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 Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 12:26 am
"Do what, Luka?" Alex asked, and suddenly there was actual sharpness in his voice again. "What would you do, if Skylar vanished without a single word one night?" He sank down into the swing. "Everywhere I go, I can't help but think about her. 'Oh, Cait would think that's hilarious, I'll have to tell her when I get home - oh wait, I can't do that.'" He stared at his feet. "I've called her phone a few times, jsut to listen to her stupid dorky voicemail. That's all I ******** have left of my sister - a dorky voicemail and a couple pieces of her jewelry."
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 12:32 am
"I'd probably think she'd drowned in her god damn paper work." Luka said. "Oi. Come here. That's not all you have." The green haired boy slid his hands in the pocket of his hoodie, tugging Alex forward. "You have memories, you have pictures, videos. Sure, they aren't the same but it's something."
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 12:36 am
"Photos, videos, memories - all of that is nothing compared to her not being there." Alex made a soft whining noise, resting his head on Luka's chest as his shoulders started to shake. "I keep...hoping that one day I'll wake up and this will have bene a bad dream, or she'll come stumbling home and she'll be alive and okay, but god, it's been weeks, that's so...so unlikely now..." Tears started rolling down his face. "I just want my stupid sister to come home."
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 7:43 am
"It's still something Alex. Sure, it's not the same, you can't touch her. But you can see her. hear her." Luka pulled his hands from the pocket, setting them on Alex's shoulders. He let Alex cry, and hide himself away in his chest. Occassionally, Luka would quietly mumble things like 'It's okay' or 'She'll be back.' Random little nothings, in hopes it would calm the shorter male down.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 8:09 pm
"And so what? It'll just...make me miss her more..." Alex sighed, leaning against Luka. This was the most he'd allowed anyone to support him since this mess had started - since he'd gone into Cait's room to wake her up and found her bed cold and empty and her window wide open. "She's not...not coming back, is she? Not after this long..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 8:25 pm
"It's something though isn't it?" Luka again tugged him forward, into his lap as he gently rocked on the swing. "I don't know Alex. It could go either way, but I don't know for sure. I'm sure she's okay.. where ever she is."
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 8:41 pm
Alex sniffled softly, and then he slowly disentangled himself from Luka's arms. "Thanks," he said softly, and then he wiggled out of Luka's hoodie and offered it back. "I'll be fine."
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 8:57 pm
"Are you sure??" Luka asked, waving a hand as his hoodie was offered back. "Keep it. At least till we get back. I told you. I like the cold." The greenette stood and fixed the swing to its original state before returning his attention back to Alex. "Now are you gonna be have and walk or do I have to carry you again." Luka laughed, grinning.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 9:00 pm
"I'm sure," Alex replied, and then he slid the hoodie back on, putting his arms in it properly this time. "I dunno, if I say you have to carry me, how will you do it? Not on your shoulders, this time." He grinned wickedly. At the least, he could dig up the ability to fake it for a while.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 9:04 pm
"Oh there's a number of ways... But you didn't like some of the ideas last time. Are you going to try and castrate me if I say piggy back ride??" Luka shrugged. "Then there's bridal... or over the shoulder like how we left the house."
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 9:08 pm
"I'm more amenable to other options, now," he replied. Not quite so angry and bitter - still hurting, but Luka had gone out of his way to comfort him and that was stupid, but adorable and sweet. "I dunno, you're a big tall dude, pretty sure you can manhandle a tiny pixie like me however you want."
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 9:13 pm
"I don't need said tiny pixie yelling at Desmond that I was 'man handling' him later on if that's the case." Either way, Luka did lean down some for Alex to latch on however he wanted. "Are you staying at his place tonight?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 9:34 pm
"I promise, there will be no complaints," Alex said, wrapping his arms around Luka's neck and hooking his legs around the man's waist. His lips pressed to the back of the green-haired man's head. "Thank you. For taking the time to take care of me. And yeah, unless Des throws me out, I'd like to stay there, I think."
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 9:43 pm
"I may be a lazy ********, but I'm there for the people I care for." Luka said as he slid his arms under Alex and hoisted him up." He blinked curiously at the kiss. Another one. That was the third time. Granted, he had expected the first one atleast. But not the two that followed after. "I don't think he's gonna throw you out. Not tonight anyway. He's not that kinda guy." Well... sorta. While Des would sooner throw them both out, Des did tend to favor Alex a bit more then Luka.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 9:52 pm
"Yeah, I know. It's one of your few redeeming traits," Alex said, and then he rested his head comfortably on Luka's shoulder. "I really don't want to go home, it's like a funeral there 24-7," he said, trying to keep his voice as light as he could. "Can't stand it."
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