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Post by clouds just clouds on Nov 7, 2014 16:26:29 GMT -8
Aleksy probably fell on his bed and looked up at Keiran with his eyes blazing, but tears were still falling. "I hate my life. I would rather have starved in my father's arms than live this kind of useless life-" He was getting too close. He was brushing the surface of his pained feelings that wrapped tightly around in his chest, and that would be too much. He was so weak for falling into depression. Him. Aleksy--no. Cornelius Dabney didn't get depression. But he wasn't even Cornelius Dabney anymore, was he?
Who was he?
"Aleksy Everhart. My father is Fitz Everhart..." He stared down at his hands. "Keiran, what am I suppose to do with the fact it was a love letter? Gods... I probably hurt her so bad..." Reaching up, he head his hair in his hands and began to rock. "Everasshole more like it..." Squeezing his eyes shut, Aleksy tried to capture a sob in his arms.
If Keiran let him, he wrapped his arms around Keiran and pushed his face into his chest. No more words escaped him, because he had nothing left to say. He wanted his life to mean something. But the fact that he could have been something with Araceli... who was he kidding? He kept messing up. His entire life was compiled of horrid mistakes. By now his tears were silent with broken gasps of air.
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Post by Bakery on Nov 7, 2014 18:26:57 GMT -8
Keiran let Aleksy wrap his arms around him and returned the hug. He was careful to cradle Aleksy, letting him cry without saying anything.
After a while, perhaps he even would stroke his hair gently, soothing him in his tears.
"You don't do anything yet...You give each other space- time to think about things..." He shrugged and glanced toward the wall. "You let things heal and then you start..Fresh. And that doesn't necessarily mean you go back to what you were before- a lot of the time it means you keep your distance..." He muttered quietly, unsure himself what would happen.
"You take your time." He added after a minute or so of silence, hoping his words were helping.
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Post by clouds just clouds on Nov 7, 2014 21:35:01 GMT -8
"Or maybe this way we can finally let each other go..." Aleksy whispered, shaking his head. "This is bad. You shouldn't be comforting me, but her." Except, he couldn't stop. At least his tears had calmed down, but the heaviness on his chest was still there. It weighed heavily on his chest and it stopped him from letting go of Keiran. After a few moments of silence, Aleksy spoke quietly, "I warned you... I said that if you keep comforting me, I'll start to like you."
Aleksy shook his head, pulling away to look up at Keiran. "I'm serious... I'm unstable." He let out a shaky breath and looked away. "Look at me. I'm the definition of unstable right now." He shook his head and looked at the tear stains on Keiran's shirt. Reaching up, he poked them as if that would make them go away. "She'll never trust me again. I hurt her... more than I had thought." His shoulders slumped.
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Post by Bakery on Nov 7, 2014 21:48:23 GMT -8
Keiran frowned, his lips curving down as Aleksy spoke. "First of all- Don't say this is a chance for you both to let each other go. It seems she still has some threads of her feelings for you- otherwise she wouldn't be so hurt over it...And you never know, just..Don't jump to conclusions just yet..Let things settle down."
His frown furthered at the mention of comforting Araceli- Keiran couldn't be two places at once..Besides, she had said she would be back, hadn't she? He could comfort her then- right now Aleksy was the one in the immediate vicinity.
"I will eventually talk to her. When she gets back." He sighed heavily, these two had a terrible past of mistakes- almost as bad as Jem's.
Well...Perhaps not. Or maybe they did. Keiran only knew what he was told.
"Your instability is exactly why you need comfort right now. You need a constant- a pillar of strength...It's what I'm used to being.." Keiran shrugged with a small blush. His green eye swept over to Aleksy's. "While that may be, I still think this will open up her mind a little more.."
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Post by clouds just clouds on Nov 8, 2014 1:06:33 GMT -8
Aleksy really, really wanted to punch Keiran. In fact, it might feel good to get some of his anger out. Although at the same time he really, really wanted to kiss him. Reaching up, Aleksy traced Keiran's jaw with his lashes lowered. "The truth is," he said quietly, "I'm use to being stable. I'm the one who doesn't care when his lover finds the love of his.. or her life. I'm the one that holds them in steady arms when the love they thought they found wasn't true."
