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"you feeling better this morning my love?" his hands stayed contently around Tzal chest. today all william wanted to do was talk to Lawrence and lay here like this.
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"Yup...I wonder if Angelo has noticed his car is missing, yet. I pity Wyatt, if he has. You gave him the keys, correct?"
Wyatt, a true insomniac, had not slept yet. He was still up playing his video games. |
"Wyatt and I talked, he has not yet told Lawrence what it is like to be raped as he came here and went strait to bed crying. I really wish we could have been there for him and he had not needed to go to some one outside our bound. we all can feel the others pain of we open up to it." reaching up he slowly ran his fingers through Tzal hair. "and yes I did give him the keys. he is the only one that Angelo can not order to give the keys over. and by having them here he has to come here no matter what he does."
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Tzal nodded, yawning. "Maybe we should go check on everyone...they should be awake by now..."
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"hummmmmmmm?" he nuzzled at Tzal neck and hair. "but I am enjoying just being here with you."
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"What if Angelo comes and Hirsch is still pissed off?" Tzal asked, nuzzling him in return. "We might have a fight..."
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"then it will be a fight that Angelo dissevers. he has needed a good ass kicking for far to long. but what makes you think that he will think to look here if we don't go to school today?"
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"He knows where Hirsch went. And he knows that Lawrence is here. So, we'll probably be here, as well. This is the second place he'll look--he'll check our room first," Tzal reasoned.
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“oh well then I think we will be getting a fight soon.” William sighed into Tzal’s hair. “you think that Seymour would like to come down here and do a bit of cuddling too? I think it would be nice to have both of you here in bed with me.” He smiled at that thought of what some of his old boyfriends would say about him if they could see who he had.
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"I think he's too worried about Hirsch to cuddle," Tzal murmured. "If we wanna go cuddle with him, we'll have to go up and find him. He'll be with Hirsch, who'll be with Wyatt, who'll be with Lawrence. We can get everything done at once."
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"well then love we need to go. I still need to talk to Lawrence and Wyatt was going to join me in the talk. I just hope that he is not going to go on about how Josh needs to just get over it. there are a few rape victims that can do that but both me and Josh are not that way. you saw how long it took me to tell you what happened."
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Tzal nodded idly. "I believe Wyatt is one who can get over it quickly," he added. "Yes, let's get going. I'm hungry, too...maybe Wyatt's guardian is making breakfast."
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Climbing out of the bed William helped Tzal up and smiled pulling him close. "would you like me to massage your wings and back latter?"
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"Sure," Tzal hummed, standing up easily. "Let's get going. I'm starving, here...eggs and grilled cheese sandwiches sound really good right now..."
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"how about eggs on a toasted moon shaped flacky pastry with melted cheese on it?" picking up Tzal he carried him down the stairs to where he thought the food should be.
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"That sounds good, too." Tzal curled up in his arms, snuggling him.
Aric, as Tzal suspected, was already in the kitchen. He turned around and waved at them. "Hi, guys. I just got started." He was frying and scrambling some eggs. "What would you like to eat?" |
"toasted flaky moon shaped pastry's with melted cheese and an egg on it." William said with a smile. he had grown to love the tasted of those but the bakery that had made them closed down a week ago because of money problems.
((I cant figure out how to spell the pastry's, they starts with a c)) |
((Croissants. X3 I take French in school!))
"Sure, I'll make 'em for you. The guys are all in the living room watching Wyatt shoot up some zombies," Aric informed them. "I'll bring everything out in a minute." |
((I have made them but I dont keep the spelling of long words like that when i dont use them that offten.))
"you are a live saver." William looked down at Tzal in his arms. "you want anything different or the same thing?" |
"Same thing, please." Tzal cuddled with him, happily. He was so content, but he knew that might change once they headed into the living room. It was sure to be tense, with three upset people.
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sighing William walked them into the living room where every one was. looking around he found a spot near Lawrence and sat down placing Tzal next to him. he did not want to rub his happiness in the others faces.
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Lawrence had bags under his eyes despite sleeping for quite a long time. He was curled up and leaning on Wyatt.
Wyatt was busy shooting the un...life...out of zombies on the living room's big-screen television. Hirsch, unlike his usual self, was curled up in the armchair next to the sofa with Seymour cuddled up in his lap and starting to doze off. |
leaning over William kissed Lawrence on the head. "hello there, how are you feeling today?" he was not going to make a comment on how they all looked like death warmed over.
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"Like I just got steam-rolled on hot blacktop..." Lawrence replied miserably, smiling just a little when Wyatt blew the head off of one of the zombies and shouted, 'So that's what rotted brains look like!'
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William could not help but laugh at Wyatt's comment. "when you are feeling up to it I would like to talk to you. I would just like to tell you a story." he gently brushed Lawrence hair like an older brother might do to a younger sister. "only when your ready."
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