Post by zenith kain eridius on Nov 12, 2012 17:23:58 GMT -5
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Zeke was on cloud nine. He couldn't stand the idea that he'd already fallen...so easily attached. It didn't matter. He had Alec, and that was grand. Brilliant even. Sexy French man, great accent, smart...so smart. They knocked heads and argued and that was the way their world went around.
The Greek boy needed his fresh air though. The problem with dating a doctor was that they actually had something to be doing all day. Zeke had his way of passing the time. Hell, he'd slept until noon. It was early afternoon that he slipped into the out of doors, wandering about the grounds until he found a spot where he couldn't see the damn building. Zeke grabbed his phone from his bag, setting the ringer on vibrate and the magical talking box on his knee. Next came his pencils and sketch book, setting himself up.
The young man flips pages. He'd been drawing Lainey lately, the young woman still holding a part of his soul. Some days Zeke even heard her laugh, be it in a dream or on the wind. Alec made everything easier, but sometimes he ached. Those were the times he'd lock himself in the frenchman's room, curl up under the covers and wait for him to come home. Today wasn't one of those days. Today Zeke flipped to an open page after studying the little redheaded creature he'd drawn last. Aught to send that down to the coroner and win some brownie points... another thing on a very brief to do list. Yes, he figured it was about time to do Alecsander. The man was so sharp and clear in his mind, and with a stroke of his colors he began coming to life.
