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Winston Smith [1984] ([info]isofthedead) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-06-21 23:34:00

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Entry tags:o'brien, winston smith

Who: Winston, O'Brien
What: Nightmares, running to a friend.
Where: His place then O'Brien's
When: 3 in the morning on Sunday
Warnings: TBA



Big Brother. The pain of the dial O'Brien controlled. All the mental torture he went through. Two plus two is five.... With a sob he woke up from his nightmare, clinging to his pillow as he pretended it was someone - anyone - that could comfort him. Once the initial shock of the nightmare was gone, so were the sobs and he was left a sniffling mess. Sliding out of bed he put on his glasses and made his way to Bree's room, peeking inside.

She was gone and suddenly he remembered everything. His daughter was away, had been gone for weeks and thus his only close comfort was gone. That made him cry all the more, eyes closed tightly as he sniffled and tried to wipe away the tears. Grabbing one of her pillows he walked through the house with it, hugging it close to his chest, only letting go to put on proper clothes for outside. Getting on a pair of rain boots and a jacket he finally returned to hugging the pillow as he stepped out of the house, locking the door behind him.

Catching a taxi he ended up at O'Brien's home, in front of the other man's door. With a pathetic little sniffle he reached up and rang the doorbell, not really thinking about how O'Brien was probably asleep.



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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-22 07:40 pm UTC (link)
O'Brien certainly was in bed, and the sound of his doorbell barely roused him, his eyes slowly blinking open to look at the clock beside his bed. Who on Earth would be calling at this time of day? He sat up a bit with a stretch and yawn before getting out of his warm bed to put on a robe-having only pajama bottoms on-and head to the door buzzer, leaning to it to call through the intercom.

"Who is it?" His voice was thick with sleep and irritation and he waited for a reply with an annoyed stretch of his back.

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-22 07:43 pm UTC (link)
"It's, W-Winston." The man stated, shifting from foot to foot, holding the pillow tightly to his chest. "I'm sorry for," he sniffled, "calling so late but I just...can I please come in?" It was a bit nippy outside and he was feeling uneasy, standing there, rather vulnerable.

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-22 08:02 pm UTC (link)
"Winston?" O'Brien reached up a hand to rub at his eyes, having not bothered with his glasses as he assumed he wouldn't be long awake. Learning it was Winston, however, canceled that thought.

"Alright," He buzzed the man in and unlocked the door, moving to go and fetch his glasses and then get himself a glass of water as he waited for the man to come up.

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-22 08:05 pm UTC (link)
Winston stepped inside the warm building and then made his way through the hall up to O'Brien's room. Once he arrived at the door he knocked, licking his lips nervously, still hugging the pillow. His eyes were still brimming with tears as he waited for the door to be opened.

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-22 08:07 pm UTC (link)
Walking over, tying the belt to his robe around his waist, O'Brien opened the door and looked the man over as he stepped back to allow him in, "What has happened, Winston? What is the matter?" He questioned, looking to the pillow, "Take off your shoes and come in."

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-22 08:13 pm UTC (link)
He stepped inside and pushed off his boots, leaving them by the door. Still holding the pillow in one hand, he shrugged off his jacket and hung it up. Once that was all done he glanced at O'Brien, sniffling. "I had a nightmare, and Bree is still gone and I was alone..." He squeezed the pillow, shaking his head. "I miss her. I miss home. I miss Big Brother."

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-22 08:15 pm UTC (link)
"You needed company after a nightmare," He commented matter-of-fact before nodding and motioning for the man to go and sit, "I'll get you a glass of water, Winston. Sit."

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-22 08:26 pm UTC (link)
With another sniffle he sat on the couch, continuing to hug the pillow. He was exhausted and upset, eyes falling shut for a moment.

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-22 08:28 pm UTC (link)
Setting the glass of water he had got the man on the coffee table, he sat down beside Winston, "Would you care to talk about it?" He questioned, "Or should we just get you into some clean clothes and into a bed?"

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-23 03:10 am UTC (link)
Winston shifted to snuggle against O'Brien's side, nuzzling the man's shoulder with a sniff. "I am tired." He murmured with a little nod. "But I don't...don't want to have more nightmares."

