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Adam Pucey (adampucey) wrote in landing_rpg,
@ 2008-11-18 00:58:00

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adam pucey, westly nott

WHO: Adam Pucey and Westly Nott
WHAT: A confrontation.
WHEN: Night.
WHERE: Dungeons. In front of the room.
RATING: TBA. High for Language.
STATUS: Closed / In Progress ; Partly-Logged

Westly couldn't stand just being in Slytherin anymore. Except for his mission earlier that day of putting graffti in all the girl's washrooms, he'd stayed in Slytherin all day avoiding class. He felt miserable, and he didn't know what to do with himself. He considered going to see Calli again, but he didn't know what else he could say to her.

He looked up in the corridor he was walking, and found himself in the familiar hallway. The classroom where everything where all the problems started was coming up, and Westly almost felt like turning back to go another way. He felt like he was going to be sick, so he had to stop for a moment to lean against the wall.

Adam left the library from his meeting with Alice with a heavy heart. The burdedn in his chest since a few days back had been a constant, and he was starting to fear that the respiration problems could already have evolved into a serious... illness. Because that's what he felt: sick. Meals were spent pretending he was eating while he merely pushed his food around his plate, distracting people with chatter long enough that they would not realize he hadn't eaten a thing until he was gone. His nights left him restless, and his days, in a trance.

Now, It was an almost unconcsious action that his feet were leading him through the castle, down the steps to the dungeons. He hadn't realized he was returning to the classroom Wood had seen him and Westly, until he was standing in fron of it, his eyes highlighting the familiar door. Such a masichist he was. A hand reached up to clutch his chest at the sudden pain as the memories returned. Should he go in?

Westly was taking a deep breath, trying to keep control since he was so close to the classroom. He felt so tired, and sick of all of it. But when he looked up he pushed away from the wall that time. He saw Adam there, with his hand on the door. Did he even see him there?

"What the fuck do you think you're doing here?" he said yelling more than he had expected. He was sure that would get Adam's attention. And now he didn't feel so weak anymore. He was full of adrenline. But he was shaking. He needed to do something. His emotions were building again. And he wasn't going to give Adam Pucey the benefit of seeing him crying.

Adam hadn't seen him. A marching band would have passed and he wouldn't have noticed that either. But his voice. It sliced through his trance like a dagger, and his head turned sharply towards the source. "I'm allowed to go wherever I want." he stated, the darkness concealing the slight widening of his eyes. He had to commend himself for keeping his tone and expression neutral- almost bored- as he looked at Westy. The hand on his chest let go, and he ran his fingers through his hair "What are you doing here?"

"It's the dungeons, my common room isn't very far away," Westly said trying not to grit his teeth loudly. God his eyes felt like they were going to start burning, but he wasn't going to cry. Damn him... Westly wanted to say something... do something that would hurt Adam. Hurt him as much as he was hurting now. But he couldn't think of anything... "I was only passing by anyway," Westly said staggering forward as he meant to just walk on by Adam and leave the corridor.

A raised brow. "Why did you stop at the sight of me then?" Adam knew he was provoking some violent response from Westly, but he didn't care. The other was here, and everythig about him just felt painfully familiar- his scent even lingering in the air. He wanted more. He needed this- he had to do something to make him stay. "In fact, why did you even bother talking to me? I wouldn't have noticed you if you just passed me by..."

He should have just ignored him. It was obvious that Adam was just trying to provoke him. But it hurt... what he said really hurt. Westly felt like he couldn't breath if he didn't do something. Fuck... why did he had to say that. "You Bastard!" Westly said yelling and putting his strenth into slamming Adam against the door. "I knew it then. You only wanted me for a few good fucks! I knew it even from the very beginning! Once you know I was into blokes, you just had to make me some kind of peg. Let's fuck up with Westly Nott's life! Another Pureblood, what a conquest!" he said yelling. He sucked in a breath in order to continue. "But no! I convinced myself you actually cared about me! I believed your lies!!! So when trouble comes, I just ask for a small break so we could protect what we have... you move on. You don't even TELL me it's over!!! Just overnight you have a girlfriend!!! Someone you can be in public with, and I can't even accuse you of anything because we had to be a secret!" Westly continued his hands tightening in fists in Adam's shirt. "I can't believe I worried about you. About you getting caught if we kept being careless!!! But you didn't even care!!"

