[CLOSED] just a little impaired.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor smirked. "S-so..? You l-like pink," He teased, kissing him on the cheek hesitantly. He grinned at the words of Thatcher. "Math th-then music? Y-you prob'ly desered it." A gentle smile, curling up closer, a faint wince passing his face. He rubbed at his raw feeling throat. "Mm...I n-need water.." Screaming and coughing, and then throwing up a decent sized glass full of cough syrup had done nothing good for him.

[deacon reid rudman]

"Yeah, but there's a difference between pink around my waist that only you will happen to see if you get a whim to just, take my shirt off one day and I'm wearing it.." He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water. he walked back, handed it to him, then sat back down. "And having two pink tuxes, pink flowers.." He smiled a bit, even if he really didn't feel like smiling. He folded his hands over his stomach again and leaned back.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor shrugged, curling up against him quietly. He drew in a breath after a moment, puased, then sighed.
"What...was g-going through y-y-your head..when y-you got that call?" He mumbled, absently rubbing at Deacon's arm.

He shifted his weight some more, grimaced.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon wrapped an arm loosely around him, not wanting to hit any of his bruises. He chewed on his lip, then took in a deep breath. "I dunno. You had been gone awhile, I thought maybe you had gone and was on your way back. Maybe someone had called on him. But I guess when I realized it was a call from his house, that it was him calling. I didn't want to have to do what I did, Connor.. I just.. If the head of the hospitals would have walked in and saw me trying to comfort you, he would have probably committed you himself. He's an ass." He kissed the top of his head gently. "I love you. No mater what."

[connor crayze sykes]

"I-I know you did.." He mumbled. "I was just s-scared and felt sick..didn't wanna b-be there..." He curled up closer, rubbing at his throat again and reaching for his water, twisting off the cap.

"Love y-you, too.." He murmured, taking a swallow of the soothing liquid. It hurt to do so, that glass of medicine really having torn up his throat.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon kissed the top of his head, rubbing the spot where his hand rested. He hugged him gently, chewing on one of his snakebites. He felt terrible, knowing Connor was hurting. He leaned back a little, gently pulling Connor closer.

"Everything's gonna be okay now.." He whispered, resting his chin on top of Connor's head. "If he hurts you again, I'll kill the bastard." But he knew he couldn't kill him, not if the man wasn't trying to kill him first.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor let Deacon pull him closer, but only shook his head. He wouldn't kill him..but he wouldn't put it past Jon to be waiting around every corner in order to follow through with his threat. Connor was all he had left, no matter what the relationship.

He drew a leg up carefully, clearing his throat with a wince.

[deacon reid rudman]

"Careful. You don't wanna start bleeding again, babe." He said, rubbing Connor's leg gently. He kissed his neck gently, then laid his head back against the couch. He heard Bandit moving around in her play pen, and looked back over the couch.

She smiled over at him and he smiled back. "Hey princess." He told her and she giggled, hiding her face in her hands. He shook his head, getting up and walking over to her. He pulled her up, holding her tight in his arms. He walked around the back of the couch, holding her upside down in front of Connor's face. She giggled, giving him a kiss.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor shrugged a but, resting his head on Deacon's shoulder. He straightened up so he could get up, smiled faintly at Bandit's upside down face, kissed her gently. "S-silly.." He murmured, shifting his weight again with a faint grimace.

[deacon reid rudman]

"Yub oo!" She exclaimed, giggling as Deacon drew her back, flipping her over. He kissed her forehead, taking his seat next to Connor.

"Daddy's hurt. You gonna give him kisses?" Deacon asked her, and she nodded, leaning over to kiss him. She smiled, patting his head gently. "A better?" She asked him, Laying her head on Deacon's shoulder to look at him.