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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 2, 2012 20:16:39 GMT -5
Zander had managed to call in someone who could cover him, and hurried home to shower. He pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans, and an emerald green polo shirt. He put in his white nose ring, spiked up his hair again, and started over to their house. He got out, and suddenly became nervous. Even if he had spent almost the entire day with him.
He walked up to the door, and knocked on it gently. A blonde opened the door, but she didn't seem like Dallas, even if she looked like her.
"Oh, who invited the cutie?" She asked with a sly smile, running her hand down his chest.
"I fuck guys." He said flatly. He moved inside, spotting Devon. "Hey.." He breathed, his heart pounding in his chest.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 2, 2012 20:37:06 GMT -5
Devon had his head tilted again when Zander walked in. He bit his lip, tearing his eyes from the tv, and looked at him with a visible catch in breath. "Hi..." He murmured quietly, patting the spot beside him gently.
He toyed with one of the snakebites he had in, hair looking soft and clean, eye liner reapplied, as if he had taken a shower. He shifted his weight some, the action seeming to be more of a self conscious squirm than anything.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 3, 2012 13:53:53 GMT -5
"Hey, handsome." Zander said with a smile, walking over to him and sitting next to him. He kissed his cheek, whispering in his ear that he looked nice. He leaned back in the seat, resting his hand on Devon's thigh. He looked over at the TV, and smiled.
"I used to watch this all the time. When my dad would let me out. I still watch it when it comes on. I always wondered if that's how cavemen got around." He said, looking over at Devon.
"You do look really cute, though." He smiled, patting his leg gently.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 3, 2012 14:04:14 GMT -5
Devon actually smiled just slightly. "Thanks.." He mumbled, nodding at Zander's words about the cartoon. He gazed over at him wth gentle blue eyes a moment, wondering when dinner would be done and if Dallas was having her one friend over or not. He hoped not, wasn't used to many people.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 3, 2012 17:50:10 GMT -5
"You're welcome." He said with a smile, rubbing his leg gently. He looked back at the TV, listening to the girl set the plates down on the table. He looked back at Devon, still wondering why he had been invited over.
"So, what did you do today?" He asked, unable to form words with the knot in his stomach.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 3, 2012 17:56:16 GMT -5
"Just hung out here," He mumbled softly, hand finding Zander's own. His breaths were a lttle quicker, as was his heart beat. The feelings inside of him were so confusing...
He had never felt any ofthem before.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 5, 2012 14:43:16 GMT -5
Zander squeezed his hand gently, resting them in Devon's lap. He heard the girl call for dinner, and stood up, taking Devon into his arms for a second. He held him tight, rubbing his back gently before taking his hand again, pulling him to the table where he sat next to him. "I haven't had this since I was like, four." He said with a laugh, although he was completely serious.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 5, 2012 14:58:44 GMT -5
Devon blinked as he was hugged, but he wrapped his arms around Zander anyway before following him to the table. He studied the food for a moment.
"I haven't had it fresh cooked and warm.." He admitted softly, playing with his fork self consciously.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 5, 2012 15:16:02 GMT -5
"Looks like it's a first for both of you." Dallas said, sitting next to Devon. Duskin sat next to her, leaving Dru to sit next to Zander. He rested his free hand in Devon's lap, taking a bite out of his food. He felt her leg brush against his and blew it off until he felt her hand on his leg. He flipped his fork around, holding it over her hand.
"Don't. Fucking touch me." He hissed, and she drew her hand back. He took another bite of his food, seeing Duskin glare at her from the corner of his eye.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 11, 2012 22:53:35 GMT -5
Devon nodded, taking a bite of food. He glanced down as Zander's hand found his lap, and laced their fingers together gently, looking up at his snap. His eyes flashed warily, jaw loosening a bit as he allowed his teeth to lengthen some, then again returned to his food instead, touched at the scabbed gash beneath his shirt.
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