It had definitely caught Adam off guard when Westly marched to him and slammed him up against the wall. His head had a rather painful collision with the hard surface, his vision blurring a bit so he had to close his eyes. But his voice, it was clear and pronounced as he spoke to him, each word feeling like a jab to his chest. He endured Westly's every false accusation, while he revelled at the sweet irony the pleasure from other's nearness afforded him, his hands finding the other's wrists as he tried to loosen the other's grip. "You don't know what you're saying." he said, his voice controlled. There it was, the anger he was looking for, clear in the others eyes, in his tone. But it hurt- giving him more pain than he was already enduring. "How dare you to fucking turn this around on me when I wasn't the one who left you! YOU left ME, Westly. You watched while I fell apart right before your eyes and didn't do a single thing about it!"

"I know EXACTLY what I'm saying!!!" Westly said yelling, trying to pull his wrists out of Adam's grasp. "And I WILL turn it back on you! Weren't you even listening Thursday? Or did your brain just shut off at the word BREAK! I said we'd wait for a couple of weeks at MOST! I didn't leave you! We only have five minutes Adam, and I was thinking about you! Thinking about what would happen if we were revealed! How you'd get disowned! And then I thought you were angry with me over that, so I LEFT! You weren't listening to me ANYWAY!" Westly said defending himself. "And what the fuck does that matter anyway, you're the one that went and got a new girlfriend over night! And flaunting that all in public. I hate you! I HATE you so much Adam Pucey!!!"

Adam's eyes greedily drank the sight of Wes so close to him again. It was pure agony having not seen him for so long, and not be able to touch him. He couldn't help the way his fingers softly ran over the other's hands on him, feeling the stress of the muscles from gripping him so tight. "I couldn't listen to anything else." he admitted, his expression pained. "No, no, Westly, you left me, without a promise of getting back together. What was I supposed to think?" He felt the bitterness of guilt on his tongue when Westly spoke of his concern over him, and not himself. He cared that much about him? "I wouldn't have wanted to find someone else to fill the huge void you've left in me if you didn't leave me in the first place. The fact that you even suggested it, Westly..." he said his name softly, all defenses slowly crumbling down. "I can't stand being away from you for a day. While you apparently can. That mere fact has been tearing at me since you said it. How could you take that away from me? From us?" A look of shock, then sadness masked his features when the other said he hated him. Hands, surprisingly gentle, found the side of the other's neck. "No. No you don't." he pleaded. "You don't hate me..."

"I said it was a break!!" Westly was very fervent on this. It wasn't his fault!! He didn't end it, they were just going too fast... they needed to slow down. And then it all crumbled away so quickly. It was harder not to cry now. Adam wasn't yelling and Westly voice was straining from yelling before, and now his throat hurt from holding back his sobs. "You could have said no... I would have been fine with no! But you went for someone else Adam!!! You didn't come back to me, to convince me. To fight for me! You just let me think it was over! You were cruel, and you hurt me when I was already missing you!" He said shaking his head. "You're wrong! I couldn't stand it, I would have come back to you right away after the horrible night I had Thursday. But you were with HER! What was I supposed to do!?" He tried not to look at Adam, not when his hands moved to his neck. And he was pleading, and he shook his head. "I should hate you!"

"A break means separation nonetheless." Adam interjected. "Either way it had meant that you can take being apart from me, and that broke me. YOU suggested a break, these things aren't exactly negotiable! If you didn't want to be with me, why would I keep hurting you by insisting that you stayed? I couldn't have fought for you, if you didn't want me to..." Clearly, there were things left unexplained, and lines misinterpretted between them. Adam's lips parted when the other told him he missed him. Oh, if the other only knew what he had been going through. "Tell me you don't want Alice in my life." he said, his thumbs drawing slow circles on his skin, a complete contrast to their almost brutal exchange of words. Though he had caused this anguish to Westly, he didn't think the pain that would come would hurt him more. "You know you should. You have every right to. But I know you don't. You don't hate me, Westly..."

"I didn't... I didn't think it would affect you so much. It was only an idea! We weren't thinking straight, or being careful. And we should have been! I just... needed to think. I needed time..." Westly said shaking his head, not wanting to accept blame for this. This stupid misunderstanding. "If you really didn't want to be away from me, you could have convinced me out of it... but instead you pushed me away!" Wes said feeling so weak now. He felt those thumbs on his skin, so Westly was resolved to close his eyes so he couldn't see Adam. Tightened his lids to fight off the tears. "I don't want you to have Alice in your life," he said though it should have been a given already. "I don't hate you..."

