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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 15, 2008 22:42:49 GMT 1
Christian pushed the coins back towards him, digging in his pocket for another bill to hand to the bartender. Aidan shouldn't waste what little money he had on drinks when he was perfectly capable of getting someone to buy them for him. Aidan was a lot more attractive than what he gave himself credit for. "Maybe this Chris is afraid that you won't ever get over his past? Maybe he's afraid that he might disappoint you? You shouldn't give up trying on him. He may be waiting on you to make that first move..to show him that you accept him for who he is. I'm sure he wants you just as bad as you want him"
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 15, 2008 22:50:53 GMT 1
Aidan shook head and first tears formed in his eyes. He didn't care. He was too vulnerable now, under the influence of drugs and the alcohol. "He threw me out of his door. Literally. Just grabbed me and pushed me outside then slammed the door in my face. That's equal to get-the-hell-out-of-here, you know." He said quietly staring at his glass now. "I don't care about his past. I was aware of it. It was my first relationship ever. I was scared like a kid but he couldn't understand that"
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 15, 2008 23:01:26 GMT 1
Christian looked away from him as he noticed the first few tears that had started to form in the others eyes, turning towards the counter and holding his drink in both hands as he brought it to his lips. "He wanted you to come back. He thought that if you came back then things would be alright again. He couldn't look at you and not know where you two stood. It hurt too bad. He hated himself for upsetting you with a number. It was his first relationship too..and he was afraid"
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 16, 2008 9:04:56 GMT 1
Aidan sighed and turned in is chair to face the bar. He wiped his eyes angrily then wrapped long fingers around his glass. "How was I supposed to come back when he pushed me away? I tried to reach him but his walls were too high. I know when I'm not wanted. That's something people usually show me so it's not that hard to notice." He played with the stick in his glass while talking. "I wasn't upsed about the number. I was scared I would hear something...bad. Like that I was bad, or..." or anything else to be honest. Aidan was scared. "I admit it wasn't nice to hear this number... but I tell myself he didn't know me back then so it doesn't count" He looked up at the man beside him "And why are we talking about me while there are more plasurable things to do?"
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 16, 2008 10:09:24 GMT 1
"I don't know how. But he asked you to come back..once you've figured out what you wanted. It's not his decision anymore. He wanted you to come back. You never came. He wouldn't have called you bad. He told you once that you were the best he ever had. The one person he didn't regret. He wanted to learn how to love you.." Christian explained. He drained the rest of his drink, ordering another one to do the same it in a matter of a couple of seconds. He winced, his becoming slightly unfocused. "Pleasurable things? What kind?"
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 16, 2008 10:25:54 GMT 1
"He told me to leave. He should have known I'm not a kind of person that goes to beg for love. Not with...my past. He knows about it and how I react when pushed away." Aidan wiped the tears again, getting angry. "It is very much his decision"
He looked back at the man. "Things that don't need words but hands instead...but I'm not sure if I want it anymore" He said bitterly and instead of reaching out for the man he pulled out another joint from the pocket of his jeans
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 16, 2008 10:38:20 GMT 1
He was getting frustrated with the other man. It wasn't Chris's choice anymore, he was the whore that scared him away in the first place. He was the idiot that helped him out the door. Christians eyes narrowed as his former lover pulled out another joint. He reached out to smack it out of his hand. "You don't want it anymore? So you'd rather inhale that crap and lose a few brain cells instead? God damn Kinney..I'm sitting here hinting that I want you to ask me back..wake up" He shook his head, standing up to leave.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 16, 2008 11:18:52 GMT 1
Aidan was surprised with this sudden outburst. And getting angry because of loss of another joint. "No one cares about my brain cells" Aidan said sharply getting up and looking down at the man next to him. "And who the hell are you to speak this way to me? What do you care? You're just a guy I was going to f*ck. But I changed my mind. It's Christian I want and no one else so why bother. In the morning I'd still the same way" He sat back on his stool and turned to bar. "Simple, isn't it?"
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 16, 2008 11:29:19 GMT 1
He was going to be nothing more than just another fcuk. That was nothing knew, it was all people said he was good for. Aidan would have gotten his way tonight if he hadn't just changed his mind, Chris didn't know how to say no. But that wasn't what had stopped him from leaving, it was the next words out of his lips. He wanted Chris. He turned back around, gripping Aidan's shoulder to turn him to face him. Forcing his back against the counter a little too roughly than what he would have liked. "Fcuking look at me Aidan! I am Christian.."
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 16, 2008 11:36:26 GMT 1
Aidan yelped when his bony back hit the counter. "Ouch! It hurts, damnit!" He cried grabbing the man's wrists. But the pain sobered him a little. Enough to make him forget what he was talking about and recognize the man in front of him. "Chris" He cringed instinctively. He could still remember how Christian pushed him out of the door...almost like his father when Aidan told him he was going to study music. "What are you doing here?"
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 16, 2008 11:44:01 GMT 1
Christian rolled his eyes, quieting the man up by leaning over him and kissing him in much of the same fashion that he had on the day they had first got together. He heard a small huff from the blonde woman behind him who had came to retake her claim. "Do I have to start cutting you off?" He whispered, carefully pulling his drink from his long fingered hand to hold it away from him. "I've been sitting here talking to you for the past several minutes. "You asked me for a one night stand.."
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 16, 2008 11:51:03 GMT 1
Aidan's eyes fluttered close when he felt Christian's lips on his. He wrapped his arms around the other man's back returning the kiss shyly. When Christian broke the kiss Aidan's eyes opened and a faint blush marked his cheeks. "I...I did?" He asked blushing deeper with innocence but the middle finger of his hand straightened behind Christian's back when he heard the blonde huff
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 16, 2008 12:02:45 GMT 1
"Yes..you did..I was just as surprised as you are" Christian nodded, smiling weakly as he got that blush that he had been wanting. He kissed each heated cheek. He didn't have to see it to know what Aidan was doing behind his back, he could sense it and it made him chuckle. "Now that's not nice..she's jealous..she asked for one too..but I only had my eyes on you" He took a step back, leaving the embrace. "I should go. Keep off the drugs..it's highly unattractive..you won't get no girl with that.."
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 16, 2008 12:11:41 GMT 1
Aidan shrugged. "She should learn not to touch other people's boyfriends" Hesaid quickly then stopped blushing again. "Sorry" Christian didn't want them to be boyfriends. But ahy then did he kiss him? One part of Aidan wanted to let him go when he took a step away. That would be better. But the other part decided to act instead of thinking. slim fingers curled up around Christian's wrist. "no.....I don't want any girls...."
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 16, 2008 21:26:33 GMT 1
Once again he was stopped from leaving as Aidan curled his fingers around his wrist. He turned back to face him, bottom lip caught between his teeth. "Neither do I. But they are the only ones that want me..when they aren't in their right mind" He replied quietly, suddenly becoming interested in his shoe laces. He did want to get back together, but Aidan hadn't asked for him back. It was probably just the drugs talking when Aidan had said that he wanted him.
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