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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 1, 2011 19:03:38 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - His mother sighed; it was not going as well as she hoped it would. Heck, she wasn’t thrilled about the whole scenario either, but she was at least dealing with it better than he just did. As he left from the table she shook her head, and looked to Ryan. “Don’t worry, Ellie is not who you think it is.” She said softly and the other mother raised an eyebrow, appearing to say that it better not be.
A few moments later, Morgan reappeared at the table, looking between the three of them sitting there. From the moment he left, to the moment he returned, he looked even more tired than he had before. Drained and worried about something. Whether it is the marriage, or this Ellie, he was no longer dealing with it all together very well.
“What’s wrong Morgan?” his mother asked, looking up at him and he sighed heavily before sliding into his seat.
“Fine, I’ll go through with this. I won’t see other people and I’ll get married. I would like to come to an agreement with Ryan though, on our own, about how this is going to work.” He said, looking down to his food that he no longer desired. He was obviously avoiding talking about what was wrong, and was instead talking back about the marriage. “If Ryan still wishes for this that is. However, like I said, I want to speak with him on our own, he has his own voice, I wish to hear it.”
The look in his eyes was strong, as he sat there, leaning back in his seat and running a hand through his hair, which was getting messed up as he did so.
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Post by storm on Aug 1, 2011 19:19:32 GMT -5
Ryan glanced at the other mother and gave a weak nod before glancing off, slowly uncrossing his arms. Despite hearing the mother of Morgan, he didn't quite believe it really at all. By the time that Morgan had gotten back; he had turned quiet completely like he had been at the beginning of lunch. He had hardly even touched any of food unlike his mother.
When Morgan took a seat back in the booth, he glanced over at him as he seemed to be bothered by something. His eyes changed to soft compared to how they had been moments ago; hard and not that welcoming at all. He knew he wouldn't talk to him about it even if he had tried asking, not yet anyway- maybe one day they would be able to talk about things that actually bothered them.
Hearing him he just gave a slight nod, silently agreeing with him however not saying anything for a few moments. "Sure, we can just make our own agreement." He mumbled as he played with his straw once more.
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 1, 2011 19:55:01 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - When the other accepted his offer to talk again another time and work out their own agreement so they could at least go into this stupid arranged marriage with a mutual understanding of things, Morgan nodded. “Alright,” he said softly, looking to his mother. “I have to go. I don’t know when I’ll be home.”
With that, he stood up, his mother standing up as well, curiously. After all, they took the same car, it was likely he would walk, but she still wanted to speak to him. He looked to Ryan and nodded “It was nice meeting you.” He said before nodding to Ryan’s mother with a soft “ma’am” and turned to leave. His mother blinked as she stood there before she sighed and returned to her seat. He was never someone she could control, if he had it set in his mind that he was going to go somewhere or do something, he would. It took a lot from her to convince him to do anything.
A few days later, Morgan found himself back at work, having not been home since the night of the dinner. He spent most of his time doing more important things, but it was catching up to him. Pausing in his work, he ran a bandaged hand that held a hammer across his brow, wiping off the sweat. He looked at the piece he was working on, and tilted his head; this was one of the most intensely detailed pieces he had ever worked on. He had slipped in his engraving many times, causing injuries to his hands on a few occasions.
Hoping the counter would look nice when it was all together at last, he paused a moment longer, wanting nothing more than to break in this warm weather. Without air inside the building, it was quite draining to work, even for the shortest of times.
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Post by storm on Aug 1, 2011 20:24:25 GMT -5
Since the day at dinner, he almost had refused with his mother to even see Morgan. Clearly, he would of done this talk over the phone but his mother continued to push him just to do it in person. He wasn't happy about this whole situation at all, especially seeing as Morgan had openly admitted with him right there that he was completely straight. This marriage was going be a pain in the ass and he knew it.
Clearly he was happy when school started, it took away the complete stresses of what was happening in his personal life. However he would be constantly would be going back and forth from his college to where he lived every few days to have to help plan for this unwanted wedding.
The bad part was trying to pin down where Morgan was at this point of the day. Lucky he had gotten ahold of his mother who spoke to the other boy's telling him where to find the boy.
