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[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ is currently sleeping peacefully. on the edge of the bed. ... as usual. ]

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[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ pauses, then steps inside the room slowly, carefully; is shaking, but stops behind simon, opening his mouth to say something. closes it when he realizes that he doesn't know what to say. just lifts a hand, as if he's struggling to offer some comfort. ]

Simon...

[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ has his back towards oliver. he's not crying, but he's shaking all the same, fists clenched & confused. ]

Is this why Rob left? Because Anna was-- is-- [ short pause. ] Sora's for all us. Sora waited for all of us. But he's-- they're--?

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ frowns, once again unsure what to say. finally looks really confused, because he doesn't understand why simon is so angry, though he know that he doesn't like seeing him like this, so. ]

M-maybe he's w-waiting for you a-again...?

[ doesn't really know what he's saying, but is trying all the same. ]

[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ whirls to face him. ]

He's not waiting for any of us! He has Anna, so why would he?!

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ winces and recoils, arms pressed against his own chest, as if he's preparing to be hit. wants to ask why he thinks that, but panics and blurts out the first thing that comes to mind. ]

B-because he made us f-for a p-purpose, didn't h-he?

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[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ snarls, but drops his head, taking a deep breath 'cause he knows feeling like this is not normal & he doesn't want to wake up anyone (like riku). ]

And when we outlive that purpose, he'll send us away. Like Rob.

[ shakes his head & encloses his arms around himself for protection. ]

[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ looks up after he's calmed down a while. ]

This is our secret.

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ wanted to tell him that he wouldn't leave him, but bites his lip. knows it wouldn't help any. ]

O-our secret. [ pauses. gives confirmation. ] I-- I understand.

[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ approaches oliver swiftly to grab him in a hug. a small smile touches his lips. ]

You're mine, right? You're mine?

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[sadtype.livejournal.com]

...

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ lifts his hands to touch simon's back gently. isn't sure how to put as much force into his "hug" as simon is doing. ]

Y-yes. [ closes his eyes. ] ... I'm yours.

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[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ nods tightly & buries his face into the crook of oliver's neck. ]

... good.

[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ pulls back after a long moment to grab a hold of a hand again. there's still a faint trace of trembling in his own, but his expression is back to normal. ]

I'm tired. We're going to bed.

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ expression wavers, unsure if he should be smiling or not. something tells him that he shouldn't (can't), so just nods and curls his hand around simon's. ]

A-alright.

[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ takes the lead again & makes sure that oliver can't see his face even while there is a growing pink tint on the tips of his ears. ]

... you're not stupid. Sometimes.

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[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ blinks a few times, a surprised look on his face. ]

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ instead of answering he walks a bit faster so he's not behind simon. walks beside him, trying to smile, but can't so he gives him a sort of soft look instead.

would thank him verbally, but he thinks that's enough... for now. ]