hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 1:47:23 GMT -5
"The flu?" Rich repeated his words frowning. Leave it to him to jump to the worst possible thing. He shook his head, kissing his boyfriends forehead. "I told you, you should have come with me to get the flu shots." Rich let him lean into him, already moving his hands to wrap around his waist when Monroe did it for him. He let his body relax and lean against the wall. "Yeah I think it has." He glanced over at the clock on the wall, frowning. He had to be at work in an hour and a half. And it took him at least fourty minutes to get to work. "I could call out today.. " He leaned the side of his head aginst his boyfriends, pulling him closer. "You're sick.. I should stay with you.. Take care of you. Make you soup." He teased, smiling some as he let his thumb rub the back of Monroe's hand. "We could lay in bed, I could make you fall asleep.." He turned his head a little to whisper in his boyfriends ear. "I have a few ideas to make you tired." He pressed his lips right below his ear. He knew he'd have to get up sooner or later to get a rushed shower. But he wanted to know if Monroe wanted him to stay. He was sure the store could last for the day with out him. His boyfriend was sick. He wanted to be here for him.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 26, 2011 1:58:24 GMT -5
"The flu!" Monroe repeated a little bit to emphathetically. He gave a weak smile then let out along line of breath. He listened to the soothing sound of Rich's voice, flinching a littl ebit at his last words. Before this morning, he would have jumped on the idea of sick sex. Right now, sex was literally the last thing he wanted. He didn't want anything to do with the dirty deed. He just wanted to curl up in bed with Rich, fully clothes so not to catch anything and... well, die.
"You need to go to work, we need the money. I can take care of myself, I'm a big boy," Monroe smiled, snuggling up against Rich a little more, It amazed him that after all the time they had been together, sometimes it was easiest to cuddle up with him on the floor against the wall. Honestly, in this man's arms he could get comfortable anywhere. Even on a bed of rusty nails. Not that they'd do much to him now.
Besides, he needed more information on his condition. He couldn't very well google HIV while Rich was around, he would get suspicious. It wasn't a good idea at all.
"I'll miss you like crazy, but I think you need to go in... you can call me on every break if it makes you feel any better. When we grow old and graduate college, we'll get those fancy phones with webcams built on them so we can have face to face conversations," he said wonderly. If I ever grow old he thought pessimistically.
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 2:06:26 GMT -5
A sigh left his lips. He frowned a little. "Yeah. I guess you're right.. we do need the money." He ran his fingers through his hair. "Well I need to go take a shower." He shifted some, pulling Monroe up with him carefully, wrapping one of his arms around the boys waist. Holding him close and protectively as he walked with him slowly back to the bed. He pushed him lightly down onto the bed so he was sitting on the corner of it with Rich between his legs some, holding his face to look up at him. "You have to promise me you'll sleep though Monroe." He looked serious. "I'll be gone about ten hours. You need to get at least five hours of sleep okay." he pushed the hair back away from his face, so he could see his eyes. "Promise me."
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Post by Jayy on Jul 26, 2011 2:17:46 GMT -5
Monroe sighed when Rich said that they needed the money. He hated feeling helpless in the world. his parents would have gladly given them money to help out, if they hadn't disowned him for being gay. He didn't know they had disowned him, of course, until he got a letter in the mail from is father.
Monroe Von, You are legally out of our will. Hope it's worth it. -Dad
It's not like Monroe and RIch bought a bunch of things they didn't need. Sure, they didn't use the coffee pot but it had beena house warming present from one of his friends from before he moved to New York. And Sure, he had once or twice got the name brand toilet paper, but they were guys! They didn't need a lot. Money was always tight around their little apartment, even with both of them working and both of them rarely being home because of school, every utility bill was to high. Even rent seemed like a never ending fight.
Monroe looked up through graceful eyes at Rich. "I promise you I'll sleep," he said holding up both hands to prove he wasn't crossing his fingers. "Only if you promise to come home and cuddle with me, okay?" he said with a hopeful smile, putting his hands gently over Rich's.
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 2:23:09 GMT -5
"Of course babe. It's a date." He smiled and leaned down. Giving him a soft kiss. "Go ahead and get some rest. I'll be out of the shower in like..." He glanced at his cell phone time, frowning. He was really going to be cutting it close. "Five minutes." He let go of Monroe, grabbing a set of fresh jeans and the white polo shirt he was supposed to wear to work. "Five minutes, and when I come back out you better be laying in that bed." He said pulling his shirt off as he stepped into the bathroom. Five minutes later he emerged. Clean shaven, and hair done nicely, pushed back so it would stay out of his face as he worked. He had a tooth brush in his mouth as he peeked out to see if Monroe had followed directions or not.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 26, 2011 2:29:34 GMT -5
As Rich diassappeared into the bathroom, Monroe pulled the big fluffy white comforter over his body as he drug himself up and flopped onto Rich's pillow. There was something extremely calming about Rich's pillow when Rich was not actually around. it could be the smell, or the fact that it was Rich's. He snuggled his face into the fluff of the pillow, pulling the blankets up to his shoulders. now, he lay in the covers only wearing plaid pajama pants, with no underwear underneath them. SOmething he had been wearing all morning.