"It did, Westly." Adam said. "And I didn't push you away! I let you go. I though it was what you wanted! Why would I stop you if you wanted to go?" It wasn't as if Adam was placing all the blame on Westly's shoulders. The truth remained that it got bigger because of his recent decisions, and he knew he owed Westly the truth even though it might lead to more anger... to him moving away from him again. "She never was anything more than a friend..." he admitted in a whisper, his eyes looking intently at Wes. "We were never together..."

"You did push me away! When I would have fixed everything the next day, you were with her, and I couldn't do anything about it! You hurt me Adam!! Maybe it was hurting me back for what I did, but I didn't MEAN TO!" he said but he was already crumbling in his resolve to yell. Westly opened his eyes looking at Adam at that whisper. "What do you mean? "

Westy was so close already, that with the smallest movement, he could claim those soft lips in his. And he knew the other wouldn't protest. But at the same time, he knew he had to answer him- to admit the fault he has done to him. "Alice and I were never a couple. We're not dating. At all." he said, the pride he had earlier felt for his brilliant plan absent now. All he felt was guilt, and the undeniable pain that came with it. "The public displays were but a front. To... to get to you." he sighed, releasing Westly before the other could push him away, leaving his cold hands on his sides. "She was the best person for the job, and she agreed to it too easily. If there was one figure that would create a scandal as big as if you and I had been exposed, it was her. And I was right. The news spread like wildfire. And it... got to you." He casted his eyes down. "I wanted you back. It seemed at the time, the only way I could do so. I wanted to cling to the hope that you still wanted me... and that maybe you just needed the smallest push for you to realize you've made a mistake by breaking things off. But... you didn't..."

Westly's mouth gaped at what he was hearing. No... that was just... He would have been able to see through a fake. That just didn't make sense. If Adam had been that desperate who could have just come to him directly. "Merlin Pucey, for a Bloody Ravenclaw you're so STUPID!" he said smacking Adam in the arm. "You should have just come to me! I didn't break it off, but you missed that... so instead, you do this?" he said shaking his head. "It was CRUEL Adam! I thought you were cheating on me! And you were right it was public, and big, and I couldn't do anything about it because it would have just included me in that scandal! I can't BELIEVE you!" he said. He was mad... he just didn't know what to do. Where they were going to go from here. Clearly Adam wanted him back, he said so. But this couldn't be just forgotten so easily... Adam had broken his heart. He'd made him cry. Adam would have to fix this.

Not a twitch or a flinch happened to Adam when Westly hit him on his arm. He felt so overwhelmed that he was suddenly left completely... numb. He saw the other recoil at his revelation, one that bordered disgust it seemed, and such left him feeling something he has never experienced: he felt ashamed. It was true, every word that came from the other. He truly was cruel, and he was so aware of the fact at the time, consumed him that it blinded him from everything else. "I didn't know." he repeated, his voice reflecting his exhaustion. "I couldn't have come to you. I believed you left me then..." Westly's anger was poisoning the air between them, and Adam knew that if he didn't act fast, he would lose the other. In one quick decision, he pulled the other in the room. He closed the door behind Westly, locking it effectively this time, and pushing the other lightly against the hard wood. Darkness blinded his eyes for a second, but when his eyes adjusted to the weak light casted from the windows, he could see him clearly again, an angel with strong but pained features standing before him. "Tell me what I need to do." he asked, moving to stand close to him. His hands itched to reach out for him in the dark, to run on the smooth skin of his arm, his torso, but he refrained, keeping his hands in fists on his side. "I'll do what you need me to. I just... can't bear the thought of you hating me, of you leaving me again when it's so painfully obvious how we... need each other... how we scream for the other's nearness... Please, tell me I haven't completely fucked this up."

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wesnott
2008-11-17 11:13 am UTC (link)

Westly gasped, not expecting Adam to suddenly pull him into the room. It was dark, and he felt even more sick being inside this room... where it all happened, but he couldn't get away as Adam had him against the door. At least he locked it this time. What could Adam do? It had to be him, not Westly, he'd decided. Adam needed to convince him to forgive him.

"Tell me you need me. Tell how much you need me to be with you. Give me a reason to forgive you. Then you can forgive me too. Because I'm sorry you thought I'd left, but that still didn't give you the right to do what you did..." Wes said his voice shaking.

