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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 13, 2010 14:04:56 GMT -5
"You lit up so beautifully at the new shoes a few months ago..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 13, 2010 14:06:45 GMT -5
"...Adrian, Adrian. No one had ever gotten me anything like that before... and... now I feel a bit guilty when you get me new things. Surely one person shouldn't have so many clothes..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 13, 2010 15:03:32 GMT -5
"But I want you to."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 13, 2010 17:44:51 GMT -5
"I... I'm not worth it."
His voice broke on that one word.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 13, 2010 21:28:25 GMT -5
"You've stayed with me this long. Trust me, you're worth it."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 13, 2010 21:40:10 GMT -5
He nuzzled into him and gave a little exhausted sob.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2010 2:31:35 GMT -5
"Ssshhh..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 14, 2010 11:30:28 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, I'm okay."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2010 14:40:26 GMT -5
"It's all right."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 14, 2010 16:43:13 GMT -5
He leaned into him, trying to get a hold on himself.
"So... you, you like to buy me dresses then..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2010 20:39:18 GMT -5
"Your reactions have shown a far greater enthusiasm for those than male clothing."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 14, 2010 20:40:21 GMT -5
"Girl stuff is so flowy and I feel just - so small and nice - " he gushed.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2010 20:46:57 GMT -5
"Well, you are."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 14, 2010 21:16:53 GMT -5
"I feel like it," he said sheepishly, kind of curling up under his arm and blinking up at him with a littlish smile.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 14, 2010 21:19:27 GMT -5
"All I want from you now is your happiness. Do you understand?"
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