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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 15, 2009 13:45:23 GMT -5
He lowered his hand, looking startled.
"I'm sorry," he said, sounding very sincere, and a little wretched. "It's just that... how am I supposed to learn it, then?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 15, 2009 13:49:42 GMT -5
"Do you always look to me to know what you should do? I only want my daughterthing to do that."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 15, 2009 13:50:52 GMT -5
"I - "
He looked really startled, and then his face crumpled.
Who else was there?
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 15, 2009 13:55:37 GMT -5
"Adrien..."
He sighed.
"Come here."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 15, 2009 13:56:21 GMT -5
He stood uncertainly, but hesitated, not as though thinking of not going to him but because his brain was preoccupied enough sorting things out to not recall to send him in that direction.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 15, 2009 13:59:34 GMT -5
"I said, come here."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 15, 2009 14:01:00 GMT -5
Adrien looked at him suddenly and stepped forward cautiously, almost as though frightened of him.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 15, 2009 14:29:29 GMT -5
He put his arms around him silently.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 15, 2009 14:31:28 GMT -5
Adrien, after a moment, echoed the movement.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 15, 2009 14:41:16 GMT -5
"I know I'm being short with you, and for that I apologize."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 15, 2009 14:44:01 GMT -5
Adrien didn't say anything. He did not know that he thought short was quite the word.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 15, 2009 14:54:36 GMT -5
Adrian kissed the top of his head, and then released him to finish combing his own hair. He did so straight back from his forehead, to further decrease the likelihood of being recognized. The newly arrived grey streak was now plainly visible but remained uncommented upon.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 15, 2009 14:57:07 GMT -5
"Are you doing that because of me?" Adrien asked miserably, though in a flat tone of voice, when he saw Adrian's reflection in the mirror.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Oct 15, 2009 14:59:32 GMT -5
"No, I'm doing it because we'll be going out."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 15, 2009 15:01:56 GMT -5
"Mm."
Adrien pushed his fingers through his wet hair, sighed, and turned to walk out of the bathroom, pondering to himself a bit bleakly that he had to look different when he went out because he was going out with Adrien. Always the dirty little secret, and never the bride. Or something.
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