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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2009 20:02:54 GMT -5
"Yes?"
There was a fond, inquisitive tilt to his head.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 14, 2009 20:04:55 GMT -5
Adrien's bent thumb was pressed against his lower lip, his leg swinging slightly. "D'you want - d'you wanna come over? For tea, I mean. To my place," he clarified.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2009 20:07:03 GMT -5
He paused and leaned back.
"Pardon?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 14, 2009 20:07:52 GMT -5
Adrien, who had been beyond cheery up until that moment, looked momentarily wretched.
"It's okay - if you don't want - I mean - "
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2009 20:10:41 GMT -5
"I- er-"
He forced a smile.
"I... suppose..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 14, 2009 20:12:20 GMT -5
Adrien's smile, made of bright charm and whole-milk relief, was not forced.
"Oh, really? Really, Adrian? Oh, gee."
He got up out of the chair to give him a hug of the sort where you grab someone and swing on them slightly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2009 20:15:54 GMT -5
"It's... no trouble..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 14, 2009 20:17:11 GMT -5
"Mmmmm."
He tossed his head back to give him a peck.
"Thanks so much. When d'you wanna go?" he asked, as he looped his arms around his waist.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2009 20:20:30 GMT -5
Adrian was nearly cringing.
"I imagine it's up to you."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 14, 2009 20:21:57 GMT -5
"Well I'm good anytime obviously," said Adrien, oblivious, still cuddling, or trying to. "I stay late for you." Obviously.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2009 20:23:40 GMT -5
"I don't think I'm quite in a position to make this decision, Adrien," he said as gently as he could.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 14, 2009 20:24:39 GMT -5
"Ummm, twenty minutes? No - thirty?" he said, pulling back slightly and looking up at him, confusedly, for approval of the time.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2009 20:26:36 GMT -5
"...oh. Ah. I see. Yes."
He sat up, weighing this over in his mind.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 15, 2009 7:18:48 GMT -5
Adrien took a step back to rest against the desk, hands spread behind him to grip the edge of it. He watched Adrian looking very vulnerable indeed.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 15, 2009 10:31:30 GMT -5
"I suppose," Adrian relented.
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