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 Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 4:10 pm
Maybe that was true. He was concerned, scared.. but didn't a real man hide his fear with a brave face? Otto felt more like a scared little boy than a man... "It is.." He murmured, having been flipping back and forth between holding his worries alone and trying to share them. Mixed results followed. "I take a lot of risks.. cause I feel like if I don't, I'll never really make progress. In work, or life." Being safe meant no answers, no knowledge, no progress. He didn't want to think about it anymore. How futile his efforts always felt. More problems than solutions, more questions than answers. He sank heavily onto Chance's form. "What time is it anyway?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 4:16 pm
"Risks can be good sometimes," said Chance in agreement. "Sometimes dangerous, though, so it's one of those things where you have to weigh the cost versus the risk and figure out which one is worth more to you."
He pressed his lips against Otto's temple absently, eyes moving to find the clock on the desk as an arm wound its way across the other's body and held him close.
"When you came in, I think it was almost three, so sometime after that...about 3:28, by the looks of it."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 4:22 pm
"********.." That was really early.. or late. However one chose to look at it. But now Otto was wide awake. This would screw up his day. Chance was.. "I guess you weren't gunna be doin' much sleepin' anyway?" Chance said he did sleep now and then, usually later... five? Six? Regardless, Otto was very comfortable now, and the idea of going back to his bed full of nightmares was... too fresh. Way too fresh. Otto made himself a little more cozy, wrapping his arms a little snugger around Chance. "I wasn't interrupting nothing was I?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 4:28 pm
"Not really," said Chance, in slight amusement. "I hadn't really gotten to the point of being tired yet, it's still a couple hours out of my usual line of attempting to sleep."
He smiled into Otto's hair, settling his arms comfortably around his waist, cradling him against his chest. "Not at all," said Chance mildly. "I was just getting a bit of reading done, nothing too exciting. I was having some hot chocolate as well, but I think it's probably cold by now."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 4:33 pm
"Cold Hot chocolate should taste like chocolate milk, if you think about it." Otto murmured, "But it just tastes nasty." "Science is bunk."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 4:38 pm
"It should, in theory," Chance said agreeably. "Unfortunately, science decided to screw us over in that regard. I do, however, have a chocolate bar in my desk drawer if you need a sweets fix."
He rubbed a hand up Otto's back. "How are you feeling?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 4:42 pm
"I could... say yes to chocolate.. maybe.." He murmured defiantly. "Hm.. I'm okay." He nodded. "I feel better thanks to you."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 4:47 pm
He detached an arm from around Otto and leaned away slightly, hand scrabbling to find the drawer. After a second, he managed to pull it open and fumble around inside, finally withdrawing just a simple Hershey's bar, which he then held out to Otto.
"I'm glad I could help, even if it's just a little," said Chance quietly, as he settled back into position, resuming his hold on Otto. "Obviously I can't take the marks away, or the dreams, but I can at least be there for you the best that I can."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 4:51 pm
"And your secret stash of chocolate helps too." Otto smirked lightly, curling into his arms again and opening the wrapper. He broke bit into the bar, taking a small bit of chocolate into his mouth. It was sweet, and smooth. Candy to soothe the soul. "You can read again.. if you want." He murmured, slowly snacking on the bar.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 4:57 pm
He relaxed a little, Otto's smirk making him feel slightly more at ease. Chance bent his head and kissed his temple, smiling against his hair for a moment before drawing away.
"Maybe I don't want to read anymore," he said airily. "Maybe I just want to sit here with you for a while and watch you eat your chocolate bar."
But he was clearly just teasing, Chance trying hard not to smile.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 5:21 pm
Otto smiled a little bashfully, his heart fluttering ever slightly. He broke off another piece of the bar of chocolate. He offered it to Chance. "Maybe I was lying. Maybe I didn't want you to read either."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 5:28 pm
Chance's brows rose, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Is that so?" he asked lightly, and didn't take the offered piece of chocolate with his hand, but instead leaned over and bit it gently straight from Otto's fingers, eyes flickering with amusement and something else.
He chewed slowly and licked his lips, tasting sweetness.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 5:47 pm
Dammnit all. This guy just.... he was just so... such a tease! Jeez.Otto couldn't help but feel compelled to give in to a sudden urge. He wrapped his hand behind Chance's neck and leaned in close. Hesitating for only a moment, he brushed his lips against Chance's. Mmm.. he tasted as sweet as he talked.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 5:51 pm
He almost laughed, because Chance knew exactly what he was doing. But he liked the way that Otto leaned carefully in, fingers gentle on his neck, and Chance's lips curved up into a smile against Otto's, his eyes fluttering briefly shut.
Everything tasted like chocolate and sweetness, and it was very, very nice.
"This time," said Chance with a slight smirk as he slid a hand along Otto's jaw softly, pressing an affectionate kiss to the corner of his mouth, lingering. "When I say you're sweet, it's entirely literal."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 5:58 pm
"I still think Sweet is probably the least suitable thing to describe me. Chocolate or not.." Otto murmured back. Maybe it was why he craved chocolate; to ease the bitterness of his soul. He pressed another soft kiss to his lips, his other hand dropping the bar unceremoniously away from himself to gather Chance's hair in his fingers.
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