His fingers curled, slightly scraping across the skin on his neck, but nothing that would hurt. "I haven't cried as much as I have lately in a long time. The last time I cried so much was almost eight years ago..."
After a few moments, Aleksy lowered his head. "If you're so determined to be a pillar for me..." Leaning close, Aleksy pressed his lips to the base of Keiran's throat. Emotion bubbled in his throat and he let out a sputtering breath against his skin. "Keiran, I don't understand... maybe my heart is in so many pieces that each piece is acting on its own..."
Closing his eyes, Aleksy pressed his face into the base of Keiran's neck. It honestly didn't matter if Keiran understood what he was saying or not. Aleksy didn't want Keiran to understand--because he was afraid of what it meant. Even if he still liked Araceli--albeit carefully, like how one would love a wild animal--he found himself drawn to Keiran.
Fuck that. He liked Keiran. More than just playing with him. If all Aleksy wanted to do was play with him, then he wouldn't show this much restraint...
His hand fell to Keiran's thigh, and even if he wanted to search up... he squeezed Keiran's knee. Tightly. "Do you mind if we spoon? Nothing... nothing bad. I can go under the covers... I just want to be held."
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Post by Bakery on Nov 8, 2014 12:44:40 GMT -8
Keiran closed his eyes and sighed- if Aleksy kept touching him like this he could do something regrettable- something that was far too soon to start.
"A-Aleksy..." Keiran started, a warning underlined in his voice. "..Sure...But," his eyes opened as he glanced down at Aleksy's hand on his knee, his own hand placed over it to move it off of him, "Don't make any mistakes you'll regret- no rash decisions, okay?"
His voice was soft as he moved out of Aleksy's grasp, perhaps moving to lay beside Aleksy, above the blankets.
He tucked his arm under his head, curling slightly around the pillow- maybe even Aleksy's body. His eyes shifted to the wall before the bed, watching it as he thought.
It was strange..Aleksy and Araceli. These two and their past..Not to mention their pull at Keiran. Why had he almost instantly cared about the two of them? Sure, he cared about others- he was a very caring man, although he may try to hide it. Others well being mattered- but Aleksy and Araceli mattered more.
Never before would he thought he would have found two others who mattered to him in such a way- with his family and work it was never possible. Never a thought he allowed himself to have...
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Post by clouds just clouds on Nov 8, 2014 14:00:05 GMT -8
Aleksy obediently slipped underneath the covers and and pulled them up to his shoulders. Quietly, he said, "I'm not the one who would regret anything." He then turned to look back at Keiran, his brows falling together. "Thank you..." He murmured before glancing up at him. "Again, I'm sorry if I make you uncomfortable..."
It was so tempting to turn around... Gods, he did turn around. Reaching up, he pressed his lips to the underside of Keiran's neck. "I'll stop... I am showing a lot of restraint right now, I hope you know..." With a shaky sigh, he turned around again to press his back against Keiran and cuddle against him.
"I'll leave you be..." He closed his eyes and let out a sigh. "Thank you.. again..."
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Post by Bakery on Nov 10, 2014 14:19:31 GMT -8
Keiran wanted to defend his point- to tell Aleksy he would regret trapping himself in a path crossed with Keiran's and taking away many possibilities for a better future.
But he didn't say these things. Mostly because the point was moot. Aleksy would believe what he wanted..
Keiran's brows furrowed at the mention of this being Aleksy's restraint- maybe he could take lessons from Jem.
The thought made Keiran crack a smirk- Elidi had told him previously about Jem and his 'Priest Level self restraint'. The conversation had given Keiran a different insight to Jem- and part of it had helped ease most of the worries Keiran had had previously with their romantic intimacy. If Jem had more restraint and- Keiran guessed- took more precautions, maybe he had helped Elidi learn to take more precautions and use more restraint- meaning there was less of a chance for Elidi to had a child outside of a petition. It made Keiran worry less- and earned a bit more brownie points for Jem with him. Although Jem probably didn't know this.
It was a secret.
Keiran nodded and closed his eyes, letting him adjust himself so he was comfortable- after that, he probably tried to sleep.
