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Lance tried to creep into the apartment as quietly as he could. He knew though, that it was probably for naught as his boyfriend had a very innate sixth sense to know when someone was around. All those years of theater had definitely warn off on him. The blonde looked around any and every corner, half hoping to find Alistair, and half hoping not to. So when he found the brunette sulking on the couch, he blinked, quietly creeping over. "Ali..." He said kneeling down by the couch.

"No." Lance mumbled, watching as his boyfriend rolled over and promptly tried to ignore him. He knew this couldn't last long. Alistair never stayed mad at him long. ...Though Ali was constantly surprising him.. so who knew. "Ali..." The blonde sighed quietly. Slowly he stood up, but not before setting a little plush bunny in the gap between Alistair and the couch. "I'll give you some space then... I'll be in one of the bed rooms." He murmured quietly. "I'm sorry."

"Hey... " Lance said quietly. "What are you doing in here? I thought you wanted some space?" The blonde turned, pushing himself up off the bed some so that he could sit up. "Come here..." he pleded, reaching only when Alistair was close enough.

"You rolled over. Didn't look like you wanted me around." He sighed, waving a hand. "You shouldn't be apologizing. I should have told you sooner. I just didn't think right then and there, when we were trying to figure us out was the best idea. And then that whole other thing happened, and the eclipse..." Lance sighed again, flopping back on the bed. "I forgot. I didn't know she'd do that. I don't even know why I was telling her all that anyway." Maybe Alistair had gotten him to open up more then he realized.

"It's alright.." Lance said squeezing the hand. "You have every right to be mad at me." Alistair had acted normally as far as he was concerned. "You spent the whole school year trying to get me to open up." And in some cases, Alistair was still working on it. "I was going to tell you..."

Lance pulled Ali close, arms wrapping around the brunette's waist as he hugged him. "I'm not going anywhere... Not without you. You won't let me get away that easily." There had been a time, when Lance tried to avoid the social, clingy, talkative, ever teasing butterfly that Alistair Holmes. No matter what he did though, he just couldn't escape him.

All roads lead to Alistair.

"I'm not sending you away. I tried that in school remember? It didn't exactly work remember?" He shook his head, bringing a hand up to stroke Ali's hair. "I know how you feel, so it's alright." The blonde shifted awkwardly. "Sometimes I just can't watch you talking with others. I can't exactly ask you to stop because that's such a huge part of yourself."

"I could... " He just sighed, this time accompanied by a small chuckle. "It's second nature for you at this point, and don't forget. I've seen what happens when you try to break a habit. Remember the 'Sleepy Hollow Phase'?" Atleast that's what the boys were calling it. "And that was just after what, a few weeks? Maybe two months of practicing?" Again he shook his head, smiling. "It doesn't get to me most time.. You don't have to apologize. Stop apologizing...." Lance said, pulling Ali close once again and kissing his forehead. "We're both idiots and don't know how to handle jealousy."