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-23 09:49 am UTC (link)
"Well, with sleep comes nightmares, but without it comes weariness," O'Brien pointed out, "You will have to make a choice."

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-23 07:42 pm UTC (link)
With a little sniff, Winston remained curled into O'Brien. "Can we go talk in bed?" He asked quietly. He'd feel more comfortable if he could be warm and in the other man's arms.

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-23 09:10 pm UTC (link)
"Yes, but you should have some water first," He commented, holding up the glass for Winston to take hold of.

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-23 09:29 pm UTC (link)
He nodded a little and took the glass, gulping down half of it, his hand shaking a bit. It didn't take long for him to finish it off and he glanced at O'Brien.

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-23 09:33 pm UTC (link)
"Alright," O'Brien nodded and went to put the glass in the kitchen before coming back to the sitting room, motioning for Winston to get up and come with him, "Come along, then, Winston."

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-24 04:32 am UTC (link)
It didn't seem as if he was going to let go of his pillow anytime soon. He stood and padded over to the older man, reaching with one hand to lace their fingers together.

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-24 12:06 pm UTC (link)
"Very good, Winston," He commented gently, soothingly as he lead the man to the bed room and sat down on the bed, guiding him down too, "Come on. We'll get you tucked in."

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-24 08:48 pm UTC (link)
With the pillow on his lap as he sat on the bed, Winston removed his shirt and folded it before setting it neatly on the ground. Feeling a bit more comfortable he shifted and snuggled into the blankets, still hugging his daughter's pillow to his chest.

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-24 09:09 pm UTC (link)
Waiting for Winston to settle, O'Brien removed his robe and moved to lay beside him, taking in a breath, "And how is Bree?"

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-24 11:23 pm UTC (link)
"I don't know." He mumbled, turning to snuggle against O'Brien's side, eyes closed. "I haven't sp-spoken to her in quite some time. I don't think she wants to talk to me."

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-24 11:44 pm UTC (link)
"and why is that?" He coaxed, wanting the man to talk through all this, to get a sense of what was going on in the man's life.

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-24 11:44 pm UTC (link)
"and why is that?" He coaxed, wanting the man to talk through all this, to get a sense of what was going on in the man's life.

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-25 12:01 am UTC (link)
"Because I'm a terrible father. I left her alone. I left a 12 year old girl alone." Winston sniffled. "Her uncle took her away from me."

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-25 12:10 am UTC (link)
"You are not her father, Winston. Not really," He pointed out, "You are not used to taking care of her yet. You are getting adjusted."

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-25 12:42 am UTC (link)
"Not quickly enough!" It was all too obvious he was frustrated with himself. He was put into this world because someone thought he could take care of that little girl and now he'd lost her. "I'm so dim. So dull." The man rolled over so his back was to Winston, obviously ashamed.

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-25 12:45 am UTC (link)
"Winston, you are not dim," He said firmly, sighing as he put a hand on the man's shoulder, offering comfort, "You are adjusting at your own rate, and Bree should respect that. You are trying to be a part of her life even though you do not need to be."

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-25 01:58 am UTC (link)
"I still feel like I've failed her, though." He whispered after a moment, rolling over again to snuggle against O'Brien with a sniffle. "I miss our home. It was...was easier there."

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-25 02:14 am UTC (link)
"Here you can feel just as secure," O'Brien kept his voice calm as he put his arms around Winston, wanting to comfort him, "You can be just as strong as you were. Stronger. You will adjust."

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-25 02:36 am UTC (link)
Winston found himself believing O'Brien because with the other man's arms around him, he did feel secure. Finally moving the pillow aside he just put his arms around the older man in returned and pressed their bodies together, eyes closed. "Okay."

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-25 02:38 am UTC (link)
"Okay," Pleased that the man seemed to agree, that he could be safe, O'Brien nodded and held Winston close, "Now, you need a good sleep. Can you handle that?"

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-25 02:59 am UTC (link)
"I think so?" Winston offered up, frowning, obviously fretting. "You'll stay here?"

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[info]2plus2equals5
2008-06-25 03:02 am UTC (link)
"Yes," He nodded, "I need sleep, too, Winston."

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[info]isofthedead
2008-06-25 03:10 am UTC (link)
"Alright." With a nod he seemed to settle in an relax, asleep soon enough.

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