[CLOSED] and aim for my heart.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon hugged him close, rubbing his side gently. "I don't want you to leave either, Connor.." He said quietly, kissing his neck gently. He looked down at him, running a hand through his hair.

"You think you can take a nap while I'm gone? Or would you rather come ride with me?" He asked, not really wanting him to, but not trusting him to be home alone either. Who knew how crazy his father was? And to what lengths would he go to get Connor back?

"Hey.. I love you, okay?" He said, kissing his forehead.

[connor crayze sykes]

"I'll do whate-ever you want.." He mumbled, not sure if he wanted to be here alone. He could ways sleep in the car.
Deacon's words made him smile some. "Okay..L-love you too.." He took Deacon's hand, kissed his palm

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon leaned down, kissing him gently. He swore if he took a deep enough breath, he could tear Connor's soul from his body. He knew that feeling all too well, all the people he had taken away felt the exact same way. It scared him, but he knew he would have to do it eventually. He pulled away, knowing Connor was getting closer and closer to the top of his list.

"How about you come ride with me?" He said softly, wanting to be with him as long as he was still there.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor huffed faintly at the kiss, smiled. He didn't realize any change that Deacon might anymore. He got up slowly, teeth gritting some though he tried to hide the pain as he stood, kissed Deacon's cheek.

He rubbed a hand against his shoulder gently.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon kissed the top of his head, then walked out to the car, grabbing their things. He handed Connor his jeans and his belt, then his snakebites. He started putting his own belt back on, then his snakebites when he felt something in his shoe. He sat on the arm of the sofa, pulling off his skater shoe. He tipped it over and a lego fell out. He smiled, picking it up and setting it on the table.

"Your girlfriend is a nut." He said with a smile, looking over at Connor.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor pulled his own jeans on, every action seeming to hurt. He was surprised Deacon hadn't noticed last night. Putting in his own snakebites, he laughed softly at Deacon's comment.

"C-cos that's not weird, m-my girlfriend calling me daddy," He teased, leaning over to give Deacon a quick, sloppy kiss on the lips.

[deacon reid rudman]

"You don't know." He said with a smirk, kissing him back. "It's kinky. I'm sure a lot of people do it." He squeezed his thigh, kissing him again. "I don't know what's worse. My boyfriend dating my daughter, or losing him to a one year old." He said with a laugh, lacing their fingers together.

"If you stall much longer, we aren't going anywhere." He said with a smirk, but no intentions of following through on that.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor smirked back faintly, running a hand through his hair before he pulled on his belt, moving for the door and out to the car.

He hesitated, wondering if he should sit up front or not.

[deacon reid rudman]

"You don't wanna sit up here so I can hold your hand?" He asked with a pretend pout, folding his arms across the steering wheel. He laid his head against it, looking up at Connor through the window. "You can always get in the back when we get to the store." He wanted to be around the boy as much as possible. Being able to feel his soul just beneath his skin scared Deacon more than he was willing to admit.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor worked his jaw some, slipping into the passengers seat, buckled the seat belt before sitting so he could pull the shoulder strap over and use just it.

He reached for Deacon's hand with his left one, draped his right absently over his stomach. He drew his legs up, curling them beneath him some as he glanced out the window.

He turned the radio on, staring distantly out the window, singing softly with the lyrics. The damn song brought tears to his eyes.

"Have you ever been so lonely,
No one there to hold?
Pull me in or disown me,
And then climb inside.
My arms are open wide.
Have a look inside.

It is not that I am scared to learn,
Why I'm empty inside.
hold my hand or show some concern,
If I live or die.
My eyes are open wide.
Help me look inside.

I hear the water drip from the faucet.
It's sweetly falling in tune.
I'm gently closing the closet.
I fall to the floor,
and crawl to my room.
The thought of ending it soon...
Just let me sleep in my room.

Hear me cry! cry! cry!
I hear a knock at the front door.
Don't come in!
I try to look at you
But I can't stop shaking.
Leave me alone. Just go away.
Mother I'm so scared.

Empty bed and all of the sheets are gone,
They're wrapped around me and you.
All is quiet but the drop of a gun.
I want to belong...to someone...
But maybe life's not for everyone."