[Fic] Falling (Stupid for You) : 2/?
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lotus_beautyTitle: Falling (Stupid for You)
Author: LotusBeauty
Type: Multi-chapter
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Pairings: JaeSu (among others), bff!JaeChun
Genre: AU-college!fic, comedy, drama, fluff etc
Summary: Jaejoong always loved art, that much was obvious. But his usual forte is pencil drawing. When he finds out he has to take photography for digital arts to graduate for his major, he takes on the challenge with an open mind. On a hike, he catches someone in his camera lens he never anticipated. Then he keeps seeing the guy everywhere. When that certain someone comes to a gallery he participates in, Jaejoong never expects him to agree to the hasty proposition he jokingly offers.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never were, but a girl can dream through fiction.
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1 | 2: in which Jaejoong falls
Hm, that’s odd, Jaejoong thought. He knew he’d gone to bed alone the night before, yet for some reason, he was snuggled up against something warm. Jaejoong peeked an eye open to see a familiar back and decided it would be proper that he get some compensation for the warmth he’d been sharing without even knowing. He wrapped an arm around the waist in front of him and nuzzled the back of his counterpart’s neck. The young man sighed and shifted in his arms.
“And a good morning to you,” Micky mumbled, his voice heavy with sleep. “Ah, I see you’re wide awake,” he said with a chuckle when Jaejoong decided to roll his hips against Micky to specify just what type of compensation he wanted.
“What gave me away?” Jaejoong asked as he nuzzled Micky’s shoulder and rolled his hips again.
“Your morning wood is a pretty damn good indicator.”
He had a point.
Jaejoong hummed against the back of Micky’s neck when Micky reached back to slip a hand in Jaejoong’s boxers and wrap it around his cock. He rolled his hips into that hand as it stroked him loosely. He sighed in annoyance when the hand disappeared, and grunted when he suddenly found himself on his back with Micky kneeling over his thighs.
“Don’t you work today?” he teased as he reached down tug the boxers down and to wrap his hand around Jaejoong’s skin again.
“Hnnnn, no,” Jaejoong replied as he watched Micky through half lidded eyes. Now this was a nice way to wake up.
“So it’s going to be one of those days, eh?” Micky asked as he leaned closer to steal a kiss. Jaejoong gave in as he thought about it. ‘Those days’ meant the days where he and Micky would laze around the apartment half dressed—most of the time undressed—just being together. Those kinds of days were few and far between, and Jaejoong hadn’t had a boyfriend for months, so he figured he deserved a day of fun. Micky had been unattached for a while as well. And while they weren’t exclusive to one another, they had an agreement—friends with benefits unless otherwise taken.
Micky’s hand had disappeared during the kiss and Jaejoong realized just what he’d been up to when he felt a slick finger slide into him when their lips parted. Hm, his boxers were missing too, but that seemed to be a plus. He kissed his way down Micky’s neck to nibble on his collar bones as he let his roommate do all the work.
“You’re not making this easy,” Micky managed before he grunted when Jaejoong’s teeth teased over a nipple.
Jaejoong didn’t bother answering when he felt Micky’s fingers leave him only to replaced with the young man’s cock. He sighed against Micky’s cheek and wrapped his legs around the slim body above his.
Micky cursed. “How do you always top from the bottom?”
“Hnnn, from the bottom?”
“You always get me to do exactly what you want and end up on the bottom, you little shit,” Micky rolled his hips as a soft moan bubbled up past Jaejoong’s lips.
Jaejoong didn’t have a witty reply to that, it died in his throat with the next moan because Micky knew every little move to make to get Jaejoong to writhe against him from lots of practice. He did however manage to whisper a few dirty things in Micky’s ear. He loved the way the young man’s body shivered against him when he lightly bit his earlobe.
It didn’t take them long—Micky usually set a quick pace. Jaejoong’s fingers curled in Micky’s hair, which was a bit longer than his own—enough to get a good grip on. He made sure not to tug on it when he climaxed, moaning deeply in Micky’s ear. When he came back to himself, Micky was panting softly against his chest and didn’t look like he wanted to move any time soon. Jaejoong smirked to himself and lay content, happy with how his morning was shaping up.
