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 Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 8:38 pm
Getting back to Des's firehouse when they were both tired and hurting was not a fun proposition. Still, they made it, and Gabriel ended up collapsing against the door before they even got inside. "That was a longer walk than I thought it would be," he said, but he reached up to run his fingers trough Des's hair for a moment. "God, I'm so glad you're alright." Seeing the purple-haired man fall had been the most terrifying moment of his life.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 8:51 pm
Des just laughed as he leaned against Gabriel for support. "Tis but a scratch. I've gotten out of worse scrapes than this. Can't think of anything right now, but..." He shrugged a shoulder lazily. "I'm as alright as I can be." It could have been far worse. They both knew that. "We gonna actually go inside or is this as far as we're going tonight."
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 9:24 pm
Gabriel stroked Des's hair, nuzzling his face into the taller man's cheek. "Yes, thank you John Smith, I'm sure you have," he laughed, and then he gently pushed Des up. "We're going inside, and I'm carrying you upstairs, and we're going to sleep on an actual bed after I make sure you're safely bandaged up, alright?" A lot of his injuries were already healing, thanks to the starseed he'd eaten.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 9:37 pm
"I can manage the stairs... I think." Hopping might be awkward, but atleast there was a railing. "Pft. You worry to much. Other's then this, its a scratch here or there. ... Oh right... Look at my shoulder again. I got hit by an arrow." He sighed. "Same spot too."
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 10:02 pm
Gabriel opened the door, and without actually waiting to see if Des was going to protest, scooped his boyfriend up and strode in. "You're going to end up permanently damaging that shoulder," he said. "Are we going to do the same rip-the-shirt-to-bandage it crap again?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 10:08 pm
Des made a strangled noise and grabbed for Gabriel's shoulders. "Arn't I bit too tall for this? Wouldn't it work better if I was on your back?" Then he made another noise.
Crap.
He had forgotten about that. Him and his mouth.
"I'll take care of the shoulder, you can do my leg. It's a hideous tattoo and I refuse to let it see the light of day. Even if said light comes from a bulb."
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 10:21 pm
"I have a good enough hold, you're not that heavy," Gabriel replied. "Just hang on and don"t flail arou d too much, alright?" He requested, and then he sighed. "I'm lucky. Didn't get too banged up, not bleeding or anything....just tired." He shook his head. "It seems so ironic an artist would have a bad tattoo. What is it, your ex-boyfriend's name or something?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 10:46 pm
"One shoulder is ******** up, and my leg is bleeding. Trust me when I say I will not be flailing about like an idiot." He snorted. "How do you know I wasn't drunk of my rocker?" Then he made a small noise of annoyance and gave Gabriel an annoyed stare. "No. Besides, I don't ever remember explaining or saying that I had a boyfriend."
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 10:55 pm
"Good," Gabriel said, shutting the door behind them and making his way to and up the stairs. "Relax, it was a joke," he said, "though I suppose if you were drunk that would explain a lot..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 11:02 pm
"Wasn't funny." The purple haired boy grumbled, as he decided to be an a** and shift a bit. "Angel, I'm friends with Alex. Alex convinced me I should get my tongue pierced. Don't you think he's clever enough to spike a drink or two?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 11:06 pm
"I'm not exactly one to judge if you did date someone else," Gabriel pointed out, opening the door to the bedroom and stepping in, carrying Des over to the bed and setting him down. "He is and he would, though," he acknowledged. "Where do you keep your first-aid kits?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 11:23 pm
"Bathroom." He mumbled. Des was quiet for a bit before he spoke up again. "....I was in a relationship during the beginning of high school." The purple haired boy murmured quietly. "...Nothing serious happened so you don't have to worry... But he got tired of my hours, so to speak, and... well." He shrugged, absently rubbing at his arm.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 11:30 pm
Gabriel paused on his way to the bathroom to turn and listen to Des, and then before e actually went, he walked back over to the bed, running his fingers up through Des's hair from his neck and then leaning in to kiss him. "Even if you had, I wouldn't care. You're dating me now and that's what matters, not what happened a few years or a few months ago."
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 11:36 pm
Des laughed slightly.. "Try a different state. I lived down in Louisianna for most of my life." He snorted slightly, smiling a bit. "What matters huh? This coming from the one who didn't know what he wanted in the beginning." He teased.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 11:48 pm
"See? It's even more irrelevant," Gabriel said, running his fingers through Des's hair again. "I figured it out, didn't I?" He laughed. "I'll be right back, stay here," he said, turning around and going to get the first aid kit.
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