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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 10, 2010 14:58:48 GMT -5
Adrien hitched his pants up over the form-fitting tee-shirt and went to get a belt to keep them there. The effect was probably more butch than anything Adrien had ever worn in Adrian's presence, the belt being a bit wide and drawing a lot of attention to how narrow his hips were, how tight his waist.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 10, 2010 15:08:13 GMT -5
Adrian stood and started pulling on his discarded clothes from earlier again, pausing only to give Adrien a sly look.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 10, 2010 15:09:42 GMT -5
Adrien was dressing and distracted, and hadn't even been looking at Adrian.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 10, 2010 15:25:54 GMT -5
"Are you happy?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 10, 2010 15:27:25 GMT -5
"As always," he said with a little smile over his shoulder.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 10, 2010 15:32:06 GMT -5
"And am I forgiven?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 10, 2010 15:34:36 GMT -5
"For what? Ravishing me?"
He winked and returned to the closet, tying on a pair of scuffed-up oxfords in a size too big - Adrien didn't own a lot of truly nice men's shoes - and pulling on a short, rough denim jacket, then an oversized newsboy cap.
"Let's dress down and go someplace crowded for lunch, okay?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 10, 2010 17:52:17 GMT -5
"Where were you keeping all these things?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 10, 2010 17:55:32 GMT -5
"I have a bag of clothes I don't wear a lot in here," he said, looking innocent as he pulled on a pair of woollen gloves with the fingertips cut off - because they had been too big for him. They only made his fingers seem small and delicate, even against the otherwise masculine appearance he had. In truth there weren't a lot of them - a few t-shirts and undershirts and tank tops, totalling perhaps five, of dubious wear, and only one other pair of shoes, scuffed lace-up workboots in a yellow color. He'd have to go shopping sometime to dress for Adrian.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 10, 2010 17:59:51 GMT -5
"And I've been buying you dresses all this time..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 10, 2010 18:02:07 GMT -5
"I know," said Adrien, giving him the oddest look, as though he could not understand this even remotely. "I thought you wanted me to be a girl this whole time. Why on earth did you do that?" He was nimbly buttoning up his coat, and about to leave the room.
And right before he left, he said, completely incredulously, "I'd never have warn them if I knew you wanted to be a fag."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 10, 2010 18:13:26 GMT -5
Adrian gaped and then swiftly followed.
"I thought that was what you wanted-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 10, 2010 18:15:43 GMT -5
Adrien shrugged helplessly. "You should put on something a little rough."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 10, 2010 18:31:11 GMT -5
"I- what?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 10, 2010 18:35:56 GMT -5
"You look too nice. We'll get stared at. At least try your Surreptitious Hat."
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