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 Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 5:44 pm
"You didn' strike me s'a sci-fi fan anyway," he said. "Would've been surprised if you'd seen the prequels, let alone the originals..." He then grinned and whispered like it was a secret, "Didja know I was born on May 4th?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 6:03 pm
"Oh really." She whispered back at him, her lips pursing in a smile. "I guess that means you're a big fan of that stuff, huh?" She already knew the answer. "Okay. Maybe I'll see about getting them on here, sometime." She probably wouldn't watch them, but she'd get them downloaded, at the very least. "Do you know how to wield a lightsaber?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 10:08 pm
"Hey now, y'don' gotta force it down if it ain' yer fancy." But he still looked pleased with the prospect. Shining his knuckles on his shirt, Dawson went on to say, " Do I know? Honey, I can wield errythin' from the plastic kind to the marker stack! I was ********' beast on the Wiimote, too." Oh right, the movie...it was over now...
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 11:25 pm
Jesus, he was such an adorable nerd. "I shouldn't have had to ask. Silly me." She briefly registered that the movie had ended, and her eyes flickered to the side for a moment as her mind scrambled to find any reason possible to keep him from leaving her. "You, ah." God, this felt so awkward. Why? "You still haven't asked nicely." Please stay. The words died in her throat, despite having asked him a dozen times before. The situation had become so convoluted because of how the night had begun, and she felt too raw, too exposed. She couldn't ask.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 8:47 am
"Ask nicely fer what?" he asked before he could think. "Please don' kick me off the bed, Lady Grace, I beg ya? I was gettin' comfy."
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 9:17 am
"For that." She snickered out, craning herself until she could barely kiss his chin. Then, she slipped back down, burying herself in his arms and his chest and his warmth. It was never deep enough for her, and yet that never stopped her from losing herself in it every time. "Lucky is the man who owns the heart of a woman with a big, comfy bed." She sagely recited, before burying her face deep enough to n** his chest through his shirt. "Well. Sort of lucky."
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 9:28 am
"Hah..." Owns the heart did not help matters. But at least Dawson wasn't quite the ball of knots he had been in the beginning; movie therapy had helped. "The Lady is merciful," he said with a smile. "I'm in yer debt. How, uh...how should I repay ya?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 12:28 pm
"You really need to stop saying things like that, Dawson." She chuckled out faintly. "Besides, you don't owe me anything."
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 12:56 pm
"Yeah I do," he insisted, cheeks gaining color. "So tell me."
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 3:55 pm
Maebe was not upset with him for changing his mind on her a million times. She figured this was probably because she loved him, otherwise she would have hated him by now. But insisting on hearing her ask for him over and over felt cruel, and unlike him. "Are you hoping that maybe, one day, the answer will change?" She murmured carefully. "That my wish list will have more than one thing on it?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 4:14 pm
"Uh..." He scratched the back of his head. "I dunno? Depends on what it is." His head was in enough places that he wasn't picking up what Maebe was putting down.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 4:37 pm
She stared at him for several long seconds in disbelief, blinked several times, and decided that she was in love with a big, adorable idiot. "Goodnight, Dawson." She snorted out, before settling in to get some sleep.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 5:30 pm
What did he miss? Was it better or worse that he was clueless? Like many things with Maebe, he just didn't know. With mixed feelings about the whole thing, Dawson began to clean the space up: picking up the bowl of popcorn to set down on the floor, moving the laptop away so it could get charged, sweeping what little less they had made. Then he lied down next to her and huffed a deep sigh. "M'sawry," he mumbled before putting an arm around her.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 6:37 pm
He sounded just as frustrated as she was, except he was more honest about his feelings and it showed. She wished she could burst out with all of her frustrations, but every word would hurt him. Make me feel wanted. Make me feel needed. Make me feel desired, even if only for one night. Make me feel like I could be good enough for a man like you if I just tried harder to be better. Make me forget the darkness, just for a little while. No one had the power to heal all the cracks and scars she possessed, but if she could just fill them with tiny golden memories, no matter how short, maybe she could make something even better. "I wonder if one day we'll look back on all of this and laugh." She mused. She tried to think about the past, to see if anything was laughable yet. Nothing was.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 6:57 pm
The guilt descended on him like a heavy blanket, an extra layer to swaddle him in the bed. It was warm now, well used. "I'm a big joke," Dawson muttered, tucking himself against her. He huffed another sigh and tried again. "Well...Kinda funny the first time I saw you, you bit my lip open." And coincidentally enough, it had also been a booty call he hadn't been aware of. Some things never change.
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