Clearly Ryan did not expect it to be this hot at all, mostly because he had been in his car and buildings that had air conditioning, as he had warn jeans and a white shirt that had vest go over it. He had the best two accessories that went with it too; sunglasses but also a lovely hickey that seemed a day old that was more on his lower neck and half hidden by his shirt.
When getting out of the car he blinked, putting his sunglasses back on, shrugging as he looked for someone who could guide him to Morgan. It took a few moments but he somehow got himself heading to the other.
"Morgan?" He bit his lip some, he had changed his snakebite from the other day into just a stud. "You free right now?" He asked, rubbing his neck lightly.
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 1, 2011 20:45:19 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - As the voice carried over to him from the door that had been behind him, he blinked a few times before he turned around, a nail in his mouth, waiting to be used. It took him a moment of tired realization for him to catch onto who exactly Ryan was. As he came to the conclusion that he knew the boy, and that he had been invited there, he removed the tack from his mouth and nodded.
“Hello there Ryan.” He said as he set the tools he had been using down on the small table that the blue prints had been sitting on with various small tool. He checked the bandage wrapped around his right hand, making sure that there was not too much bleeding. As he saw that it would last him a bit longer, he dusted himself off and walked towards Ryan.
“Glad to see you around here, can I help you? Or I can show you around.” He said, giving him a casual smile.
Since the lunch, he did look a bit better. He was still being bothered by something, but since he was in his zone, a place where he worked and enjoyed it, he was much calmer. He was dressed down too, wearing a simple white shirt that was a bit dusty from the work he was doing, and faded blue jeans with various holes in them. It all fit him well, and was comfortable to wear around the site, and safer.
He looked the other male over and nodded, “What you are wearing is fine if you wish to stick around,” he said softly as he blinked and moved to pull over a chair close to where he was working. “Sit if you wish, I am just about done with this part.”
Grabbing his tools again, he turned to the unit he was working on. He was chiseling some really pretty details into a unit that looked like it might become a counter or some sort of unit like that. It was quite intricate and looked great for still being in the process of being worked on. As he continued to work his skillful hands darted about the unit, careful and precise. One sudden movement though, he caught his hand once more with one of his tools. Pulling away quickly with a wince, he looked at the now bleeding cut and swore softly. Wiping it on his jeans, much like he did with the other times, he continued with his work, finishing not long after.
Putting the tools back on the table, he looked at his cut as he walked toward Ryan. “So, what now?” he asked, looking up from his hand.
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Post by storm on Aug 1, 2011 21:16:59 GMT -5
"Hey", Ryan spoke in a slight uneasy tone once Morgan had headed over to him, giving a small smile some. "Uh, both really. Take your time, I don't have to meet my family for a few hours..."
He was clearly wanting to just get this over with so he could leave, he was in no rush in actually seeing his mother at all. Though when he had taken a pause, he blinked as he looked at the other boy. He seemed much more relaxed compared to a few days ago.
Taking a seat on the chair, he bit his lip and gave a simple nod. He didn't mind waiting after all he didn't tell Morgan at all that he was coming here today- he could of easily waited until the weekend to meet him like he originally planned. While he waited for Morgan to finish up what he had been working on before he had arrived.
He blinked and smiled at the other or attempting to. "Well I thought we could erm, talk about arrangements? If you want to do that I mean, we can just talk instead."
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 1, 2011 21:37:57 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - As he wiped his hand on his hand on his pants again, figuring he might need a new bandage soon, he looked up at Ryan. He hadn’t expected the man to want to talk about their arrangements at all, but more of just reach some sort of unspoken agreement. As such, it took him by surprise to be informed of that.
He nodded slowly at the other, “Well, come with me as I bandage my hand, then we can get something to drink and talk. There’s a nice shop around the corner. After that I can show you the building.” He informed him as he ushered for him to follow. They walked from the building to a large truck that was set up out the back that held a lot of their materials and he dug out their first aid kit.
