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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 4:32 pm
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Part of Jamie liked to think if he hadn't met Shiloh, he still would've grown into someone different, someone just a bit stronger. There was no way to tell now, but the fact of the matter was, Shiloh had helped that process along. And, well, he wouldn't have traded their meeting for anything. He wouldn't trade anything they'd been through for anything, as hard as some of the things had been, because they made him who he was now. It felt nice to not be so afraid.
"Whoops, I guess I did," he called, the rustle of the flowers alerting to his travels without ceasing. Beneath his own brown waves, tiny white snowdrops were threatening. "If you can catch up, maybe I'll try again. You're dauntless enough to do that, right?" It was a gentle tease.
Except Shiloh wouldn't have to try much harder to find him. After the rustling finally stopped, even without an answer to his question, Jamie was planted against the trunk of the tree with his hands behind his back.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 6:21 pm
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Listening to Shiloh's heroic tales—all which he was there for and knew plenty about, thank you—he nodded along for effect. Now and then he looked surprised, mouth gaping open in a small gasp. Two could play at this game and he'd keep being cheeky as long as it took to stay on an equal playing field.
"I remember, believe me," he squeaked, "Who knows what would've happened if I hadn't been there to hold you back a little bit."
They were face to face and Jamie was grinning, his expression just as playful as the one Shiloh wore. "I'm glad, though. 'Cause you know I'd always come after you, too." That's when he closed the gap between them, pressing their lips together. It was light and a little shy, but hey, he didn't miss this time.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 6:35 pm
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Kissing was still extremely new to Shiloh, but it definitely wasn't bad (even if he was, like, afraid to put his hands on Jamie for any reason when they did stuff like this), and he waited until they parted before speaking again, his voice low and soft and sweet in ways that he wasn't like with other people, "I know you would." They were equals after all. They looked after one another. "The hell would I do without you, huh?"
It was impossible to put into words how grateful he was for this guy. Where would he be if he hadn't met him that night at the 7/11? Or after the events at the tithe, or during the mess on Halloween. He couldn't be sure and he wouldn't be and he wasn't going to dwell on it either. "Why the hell are you so cute?"
He didn't give him a chance to answer before pulling him into a hug, though he let go of that too to flop over onto the ground. Beneath the long tendrils of wisteria, he could at least see a little bit, and he waved his hand quickly for Jamie to join him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 9:51 am
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Tiny and not very good at wrestling, yes, but Jamie always played along, always had fun with it. He was right there with his arms around Shiloh, holding him close, playfully trying to reign him in when he went for the flowers. It didn't work, he managed the poke, but Jamie only huffed in a way that sounded totally not offended at all.
"You're blooming, too, y'know," he said, stating the obvious. "Oh-" And then they were twins, flower twins, and it was kind of really cute. Shiloh could be kind of really cute, even when he wasn't trying.
"Oh my gosh," he bubbled, pressing his face against Shiloh's with just as much vigor. Jamie swayed where he sat, taking Shiloh back and forth with him, trying—very secretly—to bump them both over so they'd land in the grass.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 10:47 am
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To be fair, Jamie didn't mind being the cushion this time, he just wasn't expecting it. Shiloh was a wily one, turning his momentum against him. With a soft oof, he was on the ground, looking up at Shiloh as he looked up at the wisteria.
"That's... a good question," he admitted, wiggling for a short moment, then wrapping his arms around Shiloh's torso. "I've never seen it before. I mean, we were in the city and then," a pause for dramatic effect, "this."
"This is still the Otherworld, right?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 5:49 pm
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The lull of sleep could be resisted. It could. What couldn't be resisted was Shiloh and his sleepiness, his yawns that drew Jamie into a peaceful feeling of safety. They shouldn't sleep in Other Ashdown, he knew that, and he knew Shiloh knew that, too. Still, this place didn't feel dangerous. Here beneath the willows of purple, he felt surprisingly secure.
Or maybe that was just the weight of his boyfriend covering him like a security blanket.
"Hey," he tried one last time, gently nudging his head with the hand in his hair. He was trying to help this time. Shiloh had already called him out once. Even so, his eyes didn't open once after that.
Jamie didn't know how much time passed. Something pulled him, the gentlest of tugs, further and further down—down the rabbit hole, one might say.
Like Shiloh, he slept.
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