After a while, he finally spoke. “Top from the bottom?” he asked softly as he ran a hand through his roommate’s hair. “Is that possible?”
“You make the impossible possible,” Micky muttered to make him laugh.
“Maybe,” Jaejoong breathed as he felt Micky pull out of him and slip off of the bed to clean himself up. “So, will it be one of those days?” he asked as he leaned down to snatch a tissue from the box on the floor and clean himself off.
Micky snorted and pulled his underwear back on. “If you’re cooking.”
Jaejoong shrugged and glanced up. “Ah,” he grunted as his eyes caught on the camera sitting on his bedside table. “I forgot to load the pictures onto my laptop.”
“Filming us in bed again?” Micky grinned sleazily and the artist rolled his eyes.
Jaejoong pulled his boxers back on and moved to his laptop to turn it on and slide the SD card into the slot as he organized. “Geez, I should have cleaned a bit before we went hiking,” he grumbled as he threw an empty bag of chips and some candy wrappers away. He stacked his books properly before opening folders on his laptop.
Micky shrugged and leaned on Jaejoong’s shoulders to watch as the pictures copied from his memory card to the laptop’s hard drive. “Just how many pictures did you take?” he asked as Jaejoong slid out from under him and he took the chair.
“I dunno, I just delete the ones that don’t look good,” Jaejoong shrugged as he slipped out the door and into the bathroom across the hall. “It’s fun picking which ones look the best,” he called as he pulled his toothbrush out. He really should have done this before kissing Micky, but some evils were necessary.
“Can I look at them?” Micky called.
“Go ahead!” Jaejoong answered before he began to brush his teeth. When he was washing his mouth out, he could hear Micky speaking, but he couldn’t hear the words, so he told his roommate to wait as he gargled and then, content with his mouth being clean, he returned to the room. “What did you say?”
Micky glanced up at him before he scrolled back a few pictures. “There’s someone in this picture,” he said as he pointed at the screen.
Jaejoong frowned and stole the chair back as he then stared at the screen in disbelief. Just as Micky said, there was a person in the picture. “Weird. I don’t remember taking that…” he muttered as he scrolled through the pictures and before and after the one in question. It was in the middle of a long line of pictures where he’d reset the camera to take consecutive pictures as he held the shutter button down and moved the camera. The most bewildering thing about the photograph was how composed and in focus it was.
It was a vertical portrait shot of the trees, but in the middle of the bottom third of the photograph was the torso of a young man. He was looking up at the trees with a fascinated look on his face. This, in and of itself, wasn’t surprising. There were millions of things in the forest you could stare at for hours and never come away unhappy with the way the earth lived and breathed around you. But that wasn’t the shocking thing.
“This picture shouldn’t be in focus,” Jaejoong murmured as he stared hard at it.
“I figured as much,” Micky said as he kneeled next to the chair and leaned in to look closer. “Any idea why it is in focus?”
Jaejoong shook his head as he just gaped. The leaves and such near the edges of the picture were blurred from the way the camera somehow focused on the individual in the frame. Jaejoong didn’t know how or why the camera had focused on the young man in the photograph, but he was glad it had. This was one of the most interesting and fascinating pictures he’d ever taken.
The young man in the picture looked to be Asian like himself, and Jaejoong suspected him to be
Korean, but he couldn’t really tell from the angle. It was probably stupid to think so, but he hoped he and Micky weren’t the only young Koreans who liked to go hiking. Call it wishful thinking. The young man had shorter dark brown hair that was spiked up, and wore an expression of amazement and wonder as he gazed up toward the sky. He was flanked and backed by the green of trees and leaves, making him stand out all the more—the only human experiencing the wilderness. Jaejoong found himself falling in love with the photograph. He wondered if he could ever bump into the young man and give him a copy.
“Is he a ghost?”
Jaejoong gave Micky the most disparaging look he could manage and turned back to his screen. “Do you get the feeling that this guy is familiar?” Jaejoong asked quietly as he squinted at the image.
