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 Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 11:47 pm
What's it about?
James and Ian meet in the hall and are having a hard time ignoring each other.
Characters include?
James and Ian.
Length:
A few short minutes.
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Note: Even though these posts are all under my name, I didn't make them. They were created by Commercial_for_levi and Nikkotaiga, and thusly everyone should know that these are theirs and give them credit accordingly. biggrin *cheers* And thank you to you both for allowing me to use these posts as a second example.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 11:54 pm
Yeah? You think!? Oh wait. It doesn't matter...It's better if I don't see him...right right...Dang this whole not caring thing is so hard to do! Ian nodded politely at Jamie. "Ah...That's true. That's okay...So what has kept you captive in your room? Find something interesting?" Like a certain bo- Ian sighed. His mind really didn't want to shut up when it came to Jamie...The jealous ex-lover inside of him wanted to take him by the shoulders and shake him. Where have you been? Why haven't you said anything to me in the last two weeks? Blah blah blah...when would the voices inside his head just leave him alone?
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 11:54 pm
"Other than the epic tale of a man in love with a fourteen year old girl?" Jamie held up the book in question which had, in fact, captivated his interest the last couple of days, "No, other than that just being antisocial." Jamie started on his way up the stairs, pausing to kiss Ian on the cheek, friendly, and yet still with an almost cruel teasing edge. "Why? Did you miss me?" Because I really wish you did. But common sense held the last bit of that thought from being spoken.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 11:55 pm
Ian flinched at the feel of Jamie's kiss on his cheek. Ian bit his lip hard and clenched his fists. He's playing with me?!? And all I've done to make our relationship platonic and civil....YOU JERK! Ian felt his already low patience snap. You're dead James....but I'll gladly participate in your childish games...Ian turned and kissed Jamie full on the lips. With an evil smirk he spat. "You. have. no. idea. how. much."
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 11:56 pm
Jamie smiled, returning the brief kiss with full force, and moved away, smiling. He took another couple steps down the hall, still watching Ian, knowing more than well enough how insane he drove the other man, and disappeared into his room. This was not, of course, without giving his ex lover one last lingering, inviting look of bedroom eyes before he shut the door and collapsed against it, sinking to the ground and biting his lips for any last trace of the man still lurking there. Why is it so ******** hard to talk to you? Why can't I just tell you I still love you. Why can't I tell you how insane that brief taste just now made me? And why, if this isn't love, does it hurt this much? "And why do you sound like a bad emo record, Jamie?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 11:57 pm
Ian still stood looking at the hallway bedroom door where his ex-lover had disappeared into. Blushing he wiped his lips with the back of his hand as if trying to erase the taste of Jamie that still stuck to his lips. I hate you. You think that everything is such a game. You live life like everything is just there for you to use then throw away. When you tease me, is it for amusement pleasures only? Or do really still love me? Just like you told me? Ian wanted to whack his head on the banister. Soap. Opera. I'm sick of this....Aren't you? Let's talk. "Pssh. I wish." Ian muttered. There was no way he had the courage to face Jamie after that. Especially if that's the way Jamie wanted to play. Ian turned and walked slowly down the stairs. He wanted to rest...Maybe the living room was open.
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