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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 5:15:27 GMT -5
"No- no, it's going to make it-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 15:46:17 GMT -5
He held onto him and cried.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 15:49:27 GMT -5
"I promise-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 15:57:27 GMT -5
He could be felt trying to relax, agonizingly slow-going, and nuzzled Adrian needily, gently rubbing his head against his chest.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 15:59:11 GMT -5
"Don't worry, all right?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 16:01:04 GMT -5
"Okay..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 16:03:04 GMT -5
"Here, look at me."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 16:08:22 GMT -5
He looked up at him tearily.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 20:48:52 GMT -5
"I promise."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 21:06:16 GMT -5
"I believe you," said Adrien, the weight of his blind faith palpable as his eyes locked on Adrian's.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 21:11:51 GMT -5
Adrian broke their eye contact and held him.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 21:13:25 GMT -5
He sank against Adrian, comforted by the sensation of getting his shoulder rubbed. He didn't want to think of this anymore. Their whole morning had been pure uninterrupted bliss...
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 21:25:32 GMT -5
He worked his hand into Adrien's tousled, almost-curling hair.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2010 21:26:27 GMT -5
"Come downstairs and I'll play you a waltz I'm learning," Adrien whispered promisingly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 19, 2010 21:27:48 GMT -5
"You've been practicing again?"
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