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 Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 7:24 pm
A gentle sound escaped past his lips when they were claimed, and he moved to adjust to the boils body, letting him fit perfectly against him. "I can fail you." Gabby's soft whisper brushed against the hair his lips had found, as he buried his face into it. "And I will. Probably a lot. If you think I'm perfect, if you think I'll never fail, then we won't make it very far. Nobody's perfect, baby. Not even me."
He snickered softly. "Especially not me."
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 7:41 pm
He shook his head again, curling against him.
“I don’t want perfect, I want you and everything that comes with it. Good and bad. That doesn’t mean you can fail me. You can’t. The only way you could fail me would be to leave me.”
Efflo shifted, carefully, and lifted his head against Gabby’s. He leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to his boilfriend’s ear before he nipped him playfully. “And you’re not allowed to do that,” he whispered, laughing softly. He made light of it, but that thought was far scarier than falling from any height.
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 7:57 pm
There, even as he tried to hide it by ducking his head down, was a smile. He realized just how automatic it came. He so rarely smiled, but around Efflo, it was hard to stop. Especially when he said things like that. Things that slowly took down Gabby's barriers, brick by brick. The smile turned into a grin when he demanded that Gabby never leave, and he turned his head just enough to brush it playfully against the boil.
"Then promise me." It turned further, so his eyes could capture Efflo's gaze. "Promise me you won't let me leave. Even if I try."
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 8:17 pm
Staring into those beautiful blue eyes just made him fall even more, and Efflo tightened his embrace around Gabby.
“Don’t try. That’s one game you won’t win.”
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 8:48 pm
That was exactly what he needed to hear.
"Good." He growled, nipping at him playfully. "Are we done playing games? Can we go inside now? You can heal up at my place. And I'm serious.. I know I was teasing you earlier, but you're hurt." Gabby placed a kiss on the boils forehead, lingering his lips there. "It can wait until you're better, but I'm not leaving your side for a minute."
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 9:12 pm
He smiled, leaning into the cool touch of Gabby’s kiss. Efflo wasn’t nearly as worried about his side as Gabby was, he’d injured himself before and he’d most definitely injure himself again, horses always managed to find some way to get hurt. He sat back, doing his best to look putout without giving it away by grinning, or laughing.
“But I was so looking forward to getting out of these stupid shorts!”
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 9:33 pm
....
Gabby slit his eyes paper thin and stared his boilfriend down in silence for twenty full seconds. Then he slid his hands under the boils knees, picked him up bridal style, and stood up, carrying him off in his arms. All of the equipment? That stayed strewn and abandoned right there on the field.
"We'll see." Gabby growled, a warning tone in his voice - though it was a mystery as to what, exactly, he was warning Efflo about.
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 9:48 pm
“My hero,” he swooned, as Gabby swooped him into his arms. Efflo giggled as his boilfriend carried him off; he never had been good at heeding warnings.
END
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 11:15 pm
"Efflo." He kept the boil tight against him, for safetys sake as well as for his own selfish reasons. He'd never been good at tolerating warmth before. But Efflo's warmth was different; it wasn't the typical ice melting heat. It was comfortable. And at this point, it was desirable. Gabby felt lost without it. "I'm nobody's hero."
Desirable or not, Gabby still wasn't happy his first attempt at flight had resulted in an injury. So he was very, very reluctant to do anything but keep a watchful eye on Efflo for the rest of the day. This was his plan as he carried the boil back to his room. Whether he kept to the plan, or not, was up to fate to decide.
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 11:25 pm
Efflo leaned his face against him- and bit him.
“Enough. If I say you’re my hero, you are. Deal with it.”
END?
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 11:29 pm
"Ow-" Gabby gave the boil a glare, and nudged his door open with his hip. "Great. I'm a hero to a brat. It's a real love story."
As sarcastic as he made it sound, as the door closed, something in his eyes glittered with far more sincere intent.
((ACTUAL END GOSH))
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