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Post by CYRUS DIMITRIS on Apr 3, 2013 23:30:17 GMT -5
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WE FOUND A WAY TO ESCAPE THE DAY | He could either write off the concern as feigned to get him in bed, or genuine. The boy wasn't sure he wanted to, or would, believe. Both were viable, and considered the man's previous anger, the former seemed to suit the situation better. He ignored that logic though, fingers wrapping around the hand offered. The urge to feel the familiar warmth of the other body under the sheets was too desirable, and his grasp was tighter than a completely-sober Cyrus would have ever liked. "Or you could just stay here." It was a dumb suggestion, one he didn't want, yet he tugged on the hand anyway. It had no drive, but the boy wouldn't be getting up any time soon. The world was much less blurry, and his mind was much calmer without movement.
WORDS ;; 000 || TAGGED ;; you || MUSE ;; rambly and awks || NOTE ;; oAo;;;;;; |
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Post by elijah castaire on Apr 3, 2013 23:48:46 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; background-color: #ececec;] the more i see the less i know the more i like to let it go hey oh, woah... Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow, Finally divided by a word so undecided and there's nowhere to go; Inbetween the cover of another perfect wonder and it's so white as snow, Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed and there's nowhere to go. Ho! Went to descend to ammend for a friend of the channels that had broken down. Now you bring it up, I'm gonna ring it up - just to hear you sing it out. Step from the road to the sea to the sky, and I do belive what we rely on, When I lay it on, come get to play He blinked at the words said. Stay here. On the floor? At least the grip on his hand was reassuring, tale-telling that Cyrus wasn't going to push him away just yet, perhaps too tired himself. Or too drunk to even bother, Elijah couldn't tell. He stared at him for a few more moments, trying to think of why Cyrus wanted to sleep on the floor of all places.
With a sigh, he stretched out his legs on the floor, using his own free hand to slowly lower himself, his other hand still preoccupied with Cyrus's. It took a grunt and some leg work but he managed to lay himself on the floor, body turned to face the other in quiet defeat. He opened his mouth, about to tell him how stupid this was when they had a nice comfy bed just a few steps away before he closed his mouth again.
"Did you even bother sweeping the floor these past three days?" He asked, squeezing the hand in his lightly, thumb rubbing at the back of the boy's hand. NOTES rambaru |
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Post by CYRUS DIMITRIS on Apr 3, 2013 23:59:00 GMT -5
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WE FOUND A WAY TO ESCAPE THE DAY | "No, cleaning is pussy shit."The words were mumbled, tired; he had worn himself out, somehow. It took a few moments to realize Eli had actually joined him; the thought made Cyrus grin, laugh a little, more of a soft chuckle than anything. "Why aren't you in bed?" The soft skin on his hand was nice, nice enough to make him squirm forward against the heat source opposite him, nuzzling against the man briefly. "I missed you, asshole."
WORDS ;; 000 || TAGGED ;; you || MUSE ;; rambly and awks || NOTE ;; oAo;;;;;; |
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Post by elijah castaire on Apr 4, 2013 0:14:10 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; background-color: #ececec;] the more i see the less i know the more i like to let it go hey oh, woah... Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow, Finally divided by a word so undecided and there's nowhere to go; Inbetween the cover of another perfect wonder and it's so white as snow, Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed and there's nowhere to go. Ho! Went to descend to ammend for a friend of the channels that had broken down. Now you bring it up, I'm gonna ring it up - just to hear you sing it out. Step from the road to the sea to the sky, and I do belive what we rely on, When I lay it on, come get to play "Great, you just negated my shower." Came the soft reply, smiling along as Cyrus chuckled. There it was again, that irritating squirm of emotion in his chest (dare he say, in his heart) at the question that would have been hard to answer if it were anyone else. But Cyrus wasn't just anyone else. Fucking emotional attachment. "Because you're not in it." He answered easily enough, enjoying the closeness that came with it.
The squirm only seemed to bloom, sending warm emotions throughout his tired body, an alluring feeling that was only trumped by the uncomfortable floor. "I missed you too." He admitted, grinning at how cheesy they were both being. He curled around the other, moving his other hand to slip underneath Cyrus's head, pulling him just a little bit closer. "You smell like alcohol." Undeniably the smell was bad, and he sighed at that. "Was I really gone for that long?" NOTES rambaru |
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