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 Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:22 pm
Rep returned his attention to Jordan. "Now. Not later."
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:26 pm
Jordan scowled at Rep, irritation winning abruptly over relief. "Dude, what the ********, I just said I want something to eat first. Is there anything even left in the room? Of course there isn't, we ate it all." Rep wasn't showing any indications of coming near him anytime soon; Jordan got up and went to pull his boots back on. "I'm going to the goddamn cafeteria, and I'll come out to the field after."
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:31 pm
Rep smirked toothily at the response, before, while Jordan was putting his boots on, finally sidling over and leaning in to give him a brief kiss on the cheek. Evidently there'd been some kind of test going on.
"Then I'll see you out there in a bit, and we'll see how well you do."
He stretched. "As for me, I'll stay here till then. Rest up before I kick your stupid a**." Food still made him feel strange, like he was feeding a creature that wasn't him. It didn't actually matter if he felt vaguely ill from it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:42 pm
Jordan blinked at Rep, then narrowed his eyes at him. "You're an a*****e," he said, and swept his coat off the floor. "You'd better rest up if you want a chance."
He shrugged the coat back on, hesitated, then leaned over for a brushing, quick return kiss. He'd been avoiding the little, casually affectionate touches that he always liked, he realized. For weeks now. The tiredness and hollow aftermath of anger was being overlaid by embarrassment and the slow, seeping return of something he couldn't name, but that he'd been missing without knowing consciously that he'd lost it at all. "I'll see you in a bit."
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:45 pm
"Don't worry, I'll still trounce you." he said with as confident a smile as he could manage.
Tracey said.
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He gave Jordan a smirk as he left. "See you later." And his tone perhaps a little lighter. "No more being a p***y dude. I don't like p***y."
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:53 pm
"In your dreams." Jordan stood in the doorway for a few moments, studying Rep, the thoughtful, serious expression in his eyes at odds with his sharp tone. Then he turned to go.
His laugh was only a little muffled by the door closing.
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