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 Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:52 pm
Thorn smiled. "The marshmallows are on the counter. Feel free to be as liberal as you want." Taking one more lingering glance, he moved towards Hadrian... but only because he wanted to get to the bedrooms too. "Excuse me." he murmured, slipping through.
"I won't be long." he called out as he walked away.
Well.
Probably not.
((relations~~ <3 XD ))
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 1:59 pm
((Well, Hadrian won't be initiating anything...but he won't put up too much of a struggle ninja ))
Stepping over to the counter, Hadrian went ahead and sprinkled a few into his drink - not much, but a little bit.
And taking another sip of his drink, he decided to stay by the counter. It was much safer there. Why? Oh, just because there was something he could grab onto if he lost his balance.
It was amazing he hadn't fallen over yet, really. But that was bound to happen eventually, which was why he was staying by the counter.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:04 pm
It wasn't a shower, really. Thorn stepped in and washed briefly, stepped out and picked up a heavy terry clothed robe in a warm shade of green. It was a pretty green, and with that securely wrapped around his waist, he stepped outside, as if nothing was the matter. As if it was perfectly normal to walk around in this fashion.
Sometimes, Thorn had seen that as long as he pretended it was alright, others did too.
"Still standing there?" he grinned, walking over and picking up his own mug. The marshmallows were innocent. But Hadrian had drunk much already, so he thought this would be enough to tip the man over the edge.
Just enough.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:09 pm
Giving a sheepish laugh, Hadrian explained why he was still there.
"...I think I'll lose my balance if I let go."
Yep, this was just enough to tip him over the edge. Or just tip him over. Whichever came first.
That unconcious flush in his cheeks was strong as ever, a sure sign that the man was completely drunk - and getting drunker, as he drank his 'hot chocolate'. Oh, how his head would be hurting tomorrow...
As drunk as he was, he didn't question why Thorn was in a bathrobe. And since the other man was acting as if it was normal, it wouldn't have occurred to him to ask about it anyway.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:12 pm
Thorn laughed. A gentle, rolling laugh as he stepped forewords. "Come on darling." he said. "Let's get you to bed." easing a hand around the man's waist and supporting more weight than he believed he needed to, he motioned for Hadrian to put the cup down. "Unless you want to take it with you?" he enquired, grinning.
"Sleep this off. I'm sure you'll feel better in the moring." with more contact than needed, he grinned. "I'll take you to bed."
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:19 pm
Leaving the cup behind on the counter, he took advantage of the help offered - he really didn't want to fall. Especially not in front of someone else...that would be embaressing.
Hadrian never even thought of how close Thorn was, as he gave a small smile to the man. "Thank you...I don't think I'd make it there without falling."
And he probably wouldn't have. Though with what the other man most likely planned, in the morning he probably would have preferred falling.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:22 pm
As narrator, I get to say that yes. Hadrian probably would have preferred falling.
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Thorn led him to his own bedroom. The masterbedroom with lights that were on a very dim angle, and towards the large bed. THAT was one thing he had in common with Marc. Their beds were incredibly soft, made with a matress that appeared twice the necessary height. Which made it the perfect height to lean against.
"Darling." he said, amused. "We're here now."
And turning so that he could unhook himself from around Hadrian, he used the movement to step infront of the drunk man, leaning forewords. "Can you handle the bed?"
This way the mage wouldn't be able to see properly that this wasn't the right room.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:31 pm
"Oh- ah yes."
Of course he could handle getting himself into bed...well, so long as he didn't lose his balance again. Hadrian stepped towards the bed then, carefully lowering himself until he could lay on it.
Ah, comfortable...
A slight smile flitted onto his face, thinking that this was the sort of bed he needed, something this comfortable. And he still hadn't noticed that this wasn't the 'correct' bedroom..though once he looked around a bit, that would be a given.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:34 pm
Thorn took the opportunity to move around to his side of the bed. He was used to climbing in and out, and he did so with an ease that was... well. Sneaky. Sneaky, because maybe he was used to this too. Climbing in quickly to get on to other, more entertaining businesses.
"Hadrian." he said, to distract the man rather than because he had anything to say.
((would he go all the way?))
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:39 pm
((Sure XD. He's drunk enough that it could happen))
"Hm?"
Turning his head towards the voice, Hadrian peered at Thorn. What was he doing on the bed? Well, maybe it was just too far away. If he was tired, it made sense, after all.
Shirtless, flushed, and hair spilled out across the pillow...Hadrian likely made quite the image.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:41 pm
Thorn thought so too, becaused he leaned across and with one hand holding Hadrian at the shoulder, he kissed him.
((... how short 0.0 ))
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:44 pm
((Eh, we're getting quick and to the point >.>))
At first, surprise - but that was quickly gotten over as he began to react to the other man. And being drunk...he never considered anything except that current moment.
((*cough* Fade! >.>))
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:50 pm
The next morning, Thorn woke up earlier than he had to. But it was instinct, self preservation. For he didn't know how much Hadrian would remember, and just what the man would be willing to accept.
So, he made a quit exit. Leaving behind a note on one of the chairs in the bedorom, it held a bundle of clothes as well. For the mage to change into, of course.
The note read:
'Hadrian,
I had a wonderful time. But I have an early morning meeting-- something to do with time zones. Your clothes were in a ridiculous state, so borrow mine for the time begin. I'll come over to return yours as soon as possible.
The sunset is a date, then.
Thorn
Ps: take the pill. It's a miracle for hang overs.'.
There was some breakfast left outside. But mostly just cups, one with milk and another with orange juice, and a pill.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:58 pm
Ahhh, why did his head hurt so much?
Hadrian was slowly waking up, and the first thing he was aware of, was the pounding in his head. The second, was that this wasn't his room. Or even his office, or Marc's apartment...
And the third, was the memory of exactly what had happened the night before. And his reaction, well...
Panick would be putting it plainly.
Practically falling out of the bed, he felt ill in more ways then just because of his head. And the alcohol he had apparently consumed last night. And, his eyes landing upon the note, he snatched it up to read, hoping it had just been a dream rather then -
Well. It looked like it wasn't a dream.
After that, it didn't take long for Hadrian to clear out, just relieved that Thorn had left already...he didn't feel like facing the man he had just cheated on Marc with. It was with reluctance that he took the offered clothes, before leaving.
But not without that pill.
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