connor crayze sykes
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Wings.
Why do we sacrifice our beautiful souls...?[RS:1]
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Post by connor crayze sykes on Oct 13, 2012 22:37:38 GMT -5
Connor wasn't sure why is throat tightened as he listened to the words. Maybe it was because he had been going through these things alone for a long time already. He wasn't used to anyone being there for him unless it was medics dragging him off to a hospital. "Thank you..." He whispered, tilting his head. He buried his face in the crook of Quinn's neck, drawing in a breath, the scarily already familiar scent there.
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Post by tarquin finley ellis on Oct 13, 2012 23:45:30 GMT -5
Quinn doesn't know all the things that Connor has gone through, but he knows enough to guess. There's been things in the male's personality and actions that point to what Connor's history might contain other then what has been said. Quinn isn't going to ask for all the details of course, but he worries, and he wishes that it hadn't been so difficult for the male. It has been, and that shows plain as day. But Quinn wants to change that, show Connor that he does care enough, and he doesn't want to leave the male alone through all of these horrible things he had to go through. Quinn wanted to be there, even if that's all he could really do.
At the thanks, Quinn gave Connor a smile; feeling happy enough when the male's face was buried into the crook of his neck. Quinn liked the feeling; having Conner there like that. Quinn stroked gently at the male's hair, and then over the area of back not covered by wings. "Anytime. Don't hesitate to call for me if you need me. If I can, I'll be there for you." He responds evenly, holding Connor close, but lightly.
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connor crayze sykes
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Wings.
Why do we sacrifice our beautiful souls...?[RS:1]
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Post by connor crayze sykes on Oct 14, 2012 1:13:40 GMT -5
Connor listened in silence this time. Every other time he had heard those words, they had rarely turned out true, and if so not for long. People got tiredof his dramatic life. They couldn't be blamed of course, he even hated himself for it. So Connor just hugged Quinn a little tighter, keeping his face hidden, afraid that if he opened his eyes or let go, the male would up and walk away. Security problems for Connor were nothing new. You only had so much self confidence, so much will to live. His own father had pretty much shattered the last of that. Conor blaming himself for it only made it worse, only frightened him that caring about others always led to broken hearts and scraped knees. But for now he didn't want to think about it...just wanted to be caredabout.
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Post by tarquin finley ellis on Oct 14, 2012 1:34:49 GMT -5
A dramatic life wasn't something that Quinn was not used to. He knew what it was like to have some crazy drama going on. To have secrets and messed up shit going on. It wasn't the same as what Connor had to go through, but it was something, enough that Quinn wasn't a stranger to how things could be. He remembers what it's like to watch someone hurting and sick all the time. Quinn knows, he's seen it happen over the years. Of course Calan has never been so negative about things in the way Connor is, but there are reasons for that. Calan never had to deal with the monster Amery was, or the fucked up things happening with Roman.
There were differences to it all, but Quinn won't just walk away because he doesn't know and can't deal. He has a faint idea of how this all goes. Heart attacks and seizures are not new to him, though the rest is a little unsettling to add with it, but Quinn won't give up on Connor and walk away for that reason. It won't happen. Not for that. Either way, Quinn is glad for the time he has with Connor, and it's in the little things that Connor does of his own accord that makes Quinn feel like he might have something here, something that's not just in his head. But he can't be sure. It wasn't as if Quinn hasn't been hurt before. So all he can do now is hold Connor and be grateful for these moments.
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