“I dunno. How far can you zoom in on this?” Micky asked as Jaejoong clicked on an icon. “Whoa!” He jerked back in surprise as the program zoomed in to make the young man’s face take up the height of the screen. “Definitely not a ghost. Damn, you take photographs at a high resolution.”
Jaejoong laughed. “If I need to print them large for a gallery, they need to be large enough to transfer well.”
“No wonder you spent so much damn money on that thing.” Micky shook his head as he sat back on his heels. “He does look sort of familiar, like I’ve passed him on the campus or something. But he could be any number of kids I pass on the way to my classes.”
“And you’re never awake enough to notice.” Jaejoong slumped back in his chair as Micky confirmed the assumption. Damn, he was never going to find this guy. He could be a tourist for all they knew. Then again, there was the random off chance that he might actually go to school with them.
“Why do you care?” he asked.
Jaejoong shrugged. “What if the guy doesn’t want me to be using a picture of him? He has the right to tell me to take it down if it’s in the gallery and he doesn’t want it to be there.”
“I guess you have a point. In the meantime, I think it’s probably one of the best photographs you’ve ever taken,” Micky said with a grin.
Jaejoong laughed. “Thanks, but I think we’ll have to blame the camera for this one.”
“It was your idea to put the camera on that mode, so you get the credit.” Micky reached up to squeeze his shoulder and Jaejoong felt a rush of pride. “You should enter it in one of the galleries this fall. You’re always winning something for your other art. Surprise them with a photograph instead of a drawing.”
Jaejoong smirked. “It would throw them for a loop, wouldn’t it?”
“Imagine the look on Mrs. Olson’s face when she sees this. She might actually be impressed for once,” Micky suggested.
It wasn’t true about her never being impressed. She often liked Jaejoong’s compositions and offered advice to him on what he should do next time. But half of his classmates just didn’t care and made him look good by comparison. He wanted to blow them all away and this might just do it.
“This won’t work for the landscape assignment, but she’ll definitely like it for the candid one.” Jaejoong tapped his chin. He’d just have to pretend he took this picture in the week that assignment went out. Would she buy it when the leaves turned color so soon?
Jaejoong shrugged and slipped off of the chair. “What do you want for breakfast?”
Micky rattled off a number of dishes as he wandered out of the room and Jaejoong situated himself on the floor to begin his morning exercise routine. Once he was finished, he could hear Micky complaining about his empty stomach and got up with a laugh to yell he was coming. At the doorway, Jaejoong cast a glance back at the picture on his screen. He hesitated, not knowing why, before he followed Micky’s voice out to the kitchen.
Breakfa—er, lunch was cooked and they were cleaning up before Micky started groping him again, so Jae dragged Micky into the shower before they could make a mess. After wasting water, they curled up on the couch to watch a movie, during which Jaejoong fell asleep against Micky’s shoulder. Micky shook him awake and suggested they do their homework before the Monday that was looming would be upon them.
It wasn’t a bad Sunday at all, Jaejoong had to admit as he made himself a small dinner. He took it into his room to eat as he finished up the rest of his homework. He bumped the mouse hooked up to his laptop and the screen turned on to show the photograph he’d taken again. He blinked in surprise to see that the picture was still open and closed his textbook. He looked it over again as he bit his lip, his chest feeling tight.
Jaejoong sat back with a blink. No. He was not going to crush over someone who didn’t exist—who didn’t know he existed.
He wasn’t.
Was he?
~***~
oh hoho, didn't see that coming did you? 8D *skips away*
comments are ♥
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Author: LotusBeauty
Type: Multi-chapter
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Pairings: JaeSu (among others), bff!JaeChun
Genre: AU-college!fic, comedy, drama, fluff etc
Summary: Jaejoong always loved art, that much was obvious. But his usual forte is pencil drawing. When he finds out he has to take photography for digital arts to graduate for his major, he takes on the challenge with an open mind. On a hike, he catches someone in his camera lens he never anticipated. Then he keeps seeing the guy everywhere. When that certain someone comes to a gallery he participates in, Jaejoong never expects him to agree to the hasty proposition he jokingly offers.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never were, but a girl can dream through fiction.
