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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Mar 20, 2012 22:08:30 GMT -5
Luc finished folding his clothes, setting them on the dryer. He didn't want to go back into the bedroom and bother Dyson if he was sleeping. He walked into the kitchen, grabbing his book sack from the corner. He sat down at the island, pulling out one of his binders. He had made a list of things he had to get done. He rubbed at an eye, tapping his pencil on his binder. He looked around, then walked over to the sofa, grabbing his tablet off of it. He pulled open a new note pad and started to type.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Mar 20, 2012 22:11:37 GMT -5
He shifted his weight on the bed, drew his leg up to eliminate any stretch on the wound. Silently he listened to Luc moving around in the other room, any sign that he wasn't alone like he usually was bacck home now, or after a night of work.
Just knowing Luc was out there was enough to calm him a bit.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Mar 20, 2012 22:17:04 GMT -5
Luc typed up one of his papers, sending it to the printer in the living room. He didn't bother getting up to get it, and cleared the note pad instead, starting on his next paper. He leaned back in his chair, chewing on his lip as he rifled through his papers, pulling out his notes. He could barely understand the handwriting. He looked up at a knock on the door, setting down his things. He walked over, opening the door. One of the football players was there and Luc went pale.
"You alone, Lucas?" He asked with a smirk.
"No. My dad's in the back." He said flatly.
"Prove it."
"I'm not your bitch! Leave me the fuck alone!" He screamed, slamming the door in his face. He locked it tight, and went back to his paper.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Mar 20, 2012 22:20:25 GMT -5
Dyson heard the yelling and the door slam and he sat up, sitting quiet for a moment, wrapping the towel back around himself before he got up, found Lucas and gently hugged him around the waist from behind. He didn't say anything, just holding him while he walked him work, playing absently with his hair before he kissed the back of his head, wishing he hadn't opened his mouth and asked that question in the first place.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Mar 20, 2012 22:26:50 GMT -5
Luc ran his fingers over Dyson's arm to let him know he knew he was there. He started typing again, looking over at his notes. "The teacher gave me AIDS." He said, nodding his head slowly as he started typing again. He chewed on his lip, finishing up the short essay he had to write before sending it to the printer with the other one. He sat the tablet on the table, rubbing his face.
"Cokes in the fridge. I got munchies in the pantry." He said, glancing at the clock. "Unless you wanna wait until lunch."
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Mar 20, 2012 22:30:05 GMT -5
Dyson's eyebrows furrowed and he held him a little tighter, chin resting on his shoulder. "Mm..I'm fine right now.." He didn't pry about who was at the door, had his ideas but it was none of his business. Lucas would tell him if he wanted him to know. "I'm sorry for setting off that argument.." He mumbled. "I don't like fighting with you."
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Mar 20, 2012 23:28:32 GMT -5
Luc reached up to run his fingers through Dyson's hair. "It's okay. I'm not mad." He whispered, turning his head to kiss his temple. He traced his fingers across Dyson's jaw, his other hand playing with one of Dyson's.
"I got the AIDS paper done, and I got a paper done on some president." He closed the note pad on his tablet, opening up a file with a book in it. He opened it, hen flipped to the chapter he needed. He leaned against Dyson, mumbling quietly under his breath as he read the page, hoping to get his homework done soon.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Mar 22, 2012 0:28:25 GMT -5
"That's good..." Dyson murmured in response to the work he had finished. He hugged him close, rubbing his arm gently for a moment before falling still and silent so he could concentrate on the reading without being distracted.
Meanwhile, in his supportive position, Dyson just sat back and took in every aspect of Lucas that he possibly could, the faintest of smiles passing his lips.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Mar 22, 2012 14:26:49 GMT -5
Luc read his chapter slowly, reaching up with his free hand occasionally to run his fingers through Dyson's hair, or rub his leg. When he was done, he sat the tablet on the table and raised his arms in a stretch, the carvings on his lower stomach visible. But they disappeared when he lowered his arms, turning around to look at Dyson.
"See something you like?" He teased with a smile, reaching over to take Dyson's hands in his.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Apr 4, 2012 11:25:36 GMT -5
Dyson smiled. "Yeah, all of you," He murmured, letting him take his hands. He smiled again, leaning forwards to kiss him softly. "I don't wanna distract you," He mumbled, but scooted closer and deepened the kiss anyway.
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