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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 1:14:24 GMT -5
Monroe smiled and leant back into Rich, but not to much in fear that he would knock the man over he let out an exasperated sigh, happy in the moment. He was sure it was just Rich in his drunken state, for he had been around a drunk Rich before. They had gone to college parties and gotten pretty plastered, he had just never seen him this bad. He ignored Rich moving the pants, and just played it off as he turned around to face Rich, kissing his cheek gently. "If you get in bed and lay down, I'll come in as well," he offered with a slight smile. He himself had trouble sleeping without the boy most of the time, except for the fact that he had a 10 hour nap. Besides the nap though, he found himself feeling incredibly tired. He still wanted a drink, but could forget about that for now. If Rich wasn't mad at him for the moment, he would soak up the loving like a sponge.
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 27, 2011 1:24:46 GMT -5
Rich nodded, instantly regretting it as he now felt like he was floating off. Dizzy, he crawled back into the bed, pulling the covers up over his legs. He slurred the boys name, pulling the covers from beside him, patting the empty space against him. "Come on baby." He reached out for Monroe's arm, a drunken smirk on his lips. Once Monroe was laying next to him, Rich, wrapped his arms around the boys waist, kissing his shoulder. "I'm sorry I scared you." He mumbled against his skin, planting a few more kisses up to his neck. "You know I didn't mean it." He slurred reaching his ear. He moved his hand over his lower stomach. He laid his head down on the pillow next to Monroe's head. Drawing shapes onto Monroe's lower stomach much like he had with the bathroom door. "I miss you being close."
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 1:38:23 GMT -5
"You did scare me Rich," Monroe admitted softly, almost a whisper yet again in the stain of silence. It was ery calming, feeling Rich drawing small figures on his lower stomach, causing Monroe's whole body to relax for the first time since he had recieved the letters that morning. Even in his nap, he had been tense for fear of how to tell Rich everything. He lay there in the silence for a few moments, closing his eyes and enjoying his closeness with the man. "I know you didn't... please don't do it again though, it upsets me," Monroe retorted as though he were talking to a small child. He didn't have much experience with drunks as he did with small children. He figured they were one in the same, accepting the same attitude.
"I miss being close to you, darling," Monroe chirped in a soft dreamy sing-song voice, he leant his head up slightly so he could look at Rich's handsome face, biting down on his lip. he could see the red mark still from where he had slapped him, feeling bad now for it looked pretty bad. He looked away afterwards, staring at Rich's chest, the rhythym of his gentle breathing.
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 27, 2011 1:42:26 GMT -5
Rich's eyes had closed, and his finger drawing shapes had slowed. Stopping to the point where he just had his hand laying on the males stomach."I'm sorry." He mumbled, holding onto the boy. A strong feeling of sleep felt like it was smothering him. He was really relaxed. He didn't know if it was the alcohol, or Monroe. But he had forgotten all about the fight. All about the cheating. At least for now. He cuddled closer to the boy. Finally his breathing slowed, forming in shallow even breaths. He was asleep finally. He had no idea what was in store for him in the morning when he woke up.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 1:51:45 GMT -5
"I'm sorry..." Monroe qhispered, but once the words slid from his mouth, he noticed a steadyness of Rich's breathing pattern. He was asleep. And whether it be for better or for worse, he didn't care. Monroe's eyes felt heavy, and slowly in the comfort and embrace of Rich's arms, he fell back asleep for the second time that day.
The sun shined through the cracks in the blinds splashing light onto the bed. Taxi horns and mild yelling from the average New York street could be heard outside. Monroe tensed up, then stretched out, slowly opening his eyes to the new morning, looking at his still sleeping boyfriend. he leant in quietly and pecked the man softly on the tip of his nose, staying still and staring up at the ceiling.