~*~
1 | 2: in which Jaejoong falls
Hm, that’s odd, Jaejoong thought. He knew he’d gone to bed alone the night before, yet for some reason, he was snuggled up against something warm. Jaejoong peeked an eye open to see a familiar back and decided it would be proper that he get some compensation for the warmth he’d been sharing without even knowing. He wrapped an arm around the waist in front of him and nuzzled the back of his counterpart’s neck. The young man sighed and shifted in his arms.
“And a good morning to you,” Micky mumbled, his voice heavy with sleep. “Ah, I see you’re wide awake,” he said with a chuckle when Jaejoong decided to roll his hips against Micky to specify just what type of compensation he wanted.
“What gave me away?” Jaejoong asked as he nuzzled Micky’s shoulder and rolled his hips again.
“Your morning wood is a pretty damn good indicator.”
He had a point.
Jaejoong hummed against the back of Micky’s neck when Micky reached back to slip a hand in Jaejoong’s boxers and wrap it around his cock. He rolled his hips into that hand as it stroked him loosely. He sighed in annoyance when the hand disappeared, and grunted when he suddenly found himself on his back with Micky kneeling over his thighs.
“Don’t you work today?” he teased as he reached down tug the boxers down and to wrap his hand around Jaejoong’s skin again.
“Hnnnn, no,” Jaejoong replied as he watched Micky through half lidded eyes. Now this was a nice way to wake up.
“So it’s going to be one of those days, eh?” Micky asked as he leaned closer to steal a kiss. Jaejoong gave in as he thought about it. ‘Those days’ meant the days where he and Micky would laze around the apartment half dressed—most of the time undressed—just being together. Those kinds of days were few and far between, and Jaejoong hadn’t had a boyfriend for months, so he figured he deserved a day of fun. Micky had been unattached for a while as well. And while they weren’t exclusive to one another, they had an agreement—friends with benefits unless otherwise taken.
Micky’s hand had disappeared during the kiss and Jaejoong realized just what he’d been up to when he felt a slick finger slide into him when their lips parted. Hm, his boxers were missing too, but that seemed to be a plus. He kissed his way down Micky’s neck to nibble on his collar bones as he let his roommate do all the work.
“You’re not making this easy,” Micky managed before he grunted when Jaejoong’s teeth teased over a nipple.
Jaejoong didn’t bother answering when he felt Micky’s fingers leave him only to replaced with the young man’s cock. He sighed against Micky’s cheek and wrapped his legs around the slim body above his.
Micky cursed. “How do you always top from the bottom?”
“Hnnn, from the bottom?”
“You always get me to do exactly what you want and end up on the bottom, you little shit,” Micky rolled his hips as a soft moan bubbled up past Jaejoong’s lips.
Jaejoong didn’t have a witty reply to that, it died in his throat with the next moan because Micky knew every little move to make to get Jaejoong to writhe against him from lots of practice. He did however manage to whisper a few dirty things in Micky’s ear. He loved the way the young man’s body shivered against him when he lightly bit his earlobe.
It didn’t take them long—Micky usually set a quick pace. Jaejoong’s fingers curled in Micky’s hair, which was a bit longer than his own—enough to get a good grip on. He made sure not to tug on it when he climaxed, moaning deeply in Micky’s ear. When he came back to himself, Micky was panting softly against his chest and didn’t look like he wanted to move any time soon. Jaejoong smirked to himself and lay content, happy with how his morning was shaping up.
After a while, he finally spoke. “Top from the bottom?” he asked softly as he ran a hand through his roommate’s hair. “Is that possible?”
“You make the impossible possible,” Micky muttered to make him laugh.
“Maybe,” Jaejoong breathed as he felt Micky pull out of him and slip off of the bed to clean himself up. “So, will it be one of those days?” he asked as he leaned down to snatch a tissue from the box on the floor and clean himself off.
Micky snorted and pulled his underwear back on. “If you’re cooking.”
Jaejoong shrugged and glanced up. “Ah,” he grunted as his eyes caught on the camera sitting on his bedside table. “I forgot to load the pictures onto my laptop.”
“Filming us in bed again?” Micky grinned sleazily and the artist rolled his eyes.
