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Josh Foley ([info]fatedtouch) wrote in [info]tensor,
@ 2011-03-20 20:23:00

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Entry tags:josh_foley, julian_keller

Julian
Josh closed his laptop and leaned back in his chair, sighing heavily. He was tired. So tired. He was tired of fighting. He was tired of ignoring each other. He was tired of pushing things away so he wouldn't have to face them. They festered like infections, feeding in the dark. The worse type of illness. Something his powers couldn't touch.

His half of the room had never been so empty. Instruments gone forever. All their bases, stands and accompanying pieces moved into the closet. Along with every last scrap of sheet music, book and cd he owned. His external hard drive, filled to the last byte with mp3s was under his bed. He still couldn't bring himself to wipe it.

Every knick knack and photograph had likewise been shoved under the bed until he decided what to do with them. The only personal items still out and about was his fish, his laptop and his schoolwork. His tree...his tree was safe with a chlorokinetic he trusted. She'd take good care of it until he could have it near him again.

Looking up at the ceiling, Josh wondered how the hell they'd gotten to this point. And more over, whether or not when Julian walked out the door tonight, if it would be for the last time.



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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 12:40 am UTC (link)
Julian's emotions were a mass of hurt and anger, but he was doing his best to swallow that down as he made his way to Josh's room. It wouldn't help anything if he couldn't at least be receptive to Josh's explanation, so he was fighting to control the sloppy, messy emotions boiling up inside him.

He'd actually managed to come to a sort of peace when he reached Josh's door. He rapped sharply, using his usual knock, then opened the door and stepped inside. He looked up, taking in the stripped-bare room as he shut the door behind him.

Julian paused, then let out an exasperated breath. "Oh for fuck's sake, Josh," he said.

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 12:42 am UTC (link)
Josh tilted his head, looking at him upside down for a moment, before swiveling his chair around. "Thanks for coming," he replied, getting up.

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 12:45 am UTC (link)
"Was this you or the school?"

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 12:46 am UTC (link)
Josh looked around his room and shrugged. "Once I lost the instruments, it kind of didn't make any sense to keep anything else."

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 12:51 am UTC (link)
"Once you lost the instruments? That's going to need translating."

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 12:52 am UTC (link)
"I don't have them anymore." He gestured at the bed. "Wanna sit?"

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 12:53 am UTC (link)
"No." Annoyance prickled, but Julian fought to keep it from bubbling up. Josh was in a mood he recognized, and rarely had the patience for.

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 12:55 am UTC (link)
Josh sat back in his chair and folded his hands together. "Kevin accused me of wanting you."

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 12:58 am UTC (link)
"Kevin seems to be taking up a habit of meddling in things he should leave alone," Julian said mildly, but the tension was clear in his body.

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 12:59 am UTC (link)
"Yeah," he sighed. "We're not talking."

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 01:01 am UTC (link)
"So that's why you decided to take up orders?" He crossed to the window, too full of tension to keep still.

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 01:09 am UTC (link)
"He kept pushing." He didn't follow Julian across the room, leaning forward to rest his elbows against his thighs, looking at his hands instead. "He wouldn't let go of it. Even when I asked him to. Even when I begged him to..." He scrubbed a hand against the back of his head. "He thinks I need touch, that I need more than him. That what I want, even if I won't admit it, is you."

He heaved a sigh, hand sliding off his neck. "I was so angry with him for forcing that out there. For making me see it, confront it. I needed time away from you so I could look at it, so I could think about it without you near me. Because I was all knotted up. Because I was confused. I needed to sort things out and I couldn't do that with you smiling at me, and wrapping your arms around me, and..."

He stood up, turning to face Julian. "You know what the worst part was? Admitting to myself that he was right. And knowing that no matter what I did, someone was going to get hurt because of that."

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 01:13 am UTC (link)
Julian froze, staring out the window. His body had gone tight, a sudden wall of ice between them.

