My Dark Side w/ Tenny
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Thread Topic: My Dark Side w/ Tenny
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When Randson saw the car pull up into the driveway, he sat the cat down beside him and shot up, running towards his boyfriend. He wrapped his arms around Wynter's waist, who was a good amount taller than him. Randson looked up at him with big eyes, beaming at the older fondly. "Hello. I was so bored all day without you here. The good thing is, Nonna kept me company." He didn't really realize he was rambling as he looked up with bright eyes. "I'm willing to bet I have the best tabby in town~" He didn't mean to brag, but of course, he did.
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Wynter chuckled and hugged the younger back, picking the boy up and kissing him on the forehead before setting him back down to listen to the ramblings. His sensitive instincts from the job hadn't fully calmed down yet, and he glared at Randson as he made his claim. Trying to keep his cool, he thought about the boy's bright eyes when Wynter came home. He shoved his hands into his pockets and strode towards the house. "Yup, I'm sure you do.."
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Randson was slightly confused when the older glared down at him, but shrugged it off and skipping with Wynter towards the two story family home. "Was work okay today?" He asked casually, climbing up the front steps and opening the unlocked front door. He skipped inside, plopping down on the couch in the living room. He sat criss cross like he had outside, and Nonna ran inside with the two. She sat down on the floor, curled up in a fluffy little ball.
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Wynter groaned at the thought of work and walked to the kitchen to pour himself some milk. "It was fine. Boring, as usual." He downed the milk and unbuttoned his shirt. He thought the uniform was ridiculous, and rather enjoyed being shirtless around the house anyways. Tossing the shirt on the table, he walked over to Randson and sat down beside him. "How was your day..?"
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Randson petted the small kitten between her ears as Wynter talked, nodding. When his boyfriend sat down beside him, the younger leaned over to lay his head on his bare chest. "It was fine. A bit boring, actually. I had class this morning, but besides that, I really didn't do anything." He thought for a moment. "The professor said I was the most interesting kid he had ever taught. That means I'm the most interesting kid in town. " He bragged.
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Wynter tried to keep it in, he really did. But that in itself was too much. He reached one hand to pin down the younger's hands (and the cat), and the other to drape across the boy's chest and take hold of his throat. To any outsiders, it would look like a playful chokehold. But Wynter was too strong and too tensed for that. He wasn't choking Randson, just squeezing a little. "Hmm, is that so? You think that goon has taught ALL the kids in this town? He's not the only professor. And..how do you know that's even a good thing, hmm? You think there aren't other interesting kids, you little narcissist?" He bent over to glare at Randson in the eye.
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Randson closed his eyes when his hands were pinned down, knowing too well what was coming. He let out a small gasp when he felt a hand wrap around his throat, not tight enough to choke the younger. "I-I'm sorry, Wynter. I didn't mean it.." He shook his head as much as he could with the hand around his throat, keeping his bright eyes shut and hidden.
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Wynette squinted and tightened his push on the boy's chest, using his own strong body as a counterweight to shove against. "What didn't you mean?"
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Randson whimpered, trying to pull his hands away from the tight grip. "I-I didn't m-mean to brag..I-I'm sorry, Wynter.." He struggled to get away from the grasp, keeping his eyes tightly closed so he wouldn't have to see the older like this. Nonna just layed there, licking a paw and watching the scene as if it was a movie.
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At the sound of the younger's pleading voice, Wynter took a deep shaky gasp and immediately released him, almost pushing him away. He breathed deeply and tried to come to grips with what he'd just done. He leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees, burying his face in his hands. "Oh my god..."
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When the younger was finally released, he opened his eyes and scrambled to sit on the carpet in front of the couch. He faced his boyfriend with sad eyes. Randson could still feel the warm hand around his wrists and around his neck,holding him still there. Randson edged towards the couch, sitting on his knees and looking up at Wynter. "I-It's not your fault. I deserved it, I'm so sorry. Please, forgive me?"
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Wynter shook his head and sighed. "You have no reason to be sorry.." He quickly stood up and left, ruffling the boy's head as he did so. He made his way to the bathroom where he closed the door, turned on the fan, and surrendered his lunch to the toilet.
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When the older left the room, Randson climbed back up onto the large couch, curling up into a small ball. He knew that this was all his fault and he felt so bad about it. All he wanted was Wynter to be happy, and clearly the younger was preventing that from happened. Randson sighed, resting his chin on his knees.
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Winter flushed his upheaval away and stared at himself in the mirror for a minute before brushing his teeth. "You gotta get it together, man. This ain't a war zone, he's your boyfriend. You're supposed to love and protect, not periodically hate and unjure.." He sighed at his own self lecture and left the bathroom, making his way towards the kitchen.
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Nonna sat in front of Randson's feet that were now on the couch, rubbing up against his calfs. That afternoon, Randson was wearing a red long sleeve shirt, with the sleeves pulled up to his elbows, and a pair of tan shorts. Randson sighed, leaning down to pet the kitten. He watched his boyfriend go towards the kitchen.
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