another lil rp
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Thread Topic: another lil rp
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Briar quickly walked over to the wardrobe in the room and opened it up, pulling out a coat and slipping it on. “Told you I kept it~” He said, giggling softly as he tugged on Lawrence’s coat, smiling.
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Lawrence grinned. ‘I think you look better in it than I did,’ he admitted, a small blush creeping up his cheeks.
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Briar blushed, giggling softly. “Why thank you~” He said with a chuckle, walking over and grabbing Lawrence’s hand. He headed down the tower, going down the staircase.
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Lawrence grinned, kissing his cheek and following him.
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Briar smiled happily as they made their way to the meeting hall, hand in hand with Lawrence. He walked into the large room, seeing the large, round table filled with people. He saw his father near the head of the table, sat by an empty chair that was meant for him.
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Alador looked up at Lawrence and Briar. He stared at Lawrence for a bit, recognising him, but not being able to place him. ‘Who is this?’
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“Father, I’m quite certain you remember Lawrence,” Briar spoke, glaring at his father.
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Lawrence looked down. Alador looked shocked, then he scowled. ‘Son, get away from him right now,’ he snapped, standing up and grabbing Lawrence’s collar. Lawrence was wearing a stained button-up shirt.
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“Don’t you f---ing touch him!” Briar shouted, pulling his father’s hand off Lawrence’s collar. “You are not in charge anymore, I am. So, you better sit down and show him, and me for that matter, some f---ing respect.”
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Lawrence whimpered quietly. He wasn’t as bold as he was two years ago. Alador glanced at his son, sneered, and let go of the king’s boyfriend, since he couldn’t fight back. He stalked back to his seat.
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“Good,” Briar said, sighing softly. He looked over at Lawrence, grabbing his hand. “Are you okay?” He whispered softly, leaning him over to his seat. He sat Lawrence down in an empty chair, sitting beside him.
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Lawrence nodded shakily and gave a weak smile, sitting down. He leaned his head on Briar’s shoulder, keeping silent.
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Briar wrapped his arm around Lawrence’s waist, holding him close as he started the meeting.
(ts to after the meeting?) -
(Sure!)
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Briar sighed as he walked out of the meeting room, rubbing his face. “I’m so f---ing tired,” he muttered, leaning against Lawrence’s side.
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