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Post by sean michael cutler on Jul 8, 2012 23:54:30 GMT -5
Trez jumped, gazing at her with oddly nervous eyes, breaths quick. "Come with me.." He mumbled, a hand flying out to snatch her wrist, holding it tightly as he looked down at the floor, his free hand fisting. His teeth gritted together as he drew in a breath through them, swallowed.
Sean huffed softly, lips parting further. He had never been very submissive, but here he was easing up completely, closed his eyes and kissed back slowly.
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Post by nashville 'nash' aspen greer on Jul 9, 2012 0:00:34 GMT -5
Harper bit her lip as he grabbed her wrist, a million images flashing past her eyes. "Of course." she said quietly, reaching over to gently run her fingers over his cheek. "You don't have to go alone." She breathed. "You wanna get dressed?"
Nash slowly pulled away, kissing the corner of his mouth gently before he looked him over, reaching up to run his fingers over his jaw. "I missed you so much.." He said quietly, gently cupping his cheek as he kissed him softly again.
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Post by sean michael cutler on Jul 9, 2012 0:23:27 GMT -5
Trez eased up the slightest bit at the touch, chewing on his lip. His grip on her wrist eased up some and he stood slowly, moving for his suitcase, still hadn't unpacked everything.
Sean smiled, searching his face, his eyes glowing faintly. "I missed you, too..." He whispered softly. He met the next kiss, tracing his hand over the back of Nash's neck.
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Post by nashville 'nash' aspen greer on Jul 9, 2012 0:33:43 GMT -5
Harper followed him over to his suitcase, honestly just wanting a shower and to climb back into bed. But she couldn't do much when he still had a hold of her wrist. "Go change in the bathroom, okay? I'm gonna fish my clothes out of my suitcase." She said quietly, slowly twisting her wrist out of his grip. She just hoped it didn't set him off.
Nash smiled, kissing him softly before he laid his head on Sean's shoulder, running his fingers slowly over Sean's chest. "Deacon told me to tell you not to take what Harper says or does to heart.. She does it because she's depressed and scared.."
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Post by sean michael cutler on Jul 9, 2012 0:42:18 GMT -5
Trez stared at her as she pulled her wrist free, his eyes not his own as he stared at her. But he seemed to fight past it and snap through what was in control, took his clothes and headed to the bathroom to change.
Sean rubbed his lower back slowly, bit his lip. "I guess.." He mumbled. "She just-..I-.." He sighed. "I feel like it's cos I'm friends with Trez, cos I've been living with him since Xander died..."
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Post by nashville 'nash' aspen greer on Jul 9, 2012 0:53:17 GMT -5
Harper found a secluded corner of the bus and changed into a new pair of jeans and a bright orange under shirt. She walked back to her bag, pulling out her black jacket. She slipped it on, but it was entirely too big for her. She walked past Sean and Nash on the couch, reaching over to tug on one of Nash's wings.
He wrinkled his nose at her, slowly running his hand up and down his chest. "That's not it.. But it wouldn't be right if you heard it from me.. It's probably why she hasn't actually opened up to Trez."
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Post by sean michael cutler on Jul 9, 2012 1:09:20 GMT -5
Trez leaned against the counter, splashig water over his face. "Shut up, shut up..." He mumbled to himself, cried out angrily and punched the mirror.
Sean bit his lip. "Okay.." He mumbled softly, kissed his forehead. He winced as glass shattered, and finally jumped up, moving for the bathroom to open the door. Trez was just staring at the backboard of the broken mirror, blood dripping over his knuckles and fingers and spilling onto the counter. Sean knew he would regret it later once he was straight in the head, pulled him out gently and sat him down, stunned by his fever and how tense he was. Trez practically growled at him.
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Post by nashville 'nash' aspen greer on Jul 9, 2012 1:13:42 GMT -5
Harper jumped, biting her lip as she looked over at the two, her water spilled down the front of her shirt. She followed Sean to the bathroom, reaching up to wipe the water from her face. She grabbed a towel, stepping around the glass. She gently wrapped his hand before she went and searched for their shoes. She sat down on the floor, putting Trez's on for him before she pulled on her's.
Nash's wings tensed as the bus came to a stop and there were paramedics on board before he could even turn around. Harper looked up, carefully standing up before she got stepped on.
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Post by sean michael cutler on Jul 9, 2012 1:23:44 GMT -5
Trez tried standing and Sean pushed at his shoulders. "No, sit," He muttered, could feel the others watching him. He glanced up at the paramedics, one of them already restraining a snarling and cursing Trez. "She's going with him," He nodding at Harper, mumbling to have her assessed as he passed the guy so she wouldn't hear. "And, she should get checked..." He pointed at Aubri, eyes guilty as Xander rubbed her back to keep her calm. Sean looked back at Nash brokenly, sat down next to him again. He looked at Harper. "We'll see you guys at the show, yeah..?"
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Post by harper reese lebeau on Jul 9, 2012 1:27:29 GMT -5
Aubri shook her head, trying to climb over Xander to get away from the paramedic coming her way. "I DON'T WANNA GO WITH HARPER!" She screamed, and Harper suddenly thought of that famous blonde fighting her way out of a mental hospital.
"Duh. You can't play with three fourths of a band, silly." Harper told Sean, her eyes glowing faintly. She looked Nash over before she patted his head. "Be good."
"We're gonna raise hell, what you talking about?" He teased and she laughed as she got off the bus, followed by a screaming Aubri.
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