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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 11, 2009 18:31:26 GMT -5
Adrien, his hair still wet and wrapped up in a too-large, too-long, very fluffy lilac bathrobe with what would be his initials on it if he were, say, married to a man with a surname that started with "V", and with a bright smile, came back into the bedroom with two perfectly whipped up cups of hot cocoa, which he handed to Adrian, and carefully slipped into the space beside Adrian so closely that he was practically in his lap. Then he took one of the cups back, settled against him comfortably, and took a sip.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 11, 2009 18:40:10 GMT -5
In spite of the coziness and general peace of the situation, Adrian couldn't help but feel somewhat put off.
This whole situation was so alien.
Nevertheless, he forced a smile at Adrien, and it looked genuine.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 11, 2009 18:45:24 GMT -5
Adrien took another sip and then lifted his head, eyes shut, to nuzzle his chest - almost like a blind kitten - with a contented sigh.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 11, 2009 18:47:25 GMT -5
Adrian looked at the cream melting into the cocoa. It made him a little ill to think of what kinds of processing had been done to give it its texture.
He closed his eyes and took a sip with the same resignation he'd had with the aspirin.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 11, 2009 18:52:25 GMT -5
"D'you like it?" asked a voice dutifully in a whisper from below him, Adrien tilting his head back and opening his eyes to try and see him clearly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 12, 2009 18:05:02 GMT -5
"It's... sweet."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 12, 2009 18:19:23 GMT -5
Adrien's lips parted in nearly-shocked laughter. "I don't think I've ever heard you use that word before!"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 12, 2009 18:22:05 GMT -5
"It's a perfectly normal adjective."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 12, 2009 18:23:21 GMT -5
"But it's so... it's so... not-you. I mean, since when is anything about you perfectly normal? Perfect, maybe."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 12, 2009 18:28:57 GMT -5
"Adrien-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 12, 2009 18:30:36 GMT -5
He tilted his head deeply to the side, a smile on his lips, his mouth a moment away from his cup.
"Hmmm?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 12, 2009 18:31:47 GMT -5
"...never mind."
There was no sense in arguing with him. This much was obvious.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 12, 2009 18:32:39 GMT -5
He took another drink and cuddled closer.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 12, 2009 18:37:17 GMT -5
Adrian put an arm around him, a little resignedly.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 12, 2009 18:44:48 GMT -5
"You getting dry?" He said, one hand landing on his chest and stroking, slipping beneath the bathrobe as it did.
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