My Dark Side w/ Tenny
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Thread Topic: My Dark Side w/ Tenny
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Wynter put in his uneventful eight hours, wondering why the man even had guards during the day. He wished the third shift good luck and hopped in his car to go home.
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Randson is still sleeping, tired out from crying and being upset. His arm is thrown around Ollie's neck now because Ollie moved it since he didn't want his cuts rubbing against the blanket. Randson was curled up like a little kitten and frankly, it was adorable. Ollie didn't like him, though. Ollie was taken. Ollie watched the news on the telly as he waited for Wynter to come home. He didn't want to leave the little one by himself.
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Wynter walked in the door and squinted at the two on the couch. Without a word, he slid out of his boots and padded upstairs. Stopping in the bathroom, he pulled out the hair tie and washed his face.
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Ollie opened his mouth to say something to Wynter but the man was already going upstairs. The older sighed and scooped the little one up in his arms and carried him bridal style up the stairs. He stopped outside the bathroom, leaning against the wall. "Where would you like me to put the little kitten?" He asked, nodding down at Randson.
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Wynter frowned at the voice and whipped open the door. Quickly taking Randson from Ollie, he muttered "right here" and walked off towards the bedroom.
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Ollie was surprised by the action but didn't say anything about it. He walked back down the steps and grabbed his stuff before leaving, locking the door behind him so no one could sneak into the house at night.
Randson nuzzled himself against his boyfriend's chest in his sleep, mumbling something about kittens. -
Wynter set Randson on the bed and quickly covered him up. He used this time in his room to pack up his stuff. His buddy at work was having a surgery, and needed Wynter to cover his shift. With the longer hours, it would be better for Wynter to sleep in a room at the man's house once every couple of days. He shoved all his stuff into a large suitcase and turned out the light.
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Randson was having a flashback in his dreams about the day he was kidnapped and when Nonna died. It was awful, and had Randson thrashing a little in his sleep, loud whimpers escaping his throat every now and then. It didn't help that Wynter wasn't sleeping beside him and he had nothing to cuddle but a pillow as the dream went on.
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Wynter noticed the struggle but made no move to help. He was still mad at the boy and had no desire for Randson to wake up and start insulting him again. He went to the bathroom and packed the rest of his stuff up, making sure that everything was in order. He went downstairs and started scribbling out a note.
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Randson continued to sleep, thrashing and whimpering. Even though he knew Alex couldn't come back and hurt him, he was still super paranoid about the whole situation.
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He wrote out a lengthy note for Randson (which I will type up layer) and signed it. Grabbing his suitcase and duffle full of things, he left his house. With a longing sigh, he tossed the stuff in his car and drove off.
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He's sleeping.
And sleeping.
WAIT THERE'S AN UPDATE
Snore. -
Wynter got out at his boss' house and hiked it to his room. The man was totally cool with this; said it made him feel even safer. It was all cool with Wynter, too. He passed out on the huge bed.
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Randson woke up around nine o'clock the next morning. He was surprised when he reached over and he didn't feel Wynter's big and warm body laying there. He got up slowly, rubbing his eyes and going to the bathroom. He used it quickly and brushed his teeth before going downstairs. "Wynterrr?" He called, looking around for his boyfriend.
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Le note: "Randson. I apparently can't make you happy anymore, as seen by your recent actions. That being said, I'm leaving. You need somebody who doesn't have PTSD and can handle all your bragging and being used as an emotional punching bag. Everything's yours. The house, the..everything here, basically. I think I got all my stuff out, but if I forgot something, it's yours. There's plenty of food. I went shopping yesterday. I'll keep paying the phone bills and the electricity and water and all that, until you find your soul mate. I hope you can find someone who can make you truly happy. Wynter Hart"
Zzz
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