Jaejoong pulled his boxers back on and moved to his laptop to turn it on and slide the SD card into the slot as he organized. “Geez, I should have cleaned a bit before we went hiking,” he grumbled as he threw an empty bag of chips and some candy wrappers away. He stacked his books properly before opening folders on his laptop.
Micky shrugged and leaned on Jaejoong’s shoulders to watch as the pictures copied from his memory card to the laptop’s hard drive. “Just how many pictures did you take?” he asked as Jaejoong slid out from under him and he took the chair.
“I dunno, I just delete the ones that don’t look good,” Jaejoong shrugged as he slipped out the door and into the bathroom across the hall. “It’s fun picking which ones look the best,” he called as he pulled his toothbrush out. He really should have done this before kissing Micky, but some evils were necessary.
“Can I look at them?” Micky called.
“Go ahead!” Jaejoong answered before he began to brush his teeth. When he was washing his mouth out, he could hear Micky speaking, but he couldn’t hear the words, so he told his roommate to wait as he gargled and then, content with his mouth being clean, he returned to the room. “What did you say?”
Micky glanced up at him before he scrolled back a few pictures. “There’s someone in this picture,” he said as he pointed at the screen.
Jaejoong frowned and stole the chair back as he then stared at the screen in disbelief. Just as Micky said, there was a person in the picture. “Weird. I don’t remember taking that…” he muttered as he scrolled through the pictures and before and after the one in question. It was in the middle of a long line of pictures where he’d reset the camera to take consecutive pictures as he held the shutter button down and moved the camera. The most bewildering thing about the photograph was how composed and in focus it was.
It was a vertical portrait shot of the trees, but in the middle of the bottom third of the photograph was the torso of a young man. He was looking up at the trees with a fascinated look on his face. This, in and of itself, wasn’t surprising. There were millions of things in the forest you could stare at for hours and never come away unhappy with the way the earth lived and breathed around you. But that wasn’t the shocking thing.
“This picture shouldn’t be in focus,” Jaejoong murmured as he stared hard at it.
“I figured as much,” Micky said as he kneeled next to the chair and leaned in to look closer. “Any idea why it is in focus?”
Jaejoong shook his head as he just gaped. The leaves and such near the edges of the picture were blurred from the way the camera somehow focused on the individual in the frame. Jaejoong didn’t know how or why the camera had focused on the young man in the photograph, but he was glad it had. This was one of the most interesting and fascinating pictures he’d ever taken.
The young man in the picture looked to be Asian like himself, and Jaejoong suspected him to be
Korean, but he couldn’t really tell from the angle. It was probably stupid to think so, but he hoped he and Micky weren’t the only young Koreans who liked to go hiking. Call it wishful thinking. The young man had shorter dark brown hair that was spiked up, and wore an expression of amazement and wonder as he gazed up toward the sky. He was flanked and backed by the green of trees and leaves, making him stand out all the more—the only human experiencing the wilderness. Jaejoong found himself falling in love with the photograph. He wondered if he could ever bump into the young man and give him a copy.
“Is he a ghost?”
Jaejoong gave Micky the most disparaging look he could manage and turned back to his screen. “Do you get the feeling that this guy is familiar?” Jaejoong asked quietly as he squinted at the image.
“I dunno. How far can you zoom in on this?” Micky asked as Jaejoong clicked on an icon. “Whoa!” He jerked back in surprise as the program zoomed in to make the young man’s face take up the height of the screen. “Definitely not a ghost. Damn, you take photographs at a high resolution.”
Jaejoong laughed. “If I need to print them large for a gallery, they need to be large enough to transfer well.”
“No wonder you spent so much damn money on that thing.” Micky shook his head as he sat back on his heels. “He does look sort of familiar, like I’ve passed him on the campus or something. But he could be any number of kids I pass on the way to my classes.”
“And you’re never awake enough to notice.” Jaejoong slumped back in his chair as Micky confirmed the assumption. Damn, he was never going to find this guy. He could be a tourist for all they knew. Then again, there was the random off chance that he might actually go to school with them.
“Why do you care?” he asked.
Jaejoong shrugged. “What if the guy doesn’t want me to be using a picture of him? He has the right to tell me to take it down if it’s in the gallery and he doesn’t want it to be there.”
