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Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 10, 2009 14:15:23 GMT -5
Ironically, it was the dress and the hat and his new, if incomplete, haircut that had made it easier for Adrien to be snuck out to Adrian's car as quickly as possible.
Adrian had told the interim secretary that he was going to be taking the rest of the afternoon off due to unavoidable circumstances, and as far as he was concerned this was the truth. He looped one of Adrien's arms over his own shoulder and lead him carefully to the elevator to the penthouse again after helping him out of the car.
"All right, almost there..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 10, 2009 14:19:30 GMT -5
Adrien wanted to snuggle in the elevator, but didn't let himself give in.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 10, 2009 14:20:24 GMT -5
He pressed Adrien's head into his shoulder with a firm hand slid under the boy's hat.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 10, 2009 14:22:47 GMT -5
He was still stumbling when they got into Adrian's penthouse.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 10, 2009 14:30:47 GMT -5
"Here, sit down-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 10, 2009 14:32:55 GMT -5
He tripped over himself on the way, but he sat down, if by "sat down" one means "curled up into a ball of tremulous rentboy that was shaking beneath a very large fur-coat".
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 10, 2009 14:49:04 GMT -5
Adrian's first instinct was to let him alone, but on second thought he sat beside him and made a feeble gesture to hold him.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 10, 2009 14:50:47 GMT -5
Adrien cuddled very desperately into Adrian's lap.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 10, 2009 15:01:42 GMT -5
"It's all right, I'm here."
He wasn't sure if this really qualified as much of a relief, given what had happened earlier.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 10, 2009 15:04:05 GMT -5
He rested his head against his chest, but not very high up - he was still bent over, almost as though he'd been kicked.
After a while, he said, in a muffled voice, "...Adrian?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 10, 2009 15:07:58 GMT -5
"Yes?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 10, 2009 15:08:39 GMT -5
"I'm a little hungry," he admitted.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 10, 2009 15:11:15 GMT -5
"I can get you something-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 10, 2009 15:13:10 GMT -5
"Could you?" asked Adrien in a roughened voice, staggeringly relieved.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 10, 2009 15:29:48 GMT -5
"I don't know if you'd like anything- or, come to think of it, if I have much-"
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