[OPEN] Stardust

[devon splyce parker]

Dylan slept soundly throughout the night, it was Devon who stared into the dark, restless and uneasy, scareed for Zander as well as the coming events. He drifted on and off throughout the night, but never fell into a deep enough sleep to gather much rest. As light started creeping through the blinds, he hid his face, listening to Zander's breathing and Dylan beginning to wake. He closed his eyes, soon sound asleep even though Dylan was waking because he had to go, too.

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Zander grumbled when Dylan tried to wake Devon up, and pulled the blankets up over his head. He buried further into the blankets, really not wanting to get up. He forced himself to stay awake, telling himself that Devon needed him today.

"Dylan.." Mat cried out in his sleep, and Zander cringed at the noise, sitting up in the bed. He rubbed absently at his eyes, forgetting about the horrible bruises across his body. He ran his fingers through Devon's hair, and Mat cried out again, tears spilling down his cheeks.

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Devon complained stubbornly, huffing. He felt Zander move and gazed up at him tiredy, looking ready to cry as he studied the bruises.

Dylan glanced over at Mat. It was like so many nights before, on tour.. A tour Mat had never finished. Only last night the nightmares had almost become true a second time. He sat on the edge of the bed, leaning down to kiss him, brushing away his tears. "Mat, baby... I'm right here..."

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Zander kissed the top of his head, hugging him close. "Good morning." He mumbled, rubbing Devon's sides gently. He knew what he was upset about, but he had no control over what his father had done. He just had to live with it. "It's okay. Why don't you start getting ready, hm?"

Mat reached up a hand to touch Dylan's cheek, tears still falling down his cheeks. "Why aren't I good enough?" He asked sleepily, then turned over onto his side, falling right back asleep. He clung to the pillow beside him, lost in Dylan's smell.

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Devon bit his lip, had slept with his piercings in, but considering he barely slept it didn't really matter. "I don't wanna go.." He whispered. "I'm tired." He kissed him softly, handing him the old stuffed cat as he got up, barely phased by the childish action. It was one thing Dylan had.never touched, having been there when his mother picked them out for the twins within her. Dying giving birth, it was all they ever got from her. Chrystian probably didn't even have his anymore, but Devon had kept it near and dear.
He pulled off his shirt, changing into a different one, as well as jeans. Only his arms and stomach were really scarred, he barely seemed bothered by changing in front of everyone, disappeared into the bathroom to wash his face, grabbing eye liner on the way, hesitant about it, remembering how many people made fun of him.

Dylan frowned. "You are, Mat...you are..." He ran fingers slowly through his hair, just remembering how everything was before.

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Zander watched him go, and realized with a growing uneasiness that he was alone with Dylan. Despite Mat. He picked up his shirt and pulled it over his head. He knew how bad he looked, and part of him hoped he wasn't called as a witness. But he needed to stick up for Devon, him and Mat both.

Mat felt Devon's hand in his hair, heard him talking and he stirred, looking up at him. "Good morning, baby." He smiled, sitting up to kiss him slowly. He almost expected a hyper princess to come bouncing in and greet them.

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Devon finished getting ready, nearly running into Chrystian. "Hey Dev." He ruffled his hair as he headed to the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone. Devon complained, fixing his hair as he padded into the room again, the dog barking from another bedroom.

Dylan barely payed attention to Zander, more fixated with Mat than anything. "Hey," He murmured, smiling and kissing him gently.

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Zander looked up at him, and smiled. He rubbed his nose ring, then walked out of the room to look for the bathroom. He washed his face and fixed his flat hair as best he could. He was used to geling it up, but he wasn't at his house. He walked back into the room, wrapping his arms around Devon. "Hey baby."

Mat smiled, kissing him deeply. He ran his fingers through Dylan's hair, holding out the kiss as long as he could. He finally pulled away, looking up at him as he traced his fingers over Dylan's jaw. "Can I see Princess? If you hold her?" He asked.

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Devon smiled. "Hi..." He murmured, leaning up close. He yawned, exhausted from a sleepless night, cinfusion still swimming within him. He was terrified of going, fear was one emotion he knew well. He kissed Zander gently, watching Dylan leave the room.

Dylan met the kiss slow and gentle. "Of course." He kissed his forehead, getting uo and heading tiwards his father's room, picking up the little dog. Even though she was three now, she hadn't got much bigger, but had been clearly welltaken care of. She was all he had had left. He hugged her close as he returned, sitting down, and she barked at Mat.

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Zander hugged him close, kissing him back. He rubbed his back gently, knowing he was getting nervous. "Is your brother supposed to be coming with us?" He asked. "Deacon's gonna go over everything with you. You don't have to be nervous, baby." He kissed him gently again.

"Hey baby!" He exclaimed, smiling over at her. He wished he could reach out and touch her, wondered if Princess came with he Dylan package. He wrinkled his nose at her. "You're still so tiny. Daddy keeps stomping on your head?" He teased.