He knew after his long night, he needed a shower too. But he really had fallen asleep on the couch when he was taking his shoes off. he couldn't remember the last time him and Rich actually shared the same bed for there schedules were so different. It was almost like living entirely alone most of the time.
He turned in the bed so he was facing the bathroom and watched the door as he listened to the shower. When he heard the door jiggle to open, he shut his eyes very quickly to pretend like he was sleeping, but after many moments he couldn't help but let a smile grow on his face. He was a horrible faker, at everything really. And boy, could he fake it
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 2:39:55 GMT -5
Rich rolled his eyes as he stepped back into the bathroom to finish brushing his teeth. As he stepped back into the bed room he threw his shirt at Monroe. "You're a horrible faker." He set down on the end of the bed, pulling his shoes on. A few seconds later he stood up, moving to put on his watch, flattening the shirt against his stomach, tucking the ends of it in. "I'm leaving now.. You promised you'd sleep." He bent down, holding onto Monroe's face so he could stare him in the eye. He smiled some and kissed him. Trying not to linger but he couldn't help it. He felt like it had been forever since he could really kiss him. Just as he ran his tongue along the boys bottom lip he groaned as his cell phone started buzzing in his back pocket. That would no doubt be his ride. He sighed, pulling away, his eyes closed and forehead against Monroe's. "Please sleep." He pressed his lips against his once more, lingering just a little longer again. "Feel better, I love you." He hugged him before rushing out the door and down the stairs as fast as he could.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 26, 2011 2:45:35 GMT -5
Just before Rich could elave, Monroe sat up quickly and cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted after him "Did I ever tell you, you look like a dork in your work uniform!" he paused a moment longer, and just after the door clicked shut and was locked, he yelled as loud as he could
"I love you babe!" he smiled to himself, laying back in the bed and cuddling under the large comforters, staring up at the ceiling, musing at the whiteness mixed with water stains. His eyes felt heavy, with confusion and interest as he let them finally fall shut.
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 2:51:16 GMT -5
Eleven hours later it was completely dark out. Rich sighed as he pulled out his keys to unlock his and Monroe's front door. He went in quietly, not wanting to wake his boyfriend if her were sleeping. He tossed his keys on the counter top. Pulling his shirt off, and running his hands through his hair. It had been a rough day for him. A ten hour shift with no breaks. Meaning no chances of calling to check on Monroe. No chances to eat either. He frowned as he felt his stomach rumble. He quietly walked over to the fridge. "Great." He shook his head. They had almost nothing. He pulled out the left over pancakes. Not even bothering to heat them up. He kicked his shoes off by the door and turned his phone off. No one would be able to contact him. His off day with Monroe started now. Smiling at the thought he started to undo his pants pulling them off as he stepped into their bed room.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 26, 2011 2:57:07 GMT -5
Monroe opened his eyes abruptly as he heard the door open in the front. He let out a small sigh, he must have slept the ten hours straight. Sure enough, as soon as Rich had been out the door, Monroe had dozed off, not waking up once. He got up out of bed quickly and raced to the bathroom, really needing to pee after all the time that had passed. After he had finished, he washed his hands then went back into the bed room to find Rich had just came in.
He smiled at the man and walked back over to the bed, sitting on the edge. "You've been home 10 minutes and you're almost naked," he said with a small wink, pushing his messy bed hair out of his face. He ran his fingers through it, pushing it back in attempt to tame it. It really could not be tamed this late into the procedure.
"I slept. The whole time. Cross my heart," he said with a satisfied look, looking up at Rich from where he sat on the bed. "Tough day?"
