MxM?
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Thread Topic: MxM?
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care_bear19 NoviceXander nodded lightly. "Okay" he said and closed his eyes, tiredly. He leaned his head on Emerson's shoulder. Xander cringed lightly as he felt a pain shoot through his head. He just wanted... wait, what did he want? He couldn't really remember but he smiled at the warmth coming from Emerson and scooted closer to him. He closed his eyes and started to drift off.
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"No, Xander, you have to stay awake just in case it was dangerous." He shook Xander gently in order to keep him alert. He assumed that they were either fast-acting sleeping pills or the worst case scenario, GHB. He silently prayed, though he was an atheist, that they were sleeping pills.
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care_bear19 Novice"But I'm rreally tired" he said, his words no longer slurring as much. Xander's eyelids felt heavy and he blinked, trying to stay awake. His headed pounded and he layed down, holding his head. "Ouch" he groaned. He felt his eyelids slowly closing and quicky opened them remembering what Em had said. "Em, my headd hurts" he said. The small buzzing feeling he had a few minutes ago was slowly wearing off.
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Emerson leaned down and automatically had the urge to plant a tender kiss on Xander's head, but he chose to refrain from doing so. He hiccuped, continuing to stare at the other boy. "Stay awake, Xander. You have to." He observed the other's actions with almost a protective vibe flowing off of him in boatloads. He returned his head to its original position and sighed with an upset tone. "I don't want you getting hurt. Just stay awake for me."
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care_bear19 NoviceXander nodded "Okay. For you." he said. "But distract me" Xander rubbed his eyes slightly. He was really tired and whatever had een in the drink, plus the fact that he had barely gotten any sleep in the few days, didn't really help to that factor. He wanted Emerson to talk to him. He wanted to hear Emerson's voice. He knew that whatever he had taken was clouding his brain and worried lightly that he would say something stupid by accident. He yawned and and curled up, hugging his knees to his chest as he looked up at Emerson.
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care_bear19 NoviceBump :P))
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"How am I supposed to distract you?" he questioned, throwing up a questionable eyebrow. Emerson was growing even more agitated just at the sight of Xander. The party could still be heard thumping from the other parts of the house. The music was loud and people were most definitely yelling. He clasped his hands together and stared straight forward, contemplating what actions he could possibly take to aid Xander in feeling better. A shaking hand ran through his hair as he bit down on his lip.
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care_bear19 Novice"I don't know" Xander said "Just talk to me" Xander yawned as he looked up at Emerson. The other boy was looking at the wall, biting on his lip, and his hair slightly ruffled from running his hand through it too much, which Xander thought was incrediably cute. He smiled lopsidely at the boy and sat up, getting closer. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Emerson, blinking sleep away.
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"What do you want me to talk about?" he asked, remaining focused on the suddenly very interesting wall. In these types of situations, he preferred not to make eye contact as much as he typically might. It reminded Emerson of himself those years back, and he felt himself becoming guilty over wanting to repeat those actions again. He had always told himself that he wouldn't be dragged into the abyss of addiction that his father had fallen into, because he had only never wanted to be his dad. Most boys grew up idolizing their father where he chose not to. He saw the hideous behaviour that exploded under the man's seemingly innocent surface. He knew that even from a young age, he would never grow up to become a reflection of the man who now wrecked havoc and created chaos at the most unlikely of times.
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wreaked havoc
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care_bear19 NoviceXander looked at him, then looked away. He wondered what Emerson was thinking, but knew he couldn't ask. His head was fuzzy and his eyelids were heavy, but he was solely focused on Emerson. He looked at the details of the others face. The way his jaw line was shaped, the way his lips curled down in an adorable iritated frown. He smiled at that and shrugged, finally answering Emerson's question. "Talk about you"
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"I'm really soft-spoken, you know? Maybe I should talk to you about things more, yeah?" Emerson was aware of how he was in his home, as he was typically isolated and left to himself. At home, he would lock himself in his room in order to avoid what was occurring in the living room or kitchen, where his father was nornally located. He would eventually drift off into a heavy mindset, wondering how his life would play out if he continued to allow himself to be brought down and attacked by the monster who dwelled within the home. He also pondered the idea of his inner demon pulling him deeper and deeper into depression and the want for drugs, such as hallucinogens or depressants. "I'm not a very happy person, you know. I know I act like I'm okay in most situations, I've got problems."
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care_bear19 NoviceXander nodded. He was happy that Emerson was opening up more, truly that's what he had really wanted from him. He didn't lik when Em was upset and avoided Xander's questions, closing his self off fro the world. He knew that was how Em dealt with things but he still didn't like it. "Problems?" Xander asked. He knew of Em's father and his past with drugs and alcohol, but was slightly concerned with the thought of Em having more problems than he let Xander know of.
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"Yeah, problems. Lately, I've been bad, Xan. I feel like I'm losing my control and I'm not sure what to do about it. I always want to grab one of my dad's beers even though I know I shouldn't. Sometimes I just want to be numb." This dialogue was what would dig deeper into the mind of Emerson. Xander had previously asked for a distraction, and he hoped the slap of reality of his life would be enough to do so. He wasn't intending to be narcissistic, he was only trying to reach out.
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care_bear19 Novice"That doesn't make you a bad person" Xander said tilting his head slightly. He knew he should probably take his own advice but was too focused on Emerson to really care. He wanted Em to understand that wanting to be numb, didn't make him like his father, it only meant that he built too much up and needed to let it out somehow. "It just means you're tired Em" he said, hoping his words were getting through to Emerson. He fekt himself slowly becoming more aware but still feeling drowsy. He put a hand on Emerson's shoulder. He didn't pity the boy, and hoped Em knew that, he just understood what Emerson meant. He had become numb to his father's anger and hitting. He didn't want Em to be numb, because not feeling anything at all was worse, even if it sounded better.
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