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 Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 8:21 pm
Don't worry about it? Huh. Why didn't he consider that before? Let be what will be, and enjoy it for what it is, right?
And then he was being dragged to his own bed. RuiZhi laughed in surprise, snatching up the long tails of his jacket before landing on the mattress, bouncing on it to land on his backside. He grinned over at Scyeth, leaning back on his hands as the other took in his remarkable view of the ocean, nodding in agreement. "I like it. It's a little lonely, but you-...ah, w-what?" He blinked at the blonde for a moment before scooting over to be closer, smiling shyly again.
He wanted to say something, but what? The youth dipped his head a little, brushing his cheek over Scyeth's shoulder. He certainly wasn't used to this amount of closeness, but...he had a good feeling he could learn to be.
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 8:34 pm
Yeah, this was good. This was definitely the highlight of young master Scyeth's high school. (His dad would be thrilled to bits if he knew.) "I'll move in and keep you company," Scyeth announced, wrapped his arms around Zhi. Oh sure, they'd been going out for about twenty minutes, but Scyeth was a very touchy creature. He had no respect for anyone's space bubble.
"Don't tell, okay?" Whether he was referring to his closet cuddle-bug habits or the plan to stow away, he didn't clarify. RuiZhi could figure it out.
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 8:42 pm
His cheeks felt hot again, but he imagined it would take some time before he could be drawn into an affectionate hug and accept it as normal...or as something that wouldn't disappear. It seemed that many things in his life had a habit of being attached and then disappearing into thin air, without so much as a good bye.
Would Scyeth disappear again, for months at a time, without warning? A year? Longer?
RuiZhi allowed himself to be held for the first time in a long time, closing his eyes a bit. He listened to the other's heart beat and savored his warmth, knowing that if Scyeth did leave, he'd at least have a few good memories to keep him. The Chinese boy smiled a little, wondering if this was growing up. If it was, it couldn't be all that bad, now could it?
"Who am I going to tell, Weiyuan? He'd kill me." He sighed contently, pressing his cheek more snuggly against his boyfriend's chest. If he was dreaming...anyone who pinched him would lose a hand.
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