As he leaned against the truck and bandaged his hand, he looked up to Ryan. “So what about the arrangements shall we discuss first?” he asked him, figuring he knew more about the life debt since then. Even if it wasn’t likely, he was hoping for it. “Schedules? Preferences? Limits? I am not all too sure, you start.” He said as he fumbled a bit with the bandage before figuring it was alright enough not to fall off, and boxed up the rest of the bandages before tossing it back into the truck.
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Post by storm on Aug 2, 2011 1:11:41 GMT -5
Chewing his lip while he gave a slight nod, looking at him. "Sounds good with me." He told before he had followed behind Morgan, unsure really where they were going at the moment. Sure he might of lived in this area for most of his life but he had never knew about this mail house not completely anyway, he knew of it but not where it was or when it was built.
Shrugging his shoulders, looking at the other as he wasn't sure at all what they should even discuss first. "Ugh, well we can just talk about schedules first then preferences? Followed by limits of course... Then anything really else." He glanced at the other's hand while he was putting the bandaid on. "What all did you do to your hand?" Raising an eyebrow some, laughing softly.
Really Ryan was sure he could surive through the marriage, somehow. The two sure could get along, it seemed that way right now anyway. As long as he got to sneak away once in awhile to honestly have fun with people.
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 2, 2011 1:35:32 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - As they walked down the road towards the small shop, Morgan looked up from his hand and to the other male. At least he wasn’t dreadful to look at. “Oh, I hurt my hand at work, the chisel I was using slipped and cut a gash from my thumb back just past my wrist. Then I managed to cut myself under the nail too, but that’s a tiny thing, no big deal.” He informed him, looking to his hand for a moment more before back up at the dark haired kid.
The first thing he wanted to do was talk schedules, alright, that could be done. As they walked up to the small building, he stopped to hold open the door for him. Inside it was like a small super market that also had a few tables and chairs if people bought something and wished to sit down with it before going out. This allowed them to get drinks and sit down with them before heading back.
Morgan was using up his break for the day to do this, but he didn’t really care, it wasn’t like there was any other time he could take it that would be worth it. Normally he worked through his breaks anyway, unless he was particularly tired. Picking up a Gatorade, he sat down at one of the tables and thought for a moment.
“From the sounds of what my mother was explaining to me when she first told me about this contract is; we have to live together. So I think it’s best when we know when each person would be around.” He said as he leaned back in his seat. “Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and every other Saturday afternoons after two I am with Ellie, unless something comes up. Usually Ellie comes over to the house, but we go out on occasion to, though being sick…” he trailed off, looking to the floor for a moment, almost saddened by the idea of what he was about to say. Shaking his head, he looked back up and continued.
“I work most days except Sundays and holidays. Though the work with The Circle is lenient, I am free to leave anytime. Other than that, I rarely ever have secure plans on things. My friends know of my schedule, so they don’t usually plan to ask me to do anything till the day of. I don’t currently have a girl friend so there are not any prior commitments of things like ‘Fridays are date nights’ or something like silly like that.” He concluded, wondering if he left anything out.
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Post by storm on Aug 2, 2011 2:01:30 GMT -5
Ryan nodded his head a bit and bit at his lip softly, looking it over at Morgan’s hand again. “That just sounds pretty bad...” He shook his head some, wincing at the thought of how bad it would actually hurt. “And it looks bad too- then again I’m sure you are used to it after working here for a while.”
He smiled as he walked inside of the small building, surprised a bit that Morgan had even opened up the door for him. That he hadn’t expected but had just smiled instead of just questioning it like he would if it had been other people. “Thank you.”
Ryan glanced over at where the drinks were, just grabbing a can of Arizona tea. He wondered if this was the place the people went to breaks currently, to get something to drink besides water and perhaps something to drink. He blinked as he sat down onto a seat across from Morgan.
Hearing that they had to live together, he wasn’t really that surprised at all. However he just wondered where the two would live with Morgan living here and him going to school about an hour away. “Sounds good then, but uh.. Who is Ellie exactly? Sorry you never told me before.” He bit his lip, completely sure when he was talking Morgan had gotten sad about something. Only he wasn’t sure what it had been about.
