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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 24, 2012 21:23:14 GMT -5
"Alright," He mumbled halfheartedly, staring down at the floor again. As his cheek was cupped her looked up, searching Zander's face with full and complete trust. But then that apathy was back. "Okay," He murmured, rubbing at his scabbed stomach. They had cleaned him up while Zander had been out, though they had mentioned something about telling someone he needed some mental help with the way he had acted around them.
He smiled down at Zander gently again, leaning over to kiss him softly before offering out the oxygen mask with a curious expression. He didn't know what it was or what it did, but it had seemed to be helping Zander before.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 24, 2012 21:39:23 GMT -5
Zander kissed him back, a bit surprised by the action. He usually had to kiss the boy first. He wrinkled his nose at the oxygen mask, but put it on nonetheless. He closed his eyes, taking Devon's hand into his again. He played with his fingers for a moment before slipping his fingers between his, squeezing it gently before holding it loosely. He looked up at him, thinking about how handsome he was.
He debated asking if he wanted to be his boyfriend, but decided against it. He wasn't sure Devon really understood it. He closed his eyes again, rubbing his thumb over the top of his hand.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 24, 2012 21:46:48 GMT -5
Devon watched him quietly before looking down at their hands again. If Dallas had never introduced him to such things, Devon would have had a clue what any of this meant. But he knew Zander cared a lot...
Girls had always tried to get his him, but with lack of emotion, feeling or education, he had blown people off, hadn't known how to act at all. A bit of that emotion now showed through. He could clearly feel, even if something about him remained off.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 24, 2012 21:54:05 GMT -5
Zander chewed on his lip from beneath the mask. He always dreaded surgery, especially random surgery. It was like having someone just pounce on you and take your wallet or something. He hated unexpected things. He squeezed Devon's hand gently, hoping he didn't notice the shake in his hands. He looked over at him, then wrinkled his nose, feeling dried blood around his nose ring. He took the mask off, fumbling with it for a moment before letting the piercing drop into the sheets between his legs.
"That's gross." He groaned, rubbing his nose. He was glad he wasn't hooked up to anything, and he was still in his clothes. He climbed out of bed, going to the bathroom to wash off his face, then clean his nose.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 24, 2012 23:30:26 GMT -5
Devon watched him go curiously, reaching over to pick up the nose ring and set it on the small side table without so much as a flinch. He yawned, stretching a bit and running his hands up and down his scarred arms for a moment.
He glanced towards the door, movement outside, then towards the bathroom where Zander was washing up a bit. He picked up the oxygen mask again curiously, putting it down once he got bored with his investigation.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 24, 2012 23:35:45 GMT -5
Zander dried his face on a towel, content that he had cleaned the piercing well enough. He walked back to the bed, and saw Devon standing there. He wrapped his arms around his waist, kissing his neck gently before sitting back on the bed, getting situated again. He put the mask back on, fishing through his pockets. He found another condom in his pocket, and blamed Nevada. He put it back, pulling out his phone. He read through the messages, then put it back. He finally looked over at Devon, scanning his face.
"You've never been to a hospital, huh?" He asked, each word making little puffs of air in the mask.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 24, 2012 23:51:30 GMT -5
Devon smiled faintly, hugging Zander back before sitting in the chair, watching him get situated. He shook his head faintly. "Nah," He mumbled. "Chrystian always took care 'me cos he didn't want me coming here, and no money."
He chewed on a lip ring, knew it was because he wasn't human, and any hospital tests would not react the same.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 25, 2012 0:00:52 GMT -5
He nodded. "Yeah. I fell from the roof one time, and my dad didn't bother to get me help.. He said hospitals were full of demons and stuff. Not that I ever really bought that. If demons inhabited anywhere, it would be in him." He mumbled, looking down into his lap. He took in a deep breath, a cough following shortly after.
"Ugh, my head.." He groaned, laying back on the bed. He covered his eyes with his arm.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 25, 2012 0:10:05 GMT -5
Devon glanced around, trying to hide the brief hurt in his eyes. He knew it wasn't Zander's fault though, he didn't know what he was... He glanced up as Zander groaned. "I'm sorry..." He mumbled awkwardly, kissing him on the temple gently. He ran a hand through Zander's hair slowly, glancing around a last time before he slouched, chin resting against the edge of the bed.
From that position, he just watched the other male quietly, head tilting the slightest bit, blue eyes emotionless.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 25, 2012 0:17:10 GMT -5
Zander breathed slowly, the oxygen once again trying out his throat. He thought it might dry and turn to dust if he had to wear it much longer. He kept his arm over his eyes, trying to get the throbbing in his head to go away. It was starting to subside when he heard that whistled tune again.
'Please no..' He thought, his nails digging into the bed again. 'Please..' But the whistling continued. He breathed a little deeper, not noticing the blood slowly dripping from his nose and ear.
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