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Post by devon splyce parker on Apr 6, 2012 1:39:56 GMT -5
Dylan kissed him gently. "It's okay," He murmured, brushing his tears away. He hugged him with his free arm, looking over at the other two as Devon stirred. "We should get back, Dev needs sleep...Princess can sleep with our dads tonight, and and Zander can crash at our place.." He bit his lip, wasn't on the best terms with Zander, hoped that at least knowing he wasn't going to hurt Devon anymore would help.
Devon opened his eyes tiredly, smiling up at them as he yawned, then buried his face in Zander's lap, again reaching for his hand.
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Post by mathieu 'mat' darren blank on Apr 6, 2012 1:46:46 GMT -5
"I don't care.. I just want to sleep next to you tonight.. You scared me half to life." He walked over, nudging Zander with his foot. "Wake the fuck up."
"I don't have any three's.." He mumbled sleepily and Mat snorted.
"Zander, wake up. We gotta go home." He said, and Zander rubbed his eyes, patting Devon's back.
"Come on, baby. I can't carry you tonight." He said, looking up at Mat holding onto Dylan's hand. He didn't understand how anyone could love someone like Dylan. He got up, grabbing his keys off the table. "Dropping everyone off at their house?" He asked Mat, and Mat nodded.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Apr 6, 2012 1:50:33 GMT -5
Dylan smirked faintly, watching Devon stir and sit up, standing slowly. He glanced at Dylan, padding towards him and hugging him, careful not to touch Mat before he returned, taking Zander's hand. "Stay with me tonight..." He whispered softly.
He watched Dylan sign himself out and take Mat's hand again.
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Post by mathieu 'mat' darren blank on Apr 6, 2012 1:56:24 GMT -5
Zander nodded reluctantly. Mat watched him, and almost felt bad for him. He could tell Zander was really broken, that he had a lot on his plate. But he still couldn't tell Devon no. Mat couldn't even tell Devon no. He had a soft spot for the boy, probably always would. He climbed into the back seat with Dylan as Zander climbed into the driver's seat. Mat played with a clasp on his vest all the way back to their house, curled at Dylan's side.
When they got there, Mat watched as everyone got out the car, but stayed where he was. He was too scared of hurting Princess. He yawned, playing with a clasp again.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Apr 6, 2012 2:01:03 GMT -5
Devon climbed into the car, sitting quietly curled up in the seat. He looked at Zander occasionally, eyes sad and knowing, then looked away when they reached the house.
Dylan got out and opened the door to the house, scooping the little dog up and kissing the top of her head before slinking quietly into the house. He dropped her in their parents' room then walked out, taking Mat's hand with a smile.
Devon got out, uncertain, and watched Zander dejectedly.
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Post by mathieu 'mat' darren blank on Apr 6, 2012 2:06:55 GMT -5
Mat took his hand, following him into the house. Zander got out of the car and walked around the other side, taking Devon's hand. He followed him inside, chewing on his lip. He obviously didn't want to be in the same house as Dylan, let alone sleeping in the same house with him.
Mat just climbed into Dylan's bed, not bothering to take anything off. He looked up at Dylan, then opened his arms, wanting Dylan now more than ever. He always felt lost without him, but now he just felt broken.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Apr 6, 2012 2:11:12 GMT -5
Devon walked in, cautious. He padded towards the bedroom, pausing to hesitantly kiss Zander on the lips. He stepped inside, watching Dylan pull off his sling and climb into bed with Mat, hugging him close. "Love you, baby..." He murmured softly.
Devon smiled at them, picking a stuffed cat, ratty with age, from his bed and setting it aside. He stood back up, tilting his head and gazing at Zander affectionately.
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Post by mathieu 'mat' darren blank on Apr 6, 2012 2:17:07 GMT -5
Mat wiggled out of his vest, tossing it to the floor. He moved as close as he could get to Dylan, burying his face in the familiar chest. "Love you too.." He breathed, then turned around. He pulled Dylan's arm gently around him, playing with his fingers as he moved back, his back finding Dylan's chest.
Zander walked over, pulling off his shirt in the process. He tossed it to the floor, then climbed into the bed. He took Devon's hands, gently pulling him to the bed. He kissed him slowly, rubbing his side gently. "Get some sleep, okay?"
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Post by devon splyce parker on Apr 6, 2012 2:23:31 GMT -5
Dylan curled up, hugging him close and kissing the back of his neck before reaching to flip off the lamp. He drew in a content breath, closing his eyes. "Goodnight, Dev..." He mumbled, soon drifting into sleep.
Devon sat down. "Kay.." He met the kiss, curling up next to Zander. "Feel better okay?" He mimicked the style of words, smiled as he pulled the blankets over them, reaching for the stuffed cat again, gazing at it in the dark room before snuggling close to Zander, careful not to hurt him. He huffed when Dylan spoke, mumbled a 'night'.
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Post by mathieu 'mat' darren blank on Apr 6, 2012 2:28:20 GMT -5
Mat soon fell asleep, clinging to Dylan's hand for dear life. He actually slept through the night for once. But he was actually in a bed and not on his gave.
"I will." He mumbled, then yawned. He wrapped his arms around Devon, pulling him close. He didn't care if it hurt or not, if the bruises on his chest, stomach, and hips were visible now. He just wanted to sleep with Devon in his arms. And soon enough, he was asleep, his breathing growing scarily shallow.
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