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Wes; Westly Nott (wesnott) wrote in landing_rpg,
@ 2008-09-26 20:09:00

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adam pucey, westly nott

WHO: Westly Nott and Adam Pucey
WHAT: Doing homework... or Adam helps.
WHERE: Library
WHEN: Friday
RATING: TBA
STATUS: In Progress/Closed

Westly didn't understand why he was doing homework on a Friday night, but he just needed to be somewhere besides the common room. All anyone could talk about was the Valentine's Day Ball it seemed. It was ridiculous how social this school was. He supposed he could have gone to find his sister and bum a cigarette off of her. He was sure Calli wasn't thrilled about the Ball.

But instead he'd gone to the library, where it was quiet since there were hardly any students there on a Friday. Though it was getting closer to OWLs and NEWTs so there were some... but not a lot of 6th years or younger years anyway.

Westly still didn't want to be there though. Doing homework was just the lesser of the evils in front of him. He let out a sigh, frustrated with the essay he was writing, so he got up from his table and wandered back over to the aisles again. Looking for a book... a book he didn't really need but it was better to go look for that than stare at a couple feet of parchment.

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wesnott
2008-09-29 12:33 am UTC (link)

Westly look away for a moment shaking his head. He was aware that Adam looked at him. He's been suspicious of Adam's intentions all along. But he'd still been waiting for him to just come right out and tell him. But he ignored it for now. "It the way I spend my birthday. It's just the way it is in my house. We're not close."

Westly would have liked someone to show him that. But if someone like Adam was going to be so subtle and totally not straight forward about it... "Painting is something I do on my own. I don't paint people because I don't want a model with me."

Westly smiled thinking about his grandparent's place. Like his mother, Westly got along particularly well with his grandmother too. "The house is by a beautiful lake. And I like visiting my Grandmother." It was also where Westly got his first kiss... from one of the boys in the village nearby. "I like Paris because I go there a lot with my mother. I go shopping with her. She seems to enjoy my company and my opinion on things." He did notice that Adam's fingers had slowed, and Westly tightened his hand within Adam's a bit.

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adampucey
2008-09-29 01:25 am UTC (link)

"Neither are my family members. But I still believe such shouldn't be the way one should spend such a significant date." Adam had never been close to his family, but he made it a point to spend it with someone he loved to be happy. "Happiness is but a small gift one should give one's self for one's day. If you can't give it to yourself, however... would you like someone else to give it to you, then?"

"Why don't you like people around when you paint?" It was a curious aversion, one that, again, sparked his interest. Anther silence as he allowed the other his indulgence. "You like your mother." he noticed out loud. He could hear the love and admiration in the other's tone. "Am I safe to assume that you're more partial to her than your father?" He noticed how the other's hand tightened agianst his, and he appreciated the gesture, keeping his tight against him as he wrote. "Tell me your fondest childhood memory..."

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wesnott
2008-09-29 01:47 am UTC (link)

"I was at home. None of my friends were around so there really wasn't much I could do. I did something with Phoenix later," Westly said shrugging. It wasn't like he was little anymore and got the huge planned birthday party. And yes maybe 17 was a big deal, but he was an adult now after all. And only the second son... "I don't know... I suppose so."

Westly shrugged. "I don't know. I just like to be by myself then. I talk to myself, get lost in my own imagination. I'd just rather no one there to watch me." Again Wes merely shrugged at Adam's suggestions. "I love me mother. But I don't like her all the time. She's a very selfish woman. But if I ever wanted any attention... she was the only one I could really go to," Westly admitted. "I don't get along with my father very well. We don't exactly understand eachother. Same goes for my older brother. And everyone just loves him." he said with a sigh. It was disgusting really how everyone in the house fawned over Theo. How perfect Theo was, what wonderful things he did, and how amazing he was, how understanding... it made Westly sick. "I'm not sure... it may have been the first time we went to visit the Malfoy's as a family. That's when I met Phoenix, and he became my best friend."

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adampucey
2008-09-29 09:57 am UTC (link)

Adam nodded once, slowly, as he acknowledged Adam's explanation. The other's uncaring, rather dismissive tone worried him a little, though of course, he did not dare voice out his thoughts. "What did you both do?" he asked, not sure if the other would answer such a question, so he told himself not to expect anything. His hand closed tighter around the other's soft hands, and he used his thumb to slowly draw doodles over the other's hand. The other's answer gave him a small idea, but he guessed he'd rather keep it to himself for now...