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 27, 2011 2:05:36 GMT -5
Rich had somehow in the middle of the night ended up sprawled out over their bed. His legs laying over Monroe's. He groaned as the sun light hit his eyes. He pushed his body against Monroe's. His head was pounding. The honking and shouting he could hear wasn't helping. "I think I'm going to be sick." He groaned, trying to remember last night. He lifted his head slowly, looking down at the comforter. Noticing the blood and the smashed bottle. He frowned. "Did I do that?" He asked laying his pounding head back down. Hiding his face in Monroe's neck. Kissing the skin there. Wanting his boyfriend to protect him from the noise and bright light.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 2:12:36 GMT -5
Monroe curled his arm around Rich's head, running his fingers gently through the boys hair as he nuzzled his face into his neck. monroe tilted his head to the side to give Rich a little more room for his head, inviting in the kisses that Rich placed gently on his neck He listened to the gentle and promising sounds of traffic outside the window in which he had grown accostomed too, while sober at least. He hadn't had to many raging hangovers during the morning rush hour. He thugh, was a hard sleeper.
"Yes, darling," Monroe said in a gentle voice as if not to disturb his boyfriend's hangover. "Do you not remember?" he asked quietly, still steadily stroking the man's hair. He gazed up at the ceiling, feeling serene in their comfortable silence.
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 27, 2011 2:18:19 GMT -5
Shaking his head made Rich feel dizzy, "Not very well." He murmured. "I remember yelling and drinking.. then.." He frowned now it all came flooding back. "I remember you telling me.." He sat up. He wasn't going to blow up like he had last night. He looked down at his boyfriend. "If I said anything to you.. or if I did anything to you." He frowned and put his hand on Monroe's cheek, brushing his thumb along his cheek. "I'm sorry.. I should have just let us sit down and talk about it." He spoke slowly and softly. He closed his eyes and held onto his head. "Maybe we can talk about it after I get something to kill this headache.." He moved to stand up. A huge wave of dizziness caused him to fall back in the bed. He groaned as he held his head in his hands. The movement of standing had rushed all the blood to his head. He felt like it was going to explode. "Maybe I should just stay still."
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 2:26:25 GMT -5
Monroe gently touched Rich's cheek where he had hit him the night before. There was still a spot on his face in which it was slightly more red, and he blushed slightly. "You didn't do anything to me... don't worry about it," he said with a smile. He hopped up out of bed and went into the kitchen, grabbing the bottle of ibuprofen, knocking four into his hand then putting the bottle away. He pulled a glass out of the cupboard and fille it with tap water, walking back in the room. He sat on the edge of the bed, shoving the pills into Rich's hand, holding the water out for him.
"Let's just say it was a long ngiht, and I never even had a drink," he smiled, with a small shrug. "Let's not do it again..." he said with a nervous laugh. he had been waiting forever for this day off, but now his stomach was filled with all things nervous. It could be a really good day or a really bad day.
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 27, 2011 10:27:45 GMT -5
Rich popped the four little pills into his mouth, drinking the entire glass of water in a few gulps. He laid back in their bed. Pulling a pillow over his head to block out the sun. "I don't plan on going through it again." He mumbled from underneath the pillow. For a few minutes he was quiet. Trying to think of what he should say or do in this situation. "I need to get tested.." If was an obvious thing, and he could barely remember Monroe telling him this last night too. He groaned, stretching his body out some. "It's not how I pictured my off day." He slowly sat up. Looking at Monroe. A small smile on his lips, trying to let the other boy know he was trying to lighten the mood a little. He reached out, taking hold of his hand. "It's going to be awhile before I trust you again Monroe.. I want us to move on from this, because I love you.." He sighed, reaching over to the bedside table, opening a drawer. "I was going to do this today..." He bit his lip and pulled out a small black velvet box. Turning it some in his fingers as he bit his lips. "I do love you Monroe.. I know we're going to get through this.. " He set the box down in Monroe's hand. "We'll get through it together."
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 11:12:59 GMT -5
As Rich buried his face into the pillow, Monroe stood up and twisted the blinds so that the sun wouldn't spill through the bedroom. Still, little pices came in but it left them in an almost black hole, just enough to see one an other. "You should go get tested today," he offered. "Results don't come in for like, a week or two..." he mumbled out of pure experience. If Rich was willing to at least try and work things out, then Monroe was going to suck dick trying to suck up. He sat back down next to Rich, listening to him talk.