“Uhh most of my classes are on Mondays, Wednesdays, and I do have a class on Fridays.” He looked at the other, slightly surprised on why Morgan chooses to work so much. “I’m not really with anybody at all either, not really that exclusive anyway especially now that we are supposed to get married. “Most Thursdays I go out with my friends, clubbing usually… Er Sunday’s we always go bowling who knows why but we enjoy it and it’s always around six when we do end up going for a few games.” Nodding as he thought of anything he could of missed.
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 2, 2011 19:23:17 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - He shrugged at the other’s comment about his hand being bad. “I can get it looked at later, it’s not too painful, and the blood isn’t flowing too badly since I got the bandage on it, but whatever, not the worst pain I’ve ever felt.” He informed the other with another shrug.
As Ryan explained his schedule he nodded, thinking about how it would be alright for the other to have school the same days Ellie was by. At that point they wouldn’t disturb him, and if he came home while he was still there, they could easily stay out of his way. With his work and the other’s seemingly busy schedule enjoying his time with his friends before his life became overly busy, they appeared to be okay. They could work out this whole marriage thing. Basically they would stay out of one another’s way, and when they were around each other, they appeared to get along for the most part. This could work.
As Ryan asked about Ellie he blinked a few times, thinking back to if he had talked about him to his betrothed before or not. He could recall saying the name around him, but nothing past that.
Oh lord, he had answered the call with a ‘hi baby’. That must have been horrible to hear for the other. Even though Ryan was straight, it was still hard to go through with a contract like this when you knew that the other had prior engagements. The guilt feeling that could come up, and the abandoned feeling and what not.
With this realization his eyes widened.
“Oh lord, I’m sorry! I must have sounded like such a douche the other day. Let me explain,” he began as he set his drink down on the table, and landed the front two legs of his chair that he had off the floor from leaning back, on the floor a bit hard as he suddenly sat forward. “Ellie is my godson Elliot.”
As he told him the name, he felt a bit better, not as concerned that he did something wrong by not talking about the most important person in his life. He may sometimes appear to have a hard exterior, especially when he’s around his friends and known to have a ‘tough guy’ front, but when it came to the little boy, he was practically mush. “He’s seven.” He informed him, a gentle and loving smile playing upon his face.
It was clear by the way his voice softened and his expression calmed, he adored this boy. Of course, he practically raised him. His aunt stepped in every so often, since he was busy and still a kid when the responsibility fell to him. She gave Elliot a place to stay since Morgan had yet to get a decent place set up yet, but she really didn’t care. She basically stayed out of the boy’s life as much as she could without completely neglecting the boy. Besides, Morgan was usually always there, and if not he would be there with a single call. Morgan might as well have been the boy’s real father. As such, he would bend over backwards to make the kid happy and feel loved.
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Post by storm on Aug 3, 2011 0:37:34 GMT -5
“You sure it’s not that painful? But then again maybe it just looks worse than it really is.” Ryan shrugged his shoulders, overthinking the way the other’s hand had really looked. Maybe since Morgan worked with his hands a lot, he must just have a high pain tolerance unlike himself.
After understanding that Ellie was his godson, he was already feeling better about himself. Their schedules seemed like they matched so Morgan could get most of his time with him alone once they were to be married and living together officially. The only day he would be around would be the Saturday’s when Morgan would get him which he would more so be working on course work the whole time or would be going to the library to be out of their way entirely.
Though he couldn’t help but smile seeing Morgan talk about Elliot, it was adorable how he seemed all happy and calm. He could tell without even having to ask, he most love his godson very much as he had seemed to be spending time with him a lot more than he heard anyone else had.
“Ahh okay, all makes a bit more sense now.” He gave a slight laugh as he opened up his drink, to have some right then. “And no it’s alright you didn’t uh-completely sound like one. You’re mother said he wasn’t who I thought it probably was.. Even though I didn’t believe her.” He admitted, despite it being more information than needed he had said it, he did that a whole lot. Saying useless information or things that really didn’t matter or concern anybody else at all.
“Seven. He’s what in… First grade now then?” Pausing in a middle where he then had to think about it, that’s when he felt old. He even remembered when he was in first grade, which felt so long ago by now. After all he was in college that was fourteen years ago for him when he was just entering first grade and being seven years old. That all seemed so long ago, back then he could never imagined fourteen years later he would be getting married just after becoming completely legal.