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hiitskelly
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we got inches away and I never even got close
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 3:13:01 GMT -5
Rich smiled as he saw Monroe walk out of the bathroom, moving his fingers through his hair as well in an attempt to push it back and tame it. "I believe you." He nodded looking up at him before falling back onto the bed, groaning as he rubbed his face. "It was terrible, this old lady started yelling at me." he looked over at his boy friend, "Telling me that I was going to hell for being a faggot." He shook his head, "How she knew was beyond me." He moved his hand to Monroe's chest, letting his index finger draw lines and random shapes. "It took everything in me to not tell the old bat that I enjoy fucking my boyfriend senseless, just to see the look on her face." His fingers were slowly moving their way to the waist band of Monroe's pants. It was obvious what Rich had on his mind. He didn't really intend to hide it. And it had been so long since he had been close to Monroe like this. And he had an off day, he didn't have to go straight to bed. He looked at Monroe's face, biting his lower lip. "Are you feeling any better?" He asked, letting his fingers move slowly over his hip bones.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 26, 2011 3:20:22 GMT -5
"Seriously, how did she know!" Monroe giggled with a smile, heleant in and kissed the edge of Rich's nose with a opleasant smile, listening to his boyfriend talk about his day. As Rich started to move down with his hand, Monroe got nervous. When he started playing with his hips and pants, Monroe needed an excuse. He shoved Rich's hand away while he got up from the bed abruptly, taking a few steps forward, then a few steps back, trying to figure out a good lie to construct on the topic.
"Ohh... ohhh... actually, I'm not feeling to hot, really. I'm going to go get some water, WOW my stomach hurts!" he constructed as he left the room, leaving Rich in his path. He hated blowing off Rich like this, going into the kitchen. He pulled a glass out of the cupboard and then opened the freezer, pulling out the ice cube tray. He cracked it on his knee, extracting three ice cubes from it. He then put the tray back into the freezer, putting the ice in the freezer and filling his glass up with tap water.
He leant his back against the counter, taking a long sip from his water then setting it down on the counter, crossing his arms over his chest and staring at the pictures of him and Rich on the refridgerator. After many moments of studying all the pictures, he realized something.
Rich was all he had.
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hiitskelly
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 3:28:05 GMT -5
Rich couldn't help feel hurt as Monroe shoved his hand away. He watched as he walked out of the room. He didn't move. He couldn't think right. It was okay to be all cute and lovey with him, but the second he wanted something more physical... He shook his head. "He doesn't feel well.. you're being selfish." He mumbled to himself. He laid back for a few minutes, trying to calm himself. Five minutes later he stepped into the kitchen, watching Monroe stare at the pictures on the fridge. He had to control his voice some, the hurt feeling of being rejected still stinging. "Feeling better?" He asked, not moving in to the kitchen, rather leaning aginst the wall with his arms crossed tight over his chest. He knew he shouldn't be holding it against Monroe. He was sick with the flu. Rich looked away. "I think I'm going to go to bed.." He moved to step into the kitchen, but stopped. "I'll leave you alone.." He retreated back to the bed room, laying ontop of the blankets. The bed was still warm from where he had been sleeping all day. He sighed. Shaking his head some as he turned to face the wall, pushing his pillow under his head more. Trying to get comfortable. It just wasn't easy when he wasn't in bed with him.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 26, 2011 3:34:19 GMT -5
Monroe could feel the sting of tears in the corners of his eyes when he ehard the hurt in Rich's voice. He couldn't bare to look at him, let alone say anything. He let out a sigh and wipre his eyes, for just about the hundredth time that day, with the back of his arm. He sniffed softly at Rich retracted back into their room. Monroe wanted to get intimate with his boyfriend, he really did. It was something he looked forward to when he hadn't seen him in a long time. It was one of the only sparks of passion that kept them alive.
But how could he tell Rich to wear a codnom? It's not like he could use the pregnancy excuse. He had nothing left. He couldn't fake sick forever. Even if he did really have thf lu, he would've given Rich what he wanted. It wasn't fair that he ahd to work a ten hour shift and Monroe slept alld ay, then Rich comes home and doesn't ask for anything but to make love? He shook his head at his selfishness and turned back toward the counter, picking up his glass of water and chugged the rest.
He walked back into the bedroom and leant against the doorway for a moment looking in at Rich. He didn't say anything, watching the restless boy, then walked over to his side of the bed and laid on top of the blankets in suit with Rich.
"I'm sorry... I feel bad..." he said in a soft voice.
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hiitskelly
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 26, 2011 3:44:31 GMT -5
Rich could feel Monroe crawl into bed. He just kept staring at the wall. He didn't even move when he heard Monroe apologize. He was upset with himself now. He sighed, turning to face his boyfriend. "Don't worry about it." He mumbled, moving his head the few inches between them. Setting his hand on Monroe's cheek. Letting his thumb brush against the soft skin. "I should feel bad.. I know you're sick. And I still want sex." He shook his head, frowning at himself. "I'm sorry. We don't have to do anything but lay here, I promise. I've just missed having you around.. I'm always gone, and then when I am here you're always gone. I hate it." He stared into his eyes as he spoke. Tracing the way his lips moved with his thumb. "I just miss us being close. I miss feeling you against me, kissing you. Hugging you." He shook his head. "I hate it so much Monroe."
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