beaterdavid (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} beaterdavid) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} noctemrp,@ 2012-09-10 00:42:00 |
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What: Lover's spat.
When: Sun. Sept. 9th, late evening
Where: Room of requirement
Warnings: Dave's angst vs. Nox's pissed = D/s sex
Dave paced in the room. He clenched and unclenched his hands, trying to ignore the simmer of the bottled emotions he;d thrown at Nox over the journals. It was stupid, something good in the shit hole of a life he had right now. Bella was going to help and protect him. It was a good exchange. Bella got Misha and Dave got Nox. Hell it might even work out to be a pretty good life if they planned shit right.
Except Nox didn't seem to give a shit. Dave wanted to put his hand through a wall or hex something. Anything to get rid of the crushing inside his chest. Nox didn't actually care that Dave risked everything telling Bella. He didn't care that they could have a future. He wasn't acting like it mattered at all, like Nox hadn't been in his arms shaking before school started because they meant something to each other. Maybe this proved they didn't. That Dave was just like everyone else Nox decided to screw around with. God that thought made him want to puke.