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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2019 9:27 pm
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 6:12 pm
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 7:23 pm
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In all his worrying, Jakob was surprised the male had yet to question his own thoughts. It wasn't as though he were trying to keep them to himself. While yes, Jakob did have his own secrets, he didn't mind talking with Kieran about these sorts of things. It would be better for them both to just say what they had to say rather than tiptoe around one another. After all, they didn't say it now who was to say they would have time again later. Jakob knew the risks when getting together with Kieran. It wasn't a permanent thing, there would be no happy endings, or anything close normal. He hated the idea of it all, but somehow he had grown attached to him. He liked spending time together and peaking behind that intimidating exterior.
After speaking, Jakob watched as the male sighed. He was almost immediately pulled closer. He thought of protesting, saying that he would only get dirty. But it seemed as though the male did not care. His hands rested against the males chest as he stared down at him. He felt his arms lock behind him, holding him in place. He didn't squirm or shy away. Soon the man spoke, it wasn't at all surprising that he was still holding back. "What about us?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. While he did want to know about the other half of Kieran's vague statement, he thought he might be more open to answering the first half of it as it somehow seemed easier. Like anything Kieran might have to say about him, he could handle it.
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 8:29 pm
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It didn't really matter if his thoughts him were kind or unkind. The only thing that mattered to him was that his thoughts were true. As the male held on to him, he knew he did not care. Though he thought that he should. It was bad enough that Jakob had become such a mess, there was no need for Kieran to become one as well. He spoke, choosing carefully which to question first. Kieran smiled like he was amused by it, but he noticed how it seemed a bit off. It wasn't his usual smile. Jakob listened as the male spoke, not fully believing his words to be true. Like his smile, his words seemed off too. He watched the male leaned his head back, his piercing eyes staring back at him. Jakob shook his head a bit. "Then if it's nothing bad, why won't you tell me? Stop overthinking and just complain a little." he said, whining only a little. Acting like a child wasn't going to help him, but he couldn't help himself. He wanted to be able to talk about anything with Kieran. That wasn't going to happen if he couldn't even share his own thoughts or feelings.
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2019 7:26 pm
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2019 8:48 pm
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2019 9:50 pm
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2019 10:23 pm
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Being led on was not what had happened between them. If anything he had lead Miguel on. He didn’t want to stop and talk to him in the club. Kieran could have simply ignored him, or walked away. He didn’t want to try to stop him or protect him from Abel either. Kieran only had himself to blame. He wanted Miguel, even if it meant breaking down his own walls. Kieran couldn’t help his need to talk, though he wished he hadn’t. He would have much preferred to just let things happen, instead of talking. Kieran sat there questioning Miguel, unsure if he would respond. He soon felt Miguel slip his arms around his neck and come closer. Kieran relaxed Miguel leaned his head on his shoulder. He held onto Miguel relaxing as he sat there. Kieran listened as Miguel spoke, blaming himself. He found it amusing but didn’t laugh just let him continue to speak. ”How did you lead me on?” Kieran asked curiously, as he held onto Miguel. He wanted to be with Miguel, he liked him, if anything he didn’t want to hate him. Kieran might for a while, but eventually he could forgive him.
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