"I know it will, I'll do anything to earn your trust back.... like look for a real job at a real 7-11," he offered with a slight smile, back to Rich's. He squeezed his hand gently in his, then his body stiffened as Rich went to the bedside table. His eyes faltered slightly at the site of the little black box. In alll honesty, it was everything Monroe had ever wanted. He had wanted to get married, legally married in a state that accepted him. And he wanted to do it to Rich. It was the kind of think he dreamed about, or pretended when reading one of the smut books he kept in the living room under the couch, just so Rich wouldn't find his guilty pleassure.
He turned the box slightly in his shaking fingers, biting down on his bottom lip. He couldn't even think straight. All he knew, was that he had fucked up. He had fucked up bad. How far was Rich going to forgive him? "What does th-this mean?" he croaked out, his voice squeaking softly from trying to maintain his compusure. He cleared his throat, holding the box as steady as he could, looking back up to Rich.
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 27, 2011 12:35:58 GMT -5
Rich shrugged. "It's a promise." he said simply. He watched as Monroe turned the box over in his hands. "I want to be with you Monroe.." He moved so he was on his knees now, his hands resting on Monroe's legs. "This isn't how I was going to do it.. I promise.. I wanted to propose in central park, on one knee." He swallowed. "I want to be with you Monroe.. I want to trust you again." He sighed some, biting his lower lip. He carefully took the box out of his boyfriends hands. "If.. if I am HIV positive then..." He shook his head. He couldn't even imagine it. He didn't think that he'd leave Monroe because of it. But he knew it'd be hard on them. He didn't finish the sentence. Only leaning back in the bed against the wall now. Opening the box, staring down at the simple silver band. He ran his fingers over it. Staying quiet as he looked down at it. He had no idea what to do now.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 12:43:02 GMT -5
Monroe smiled excitedly. He could feel his heart racing at about a thoousdand beats per minute. He let out a long slow sigh, then chewed down on his lip, waiting intently as Rich talked. Then, as Rich sat back, a light in monroe's eyes faltered. He certainly knew it could end like this. He didn't expect anything of the man. Certainly he was in love, but he could have screwed over both of them in the long run. But ultimately, his heart sank to the ends of his toes and his once tight posture slwoly doubled over to that his elbows were on his knees looking at Rich.
"Honestly babe... I don't know what to say. If you are positive... well... God, I don't know. We'll both be positive. I would have permanantly screwed up your fucking life and you would have to die young, just because I fucking suck. I fucking suck bad, I'm a total failure as a son, and even worse as a boyfriend. God, how could I let this happen?" he rambled on softly. He put his hands over his face. No, he wasn't crying, he just needed a moment. In all reality, he wasn't directly talking to Rich. It was as though he were talking to God, even though he didn't believe, he felt like he spen a lot of time confessing to the "big guy in the sky."
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Post by hiitskelly on Jul 27, 2011 12:49:42 GMT -5
Rich didn't say anything as Monroe talked. He was still staring at the ring. He looked up when he heard Monroe stop talking. "I think I'll go to get tested alone.. I just need a little space to think about all this shit.." He moved to get out of bed. His head was no longer pounding. He kissed Monroe's forehead as he crawled out of bed. Moving quietly through the room to get dressed. As soon as he got his shoes on he set the ring, with the box open, on the night stand. "I'll be back later.. I might just go... out." He frowned at the lack of words he could think to say. It had hit him now. He could be positive, because Monroe had cheated on him. He shook his head pushing those thoughts out of his head. He left his cell phone at the apartment and stepped out the door. Not intending to return for a couple of hours.
OOC: Should we skip ahead to the day that Rich is getting his results back?
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 12:54:16 GMT -5
((we can, we can. If you want to in your next post, go for it.))
Monroe was a little distraught with the fact that Rich wanted to go alone. Of course, he understood it, but he knew that this whole mess was his fault. If he hadn't had been so eager t make the money, they wouldn't be here right now. He didn't say anything as Rich got ready to go, just kept his mouth shut, staring at the wall as he heard Rich say he was going to go out. He didn't know if he could handle another drunk Rich. He contemplated on whether he should go job searching now, or sit around the house waiting in anticipation. He looked up to see that Rich had put his phone down, which made him nervous. He didn't like not being able to contact his boyfriend. Finally, he got out of bed and drug himself into the living room, sitting on the couch. The only words he could muster out were
"Be safe."
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