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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 17, 2010 23:04:25 GMT -5
Adrian opened the door.
"My apologies-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 17, 2010 23:06:22 GMT -5
"What are you even doing in here?" he asked, almost - but not quite - petulantly (Adrian was more capable of petulance than his 30-years-younger lover), peering in and getting a glimpse of the packaging behind him on the counter.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 17, 2010 23:10:19 GMT -5
"Nothing," Adrian said automatically, moving to stand in front of it.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 17, 2010 23:11:16 GMT -5
The look on Adrien's face was quite clearly alarm and he put a hand out to try and push, however gently, past Adrian to check.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 17, 2010 23:13:47 GMT -5
"It's nothing, really-"
He moved in the way again.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 17, 2010 23:15:51 GMT -5
Which made him panic. "Adrian!" he cried, trying to push past him frantically, "for god's sake tell me what's wrong - "
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 17, 2010 23:18:53 GMT -5
"Relax, Adrien."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 17, 2010 23:20:03 GMT -5
"Well why are you hiding? Are you - "
Adrien pulled back, gave him a blank look, and then a very frank one.
"...oh it isn't porn, is it?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 17, 2010 23:22:41 GMT -5
"No, it's not porn-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 17, 2010 23:25:46 GMT -5
The brief moment of relief vanished and he felt his chest tighten again with the panic. "Adrian, what is it? I can take it, just tell me, what - "
The thought struck him that it might be... medicine of some kind, something to preserve his health, and his lip trembled, and then he threw his arms around him and held on tightly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 17, 2010 23:27:34 GMT -5
Adrian's eyes widened and his arms went up.
"Adrien-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 17, 2010 23:28:32 GMT -5
He was, however silently, clearly crying, and also clearly clinging to him.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 17, 2010 23:31:45 GMT -5
"Adrien, what on Earth-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 17, 2010 23:33:15 GMT -5
He pulled himself together again, stood up straight, and said, "Well," then carefully shut the door, turning around and trying to walk off, stumbling badly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 17, 2010 23:35:00 GMT -5
Adrian followed him.
"Adrien, what on earth is the matter with you?"
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