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[healingmajor.livejournal.com]

[ a party at the end of finals was something alyssa had not been entirely interested in, merely shaking her head a little bit shyly when the offer was brought to her attention in class one day. of course, this was before anthony had shrugged and said they should go since the opportunity was there. why not? was what alyssa got out of it, prompting her to quickly agree with some hesitation despite herself. and this was why the girl sat tucked into a corner of one of the couches in the room, tapping the cup in her hands a little for no reason in particular other than giving herself something to do.

with her feet moving back and forth to the music that plays overhead, she sips her (thankfully untouched) punch slowly, eyes glancing around at all the students that are mingling in small groups here and there. a part of her wasn't sure why people were watching her and anthony closely every now and then, as if they knew something that she did not. nonetheless she continues to sit there in silence, glancing down at her phone every now and then to see if she has any texts from nathan-- she was sure he would be doing that throughout the duration of her stay. ]

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[cawmajor.livejournal.com]

[ pretends to not see that pinky finger, instead saying: ]

And I promise you that you're going to have the worst headache in the morning.

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ draws his arm back, growing quieter. ]

Oh. You're angry again.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ grunts, adjusting anthony again when he feels him slip a little. ]

If I was that angry I wouldn't be talking to you.

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ presses his forehead against the back of tony's neck. ]

Yeah. . . I know. [ then cranes his head to catch a glimpse of tony's face. ] I brought money! I can take a taxi. Always wanted to ride one, it's like the Godzilla. Gondola.

[cawmajor.livejournal.com]

[ looks down at the ground and shakes his head. ]

Not tonight, kiddo.

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ settles back, gnawing on his lower lip as he tries to make sense of things. gives up soon thereafter, upon realizing that he can't get firm of a grip on his thoughts to even properly attempt. ]

. . . Okay. [ presses his nose against tony's neck again. ] But don't be sad. Please don't be sad.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ lets out a sigh, tilting his head to get a look down at the top of anthony's head. ]

Shouldn't I be the one saying that?

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

No, I'm okay. [ kisses his shoulder. ] If you're okay. And if Lyssa's okay. If we're okay.

[cawmajor.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't say anything to that for the moment, looking as if he's lost in thought. only snaps out of it when he spots his car, making him turn back to anthony. murmurs a little gently: ]

M'gonna let you down, okay?

[ that's the only warning he'll give him as he slowly lowers a knee to the ground, releasing his arms from their hold on his friend (at a snail's pace, just in case). ]

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ when his feet touch the ground, he wobbles a little, but is otherwise steady. pushes himself away from tony, taking a step back uncertainly.

-- then hiccups. ]

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head and fishes out his keys, pressing the button that unlocks the doors. after a moment's hesitation he opens the one to the passenger's side, holding it open for anthony. ]

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ scrubs at his eyes, blinks a bit. opens his mouth, as if to question, but in the end wordlessly takes the necessary steps to situate himself into the seat comfortably. ]

[cawmajor.livejournal.com]

[ watches him to make sure every limb is inside the car before he shuts the door. rounds the car to jump into the driver's side, turning on engine to start making his way to his place in silence. ]

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ trying very hard not to sway in his seat when he feels the car move, two hands gripped tightly around his seat-belt. but is otherwise strangely silent, already half-dazing even when he turns his head to glance at tony, then out the window, blearily making out the scenery that passes them by. ]

[cawmajor.livejournal.com]

[ it doesn't take them very long to reach the building that he currently resides in, pulling into the appropriate spot when they arrive. turns everything off and simply sits back in his seat, staring off into space before his eyes glance over at anthony. thinks twice about this but ends up just shaking it off and stepping outside of the car, shutting his door and making his way around to open the passenger's side once again. ]

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ manages to pry the door open himself by the time tony comes around the car, but it takes him another minute or two to properly find his footing & balance. looks up at the dorm with some amount of dread. ]

. . . This isn't home.

[cawmajor.livejournal.com]

You have a Pikachu at home. [ places a hand on the door, clicking it closed before leaning in towards anthony a bit closely. ] Don't you?

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ looks up at him, not leaning away as he usual does. then turns his head downward & nods. ]

Yeah. . . Can't be a bad example to little b-brother.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ watches him closely, merely standing up straight again when he's satisfied with the reply. reaches out to take anthony's hand, giving a small tug. ]

C'mon, then.

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ clasps that hand with both hands, holding onto it like a lifeline as he trails after him. ]

Coming.

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[cawmajor.livejournal.com]

[ walks at an evened pace, making sure to keep a tight hold on anthony's hand as they go along. grips a fraction harder when a thought passes him that he still considers, though ends up pushing it back further in his mind when the rational side of him is too confused to come up with a coherent decision.

stops these thoughts when they end up at his door uninjured (by some miracle, in his honest opinion), using his free hand to unlock the door. pushes it open and pulls it closed behind anthony when the boy makes it through, tossing the keys towards the couch without a passing glance as he tugs them into his room. ]

[cawmajor.livejournal.com]

[ when they enter he doesn't make any move to turn on any lights, too busy letting go of anthony's hand to instead push him onto the bed.

crawls on top of him and braces his hands on the mattress, both of them pillars on either side of anthony's head. but he doesn't make any movement just yet, simply staring down at the boy as if just observing him more than anything else, slowly letting his eyes adjust to the darkness and moonlight that seeps through the half-opened shades. ]

1/2

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ jerks, but the sequence of events is too fast for him to be able to voice any kind of protest while it's happening. grunts when his back hits the mattress, breath catching when slow comprehension dawns on him when tony draws closer. ]

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ then squints up at him when he thinks he sees something, ignoring the compromising situation in favour of focusing on that instead. brings up his hands to press his palms against tony's cheeks again, like he'd done at the club, his voice shaking. ]

. . . What are you doing? Why. . . why are you hurting? What's wrong?

[cawmajor.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't move or look too fazed at his reaction (or the touch involved), not speaking for a few beats as he blinks slowly. ]

Nothing. I'm giving you what you want. [ pauses, eyebrows scrunching together for a brief second. ] This is what you wanted... right?