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Evander A. Nelson-Olson, esq ([info]anderrr) wrote in [info]dalton_rpg,
@ 2011-05-15 17:34:00

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Entry tags:! thread, # pairing: evan/ron, @ character: evander olson, @ character: ronald martin, status: complete

Who: Evan & Ron
What: Being adorable in NYC
Where: Central Park
When: Evening, May 15th
Rating: SFW

At that moment in time, everything felt oddly perfect. Not exactly in the terms of movie-like disbelief but Evan felt the happiest he thought he ever had. He was in New York for the first time, a city that had most definitely stolen his heart. After being there for only a few days, he could already see himself spending the rest of forever there. The reason why he was there in the first place, the Warblers, had gone out and kicked some serious ass, meaning that they'd won their National title. Everyone around him seemed to be on cloud nine, and that included his boyfriend.

After the results had been announced and things had started to settle down a little (not much but enough), Evan had suggested that he and Ron take some time away from everyone else. There was still a lot of the city that he hadn't seen and really, there was nobody else he wanted to share it with than Ron. So they'd departed the hotel and travelled to one corner of Central Park, stopping for a pretzel on the way. After all, they were in a city filled with food and Evan was eager to try everything.

Walking into the park with one arm looped around Ron's, Evan grinned as he broke off another piece of the large pretzel in his hand. "It's amazing, huh?" he commented, looking around before smiling at the boy beside him.



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[info]anderrr
2011-05-15 09:50 pm UTC (link)
Looking hopefully at Ron as he agreed with what he'd said, Evan squeezed the other boy's hand and laughed. "That's awesome," he said, the idea that they might not be together at the time not even entering the equation. As he'd said, Evan wasn't the planning sort of guy and so he assumed that everything in his life at that moment was a constant.

Stopping near a bench, he sat down before tugging Ron down beside him. Once both of them were seated, he let his boyfriend's hand go in order to drape his arm over his shoulders. "I love you," he whispered in his ear, using his free hand to tilt Ron's face towards him. Leaning in, he pressed their lips together despite still smiling like a fool.

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[info]ronald_e_martin
2011-05-15 10:00 pm UTC (link)
Ron leaned into the kiss, smiling as well, reaching his hand to rest it on Evan´s waist. He pulled away after a moment to whisper: "I love you, too." Then he pressed his lips against his boyfriend´s again, content to just sit here like this and enjoy the other boy´s presence.

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[info]anderrr
2011-05-15 10:12 pm UTC (link)
Really, there wasn't a more perfect moment. Evan wasn't especially romantic but even he felt it. Innocently kissing his boyfriend at twilight on a bench in Central Park? Oh yes, definitely the deleted scene from some sort of romantic comedy.

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