"Does it bother you when people watch you? I mean, not just while you paint?" Adam was curious, for this answer might just define his limits for him. He didn't exactly like them but he'd rather he knew.

His eyebrows drew together in the slightest when the other spoke of his father, then his brother, Wes' tone one that summoned his concern. He has met Theodore, and the older Nott. They weren't people who had left a negative impression, though he knew what they had allowed him to see could merely be fronts. He knew that all too well. "Don't you love him?" his voice was soft, one that told of his uncertainty if such a question was allowed. It was a striking change in the other's tone when he spoke of his best friend, and such brought the smallest smile to his features. "His older brother is one my oldest, closest friends." he voiced out. "Phoenix is a good kid. A touc quiet, though." He lifted their joint fingers and propped his elbow on the table so he could lay his cheek against the back of the other's hand. "Does... Phoenix know...?"

At this time, Adam arrived near the foot of his parchment. He knew he was at his last paragraph, short and precise left for th conclusions. His time was ticking, and he found that such a thought saddened him. "Have you ever been" ...in love? "in a relationship?"

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wesnott
2008-09-29 12:43 pm UTC (link)

Westly shrugged. "Nothing really. Just hung out. We both needed to get out of our respective houses, so we used my birthday as an excuse." Little shivers ran up Wes' arm feeling Adam thumb doodling on his hand.

"Not all the time... I like getting attention. But everyone has their moments when they want to be along," Westly said. There were times that Wes flaunted himself so much that it was impossible not to watch him.

"Of course I love him. I have too. But that doesn't mean I have to like him," Westly said rolling his eyes. "I hadn't realized you and Scorpius were that close," Westly said. Maybe he just never really noticed how much time Adam spent around the Malfoys. Westly also didn't like the sound of Adam referring to Phoenix as a kid... seeing as Westly and Phoenix were the same age. "Of course he knows. He's my best friend after all."

Westly looked over at the essay and well noted that it was almost done. "Not really. Nothing that serious," he said. And by serious, Westly meant emotionally.

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adampucey
2008-09-29 03:26 pm UTC (link)

Westly's answer was indirect, though Adam fet contented. "Understandable. It is the a good excuse, though I suppose its more a luxury given to one who is celebrating a birthday. That has always been the case..." His could feel, more than see however, the effects his touch had to the other, so he continued, careful fingers lightly drawing lines across the other's pale skin. The contact afforded him the most amazing subtle sensations, and seeing as the other hasn't pulled away, he was hoping such meant Wes didn't mind as well.

I like getting attention. The information quickly registered to him, and immediately intrigued him. "I find it an impossibility to not notice you. You... stand out." Suddenly, the urge to apply as his personal, full-time attention giver entered his mind, but he knew he had to purge such emotions quickly. "I suppose that is true. We don't have to like our relatives, but we have our blood that binds us to them. In a way our love for them is one we cant escape despite our protests. And yes, we are." he nodded, when the one spoke of Scorpius. "One might say we have the strangest relationship. He is a complex character, and in some strange way I understand him more than most." He took their hands from his cheek, and he rested them against one side of his neck, his eyes closing for a second as the colder fingers brushed his warm skin. "I sometimes wich I could tell Scorpius. I fee as if I'm betraying him in one respect. I don't like it. But I'm certain I'm doing the right thing for him..."

"Ah." Adam could feel his attraction for the other swell to a point where it almost filled him up, overwhelmed him. Though from how he felt only minutes before, his feelings now were almost binding for him, inescapable. His heart started to thud against his ribcage, his breathing hitched, though he only hoped the other didn't notice. He tried his best to keep them at bay, and was thankfully, for the most part successful. A last scribble and a dot and the essay was finished. With an almost sad sigh, Adam placed his quill at the table and started rereading his work. It was an easy enough task, as he expected, having been through many transfiguration texts since he was young to perfect his Animagus form. In time, he was able to, so knowing the mechanics of Transfigurations has become almost second nature to him. He had descibed in great detail the processes, cause and effects, and scopes and limitations. Despite the very short period, he managed to fill the four feet parchment with his small cursive. "You can charm the writing to transform into yours." he suggested, throwing a quick spell to dry the ink before rolling the parchment neatly and handed the other his assignment. "Done and done." he had wanted to smile, but knowing that the other would soon leave, he couldn't get himself to.

