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[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ gee gee gee gee baby baby~ you got a text message, nathan.

"open the door locks changed???" ]

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[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

You wound me.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

AS IF, YOU BASTARD.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

. . . [ turns his face away to the side as his shoulders shake in brief amusement, much to damon's chagrin. manages to regain his composure shortly after, though the traces of his mirth still remain. ]

You've eaten? Told the others that you've returned?

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

Ass. But yeah, I did.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ then draws out something from the pocket of his hoodie -- a small apple, washed & in all its shiny glory -- & hands it over. ]

Here.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ blinks at it slowly. ]

Ah?

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

Breakfast. Lunch. Food? Fuck, dunno. Just grabbed whatever's edible.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ places the apple down on top of the book resting on his chair. ]

Thank you.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ rolls eyes again. ]

Yeah, yeah, I get the hint. Jesus. [ voice drops into a barely audible mumble. ] Seriously, what kinda phobia is this anyway?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ considering silence & then his voice kept light: ]

Mm. A character flaw, perhaps.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ considering silence & then his voice kept light: ]

Mm. A character flaw, perhaps.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

The hell? --no, don't answer that. Don't need to know your dumb logic. [ stretches, rolling one of his shoulders. sighs when he feels the joint pop its tensions away. ]

I'm outta here.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Little brother.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ stops half-way toward the door, cranes his head back in albert's direction curiously. ]

Eh? What?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

. . . welcome back.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

. . .

Yeah. Thanks.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ back to baseline, smile at his lips, shine in his eye: ]

See you later then.

[ steps are only a fraction faster than they should be as he exits albert's domain, closing the door of the study behind him with a soft click. ponders briefly on going for a run, decides against it & strolls back to his room instead to start unpacking with a self-promise of a nap afterward the manual labour. ]