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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ it was with some strange stroke of luck that nathan had confirmed the non-presence of albert, brianna, and damon in the mansion for the weekend, almost suspiciously double-checking with them all to make sure; albert was off to god knows where, brianna flew out to hawaii for a photo shoot, and damon was spending some quality time with his friends before the summer officially came to a close.

nathan didn't think it would be this simple. lo and behold, the mansion was completely his for the taking for at least two and a half days. this prompted the almost juvenile-like excitement that overcame him when he invited caleb over for a real two-night stay inside the mansion, to show him where he lived (where he didn't like to live) and let him explore what he normally did not allow people to see. so this is why he tugged at caleb's hand enthusiastically, his body betraying the way he tried to school his expression, knowing somewhere in the back of his mind that in the end it was quite a futile attempt.

stops when they're far enough inside the mansion, not bothering to let caleb's hand go as he turns slightly to look at him. ]

Well, here we are. [ a pause, as if his excitement was slowly wearing off. ] Again.

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Work hard to be Superman!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, you're already super. [ pauses. gaze shifts away. ] In... your own special way.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ grows subdued. ]

. . . Is enough?

1/2

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

...

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ bumps him gently. ]

For me, yeah.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ looks down briefly, then a pleasant flush spreads across his expression as he turns to press his nose against nathan's forehead. ]

Danke.

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ eyes go downward as a hand fidgets with the edge of his shirt. goes red in the face, speaking a bit shakily. ]

B-Bitte schön.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ beams. ]

Ja, bitte schön! Sehr gut!

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

M'trying. Not very good at it, though...

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Nein. Nathan is be good! Because Nathan is smart.

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[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

Only on certain things...

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ then pauses when his stomach reminds him of something rather important. ]

Uh. How far away was the pizza guy?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ tilts his head a little in concentration. a long pause, then: ]

Ehh. . . now is ten minutes. . . ?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ groans and leans on caleb. ]

Ugh, really? So hungry. Gonna die.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ wraps an arm around him, almost instinctively as he nudges them forward again in a slight hurry. ]

Ten minute is not long!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ decides to play dramatics to pass the time, dragging his feet a little bit in the process. ]

No-! I don't think I can go on like this!

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . .

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ dislodges from him so that he can hold his arms out toward nathan. ]

I carry Nathan?

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ freezes as his face goes red. ]

T-that's okay. Think I'm fine.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ blinks, but keeps his arms in place for a little while longer. ]

Nathan is sure?

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head furiously. ]

N-not supposed to carry guys anyway. [ lifts a fist. ] Manly.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ drops his arms hesitantly. ]

Ehh. . . man can carry man if need help?

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ grunts as he moves along. ]

Society doesn't think so.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ quickly checks the position of the pizza guy in his head. then trails after, though his quickening pace has him catch up in a few seconds. ]

Is okay in team! In Deutschland! With Liebhaber!

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ shoves his hands into his pockets. ]

Just not used to it yet. Maybe... someday. Later.