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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2013 22:53:34 GMT -5
"Don't be..." Connor murmured. "I deserved it." Shrugging indifferently he sighed, and finally nodded in agreement at what Attyston said. "Sure.." The withdrawal had hit him hard but he would do his best to hide that. "What y-y-you wanna do?" A faint cough and shiver, bare body curling closer to Att's warmth. He rubbed his chest gently, closing his eyes.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 28, 2013 12:57:53 GMT -5
"You didn't." I reply, shaking my head sharply. He didn't deserve any of this shit that was happening to him, and I didn't need to make it worse. I bite my lower lip at Connor's question. I hadn't really thought of what we were going to do, just that I needed to get his mind off of it. "I don't know. I have board games." I sigh, shrugging my bare shoulders. Maybe I should have thought it over before suggesting anything. I frown as Con moves closer to me and I tighten my grip around him though I'm careful to to hold him too tight for fear of snapping him in half.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2013 1:45:51 GMT -5
"That works.." He rasped, snuggling close as Attyston's grip tightened. He sighed. "A-a bunch'a guy knew about the video yesterday...." He whispered, tears burning. It was one thing o make fun of him. It was another to make him see his brother die again. He reached up and wiped his face with a sniffle. "A-Adam's eighteenth birthday i-is tomorrow...it'll be exactly two years s-since he died.." Tears dripped off his jaw onto Att's chest. "Can we go see h-him tomorrow..?"
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 29, 2013 11:50:03 GMT -5
"You can choose the game." I offer, running a hand through his hair soothingly. I bite the inside of my cheek at his words and shake my head. It was a whole different type of jerk that would send someone the video of their brother dying. I gently run my thumb over his cheek as a tear escapes his eyes and I sigh softly. "Of course we can." I reply, nodding and leaning forward to kiss him lightly. I hold him to me and bite my lower lip. I hated that I couldn't make things better, but I could try. I'd always try for Connor.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2013 12:57:28 GMT -5
Connor sniffled and met the kiss tenderly, closing his eyes with a shaky breath, forcing himself to stop crying. "You choose.." He finally insisted, not bothering uncurl from his lap. He held his arms close, finding comfort there. He began to tremble again, scratching at his arm uneasily.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 29, 2013 15:22:32 GMT -5
I sigh as he says that I could choose the game. Knowing me, I'd probably choose something and him and Adam had used to play all the time. I gently move Connor off my lap and stand to wander over to the shelves and let my green eyes scan over my boxes before reaching up for Connect Four. I turn back to him and plop down on the floor to start setting it up before pausing and looking over at him with a small smirk on my face. "Are you gonna put some pants on? Or I could take mine off, too, and we can play naked." I offer, an innocent look on my face. I mean, he had a towel, but I just wanted to lighten the mood a bit.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2013 20:47:46 GMT -5
Connor watched him sit down on the floor. He bit his lip, sniffling but chuckling a bit at his words. "Mm not getting dr-r-ressed," He complained lazily, shakily getting up from the couch. He sat down across from him, eaising eyebrows in challenge. He yawned hiwever and smirked, then looked down at the Connect Four game quietly.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 29, 2013 20:55:58 GMT -5
I roll my eyes as he replied that he wasn't going to get dressed before he got up from the couch. "Fine, but I'll rip that damn towel off you." I reply, shrugging my shoulders as if it couldn't be helped. I finish with sticking the stand together and move on to sorting the pieces, glancing up as Connor sat down across from me. My eyes move over him for a moment before I look back down. He didn't look as skinny as he had when I'd met him, but he still looked like a stick. I'd been getting more food into him, but it was a pretty slow process. "Red or yellow?" I ask, looking up at Con as I finished sorting the checker like plastic pieces.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2013 21:53:48 GMT -5
Conbor scoffed. "Prove i-it," He teased, relaxing a bit. He glanced at the pieces and shrugged. "Y-yellow is fine..." He mumbled softly, gathering the pieces up an scooping them closer to himself. He chewed on his lip ring and stretched a leg out, crossing the other before running a hand through his hair. His stomach grumbled. The withdrawal had him feeling even hungrier than before.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 29, 2013 22:21:05 GMT -5
"Oh really?" I ask, arching a single eyebrow at him in challenge. "If you double dog dare me-" I start before sticking out my tongue at Connor playfully. I reach and pull the red chips to me before looking up with a grin as his stomach growls. "I'm hungry, too." I agree before getting to my feet and wandering towards the kitchen. As I pass him, I pretend to make a grab for his towel before chuckling and scampering into the kitchen. "You can make the first move!" I call as I open random cupboards to look at stuff. I didn't really know what I wanted, or what Connor felt like- if he actually wanted to eat anything. Oh well, he'd have to at least eat a mouthful of something for me to be satisfied.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2013 23:17:10 GMT -5
"Maybe I-I do," He taunted, yelping in playful complaint as his towel was grabbed at. He stuck out his tongue, watchig him scamper for the kitchen. Picking up a piece with shaking fingers he deopped it into one if the empty corner slots, watching it clatter to the bottom. He picked at a finger nail, coughing.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 29, 2013 23:44:09 GMT -5
"You don't want to start that with me." I reply, chuckling before starting to dig through the kitchen. Finally I pull out two chocolate pudding cups from the fridge and two spoons from the drawer before starting back into the living room to hand him a cup and a spoon. I use my now free hand to cup his chin and I press my lips to his passionately before pulling back with a hint of a smirk playing across my mouth before I jump over to my side of the game and plop down, pulling the foil off the top of my pudding to stretch out onto my side to throw it away. I sit back up and stick a spoonful into my mouth, leaving the spoon dangling as I pick up a piece and put it in the other free corner spot. "Bam." I chuckle, looking over at him.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2013 23:57:06 GMT -5
"Do too," He taunted him, taking the pudding and pulling it open. He scooped up a spoonful and stuck it in his mouth, grinning around it at Attyston and dropping one next to Attyston's to block it. He was trying to boos his own mood, really his was. He took another bite of his pudding, pulling the spoon out slowly and dramatically before smirking at Attyston.
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Post by Attyston Thomas on Jul 30, 2013 0:07:20 GMT -5
"You get one more chance, then I'm coming over there." I warn, pointing at him with my spoon. I huff as Connor places a piece beside mine and randomly put one on top of the one he'd put in the corner. Green eyes look up as he pulls the spoon out of his mouth and I shake my head with a chuckle. "That's it. I'm coming over there." I state, carefully crawling over the Connect Four set, though my toe hits it and it topples over. I wrap my arms around Con's torso and promptly fall onto my back, pulling him over with me. "Gotcha." I say, kissing his nose teasingly. "Now take the damn towel off." I add in a growl, though a grin splits my face before a chuckle escapes me.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2013 0:13:41 GMT -5
Connor laughed, giggling helplessly as the game was knocked over and arms wrapped around his trembling body. He set his pudding down, grunting when he was pulled down with Attyston. He wrinkled his nose at the kiss and kissed him tenderly, scoffing at the growleed words. A challenging smirk passed his face and he tugged the towel from his bony hips without hesitation. A hand ran through Att's hair and he smiled at him lovingly.
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