[skipppp to perhaps a while later- two months or something]
Maybe Keiran, Aleksy and Araceli had gotten closer- close enough to be more comfortable around the others- a but of a cheesy action or a snuggle and cuddle every now an then. Nonetheless, Keiran had accepted these two to be part of his life.
Two parts he didn't want to give up anytime soon.
Maybe even now the three of them even were cuddling, watching a movie or perhaps even dozing off as Keiran tiredly read a story.
It wasn't for Cytine either. No, perhaps she was in Devin's room watching a kids movie- or fast asleep in Keiran's bedroom.
Elidi cast a smile toward Jem as she led him to the tattoo parlor, perhaps her hand held his, their fingers threaded together as she tugged him down a street. "Come on, you can sit in the room while I get mine." She grinned, winking as she chuckled. "And afterwards I can kiss your jealousy away, my lovely Prince."
Squeezing his hand if she could, she perhaps brought the back of his up to her lips to kiss, stopping their pace to let her eyes slowly fall to their hands and then slowly retrace back up to his face, a bright smile on her face. "..I love you so much.."
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Post by clouds just clouds on Nov 16, 2014 20:38:18 GMT -8
Aleksy lay sleepily against Keiran, glad the man allowed him that much. After a few months, Aleksy's leg was completely healed, but it was more than hard enough to get used to not having a leg. He had several dreams where he had two legs... it was always a disappointment to wake up. In fact, his life was an entire disappointment. Keiran was like an antidepressant. Life was bearable near him, but the exchanges with Araceli were awkward.
He didn't know how to act, an actor without a script in the middle of a play.
Keiran's voice had lulled him to sleep once or twice, but he didn't want to sleep. He would rather listen to Keiran than sleep. A part of him wanted to tease Keiran, to squeeze his leg. Except, he wouldn't ruin this moment. Instead, he slowly shifted and pulled himself into a sitting position. "I need to pee." He murmured and he reached for his crutches.
One might think his bathtime washes with Keiran were his favorite, but while he enjoyed a blushing Keiran, it reminded him how useless he was. A sigh left Aleksy when the crutch slipped from his grasp and tumbled to the floor. "Not worth it..." He laid back down, closing his eyes. "I can ignore it."
To be honest, Devin probably stole away Cytine.
Jem chuckled, following her. "Good. Or else I will slit his throat and suck him dry of all his blood." He looked her in the eyes, his eyes soft. "When I was a child, in order to court a woman you had to ask her father. And you weren't allowed in the same room alone. In fact, you were hardly allowed to speak to her. But now woman are showing off their skin so easily." He chuckled and kissed her.
"So... how much will this hurt?" Jem's eyes glittered.
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Post by Bakery on Nov 19, 2014 12:41:15 GMT -8
Keiran, who had been half awake, glance at Aleksy with a small smile, perhaps brushing some of his hair out of his eyes and sitting up. "Don't damage your bladder like that, Alli..Here, I'll get it for you." He murmured softly and tiredly moved so he could pick up the crutch from the floor.
"Or, I could carry you.." Keiran murmured softly once more and glanced toward Aleksy kindly, his face open with emotion in his tired state. "Then we can come back to the cuddle party." A soft chuckle left his lips as he waited for Aleksy's decision to accept his help or not.
Elidi grinned and raised a brow. "Well, if you wanted, you could still ask Keiran." She laughed and shrugged. "Hmm, would you like a blast from the past then? I could start to never show any of my skin- hide my entire appeal from the world."
Of course she was only joking, and emphasized such as she winked at him, batting her eyelashes playfully.
"How much will your jealousy hurt or the tattoo? The tattoo will be a little painful- but I can only imagine you've faced worse. As for your jealousy, well that's up to you and how you and how you let someone else touching me affect you, my dark long bat~" she cooed and beamed, "Of course, it will be interesting for me to see you jealous- there are some emotions I have yet to see you express so it will be new for me..Tell me, are you a possessive jealous? Or an angry jealous?" She asked, genuinely curious. "I myself am a showy jealous- I like to flaunt that whatever is mine is mine- if anyone were to try and take you away or if I ever felt jealous, I'd flaunt that you were mine. Public displays of affection would be maximized." She informed and shrugged.
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