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adampucey
2008-11-17 11:35 am UTC (link)

Adam reached out one hand as if to reach for the other's cheek, to run the back of his fingers down the curved angle of the other's jaw, but instead, he rested it on the door by the other's head. His chest rose and fell rapidly now, his eyes burning with the passion he felt for his next words. "I need you to be with me. The moment I pictured you in my house, resting beside me on my bed, laughing while I pulled you in my arms, I couldn't imagine another way to live my next years. I need to feel what it's like waking up next to you and watching you fall asleep; I want to take you to the carnivale, and have breakfast with you in Paris. You've become someone I wake up for, someone I always look forward to seeing and being with. The mere thought of you leaves me breathless, Westly..." He swallowed, his breathing laboured as if he had been running. "I... can't give you any reason why you should forgive me. I have been cruel to you; it's of your own wishes if you think you should now." He leaned in closer, his pleading eyes not averting from Westly. "But do know that since you left me, everything in my existence seemed meaningless. I'd... do anything to see you smile the way you do at me again... Anything..."

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wesnott
2008-11-17 11:45 am UTC (link)

Westly couldn't look away from those eyes, and he was shaking, and felt like his legs would just buckle, at any moment. Just break down and let go of the front he had that was crumbling. He could envision and wanted everything Adam was saying clearly. He'd seen it before and had wanted. But now Westly had to cling back to it. As Adam moved in just a bit closer, Westly's senses were all aware of how close he was. He listened to him, how miserable he sounded. It was all without him. And Westly didn't want that... didn't want Adam sad anymore. "I can't give you that smile yet," Westly said. It would be forced for Westly to smile. "But I can take you back," he said flinging his arms around Adam's shoulders and he buried his face against Adam's chest. "Hold me and don't let me go."

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adampucey
2008-11-17 12:13 pm UTC (link)

The force of the other's sudden advance had caught Adam off guard. He took steps back, but his arms securely went around Westly's slender form. He buried his face on the other's hair, inhaling, then sighing deeply as his scent intoxicated him once again. "I know. You don't have to give it to me now." He tried to kiss what part of Westly he could reach- his neck, his cheek, his hair- all while he whispered sincere apologies and words of affection. Every shard of him knew he didn't deserve this immediate forgiveness, but he selfishly welcomed it, and clung to it hard and fast. His hands found the other's neck and he pulled back, and looked at Westly's face. "I'm sorry." he whispered, before placing a chaste kiss against the other's lips. "I'm sorry..." He couldn't say it enough.

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wesnott
2008-11-17 12:18 pm UTC (link)

Westly gave a sigh of relief to feel Adam's arms around him tightly. His scent was surrounding him. It was better to smell the real thing... than that jumper Westly had stashed in his room, that was already starting to lose it's fragrance. A few tears fell from his eyes as Adam kissed his hair, face and neck. But the sobs were gone. He was so much happier now. He looked up at Adam as the other pushed him back. "I forgive you," Westly said nodding and kissed Adam back. He pushed forward for a deeper kiss that he'd missed for days now. "I forgive you..." he whispered again. "I love you."

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adampucey
2008-11-17 12:59 pm UTC (link)

Adam's lips left Westly when he heard the other's words. Shock mingled with the overwhelming swirl of emotions already pooling inside him. He felt as if was about to burst, but it was... a good feeling. He felt... elated, happy.. no, ecstatic. Blessed. Fortunate. Westy loved him, and such gave him a reason to be thankful for his next breath, and confirmed his own feelings...

Adam gazed into the other's eyes as he lightly pull away from the kiss, and his thumbs wiped away the dampness on his cheeks. "This will be the last time I want to see you cry." he whispered, fingers combing through the other's hair softly, before he claimed his lips again, then rained kisses on his cheek. He stopped when he reached other other's ear and whispered. "Westly? I love you, too."

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wesnott
2008-11-17 01:04 pm UTC (link)

It was out there. Westly had said it. He'd only realized it when Adam had been taken away from him. But now he had him back, and all he could feel was happy. But he was anxious, waiting to see what Adam would say. How foolish Westly would be if Adam didn't give a better response to him...

Westly scoffed as Adam wiped his eyes and cheeks. "Then don't make me cry again," he said looking at Adam. He'd cried too much for Adam Pucey already. It was good though, to feel his fingers in his hair again, and those lips claiming his. Lips on cheek, and he shivered when Adam went up to his ear. And he couldn't help it but he smiled at what he heard.