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 01:28 am UTC (link)
"Yeah, I panicked too. I panicked a lot." He paced across the room, keeping his distance from Julian, so he wouldn't feel cornered. "But, Kevin wouldn't let it go. So I couldn't ignore it anymore, like you're doing now. And I thought...I thought I could do it, you know? That I could just pretend and everything would be okay. But I realized I can't. That ignoring it doesn't make it go away, it just makes it hurt.

"I'm sorry, Julian. I'm sorry you've been dragged through all my shit for so long. I'm sorry I built so much of me in you so you didn't have a choice. I'm sorry I hurt you, and I'm sorry this had to come up at all. But...I can't just pretend I never realized how I feel about you. You've always believed in me. Protected me. Comforted and supported me. You've made me get up when all I wanted to do was lay down and give up. And when I couldn't move myself, you picked me up and carried me until I could." He turned to face him again. "You stood in front of me when hurt came my way, and you held me close when I was shaking and let me draw strength from you. You curled around me, folding me up in you when my I was broken. And you patched me up with parts of yourself.

"I'm sorry I never noticed. That I was never grateful enough. I'm sorry I never saw you, Julian. I'm sorry I spent so long torturing you. I never meant to. I'm sorry I've been so selfish. That I took so much from you and never gave enough back. I wish I could make it up to you, but I know there's no way I could even start. I'm so, so sorry."

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 01:44 am UTC (link)
"So," he said, eyes never leaving the darkness outside. "Because of Kevin, you've had some grand revelation that you're in love with me. But where does that leave Kevin?"

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 01:47 am UTC (link)
"I don't know where it leaves any of us, to be honest," he replied, crossing over to his bed and dropping into it. "But I couldn't keep this from you anymore. Or myself. Kevin...I still have to tell him. But, you needed to hear it first. You deserved to hear it first."

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 01:52 am UTC (link)
"You're in love with Kevin."

It wasn't a question; he knew the answer. Josh was so in love with Kevin it was like a constant punch to the gut.

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 01:53 am UTC (link)
"Yes."

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 01:57 am UTC (link)
"And you do realize you can't have us both."

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 01:58 am UTC (link)
"Yes," he replied quietly.

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 02:03 am UTC (link)
"And that's why your instruments are gone. Because you realized you love your boyfriend and your best friend, and you know you have to make a choice, and it's hurting you."

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 02:09 am UTC (link)
"I tried. I tried to figure it out. I was so lost...A string snapped. It caught me over the eye and...It was like I snapped. It just hurt so much...I grabbed the neck and swung and...fifteen minutes later I was being escorted to Doc Samson. And someone was cleaning up all the pieces. I feel...I still feel broken. In pieces. And I can't make them fit. Because they have your names on them and neither of you...I'm going to lose you both."

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 02:19 am UTC (link)
Julian gave a fond, exasperated sigh, turning around to look at Josh. "Josh, it's so like you to make everything a thousand times hard than it has to be," he said with a half smile, acting harder than he ever had in his life; selling with all his soul. "You should have come talk to me the minute you started to realize because I could have told you what I'm telling you now: I love you, but I'm not in love with you. I don't want you that way."

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[info]fatedtouch
2011-03-21 02:24 am UTC (link)
Josh got up and crossed the room. Moving to stand in front of him, he slid both hands up beneath his shirt until they rested high on his chest. He pressed gently with his power, but didn't cross the threshold of Julian's skin. "Look me in the eye, and say that again."

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[info]truehellion
2011-03-21 02:29 am UTC (link)
Julian had been training since he'd manifested as a child. He'd had years to learn how to control his body. And, thanks to his fucked up family, even longer to learn how to lie. "I'm not in love with you, Josh," he said, reaching up to fondly push back Josh's hair, the way he'd always done before. Casual touching. Affection hiding adoration. "I'm okay that you're in love with me, though I'm sorry if I led you on at all. I'm just not built that way."

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