haven't been able to diagn-nose it 'cos o-of the toxins 'n stuff in my body a-a-and I just-...I can't afford nothin'.. And I'm scared of the place..."
He was so ashamed and humiliated, shaking in Att's arms as he tried to get ahold of himself. He'd never told anyone else except Zoey. Not even Christy knew how bad it was. Just that Connor was real sick, and eventually he might not be there for her.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 27, 2013 17:57:35 GMT -5
I sigh as he starts to cry after I kiss his cheek and I wipe at his cheeks gently, biting my lower lip. I pull him to me as he shivers and hold him as he speaks, my mind a blur. He was sick. He didn't even know what he had, though. I look down at the bottle as Connor digs it out from the couch cushions and my visions swims and I angrily wipe at my eyes, ashamed. I had to be strong for him, I couldn't start crying and carrying on. I sniffle softly as he goes on about his problems with medication and I bury my face in his shoulder, though I was ashamed of crying like this. "W-We have to get you help, Connor. I-I love you." I mumble, holding onto that one truth. I was sure I loved him, and it would never change. I pull him to my tighter as I feel him tremble and I bite my lower lip, shaking my head slightly. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. Everything was supposed to be happy and sunny, the future bright for us. Not like this.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2013 20:56:48 GMT -5
Connor held him tight, at first terrified he would be shunned, pushed away. "I know..." He whispered brokenly after calming himself a little more. "I love y-you too..." He did...he was falling for Attyston so hard it wasn't even funny. He just didn't know what to do anymore. He could have sold all his rugs...saved the money.. but those were gone and it probably would have been too tempting to shoot them up instead anyway.
Swallowing, he rested his head on Attyston's chest. He was at such a loss...
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 27, 2013 21:30:44 GMT -5
"I-I'm sorry. For being such an ass yesterday." I whisper brokenly, ashamed of myself. I sniffle and wipe at my face, hating that I was breaking down like this. I wanted to be someone Connor could go to for a rock. I press my lips to his shoulder softly, squeezing my green eyes shut as if when I opened them everything could be perfect. I move my arms to his waist to hold him to me, setting my chin on the top of his head after he laid his head on my chest. "We should do something, not wallow like this." I say, pulling back to look at his with a sad expression.
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