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Dendera chuckled at the vaporeon's sudden outburst, it was adorable how easily embarrassed that he was at himself. The umbreon wanted to see him let go of that feeling like he had to be impenetrable, he could just let himself have fun for once. "Yeah well that wouldn't be any fun." he said with a laugh and nudged the man with his elbow. Bang bang bang, they all fall down. Head shot head shot head shot, that was his thing, what he was good at - the fatal shots. Then again, shooting games were child's play altogether to the man. But he tried not to make it too easy for his companion.

Down the stairs, into the home that would be normal if it weren't for the blood and the knocked over furniture. But that wasn't what eyes were drawn to, the gameplay kept the focus on the zombies that, once startled, came running. He made sure to keep the game interesting, maybe not save the man right away when he got a hunter on him, shot every car that had an alarm, just various little things. He'd glance at the vaporeon every couple of minutes, to make sure he was enjoying it as well, and just to see him enjoying it.
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After they had beat the four different levels that the game had to offer, Dendera set his controller onto the floor in front of the couch and stretched himself out against the back of the couch. "We can play something else if you'd like," he offered, turning to look at Silas now, "Or just do something else altogether." he offered, not quite sure what the man would prefer, though it was quite enjoyable to watch him get into the game.

Once finished stretching he decided to once again pop the vaporeon's personal bubble, grabbing hold of his wrists and pulling him against his chest as he let himself fall back to rest his head against the arm of the couch. He couldn't help but to laugh to himself, sure that he would catch hell for that move, but realizing that he didn't much mind it.

Dendera laughed as the vaporeon tried to pull himself away. Honestly, he had expected resistance. Silas never just let him burst the personal bubble, and he was certain that there was more struggling going on in the boys head than what the umbreon could see. "Shhh" with a laugh he brought two fingers up over the man's lips to hush him. "Chill out." he said with a grin still in place as he stared at the man.

He attempted to get comfortable beneath his struggling companion. He took delight in seeing that rising blush in the vaporeon's cheeks, also enjoying to see him in his futile struggle. It was funny, he hadn't realized how much he out-did the man physically. Dendera was confident in his strength and ability to handle any struggle, but hadn't really sized up Silas as competition.

"Would it kill you to just lay with me, sober and awake this time?" he asked with an eyebrow raised just enough to have that taunting look on his face. He loosened his grip now, to allow the struggling water type free if he wished it, his arms now just loosely around the man's shoulders. "If I wanted to hurt you, I wouldn't lay down to do it." he added with a soft brief laugh, hoping that his friend would cool his jets, though it was doubtful.

It became obvious to Dendera that his assurance didn't mean much as the vaporeon continued to try to break free from him. For some reason, the man was dead-set on believing that people were just out to hurt him, even if the umbreon tried to convince him otherwise. The laughter calmed and eventually died as his companion continued to be upset by the close proximity. At first Dendera had just seen him being pushy as an innocent attempt to make the man open up to him. But right now it looked a lot like he was forcing himself on him.

He didn't force him to stay when the boy sat up and pushed himself to the other side of the couch. "I just..I didn't think it would bother you so much..sorry." he attempted to respond but the vaporeon was apparently on a roll, lashing out at the man who'd popped his personal bubble on more than one occasion. Soon after the outbursts Silas just up and ran off down the hallway.

For a few minutes the umbreon just lay there, staring up at the ceiling and thinking to himself. He wasn't usually very social, but even so, he knew the vaporeon's behavior was odd. At the same time though, it was warranted. Dendera didn't know him very well but persistently came into close quarters with him, despite the shoving and protesting. He didn't want to scare the man off, he wasn't trying to be clingy or anything like that, he just thought that the things he did were fine and normal - it was just what he felt like doing.

He let out a sigh, deciding to try again. He peeled himself up off of the couch and made his way down the hallway, peering through doors until the room that he looked into held Silas. He approached him, though this time careful not to enter that personal space bubble. "I wasn't trying to upset you." he spoke softly.

Dendera had a hard time controlling himself as the man began to speak. He wanted very badly to just grab the vaporeon and hold him tightly, it seemed the reassuring thing to do. But he was very unsure about anything physical at the moment, especially after the outburst earlier. He understood that it wasn't something that Silas was used to, and honestly Dendera wasn't very used to it either. He wasn't an impersonal type of guy though, he showed small physical signs of affection when someone was important to him. It was just that it had been a long time since someone had meant anything that warranted that. The umbreon just felt the need to lay his hands on Silas and didn't think it was unnatural and would be considered too much.

After a moment, the man before him began to undress. The umbreon's eyes widened before he realized what was happening. His eyes trailed over the scar that he had seen part of once before - when the man had been drunk the night before. He reached out a hand as though he would touch it but stopped himself short. He wanted to tell the vaporeon that it would never happen again, that he would never let him get hurt again, and certainly wouldn't be the one to hurt him. But he didn't want to interrupt the man, it seemed like it was very hard for him to talk about this and he wasn't sure that the boy would try to tell him again if he did interrupt.

He listened in silence to the story, standing still and quiet as the walls around them. It made him sad to see his companion so shaken with the retelling of his past. Dendera's anger was aimed at the figure from the boy's past and he just knew if it were happening in front of him there would have been hell to pay. But no, it was something that had already happened, and scarred Silas in more ways than one. But the umbreon got solace in the fact that at least now he could protect and shelter the male.