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 3, 2011 1:01:41 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The small boy, his godson, was a boy who could easily get along with anyone that he met. He was friendly and caring, and not at all judgmental. He could easily teach his godfather a thing or two, as well as the general society. So it wasn’t like he was trying to keep him away from anyone else, and if the other male had asked, he would introduce them. Though he still was concerned about doing that, even if Ellie said it was fine. Heck, he wouldn’t stop being concerned until over a hundred doctors told him everything was okay with the boy.
After explaining about Ellie, it was clear Ryan had been flustered over thinking that he was something more, perhaps his girlfriend or something, the other day. This caused him to smile and shake his head when the other even admitted that he didn’t believe his mother when she informed him that Ellie wasn’t who he thought it was. “It’s no big deal, I didn’t help with it when I answered the phone as ‘hi baby’” he said with a chuckle.
Their situation wasn’t the best as of the moment, but they were working it out. In their own slow way, the two of them getting along better and knowing what each one had to do to make this stupid arrangement work. As he drank more of his drink, sitting back in his chair once more, lifting the legs from the floor once more as he leaned back, he was glad for this break.
“Yeah,” he said with a smile as he thought about it, “Just started first grade this year. He’s doing really well too.” He informed him. He would be certain that, if his parents were around, they would be proud of him. Heck, his aunt was, even though she didn’t much care for him. She still was proud when he came home each day, told her of something he did that made the teacher proud. He was bound to go to college and get a successful career at this rate. Of course, Morgan had to keep reminding himself not to get too ahead of himself. Things could change when he got older.
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Post by storm on Aug 3, 2011 11:19:14 GMT -5
He wouldn’t mind meeting the other’s young godson, he’s always liked kids. During High school, that was one way to make easy money even though people might have teased him; it didn’t bother him. If he hadn’t studied in computers, Early Education would have been his second choice easy. Especially after he had taken a class for it just to take it during his first year when it was still alright to change.
“Its fine, I probably would have said the same exact thing if it was someone like that.” Ryan laughed softly; he remembered he would say anything like that when the kids would call wanting him to babysit. Generally he would babysit from as old as ten and as young as two. Kids were one of the people who had brought out his shyness completely; they were so fun and not judgmental yet.
“First grade was pretty exciting really, kids always seem most happy when they are that age.” Ryan gave a smile as he leaned back against his chair, looking across from the table at Morgan. “I use to babysit kids around his age to make easy cash.” He quickly explained to the other.
At some point he knew he would probably want to meet Ellie but right now he wasn't quite interested in trying to take time away from Morgan’s exclusive time with his godson. It was something he knew he could do but felt like right now wouldn’t be the greatest time.
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 3, 2011 19:59:22 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Nodding to the other male, he adjusted his bandage on his hand a bit before he smiled lightly. “Yes, he so far loves it and is always coming back with some exciting story of what he did. I’m proud of him. I hope it’ll last.” He said, trailing off for a moment before downing the rest of his drink and sitting forward once more, resting his chair on the ground again.
“And he’s a huge ball of energy. Even if he can’t do much, he still tries, and it causes him to be all over the place, which is always a work out just to keep up.” He said with a chuckle as he stood up so he could pay and they could make their way back to the mail house. He needed to get back to work, and he promised he would show Ryan around before then. So they best head back now. “Keeps me in shape though, which helps with work or if anyone wants to play some game.” He commented casually as he tossed money on the counter for their two drinks. Ushering for him to follow, he looked at his watch.
“Anyway, I think we best get back on subject. Preferences. I guess that could be stumbled upon as it happens.” He said thinking, “because I see preferences as things like what you like on your pizza or what side of the bed do you sleep on. Of course, I’d imagine we’re sleeping in separate beds…” he ventured to say as he eyed his companion curiously.
Neither of them was up for this, so it would only be expected that they would sleep in separate beds right? Not to mention, Morgan wasn’t gay, so he would be a bit uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed with another man. That never happened, even when growing up and they had sleep overs. It just didn’t happen.
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