My Dark Side w/ Tenny
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Thread Topic: My Dark Side w/ Tenny
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It was around dinner time, and Wynter was not going to skip this time. He talked with a few guys, and they decided to go get something to eat. The five of them decided on a Mexican restaurant not far away. They walked there, talking about bro things and school.
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It took a little while for the food to get there, and by the time it did Randson was seated comfortably in Brooke's lap for whatever reason. The waitress gave them an odd look but dropped the food off and left. Brooke and Ollie dug into the fajitas, Brooke careful not to spill any on the little one in his lap. Randson nibbled on his cheese taco and listened to the two talk.
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When they got within sight of the restaurant, one of the guys yelled "Race ya!!" and took off. The guys, being dudes, we're all "hell no you little s--- get back here" and all raced off. Of course, being fit like he was, Randson was soon pulling ahead of the rest of the guys. He was several yards ahead when he reached the restaurant. He turned at the last second and slammed into the wall on his back "Nailed it! Y'all owe me dinner."
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Randson turned his head and stopped eating his food when he heard a rowdy group of guys coming toward the resturant. Ollie mumbled something about how some people needed to grow up but Randson was a little bit distracted. He caught sight of Wynter and gapsed loudly, trying to wiggle out of Brooke's lap so he could go over to his boyfriend. Erm, ex boyfriend? Brooke turned his head to see who Randson was trying to get to and tightened his grip on the little one's waist when he saw Wynter. "Stay here, pumpkin. He wouldn't have left if he cared about you." Brooke said, glaring at Wynter along with Ollie. Randson gave up and stayed seated in Brooke's lap with sad eyes.
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Wynter heard a familiar noise over his rowdy companions and glanced over, eyes widening when he saw Randson. While his friends were arguing about second place benefits, he stared at his little love. He didn't know what else to do, so he reached up to rub his little love mark that Randson had placed on him. He wanted to ask if he got the note and text, but didn't want to interrupt what appeared to be a loving moment between him and Brooke.
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Ollie leaned over a planted a soft kiss on Randson's cheek. "It's better that you stay away, baby doll. You've been so attached for so long, you gotta get over him some time and you might as well start trying now," Ollie said with a smile. Randson stared down at his hands, not agreeing with that. He wanted to run over to Wynter and beg for him to take him back, to carry him back home and stay with him. Brooke pet his hair fondly when he saw that the little one was sad. "You'll be okay, pumpkin. Don't worry about it." Ollie glanced over at Wynter and glared, sending daggers his way with his eyes. He had hurt his bestfriend in the worst way possible and he out of all people know how fragile Randson is.
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Wynter totally did not see Ollie because he was so focused on Randson. He was about to blow the boy a kiss when his friends took his hands and yanked him into the restaurant. He stared at Randson for as long as he could. When they were seated, Wynter took the waiter aside and made a little request.
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"Trust me, Randson. He wouldn't have left if he actually loved you. He's a player, baby doll. Don't waste your time crying over players." Ollie said with a small smile, leaning over to wipe away a tear that had left Randson's eye. "But I want him," Randson protested, tears rolling down his cheeks quicker now. "We know, pumpkin, God, we know. It's okay.." Brooke said, holding him tightly and wiping away all of his tears gently. It hurt him to see the little one so upset over a guy. Then again, Randson had given up everything for him.
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In five minutes, the waiter came out to Randson's table with a plate of flan and a bowl of sprinkles. Wynter had told him to make sure there were a lot of sprinkles, and the man had done that. Wynter had also requested a special plate, which, after Randson was done eating the flan on top of the words, would read "I always love my angel"
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Randson's eyes lit up when the waiter came and set down a plate of flan and a bowl of sprinkles. "Sprinkles!" Randson said with a big smile, looking up at Brooke. Brooke smiled down at him but when Randson was distracted when eating his flan, he tossed a worried glance to Ollie. Ollie shrugged and shook his head. Randson didn't really question who had ordered it as he dumped his face into the bowl of multi-colored sprinkles. He finished off his flan rather quickly and was licking off his fingers when he read what the plate said. Brooke read it along with him, frowning and looking at Ollie, who looked pissed. Randson's face was lit up and his eyes filled with tears of happiness. He beamed at the plate, confused as to why Ollie and Brooke looked mad.
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Wynter prayed that Randson's new boyfriend would let him read the message and redirected his attention on his friends. They had ordered 4 hungry man platters for the five of them, agreeing to split everything. It wasn't long after ordering that they were in an intense discussion about their classes and various teaching tactics.
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Randson really couldn't take it anymore; he had to go see Wynter. He shot up from Brooke's lap despite the protests of Ollie and ran over, searching for the table he was at. He found it rather quickly and snuck up behind Wynter, snaking his arms around his neck from behind, bending down slightly.
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Wynter would totally have gone into defensive ex-army man mode if he hadn't recognized the scars. He immediately quit paying attention on the guys, which confused them and made them go silent. Wynter turned a little so he was able to peer at Randson. "Hey, kitten."
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Randson moved so he was sitting in the older's lap like he had been with Brooke, his back against Wynter's chest. He leaned his head back and looked up at the older. "Hey, Daddy." He said in a soft voice so no one else but Wynter would hear. He gave the older a small smile, lips painted different colors from the sprinkles he had ate.
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Wynter gave a small smile and patted the boy's head. "Are you happy now? Safe? Your boyfriend taking care of you? He's not gonna come kill me because you're siting here, are you?"
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