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Post by Angel Schunard on May 7, 2007 21:07:50 GMT -5
Angel's eyes popped open when Tommy jumped, and he watched the car pass. Why did Tommy jump? Was it someone they knew? Or was it just...someone? "It's okay..." he said quietly. With a sigh, he eyed Tommy's shoulders. In one ear out the other. Typical. Or maybe it was just...habit... "Did you see who it was, is that why you stopped...?"
"Shame..." Angel replied, a small smile coming to his lips. He probably would've blushed a bit back. But he was getting more and more comfortable with Tommy. It didn't make him blush. Not when it was about other people...
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Post by Tommy Collins on May 7, 2007 21:12:53 GMT -5
"Oh no I didn't even get a chance to see who it was," Tommy explained as his shoulders deflated. "I just...I don't want you to be uncomfortable. You know with...people seeing us. Maureen is different. Even the kids at school. The chaperones could always stick up for us but...I just don't want you to be hurt in any way, is all." He sighed and told himself to calm down. Everything was ok.
Tommy chuckled quietly. "Next time I get invited...if I ever do again, we could go. They were stupid just based on the fact that I never had anyone to be with. And of course, the drunken hijunks. But they can be amusing at times. Unless you'd rather pass which is all good..." He paused realizing what them going together would imply, "Oh well you know...if you would be comfortable." Now he knew what it was, to not be a "normal" couple.
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Post by Angel Schunard on May 7, 2007 21:27:32 GMT -5
A light smile formed on Angel's lips. Much as he missed the kiss...the fact Tommy cared so much made him feel amazing. Like he was worth something. And he knew he was worth alot to Tommy...that thought alone made him want to just...bounce. Made him giddy. But he tried to hold back a little. Instead, he just shook his head, leaning up to kiss Tommy again. Not caring who saw. "I don't really care about who sees while they're driving by. What are they gonna do, really? I mean...you're here with me, so...I'm okay," he said quietly. What would the driver do, anyway? Call the news, get it on the front page? Outside those they knew...who cared? What could they do?
"We...we could..." Angel nodded his head slowly. Not a defined yes or no, probably better that way. If there was another one, it probably wouldn't be best if he went. Especially if the team was who destroyed Tommy's book. Even with Benny there...it might not be best.
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Post by Tommy Collins on May 7, 2007 21:48:42 GMT -5
Tommy kissed Angel back hesitantly, but sensing Angel's calm, he calmed down himself. It was okay. He knew it was okay. "I guess you're right," He said quietly looking down the street as if he expected the person who was driving to run down the street with a pitchfork. "I just don't want you to be..." He stopped himself as he already said that. Angel knew. "Sorry."
"Or we could just...get drunk and have our own table dances. Sans jocks. Unless Roger or Benny wanna come. They're maybe allowed," Tommy said quickly hoping he would recover from his earlier comment.
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Post by Angel Schunard on May 7, 2007 22:00:04 GMT -5
"Don't be," Angel shook his head, smiling gently. "I appreciate it...that you care. Not everybody would." He leaned up to kiss Tommy again, sighing softly. Maybe they were all just jealous. He'd be jealous of himself...
Angel bit back a laugh, raising his eyebrows. "I've had one mouthful of champagne all my life! I knew you were trying to corrupt me," he teased.
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Post by Tommy Collins on May 7, 2007 22:13:36 GMT -5
Tommy smiled softly. He was pretty sure that he loved Angel before. And now, with just little words, gestures, assurances, he loved him even more. He kissed Angel back with more confidence this time. When they parted he said quietly, "I don't know how anyone couldn't care about you, frankly."
"Really?" Tommy asked aghast. "How sad! I'll teach you the better ways of boozing. One of the few good things that came from that era of my life. And don't worry...baby steps."
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Post by Angel Schunard on May 7, 2007 22:42:52 GMT -5
Angel blushed softly, the smile on his face growing. He kissed Tommy gently, and then again, a little deeper. It was an addiction and he loved it. And he was pretty sure there weren't any nasty side affects either. So what was the point of stopping?
