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Post by annanova on Sept 28, 2011 17:46:04 GMT -5
"You're not a slut." Damien said softly, reluctantly following the other in to what he guessed would be his room. It was like Damien had taken the body of someone else, someone who gave a shit about himself, his so called friends, and even a strange boy that he hadn't known existed until a few days ago. He couldn't stand to see the boy upset, but he also had no idea what to do to make it better. Hesitently he wrapped an inhumanly warm arm against Clyde's shoulder.
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Post by Chrimien on Oct 3, 2011 13:43:52 GMT -5
"What am I then if not someone used for sex...." He curled tighter. Unconsciously snuggling into the warmth that was present. He sighed lightly, eyes closing "Im nothing else...simple as that" Pulling from the warmth he got up, heading over to his dresser and taking out clothes. He pulled on a pair of boxerbriefs and socks before jogging pants that looked to be at least a 3XL; he had to pull the string to make them fit him, and a comfy looking hoodie that was also 3XL. He was practically swimming in his own clothes despite his average body.
He toweled his hair real quick to dry it, making it all fluffy. Somehow despite it all he managed to look cute right there with his towel-fluffy hair and too big clothes. The deep red hoodie and black pants were good colors for him it seemed.
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Post by annanova on Oct 4, 2011 20:31:09 GMT -5
"You're something forced to have sex with someone." Damien rolled his eyes, and placed a hand over the other boys shoulders once again. "I don't know why you put up with that shit. You're better than that..."
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Post by Chrimien on Oct 7, 2011 1:11:35 GMT -5
He remained silent, merely shaking his head. He didnt blame the other male for not understanding how he felt, one would have to experience it to understand anything that he felt. He hoped no one else ever would but he knew it was impossible. He wanted the people he cared about safe and if that meant putting up with it...well he didnt do it willingly but he did it nontheless. Sighing he pulled from the warmth once more "I dont expect you to understand...then again I wouldnt want you to" He turned, curling onto his bed in a tight ball.
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Post by annanova on Oct 8, 2011 10:17:55 GMT -5
"Well no need to be a douchebag about it." Damien hissed, not really understanding or following Clyde's mind's path. He didn't see the connection of experience and merely thought that Clyde didn't want him involved at all. Though he pouted immaturely, he still kept his seat at the foot of the bed. Something told him that leaving Clyde now was even too evil for the antichrist.
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Post by Chrimien on Oct 8, 2011 14:11:07 GMT -5
{Too evil for him huh XD}
So not what he meant but oh well. It wasnt like they were friends. Actually he didnt know why the other male had saved him, nor why he was here still. He only knew that eventually Trent would come back, he always did. These thoughts plagued his dreams when he slept, even now as she fell into a nap he whimpered, whined and shifted about in fitfullness.
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Post by annanova on Oct 16, 2011 15:45:23 GMT -5
"Clyde?" Damien called for the other, placing a hand on his shoulder. When he jolted awake, Damien offered a small smile. "I think I should get going, if you're tired. You just looked... like you weren't too happy. I'll save you one last time before I go."
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Post by Chrimien on Oct 18, 2011 14:13:23 GMT -5
He woke panicked, looking at the other with wide bluegreen eyes that only held fear from the dreams he had just had. His sleep-hazed panicked mind only seemed to register a few things the darker male said, the small smile was a bit calming but it didnt stop him from lunging forward and practically clinging to the other male, body shaking slightly as he did. The warmth was comforting to him, tears forming in his eyes, some rolling down his cheeks.
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Post by annanova on Oct 19, 2011 19:11:48 GMT -5
"Hey... hey..." Damien said startled, and worried that with one false word he'd push the boy off the wrong edge. "It's okay... You're alright." He broke a light smile. "If you cry like this with a stranger I don't know what will happen if we become friends."
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Post by Chrimien on Nov 5, 2011 11:49:32 GMT -5
He let out a few shuddering breaths, arms shifting to wrap around the darker males torso, hugging to him tightly. He didnt want to go back to sleep any more...he was tired of the nightmares, he'd told his friends and they've tried to comfort him but...it never worked. He knew they cared but it didnt feel the same, it felt like they were trying too hard to comfort him. This guy seemed different, he didnt know the entire situation yet his concern, if thats what it was, seemed genuine. "I dun'wanna be here no more..."
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Post by annanova on Nov 5, 2011 19:19:55 GMT -5
"Yeah, I know." Damien sympathized, rubbing Clyde's back softly as he let the other cling to him. Comfort was hard, but he somehow didn't mind holding him against his chest until the world seemed a bit brighter. Damien knew of the hardships living brought, and he could understand how the other just wanted to sob all day.
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Post by Chrimien on Nov 9, 2011 10:49:02 GMT -5
"Why does God hate me...what have I done wrong..." He shifted his bluegreen eyes up to Damien briefly before looking at something else again. He knew he should be feeling all sorts of awkward right now, he didnt know this boy as much as this boy knew him. They were both literally strangers and yet here he was with said stranger. He felt warm and comfortable instead of awkward and fidgety.
"Im a pussy anyway...I dont even have the nerves to end it myself..." He sighed, breathing a moment as he closed his eyes. Moments of silence before he spoke again "Why...are you so comfortable..." It shouldnt be this easy with a stranger.
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Post by annanova on Nov 9, 2011 21:27:17 GMT -5
"I'm not." Damien answered frankly, but he sighed into the other's hair anyways. "I feel awkward, and weird. I just... hate seeing you so upset. I mean, I doubt God hates you. Life's just... going through a rough patch for you. You'll be okay."
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Post by Chrimien on Nov 10, 2011 10:59:41 GMT -5
He snorted. A rough patch... "Yeah...sure...a rough patch that started in Middle School...some patch" He sighed, half tempted to disagree with the other about being comfortable cause he really felt as such. A comfortable warmth and, oddly enough, a comfortable hold made for a calmed and lazy Clyde. Ah what the Hell "Yes you are..."
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Post by annanova on Nov 11, 2011 22:35:22 GMT -5
"Maybe I am, seeing as you're spilling all your secrets to a complete stranger," He said with a goofy grin and tightened his arms around the other's body. "You know, with a mouth this anxious to talk, You're going to get a lot of enemies."
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