Once the man was finished speaking Dendera was at a loss for words. He bit down on his lip, looking into those wet blue eyes - unsure of what to do. Finally he let himself reach out, though he wasn't sure how it would be taken. He grabbed hold of the man gently turning him to face him, hiding the vaporeon in his arms as though that would be enough to protect him from his own past. "I understand your fear," he started with concern written all over his face, "But I am not going to hurt you, I could never.." he continued though sure that promising it wouldn't make it any easier. "I am not that boy from your past, I want to be your friend, and I am never going to abandon you. Never." he attempted to assure the boy though not sure how well it would work to make him feel better.

Dendera wanted to just stay that way, just hold him tightly like that for the longest time. He felt the vaporeon shaking in his grip, it made him seem so frail, like if he let go the boy would shatter. But he wasn't make of glass and he wasn't cracking into tiny pieces, he was just sharing parts of himself that he wasn't used to sharing and it was obviously very difficult for him.

When he spoke, he sounded like he was trying so hard. It seemed like the vaporeon wanted to be strong but Dendera didn't think that he had to be. The umbreon wouldn't blame him for having a weak moment, there are things that could bring anyone to their knees - there was no shame in having weakness. When the man pulled away, Dendera brought his hands together, gnawing down on his lower lip as he looked with all the sympathy in the world towards Silas.

"I know.." he spoke softly, barely speaking at all, trying to be so gentle as though his tone of voice alone would be enough to shatter the fragile vaporeon. He came closer to the man again, in no amount of sudden or startling movements, and slid his arms around his neck. He pressed his forehead against the shorter males own forehead, staring him right in those lovely blue eyes. He scanned them, as though there would be some secret answer in there as to what he could do to make it all go away, but there was no answer there.

After a long moment in the silence he spoke again without moving a muscle, "I promise you, as long as I am here, I won't let anything hurt you." he spoke firmly, strongly, confidently. At his core, the umbreon was a soldier, a rock solid one, and he knew, even though they barely knew one another, that he would never let anyone harm Silas like that again - not as long as he was there to protect him.

Dendera's eyes were fixed on the pair before them. The only time they left his blue eyes was when that smile appeared, it was a quick glance down at those lips. It felt nice to make him smile like that, even more so knowing that it was no simple task. He was unsure of what more to say or do, he held his position motionless and silent, just keeping that heavy stare.

When he felt a light tugging at his hips it startled him. He wasn't excepting the vaporeon to make any movement at all, particularly not one to pull him closer. He wrapped his arms more tightly around the man's neck in response, pulling their bodies closer. For once the man could feel his heart pounding against his rib cage, the firm thudding blasting in his ears. Was he nervous? That was new to him. Rarely did Dendera ever care or worry about what anyone thought of what he did or said but this moment it was so sweet in this silent tender moment, that he was afraid of ruining it if he spoke.

Silas was so different from anyone he had met before. He was such a complex and fragile little thing, it was like he was playing with the most intricate little puzzle that happened to be made of thin glass but bit by bit he was figuring out how to handle this puzzle and he didn't want to crush it. He moved his lips to speak, but it ended in just a light exhale. After a moment of choosing carefully he spoke finally, "You are infinitely adorable, Silas." a smile slid over his lips as he adjusted his arms, wrapping them around the boys back, his hands coming up to rest on his shoulders, his forehead still pressing against his, keeping in close quarters afraid that once he left that personal bubble it wouldn't be easy to get back in it.

Dendera gave a quiet bit of laughter when the vaporeon stuttered a denial out, which in Dendera's mind just further showed just how cute the man was. But that warm close encounter was cut to an end when the vaporeon spoke up again. The umbreon wanted to force him to just stay there, wanted to whine in his ear 'Just a few more minutes'. But he couldn't bring himself to make things any harder on the man, even if he so dearly wanted it.

He slid his hands from the vaporeon's shoulders, down his arms until they met his wrists once more. That was when he pulled his face away, taking a step back to give him some space. "Sorry." he said quietly, a hushed voice though in the silent room it was easily heard. He reached up a hand to the man's face, brushing back a piece of soft blue hair. His hand lingered there for a moment before he finally retracted it.

"You know.." he started, beginning to speak like normal again, the tight feeling in his chest starting to subside, "I'm going to find any excuse to make you spend more time with me." he stated proudly, a grin coming across his lips. He said it as though he were a villain that was finally revealing their evil plot to the hero, confident that they couldn't be stopped. But he was no villain, and he didn't plan on bringing any harm to Silas, he wanted nothing but good things for the man. He wanted to be there for him, always.

Dendera smiled, seeing that the vaporeon was back to being stubborn again, and yet that unmistakable blush still colored his face. It seemed that Silas would continue to stubbornly pretend to be distant, but the umbreon was quite sure now that he was anything but that. He leaned in close once more in response, raising a hand to move the man's blue hair away from his ear, "You say that, but those red cheeks seem to think I'll succeed." he said softly in a devious tone, knowing that was a small victory of its own. As he pulled away, that smirk was still on his face.

But it turned to a laugh soon after, "You could if you wanted to, it wouldn't bother me any." he stated, honestly he wouldn't mind having the vaporeon around for longer but it was seeming like the boy could use some time to himself to think and just plain calm himself. The umbreon was making a habit out of destroying his defenses and Silas might need time to get used to that, especially if they were going to be around each other more often.

"That's fine. We can drive around until you find it if that's what you want." he offered, again leaving it up to the vaporeon. He thought that perhaps giving him even a little sense of control would help keep the vaporeon from snapping, aside from that he also just wanted to give him whatever it was that he was wanting and so he was willing to comply with the man's desires.