"Pretty much..." Angel admitted. "What if I don't wanna know the better ways of boozing?"
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Post by Tommy Collins on May 7, 2007 23:05:38 GMT -5
Tommy smiled into their gentle kiss. He thought he knew what happiness was before Angel. But now, he knew what real happiness was. Kissing Angel, being around him, laughing with him, and kissing Angel again. He raised his brows as Angel came back for another more passionate kiss. But Tommy wasn't about to object. He stepped closer to Angel and wrapped his arms around his waist.
Tommy shrugged. "Then I could show you the better ways of juice box drinking." He smirked.
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Post by Angel Schunard on May 8, 2007 17:18:48 GMT -5
Angel sighed deeply, holding the kiss for as long as he could. For not even close to the first time since they met, he started wishing he didn't have to breath. It was just a distraction. He could hold on for a few seconds longer...and when those seconds were up and he had to break it, he didn't move away. Because he just wasn't ready yet.
"Oh, ha. Ha. Ha. You slay me," Angel replied, doing his best to look unamused. All the while the corners of his mouth twitching.
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Post by Tommy Collins on May 8, 2007 18:28:14 GMT -5
Tommy pulled back from the kiss so he could breathe through his mouth for a moment. Then he looked down at Angel with half-lidded eyes. "You get enough oxygen that I can come back for more?" He asked him with a deep grin.
"I live for the corny jokes..." Tommy watched Angel carefully. "You just gotta make sure that the sippy straws don't get the best of you," He tried in order to get Angel to smile.
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Post by Angel Schunard on May 8, 2007 20:00:24 GMT -5
"Who needs oxygen, really?" Angel asked with a small smirk. Taking a breath, he leaned up a bit, in a way inviting Tommy to kiss him again. Hoping that Tommy would. But he couldn't recall a time when Tommy had turned down a kiss, anway.
"I kicked the sippy cups a long time ago! I'm using straws now," Angel replied with a giggle, pointing a thumb to his chest and pretending to be quite proud.
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Post by Tommy Collins on May 8, 2007 20:27:58 GMT -5
Tommy laughed quietly. "Scientifically we do...but I think we can defy that pretty well." He kissed Angel back with more force this time. His arms tightened themselves around Angel's waist. It seemed like there would be no turning back now. At least when it came to emotions. Tommy wanted to stay there forever.
Tommy giggled and shook his head. "I'm impressed. Those sippy straws are the devil. I'm glad you've moved on."
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Post by Angel Schunard on May 8, 2007 20:42:47 GMT -5
Angel sighed, returning the kiss deeply. He let himself move just a bit closer to Tommy. Though it wasn't easy. He more just...shifted. But he needed to at least feel closer. As close as he could get. It wouldn't ever be enough.
"Oh, I know. Almost got slammed in rehab awhile back. I couldn't resist the call of the cup," Angel shook his head with a sigh. Fully aware he was beating Tommy in the corniness factor.
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Post by Tommy Collins on May 8, 2007 20:53:12 GMT -5
Tommy's head started to spin as if he was sick. But it wasn't a bad spin. It was a good spin. At least he hoped so. Puking at this point in their kissing was just not going to be a good thing. But he knew it was just Angel. Making him feel like everything was on fire. He pulled away slowly. "Wow."
Tommy gave up at that point, allowing himself to be conquered by the giggles. "That's pretty damn good Angel. The call of the cup?" He shook his head and smiled deeply.
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Post by Angel Schunard on May 8, 2007 21:07:22 GMT -5
"I know," Angel mumbled softly. It just kept getting better and better. And it was good to know Tommy was on the same page. Was feeling the same way. With a sigh, he opened his eyes, a light smile forming on his lips. "You okay?"
"Well...it was either that or an SCUI. And I wasn't even sure that one made sense," Angel admitted with a small laugh.
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