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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 7:06 pm
Billy didn't want to deal with this. "Just don't let grudges cloud your judgement. Let it go. The moment they get under your skin, they've already won. The moment they get in your head, you're already their captive." Billy had been the person who let their pride cloud their judgement, who let grudges puppet him and his emotions. He'd learned to let go, and knew how bitter it could be to let someone lesser than you get away with something. He'd grown past that. They'd both experienced things, different experiences, and learned from them. Each felt they knew something the other didn't and wanted to make the other see but this time, well... This time Billy would follow his own advice and let it go. "Just,..let's drop it. What's done is done." and he was getting a headache. Still laying there, he rubbed his temples with his pointer finger and thumb.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 8:22 pm
He was getting a headache to, and he really didn't have to argue with Billy in this. It was like taking work home and he really needed a breather after what he just went through. He felt Billy did too. For now, he would cut back on patrolling until be felt better and just - not as shaken.
Laying back down on his bed, he looked over to Billy massaging his temple and frowned. Prompting himself up on his elbow, he leaned over and kissed him on the corner of his lips. "Want to know if my school uniform still fits?" He asked. Ladon was a bit curious if he gained any weight.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 8:34 pm
"If you feel like trying, go right ahead." he'd always thought the Meadowview orange was horrible, and shorts were worse. It was one of the pluses Hillsworth had going for it - pants. Billy started to make a lewd comment, but caught himself. Damn, this 'curbing his inner perve' thing was gonna be a lot more difficult than he thought.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 9:12 pm
Ladin did now know he was curbing his inner percent because he was actually wanting to try out his uniform in hopes he would like it. Short shorts were something guys in his class in the past would joke dirty old me. Would line and that their principe had a kink for. He always wondered and sometimes felt very self conscience wearing. Since he had been out of school for so long, his uniform felt more like a costume now than an outfit be used to wear daily.
Rising up, he headed over and picked up the outfit from the hanger off his closet door. "How was Hillworth like? My mom has a very bad option of it since she works at Crystal."
He took off his shirt and the his pants, slipping on the shorts and then the pants. When dressed, he turned in it and frowned. It was a little tight now in places and it crimped agains his armpits and his shirt sometimes showed his stomach. Did he really get fat? "Did I gain weight?" Bit that would explain why his shirt didn't cover his stomach as much as it used to.
Then he looked shocked and went deadly quiet as he looked up at Billy on disbelief. "I...think I grew?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 9:29 pm
"Hillworth is fine once you've established the student 'pecking order.' and actually do your work. Sucks if you're trying to rebel or don't do anything, though. Either way, it was better than having to come home to..." he trailed off. Billy watched with an upside-down view from the bed before rolling over on to his stomach. "Muscle weight, most likely," he replied in regards to weight. "Well, it has been a few years, hasn't it? Of course you did. I'm sure those shorts didn't used to show so much a- god damnit." Perve comment. It just came naturally. But what else could Billy say when he could see cute booty dimples and crack?
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 9:27 pm
He turned when Billy mentioned showing himself, and he noticed that the shorts were now even more revealing than when they actually fit. He gave a sheepish smile. "Well looks like I'm never wearing these even for fun." He moved to go to his dressed and sighed. "Here I was hoping to grab a few clothes I had left." He picked out a shirt and cargo pants that had been baggy on him in the past. He changed and found they fit just fine.
"Don't really figure you gain muscle until you really compare from before." He felt a bit proud to be considered buff.
Feeling warm in the face and woozy, he crawled back on the bed and leaned against Billy. "I'm going to take a nap. Wanna stick around?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 9:40 pm
Billy curled around Ladon like a cat who was trying to be cute and get belly rubs. Although when Billy did it, it just looked pathetically adorable, and a little painful. "I really had no intention of leaving." After all, he was quite drowsy himself - both from meds and an impending headache.
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 12:41 pm
He reached over, dragging his hand through Billy's short hair. He missed private time with just him that just laying here beside him was refreshing and more healing than any time spent in the hospital.
"Good. I had no intention of letting you leave." He said, kissing him once more, more fully, before pulling him close beside him.
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 12:55 pm
Billy didn't like the hospital - too many people up running around, being nosy, asking him too many things, not leaving him alone... It was almost as bad as busy sit-down restaurants. They made him jumpy and annoyed. Billy wasn't a people person anyway, which was why he was perfectly happy to live a solitary life with just Ladon and him, although he encouraged Ladon to have a more healthy social life. He curled in beside Ladon, content to play at being all submissive and cute. It was a role he had no problem admitting he enjoyed from time to time - a vacation from bold confidence and strength, the bravado he so often projected.