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adampucey
2008-11-17 01:16 pm UTC (link)

"I promise." It was certainly not the first time the much dreaded three words had ever left Adam's lips. Such were carelessly given before but not meant, all in the throes of passion where he had been all too willing to say it when he had to, to assure maximum pleasure for him and his partner. But he realized now that saying such was has never been accompanied by the fast beating of his heart, of the swelling in his chest. He loved Westly, and it was true. And such feelings were making want to... kiss Westly, and hug him... and touch him. And say those words again. This time, he straightened, and smiled when he caught the smile on the other's lips. "There's that smile I've been missing." he said. "I... I love you. I... think I've known for a while now..."

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wesnott
2008-11-17 01:22 pm UTC (link)

"I came back sooner than I thought," Westly said about the smile and he loved Adam's matching smile for him. "I love you. I don't know when I started to, but I know I realized almost when it was too late," Westly said tightening his hold on Adam. It made him happy to know Adam had loved him longer now... He knew he was making the right decision in clinging to have him back. Westly had never told anyone he loved them before, and he was taken aback by how easy it had been. "I told you I didn't want anyone else."

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adampucey
2008-11-17 02:01 pm UTC (link)

"But you're not too late." Adam insisted. "You're right on time." His arms tightened around Westly when the other moved closer. He realized with much pleasure that though they had been apart, their bodies were still familiar with each other's. "I'm glad, because I'm yours, Westly." His words came out in a whisper, somehow he didn't want to ruin the moment. He was just satisfied being there with Wes in his arms, the steady beating of their hearts in tune to one another's. "And I want you... every part of you, even though I know I don't deserve you..."

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wesnott
2008-11-17 04:37 pm UTC (link)

Westly liked this. Just being held so tightly, like Adam would never let him go. He rested his head against Adam's chest and sighed in relief. Being back with Adam... it made everything feel so much better. "You can have me. Well, you already do," Westly said smiling against leaning up to kiss Adam's neck. "Well maybe you don't, but you got me anyway," he said chuckling. "And you're mine. No one else can have you," he said assertively.

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	adampucey 2008-11-17 09:29 pm UTC (link)
	If it was only possible, Adam would never let him go. He liked having the other in his arms; it was as if both of them were beuit for the very purpose of this single action... of feeling this strongly for each other... "I'm glad. And no one, you say?" he kissed the top of his head. "I love your sudden posessiveness. I think I can get used to it if I should..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

wesnott
2008-11-17 09:34 pm UTC (link)

Westly hummed happily. "I was always possessive..." he said cuddling his head into Adam's chest. They'd never just... held eachother before like this. It felt good... "Speaking of which... I need you to do something for me. I know you said it was 'pretend', but you're going to have to break up with Alice. Publicly." he said making that clear. "You're on my revenge list and I need to get you off it."

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	adampucey 2008-11-17 09:39 pm UTC (link)
	A look of surprise crossed Adam's features, before they turned thoughtful. "Woulnd't wish to stay on it, I suppose." he said, his eyes moving to the dark ceiling, hands moving slowly up and down the other' back. "Alright. But I'm not agreeing to anymore terms beyond the ones you have already given. A public break-up. That's all I'm doing..." A sigh. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wesnott 2008-11-17 09:41 pm UTC (link)
	Though Westly would have liked to state that Adam make it cruel, possibly related to the fact that it was who she was... but he didn't press it. "Fine. Whatever way you wish. I'm happy now, not destructive," he said smiling. Though now that he was in a better mood, he did enjoy thinking back on the reactions of his prank on Pritchard that day. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

adampucey
2008-11-17 09:49 pm UTC (link)

Adam wouldn't have greed to a cruel public break-up with Alice. "I can't hurt her. I promised not to. She's been a wreck enough as it is..." he found himself saying, tucking Wes' hair behind his ears. After, he leaned in to prop forehead against the other's shoulder. "But I'm glad you're not destructive..." A thoughtful pause. "So this revenge list... who else is in it?"

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wesnott
2008-11-17 09:54 pm UTC (link)

"Well, you're off it now. And Longbottom too, I suppose," Westly admitted reluctantly. He smirked after that though. "I cleared Pritchard and MacMillan from it today, and quite brilliantly I might add. And I took card of Wood this weekend," he said shrugging. "So no one now. And... by the way. About Wood- it was because I told Calli about what happened. Minus your name."

