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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 10:38 am
There was nothing unusual about Lawrence just letting himself into Melvin's room, it was something he did all the time. What was unusual today was the sight that met him as he landed on the leather padded windowsill and shook some of the rain off of his wings and feathers, puffing up indignantly at the sound of music assaulting his very delicate owl ears. He could heart a mouse scurry in a field like this, so music was almost impossible to bear.
"Hey!" he said in his Tweetheart voice, before hopping down to the floor where he shifted back to his normal shape, the usual numbing sense of deafness coming over him like he'd been put in a soundproof box. It was just his normal hearing and he adjusted gradually.
"What on earth are you listening to?" he said.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 11:14 am
Melvin was laying on top of the covers on his stomach with various colored pens around him as he wrote. In pj bottoms and a Heart Ripper t-shirt that showed a incubi licking a dripping heart.
He didn't even hear Lawr until he heard him call him and he turned before beaming at him. "Tweetheart." He called, leaning over to grab the remote and turn it down.
"It's Taylor Swift." He tokd him as he brought his hands up under his chin and smiled up at him. "You look like a movie star with your hair slick like that. Like a prince."
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 11:30 am
"Taylor Swift." Lawrence repeated, as if somehow saying it aloud would make Melvin realise the absurdity of what he was doing compared to normal. Maybe it was something he'd learned from his new friends, acting trendy and hip. Still, he was wearing a metal t-shirt, it was odd to Lawrence that he wasn't listening to his usual offence against the senses.
He paused, a little taken aback at the compliment too.
"....thank you." he said slowly, running his hand through his hair to slick it back a little more with rain.
The gesture just dried his cowlick enough that it sprang back to life and rendered his hairstyle lopsided again.
He made his way over to get a better look at what Melvin was doing. "Are you all right?" he asked.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 11:42 am
He gave a drmatic sigh in a show that Melvin had indeed taken lessons from a expert and flopped over to his back. "I guess. Cept I'm alone and can't get the hotties to notice me." The notebook beside him was filled with colorful, badly drawn hearts stabbed with swords, arrows, on fire, dripping blood, and one even with a gun with the names of different hunters "+ Melvin" witten in them. Others had weird mashups of his name with others.
"What do popular guys like you do?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 11:57 am
Popular was not at all a word Lawrence would ever use to describe himself and he gave Melvin a long baffled look.
"I er. I play piano?" he said, feeling obligated to say something. "But I'm not popular."
All the while he was getting a better look at the strange things Melvin was writing. "I don't think acting like a teenager will get people to like you more." he said before adding. "It didn't work for Mikael."
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 12:06 pm
He only stared at him. "Duh. I'm an adult." He managed before rolling onto his stomach and smiling.
"I have a present for you." Hopping past him into the kitchen, he returned with a little bag tied with a ribbon and offered them to Lawr. Sitring down, he watched him. "Open it."
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 12:11 pm
"..Yes." he said, giving Melvin a slightly sceptical look.
He was even more sceptical of the small bag he was offered but was also treading very carefully as he addressed the other man just in case this was on the edge of some kind of massive mental breakdown.
"A present for me? That's kind of you."
He undid the ribbon carefully and eyed the contents. "What is it?" he asked.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 12:43 pm
"They're cookies." He answered.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 12:50 pm
Lawrence didn't typically eat junk food and cookies were certainly junk food. But there was the simple fact that Melvin seemed like he was in some sort of distress and upsetting him by declining his cookies probably wasn't the way to go.
"Ah." he said, "Thank you very much."
And against all his instincts screaming at him about the calories, about the sugar, about his body being a temple, he carefully took a bite of one and smiled as best he could.
"Very good." he said. They weren't.
"Now, are you sure you are all right? You don't normally ...act like this."
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 12:56 pm
He reached out, taking one of Lawr's hands and presed it to his forehead. The doctor-to-be always was colder in temp to him, but he knew what well looked like.
"Do I feel hot, doctor?"
Yet he frowned. "My heart just hurts a little."
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 1:13 pm
Lawrence looked puzzled as Melvin didn't seem to be running a temperature, his skin felt as it always had, warmer than him and inspiring a very strong and very cat like desire to curl up against it. He resisted.
"You feel fine, though I'd need a thermometer to be certain."
He raised a brow at the heart comment, finding himself more concerned about Melvin's feelings than usual. They seemed somehow important rather than something which could be disregarded. It was strange.
"Who hurt your heart darling?" he said gently.
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2017 7:51 am
He sighed again as he took Lawr's hand and pressed it flat against his heart.
"A lovely King who found another princess. Now I'm left amongst ogres and trolls."
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2017 8:17 am
“What a cruel prince to hurt you so.” He said softly. “They don’t deserve you my love.” He couldn’t understand how anyone could be so bad to such a truly lovely creature. “Come give me a hug, bless me with your attentions.” And taking hold of one of Melvins hands at his chest he drew him into a tender and loving embrace.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2017 8:26 pm
He was giddy at the little rehearsal between them, and always took some delight in the wordplay games they had with each other. Pulled up, he leaned into the soft embrace of the other than. "A feel the curse lifting already." He teased, not trying to go for a innuendo this time around.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2017 2:16 pm
"Some do say I'm magical, but not as magical as you Mr Wood." and he grinned. "I feel so good, it must be some sort of enchantment, perhaps a good fairy swooping past us on the way to somewhere else."
The bad teen music didn't seem as irritating as it had felt to him before. "So who do you have a crush on?" he asked.
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