OH BABY // dylan.

[mathieu 'mat' darren blank]

The good thing about being inside a casino was that he wasn't easily noticed, even with his odd clothes on. He honestly was content to not be recognized. If no one noticed he was there, he'd be fine. He felt less like himself as the days passed. He couldn't help wondering if the boy was about to die because Mat was going to go with him.

He took a seat at the dark end of the bar, twisting the wedding band around his finger. He didn't even bother ordering anything. He just wanted to be lost in his memories.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan stepped into the casino quietly, tracing his fingers over his tattoos slowly and looking around, touching a gash that had scabbed over his shoulder. Hades was having too much fun with Devon, and the kid was more animal than human half the time.

He looked around warily, eyes brightening when he saw Mat before he swallowed. He hated that his love's life was in the hands of some dying kid.

[mathieu 'mat' darren blank]

Mat looked up as the bartender came over. He shook his head when he was asked what he liked. Instead he slid off the stool, walking to the bathrooms in the back. He stopped at one of the sinks, looking up into the mirror. But the person who was looking back hardly looked like how he felt.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan watched him go, guessing he hadn't been noticed, and he bit his lip harshly, jaw trembling. Why couldn't it be like it used to? Why had Mat had to of died?
Gentle tears fell down Dylan's cheeks and he didn't know what to do with the rare, weak emotion.

[mathieu 'mat' darren blank]

"All you do is fuck everything up.." He muttered, trying to work the ring off his finger for the hundreth time. But of course, it was there forever. "He would have been happier if you'd just stayed dead, fucking faggot.. But oh no. You're not happy with blowing up. No. You have to come back and ruin everything he'd worked for. And hurt the boy he was in love with. Leave it to Mat to never get a hint.." He walked out of the bathroom, nearly running into one of the strippers. But when he looked up, it was Dylan he saw standing in front of him. "Well, speak of the devil.."

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan lifted his head in surprise, wiped at tear rimmed eyes guiltily. "Mat.." He whispered, voice wavering with every possible emotion before he began to cry again.
He wasn't sure why, but recently he had been emotional, a lot. Maybe it was because Mat was back, but on temporary conditions. And that scared him. He didn't want to lose him again.

[mathieu 'mat' darren blank]

"Dylan, don't cry.." He mumbled. It killed him to see him like this. He walked over to him, gently brushing away his tears. "Everything's okay." He pressed a gentle kiss to his jaw. "You don't have a single reason to cry. And don't lie and say you do."

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan closed his eyes, tilting his head and drawing in a breath before arms were wrapping around his waist and he touched abd talked to, holding him tight.

[mathieu 'mat' darren blank]

Mat gently wrapped his arms around his neck, hugging him close. It didn't matter what happened; Dylan would always mean the world to him. They had more than their fair share of fights, but Mat always thought he hung the moon. He gently pulled Dylan's jaw closer, kissing him softly.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan kissed him back slowly. "Mh.." He mumbled despite the tears drying on his cheeks. "I love you.." He swallowed, hugging Mat closer to his chest. "You can't leave me again Mat..."