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 1:10 pm
Ladon smiled, glad for the closeness, and continued to play with Billy's short hair. When he first saw his hair, he remembered thinking that it was odd, like the color of someone who was shocked by something horrific, almost like a cartoon. Sometimes he felt it made Billy look old, as if his hair had aged in color many decades before the rest of him. Nowadays, the color came to him like warm metal, sharp, strong, and dangerous. It was thrilling, but once you stroke your fingers through, it was like touching a wolf cub.
He remembered something, and wondered if now was a good time to bring it up. "I've been meaning to tell you. I spoke with someone in the police department." He made sure not to say he had been picked up by a cop and driven home. "And I found out there were some jobs in the department. Nothing like officer but....just office jobs. I sent my resume in and they are going to see about setting up a interview." He continued to play with Billy's hair, then let his fingers move around the curve of his earlobe. "If it pays well, I was thinking maybe you could finally cut back on working so hard." He looked down at his rose-colored eyes.
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 1:31 pm
Ladon's first assessment of his hair was actually spot on. childhood stress had changed his sandy hair, a shade lighter than his skin, gray before he even hit middle school, but knowing now what he'd gone through as a kid, it probably wouldn't be too surprising. "Sounds like a plan. We need to do some serious house hunting. We'll have the money for it coming in soon." Billy hadn't spoken of how. In the Negaverse they had their ways of supplementing income, but Billy had taken it a step further. It was a melding of personal and business that others wouldn't have considered doing in their darkest dreams, but for Billy it had been a great catharsis. Burning down his 'parent's' home with them inside had released a lot of hidden stress. He had planned it for months after speaking to a Negaverse liutenant who worked for an insurance company, making sure he was the benefactor of both life insurance policies and house insurance. He'd been pleasantly surprised to find that he was, so there was no need to sneakily change it and hope the cops wouldn't notice Then it was a matter of biding time. There were a lot of house ifres in the winter months, especially around the holidays.... and that house was such a mess, that there was plenty of kindling. He'd drained their energy until they passed out and took their starseeds before starting the fire. That way they were still breathing, and the smoke would get in their lungs, and the coroner would think they had been sleeping when the fire 'accidentally' started. His 'mother' smoke, so that was what he used to start the fire. Again, there was plenty of kindling. It went off without a hitch. He'd been notified by the authorities of their death and told that the case was closed and classified as an accident, and to expect to be contacted by the insurance companies to collect. It was a long time coming, but Billy and Ladon could now have the home they deserved, instead of some small apartment in the ratty part of town.
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 4:00 pm
"Oh...right." He wanted to be excited about house hunting because it felt both romantic to be a young couple finding a home of their very own, and any place was better than the hole in the wall they lived at now, but seeing as it was money from Billy's parents' death, he was unsure how to feel. It was a accident and death money just felt wrong when it wasn't by his hands to some criminal. He knew Billy's parents had treated him badly, and yet an accident just felt - weird to him. He didn't know why he felt bad, mainly because parents to him were in some fraction good when they brought someone as amazing as Billy into the world, but Billy hadn't been upset at all.
He guessed he shouldn't be either, even if the money felt - haunted in some way.
"When I get better. I'll take a break from patrols for a while. Just focus on getting that job and we can go house hunting." He continued playing with his ear. "It would be nice to see you a little more." Not only because of less patrols, but because of Billy working less. He worried for his health more from work overload sometimes than Nega duties.
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 4:09 pm
Honestly work only tired Billy out because of the people. The work was nothing - it was dealing with the people that fried his nerves. he liked it a lot better when he could kill or otherwise dispose of the 'people,' if you could call the senshi that, he came across on patrols. "I hear sometimes the houses of criminals that are arrested are put up for auction cheap after they've been cleaned up. Mostly because no one wants to live where someone was murdered, or drugs were dealt." Billy was not ruling it out as an option. after all, it wasn't like the insurance money had been a whole heck of a lot. "If you get a job with the cops, maybe they'll let you in on when those auctions happen."
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 6:55 pm
Ladon perked at that suggestion. "That's a great idea" He wondered what houses were even available, and hoped some profitable drug dealer had a nice home instead of the rat nests he saw around their neighborhood.
"Oh, I hope a drug dealer was murdered in a house with a nice kitchen." He really wanted to be able to cook somewhere with a oven that sometimes didn't get hot or faucets that sometimes gurgles and shook before spurting out water. He hated his apartment the more he thought of a home all to themselves where he could cook a good meal for Billy and they could really settle in and not worry about who hobo was asking for change on their steps.
He brought Billy in tight, kissing his neck. "What do you want in a home?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 02, 2014 6:14 pm
"Hmmm, Nice bathroom, space, and a little ways out of the city. It might be a long walk to a bus stop, but we can always invest in a couple bikes." Billy had never been keen on buying a car and having all the added bills that came with it. He was fine with the bus, and had nothing against walking. If anything, they were probably a bit healthier for it. "Definitely something with a washer and dryer. I'm tired of the laundrymat stealing my underwear."
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