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adampucey
2008-11-17 10:23 pm UTC (link)

Adam raised his head, and looked at Westly sidelong. "That smirk..." He wasn't sure if he was at all allowed to laugh. "Pritchard and Macmillan. For the night of the Ball? You were still upset about that?" He had to admit that little bit left him feeling strangely pleased. "What did you do to them?" He had been too absorbed in his own world that the concerns of others had ceased to bother him. He was silenced however, when the other mentioned coming out to Callidora. If the other had not mentioned the last part, he could have just... fainted right then. "What exactly did you tell her?"

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wesnott
2008-11-17 10:27 pm UTC (link)

"Well... I don't know how you didn't notice, because Pritchard is quite loud when he's angry but... I put nasty messages about him in the girl's washrooms in his Macmillan's writing. They're all very upset," he said smirking again. Westly bit his lip there, feeling guilty here. "Well, I told her that I was in a secret relationship. But I put us on a break, and that my 'boyfriend' cheated on me in public with a girl. So I told her I was gay, naturally. But I wouldn't tell her it was you. And I told her how Wood caught us, and how he slammed me against a wall... which apparently Wood told her about. Just he didn't mention names, or the fact it was walking in on two blokes snogging."

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adampucey
2008-11-17 10:58 pm UTC (link)

Adam had to frown at the other's words. If he could block out even Pritchard, he was truly devastated before, wasn't he? But he had to admit, the other's prank was pretty hilarious. "I bet. Knowing him, he won't get over this for a while. I suggest you stay safe, my love. I wouldn't want to have a brawl with him if he does something to you..." His hand trailed down the other's arm until he reached his hands. He lightly laced their hands together, as he looked at him. He couldn't find it in himself to be upset; he didn't have any reason to. "Though I have to say I didn't actually cheat on you, given that I was under the impression that you left me, I feel strangely partial to you referring to me as your boyfriend. Thank you." he said. "And I have to say, I'm... proud of you." A small smile. "How did Callidora hat the news? I bet she hates your boyfriend now, doesn't she?"

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wesnott
2008-11-17 11:03 pm UTC (link)

"You're just going to have to stay ridiculously close to me to keep me safe then. To protect me," Westly said grinning and suggestive. "Well at the time, I was under the impression you were cheating on me," Westly said a bit indignantly, but he did feel guilty. He laughed too though. "What else was I supposed to call you?" He smiled too when Adam said he was proud of him. "She deserved to know. And she's not an empty shell anymore, so she was actually able to help comfort me. Calli was definitely shocked... but I think she felt more guilty that she had been so self absorbed that she didn't notice on her own," he said shrugging. "Oh yes, she wants to kill you."

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adampucey
2008-11-17 11:21 pm UTC (link)

Adam laughed lightly, his lungs hurting in the slightest, a little unused to the action in the past days. In fact, even smiling took a little effort but was something he couldn't help. "I'll stay as close as you want me to." he said. Lightly, he tugged the other into the room and stopped in front of the open window. He moved behind him and wound his arms around his torso, resting his chin on Wes' shoulder. "Is this close enough?" he asked, nuzzling the other's neck. "I'm fine with what you've chose. Boyfriend is fine. And I guessed as much..." he said about Calli wanting to kill him. "I'm thankful you hadn't mentioned my name. My sister would have gladly joined her in murdering me..." A pause. "You wouldn't let them kill me, would you?"

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wesnott
2008-11-17 11:27 pm UTC (link)

"You could be closer, but we wouldn't be able to go into public like that," Westly said smirking and leaned back into Adam's chest as he held him. "Well then we'll stick with boyfriend," he shrugged and nuzzled back at Adam's head. "Well if I kept your name a secret, even when you'd hurt me, I think that's a good indication that I'd keep you alive now. Now that you know I love you."

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adampucey
2008-11-17 11:35 pm UTC (link)

Adam interlaced both theri hands before he brought their arms around Westly. "I suppose. More than ever, I want to protect this..." He didn't want the pat days to happen again- it might just be the end of him. "You're truly too good to me." he whispered. "and I like hearing you say that, as if it's the most natural thing in the world." He placed a kiss on the other's neck. "Is there anything else you'd wish to ask me about? I... want to hear what's on your mind..."

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	wesnott 2008-11-17 11:46 pm UTC (link)
	"I know I am. You're so lucky," Westly said smiling looking up at Adam when he whispered he was too good. He hummed softly at that kiss on his neck, but he tried to think. Was there anything else? He didn't think so. "I don't know. I don't think there is anything else..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)