“I guess you have a point. In the meantime, I think it’s probably one of the best photographs you’ve ever taken,” Micky said with a grin.
Jaejoong laughed. “Thanks, but I think we’ll have to blame the camera for this one.”
“It was your idea to put the camera on that mode, so you get the credit.” Micky reached up to squeeze his shoulder and Jaejoong felt a rush of pride. “You should enter it in one of the galleries this fall. You’re always winning something for your other art. Surprise them with a photograph instead of a drawing.”
Jaejoong smirked. “It would throw them for a loop, wouldn’t it?”
“Imagine the look on Mrs. Olson’s face when she sees this. She might actually be impressed for once,” Micky suggested.
It wasn’t true about her never being impressed. She often liked Jaejoong’s compositions and offered advice to him on what he should do next time. But half of his classmates just didn’t care and made him look good by comparison. He wanted to blow them all away and this might just do it.
“This won’t work for the landscape assignment, but she’ll definitely like it for the candid one.” Jaejoong tapped his chin. He’d just have to pretend he took this picture in the week that assignment went out. Would she buy it when the leaves turned color so soon?
Jaejoong shrugged and slipped off of the chair. “What do you want for breakfast?”
Micky rattled off a number of dishes as he wandered out of the room and Jaejoong situated himself on the floor to begin his morning exercise routine. Once he was finished, he could hear Micky complaining about his empty stomach and got up with a laugh to yell he was coming. At the doorway, Jaejoong cast a glance back at the picture on his screen. He hesitated, not knowing why, before he followed Micky’s voice out to the kitchen.
Breakfa—er, lunch was cooked and they were cleaning up before Micky started groping him again, so Jae dragged Micky into the shower before they could make a mess. After wasting water, they curled up on the couch to watch a movie, during which Jaejoong fell asleep against Micky’s shoulder. Micky shook him awake and suggested they do their homework before the Monday that was looming would be upon them.
It wasn’t a bad Sunday at all, Jaejoong had to admit as he made himself a small dinner. He took it into his room to eat as he finished up the rest of his homework. He bumped the mouse hooked up to his laptop and the screen turned on to show the photograph he’d taken again. He blinked in surprise to see that the picture was still open and closed his textbook. He looked it over again as he bit his lip, his chest feeling tight.
Jaejoong sat back with a blink. No. He was not going to crush over someone who didn’t exist—who didn’t know he existed.
He wasn’t.
Was he?
~***~
oh hoho, didn't see that coming did you? 8D *skips away*
comments are ♥
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Date: 2009-11-07 03:15 am (UTC):DD
Jaechun=me in a puddle on the floor...XD
This is really cool~!!! I really, REALLY like it~!!!!
can't wait for more~!
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Date: 2009-11-08 06:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-08 05:48 pm (UTC)XDDD
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Date: 2009-11-07 04:16 am (UTC)it was hot and interesting, I kind of got goosebumps when the guy showed up in the picture- I'm not good with ghost-ish stuff ahah
anyway, update soon! <3
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Date: 2009-11-08 06:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-07 10:45 am (UTC)be waiting for more ^^
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Date: 2009-11-08 06:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-07 05:39 pm (UTC)really refreshing fic
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Date: 2009-11-08 06:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-08 05:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-08 06:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-08 02:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-10 03:57 pm (UTC)Loving this, of course, you ho :\ and totally loving the bff!sex lawwwwl. Sigh. I'm so deprived. Nice buildup and intro to Junsu~ Are you going to show the perspective from Junsu's side?
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Date: 2009-11-10 10:23 pm (UTC)whee for replying backwards 8D
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Date: 2009-11-11 02:50 pm (UTC)*go on to the next chappy~
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Date: 2010-12-26 09:02 pm (UTC)“Your morning wood is a pretty damn good indicator.”
^ GOD I LOVE THESE TWO~ love the quick, witty replies each of them returns to the other oh-so-filled-with-love ;}
He wasn’t.
Was he?
^ OH YES HE WAS ;DDD
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Date: 2010-12-27 01:54 am (UTC)