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 Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 8:40 pm
"..You hid it UP THERE?!"
Demy stared up at the ceiling, mouth gaping just a bit. What the -hell-? ...Though that was an excellent hiding place, because Demy never would have thought to look up there.
Z being...short...and all.
"kay Z, I'll help...you better be careful man, cause if you fall off the dresser or something..."
Well he couldn't catch him with his ribs and all, and he'd be -really upset- to see Z hurt around Christmas time. Or anytime really.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 8:47 pm
Z looked -immensely- proud of himself. "I got it -up- there didn't I? Getting it down has to be a LOT easier"
With Dem's help he clamored back on top of the dresser, and popped a tile up and shoved it in so he could peer up and pull the case off the supports and carefully start maneuvering it out.
"I'm sorry... I couldn't exactly wrap it to hide it... so theirs an little extra inside."
He long 'neck' of the guitar case slid free first, then the main body of it, carefully jimmied free and lowered to his waiting room mate so he could close up the celling tiles again before coming down.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 8:58 pm
Z was on his own getting back down off the dresser, because Demy was currently stuck staring at the case in his hands. It....it couldn't be. There was just no way it was what it looked like. Right?
"Z...?"
Demy eyed him, confused and more than a little hopeful that was in the case was what he desperately wanted to be in the case.
Well, one way to find out! Plopping on the floor (with a bit of a whine, he should have been more careful), he set the case in his lap and popped it open.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 9:01 pm
Z carefully put the tile back in place with a grin at the -look- on Dem's face, and carefully slid over the edge of the dresser and let himself drop, with a small stumble back to the floor and made his way back to his bed, watching as the case lid opened. He rubbed his hands in anticipation.
Glowstick -earrings-... and a used blue guitar...
how much better could he have done?
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 9:16 pm
"HOLYCRAPZYOU..YOU..YOU..."
Oh god there really WAS a guitar in there! It wasn't just some cruel trick to give him a gift inside a guitar case and..and..and it was blue. He was stunned into silence, nothing more than tiny exclamations of "YOU" and "ITSAGUITAR" and "oh man it's BLUE" making it past his lips.
Most awesome Christmas. Ever.
"Z..how? You...just...how man, how and thank you SO much ITSSOAWESOME and and glowstick earrings too? and just..man.."
Eventually words died off into simple happy squeals as he looked over his present.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 9:24 pm
Z laughed and pulled his feet up under him on the bed to watch, it was like a victory with one of his -other- plots, but somehow better, because it was Dem, and Dem was -happy- with the result.
What's more he'd pulled it off, the surprise worked.
"I'm glad you like it... I'm afraid it's second hand, but it -was- blue. I had them put it on lay away and made payments"
He shrugged. The christmas funds his mother sent instead of gift had been more than enough to finish it off.
He bit on his thumb watching, he -really-... kind of wanted to do a repeat of gift 3.... how strange.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 9:35 pm
"It's a BLUE GUITAR man! Second-hand just means it's seen some love before me, that's fine, that's...MORE than fine it's just so awesome and.."
Back to happy squeals, now accompanied by gently hugging the guitar. It was safe to say he not only loved his gift but was rather ecstatic over it too.
The thumb biting went by unnoticed, Demy currently too busy cooing over his new 'baby' to ever think his friend was contemplating a sneak 'gift three'.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 9:40 pm
He slid off the bed and moved to crouch right beside Dem and the guitar.
"Hey dem.. before I forget..." He said leaning slightly to catch his attention.
"I have a third gift for you too..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 9:48 pm
"You...do?"
Demy released his (rather possessive) hold on the guitar to gently place it back into it's case and turn his attention back to the other.
"...What is it?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 9:54 pm
He looped a finger through the chain around Dem's neck and pulled him forward to kiss, tilting his head just a little so it would be something less of a train wreck to do so.
Hesitant at first but with some growing confidence and even ease.
Mmm... yes. He decided.. he -did- enjoy this. Even if it -was- another boy he was kissing. It wasn't like anyone was -watching-.
At least partially unconsciously he edged closer to make it easier to maintain.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 10:04 pm
Demy hardly had time to process the thought of being yanked forward before finding himself locking lips with Z for the second time today. This was absolutely fine by him of course!
The bad part was that he was leaning into the kiss, and it wasn't doing much for his balance. But he -was- enjoying it!
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 10:07 pm
Dem leaned forward, and unthinking, Z bent...away from it, he didn't break the kiss, not at -first-, and not on purpose.
Though it did break when his eyes went wide, balance shifted to the wrong and he fell back onto the floor with a -thump-.
That alone wouldn't have been a big deal, except he still had hold of Dem, whom he pulled -right- down with him, or rather 'on top of' him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 10:10 pm
Glowstick green eyes also went wide in surprise, accompanied by a small flail before his body met that of Z's below him. Unfortunately this did little to help his lingering injuries, and any tenderness of this moment was quickly broken by a yiping blonde and his desperate struggle to get away.
Sorry fangirls.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 10:18 pm
"s**t...sorry!!" Z said frantic tryin to help Dem back into a pain free anything.
Sorry from Z, now -there- was a christmas gift for you.
"Sorry! sorry! I shouldn't have... I'll go get ice... Goddamnit..." He flustered struggling to his own feet, red as anything and embarrassed as -hell-.
"I'msorry" he said again heading for the door. "Ice, I'll just... I'll be right back."
He slipped outside hastily and leaned on the door a moment after he closed it behind him...
"IDIOT...." he told himself.
He never should have done that. Now he'd hurt Dem...and what the HELL was he thinking... kissing him, just like that, just because he -wanted- to. Oh my god...
what if he -hated- him now. Or worse.
Ice, just get the damned ice.
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He returned with ice, taking a little longer than normal thanks to some hesitance about re-entering the room but approached carefully and offered it to Dem plus some plastic bags and a towel he'd grabbed as he came in.
"Sorry... I won't...do that again, I didn't mean." he said with abnormal quiet contriteness.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 10:25 pm
"Z! It's okay! I'm fine, really! Just come---"
And then he was gone, the door shutting behind him. Demy whimpered (and not from pain either) and simply sat there. He hadn't meant to scare Z, it had just hurt briefly! He'd get over it, and be fine...he was always fine.
Sigh.
By the time Z returned Demy was up on his feet again.
"You know, you'd hurt me more by not doing it again.."
There was a grin, clearly he was doing okay right? The offered items were taken so as not to offend Z, but really he was just happy to have his buddy back in the room.
"I'm fine, okay man? Don't worry about it."
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