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wesnott
2008-09-29 05:20 pm UTC (link)

"I'm getting that impression," Westly said shortly about Adam noticing him. It wasn't hostile, more of a teasing tone. He wasn't really listening when Adam moved their hands to his cheek, and to Adam's neck. He didn't know if he liked this... indirect way of touching the older boy. Wes knew he'd rather just stroke his hands over that smooth neck on his own...

"Scorpius doesn't really come off as the kind of person to be that understanding," Westly said honestly. He's heard on more than one occasion of Scorpius being disapproving of things Phoenix did.

Westly watched Adam carefully as he went silent. What was he thinking? Or was Adam just reading the paper he'd written for him... and why did he even care? "I was planning on doing that," Westly said nodding about the hand writing. He took the assignment from him and smiled. He kind of felt guilty now, making Adam write it. Not because he should have done the work himself... but he was suddenly not happy with himself for taking advantage of Adam. "Thank you."

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adampucey
2008-09-29 06:24 pm UTC (link)

"I know you are." Adam said. A small smile traced the shape of his lip, though one couldn't quite easily tell if it was one of amusement or something else. "I'm not making the slightest effort of hiding it, am I?" he liked the other's teasing tone; it was an improvement from the others Wes had used when speaking to him. He turned his head in the slightest, so his lips brushed softy against the other. It wasn't a kiss, but merely the soft caress of the his lips against the younger boy's skin. His gaze remained away from the other, and the contact was brief, that if Wes had not been paying close attention he would have missed it.

"He doesn't, does he?" He knew that much. He, of course, wasn't unaware of the workings of Scorpius' mind. "That's why I'd rather keep some things frm him to protect him. To protect our relationship..."

"Good." Adam said, and smiled. "The professor knows my writing." A nod was given, before expectant eyes moved from the table before them to Westly. It was a gaze that asked what the other was planning to do next. It was obvious what Adam wanted- for him to stay and talk to him more- but that choice was not up to him. "No, thank you." he said. "For fulfilling your part of the bargain." His hands held tighter onto his for a moment longer before they loosened- he didn't release him but it gave the message that if the other wanted to go, he could. Adam knew he couldn't be the one who should pull away...

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wesnott
2008-09-29 08:09 pm UTC (link)

"No you're not," Westly said smirking. But he definitely did notice the soft kiss on his skin. But... he ignored it. Pretended not to notice.

"I guess that's for the best," Westly said. He knew that he could have gotten away with not telling Phoenix, but he preferred someone knowing. Adam was the only other person who did know.

Adam did loosen his grip on his hand, but he wondered if he really should stay or not. He wasn't sure what he wanted now... and that bothered him. Also Westly's purpose on coming to the library was to avoid all the Valentine talk. Now he had nothing to do... "I'd better be going then." But he didn't stand up yet or pull his hand away.

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adampucey
2008-09-29 08:32 pm UTC (link)

Adam nodded again, noting the smile- no, smirk on Westly's lips. He was mesmerized for a second, having never seen such a sight before. The other's features lit up significantly. He counted the seconds before it was gone, then looked away.

"It is." he said, and believed his words. "I know he would appreciate what I'm doing, if he knew."

Adam nodded again when the other spoke, though he did notice that the other had barely moved. He loosened his hold on his hands even more, thinking that that maybe what the other wanted. He laid the back of his palm on the table, and opened his fingers, makign it easier for the other to pull away if he wanted to. He gritted his teeth and waited.

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wesnott
2008-09-29 08:59 pm UTC (link)

Westly took the loosening of his hand as a sign that Adam was letting him go. That he didn't... care either way if he stayed or not. "Thanks again," he said said removing his hand and reached for his other notes that he brought with them and packed them into his satchel. "I'll see you around," he said nodding to Adam and heading off down the aisle trying to figure out what he was supposed to do for the rest of the night.

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	adampucey 2008-09-29 09:06 pm UTC (link)
	And less than a minute, Westly had gone and left him to wallow in the deafening silence. Adam was usually a fan of the quiet, but after what just happened, he felt... cold, with the absense of the hand in his, as it stayed unmoving on the table surface and the empty chair that he seemed more aware of now than anything else... (Reply to this) (Parent)

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