"What do you mean, boss?" Dean asked. Delicate did seem like the kind that is a bit distant.
Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 8:23 am
Delicate made a small noise while sleeping, clenching his fists gently, and his father kept petting his hair. "He usually doesn't talk to people he doesn't know, because he has this jaded opinion about them. But you apparently look like someone he would trust. Maybe since you refused to take him, he trusts you." He said, looking down at delicate, who was having a naughty dream, his dad only having a slight idea of what he was dreaming about.
'The boy is going to regret trusting me like that.' Dean thought, but was kinda flattered. It was rare for him to do something and get trust out of it. Dean glanced down at Delicate and smirked faintly.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 8:28 am
A couple hours later, the father of delicate let dean to babysit delicate since he and the family had to leave. So when they left, delicate was just on the couch, sleeping still with his dirty dream, his breathing uneasy.
Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 6:13 am
When the others left, Dean sat on the floor and watched Delicate intently, enjoying the show. After a moment he got bored and wanted to help Delicate. 'how long does he intend to sleep with such expressions?' Dean thought.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 5:49 am
After a while, he woke up and curled into a ball when feeling he was hard. He whimpered quietly, opened one eye cutely and tiredly, then squeaked, jumping up from the position and sitting on the couch. "W-what are you doing still here!?". He didn't know how rude that sounded, but he was just amazed how long he stayed here. Usually the people who came here would be gone.
Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:01 am
Dean smiled his charming professional smile. "That was a bit rude. Your father and siblings had left. I stayed with you so you wouldn't be alone." Dean said with mock hurt in his voice.