[CLOSED] Welcome to our...humble home?

[tyler deschon gryffon]

Tyler sighed softly. "I can be happy.." He insisted softly. "I can smile...." He worked his jaw, gazing at her. "And I can do it just cos' you asked too...." 'It's called pretending..' He thought regretfully. "You don't hafta worry about me, I got it all figured out." But he didn't, and he knew he didn't. Not if he had to drink to feel better and fight down the more and more commonly uprising depression.

He of course denied that to even himself, insisted he had control. Smiling gently at Charlie, he gazed back up at the ceiling... yeah, he would say he had it all figured out. But deep down inside, his heart was was in turmoil.

[charlie annalise richards]

"Just cause I asked you.." She mumbled, looking over at the wall. She felt his fingers on her bare side and shivered, rubbing his shoulder gently. Her breathing was slow, almost calculated; the breathing of a person who was about to die. She remembered the man who had raped then murdered her; he had been the only person to ever touch her. And his hands had wandered her entire body, ignoring her pleas and screams. He wings twitched again, and she moved closer to Tyler, tears spilling down her cheeks. She wanted to tell him not to let go, but knew that would probably be foolish. She didn't know the boy, and he didn't know her. But that didn't explain how right their hands felt together..

She closed her eyes, her hand running down his chest, looking subconsiously for his hand, some sort of comfort.

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[tyler deschon gryffon]

Tyler remained oblivious for a moment to her tears, and when he noticed them he swallowed, stroking her cheek. "Hey...you okay?" She had moved closer, her hand tracing over his chest. He took it gently in his own, fingers curling through hers to rest against the back of it, drawing it across his torso to the other side of his body.

"What's wrong Charlie..?" He murmured. He never payed much mind to getting to know the girls he met well. But something about her...
Light eyebrows furrowed as he searched her saddened face. "You told me not to be sad...you shouldn't be either.." The hand at her waist drew her closer.

[charlie annalise richards]

She moved closer, feeling her body pressed to his side. 'This shouldn't feel so right..' She thought, squeezing his hand. 'This shouldn't feel so perfect..'

"I'm just thinking.." She whispered, her orange hair falling into her face. She wanted to brush it out of her face, but she didn't want to let go of any part of him. She closed her eyes, feeling his warm arms around her.

"Do you feel it too..?" She asked, her thumb running across his. "Does it feel like.. this is just.. right?" Saying it out loud somehow confirmed it, the feeling of content, like everything was okay, everything was right. She moved her head into the center of his chest, listening to his heart beat.

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[tyler deschon gryffon]

"Oh..okay," He breathed softly, he wouldn't pressure her.
Eyes closed for a moment, biting at his lip. She spoke and he opened them, against gazing her way. "Yeah...I do.." He mumbled. But he didn't know why, didn't believe in love at first sight or 'soul-mates'....so there had to be a reason..right?
'Please don't let me be the person she's supposed to protect..'

Something within him didn't want her to know how broken him and his brothers really were inside... he was afraid to let anyone know. It wasn't something he wanted to face, even after two years.

[charlie annalise richards]

She looked up at him from behind her orange hair. She tipped her head to the other side, her hair falling out of her face. "Oh, now I can see those pretty eyes of yours." She smiled, squeezing his hand. She bit her lip, her teeth working on the skin there. She listened to the steady beat of his heart, the sound contenting her. She wasn't so worried anymore. She knew everything could be alright.

Her wings twitched again, and she shivered. She sat up, holding the blanket close to her chest. "Don't you look, mister." She scolded him, blushing deeply.

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[tyler deschon gryffon]

Tyler smiled faintly as she shook her hair aside, just gazing at her quietly. So when she sat up, speaking and blushing, he laughed. "Awhh, why not?" He taunted, poking his tongue out and offering another crooked smile before staring back up at the ceiling again, amused.

[charlie annalise richards]

Her wings folded down against her back, and she laid down next to him again, pulling the blanket over them. She felt his arm slip under her wings and around her waist, and blushed again. She moved close, laying her head on his chest. She closed her eyes, silently thanking God he wasn't shirtless. Feeling his bare chest against hers might drive her insane. Or away. And she didn't want to leave.

She yawned, her fingers trailing up and sown his chest. "Did you look like a puppy when you were born?" She asked, wondering if they looked like little doggies. "Or did you look like a baby?" She hooked her leg around his, her fingers eventually finding his.

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[tyler deschon gryffon]

Tyler laughed faintly, drawing in a deep breath. "A baby..my mom is human, she wouldn't have given birth to pups." He smiled. "If she had been a werewolf like my dad, and in wolf form when she gave birth, then we would have been born as pups, but she's human..and for some reason Jacob is the only one with strong enough genes in his blood to be considered a full lycan," He shrugged, working his jaw thoughtfully.

"Sometimes it's nice though..knowing he all carry a bit of our father within us." Earliers words when he had admitted to what he was were now perhaps not so down bringing on himself, but sad, respectful instead.

[charlie annalise richards]

"I was an orphan.." She offered, looking over at the wall. "But that was.. probably two hundred years ago.. I don't know who any of my family was. So I kind of like seeing that you have a lot of brothers, and you know them. It's nice." She paused for a minute, then looked up at him. "Just make him proud, okay? Find someone, have some little babies of your own, and keep your family close." She smiled, stroking his cheek. "It's okay to be sad sometimes, but you have to remember the good things and keep looking for that special person, so he can have cute little grandbabies to watch over." She laid her head back on his chest, looking at the wall.

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