it's not always black and white | Connor

[tarquin finley ellis]

Calan quickly sat and took a few of the offered things, pushing a toy car around on the floor and making 'vroom!' noises, bumping the car lightly at Christy's leg then turning it around to roll it off. Quinn was content enough with watching the proceedings, trying to relax a little as he sat there. When Connor responded he gave a little nod. He was still worried, but he wasn't going to pry too much with the kids sitting there not that far from them. After watching them for a few minutes longer, he peered back at Connor. "Are you cold?" He asked lightly, wondering if he should help with that or not.

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Connor nodded, trembling again. "F-fever broke," He whispered softly, blue eyes closing. His lip was raw from chewing on it, amd he'd taken the piercing out. It was clear by the bloodied napkins in the trash that his nose wasn't happy about withdrawal either. But he'd fought it all day.

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He saw the nod, heard the words. Well it was good that the fever broke, though the drawback was that it would leave Connor colder. Skin and bones, not really good for keeping in the heat, was it? He sighed softly and moved closer, settling behind Connor and letting his skin heat up to help warm the male, half leaning up on his elbow to look over Connor at the kids playing now and then. "Better?" He asked lightly. Yes, he had noticed the bloodied tissues and such, and he was glad that Connor was fighting the withdrawal, he really was.

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Connor relaxed more, his trembles not as bad after a few minutes. "Mhm..th-thanks.." He mumbled, being far more obedient. He was tired of fighting. He was just tired in general though, drained. But he couldn't find easy sleep. Half open eyes fixed on the two playing, his faint breaths soft and shallow before he yawn softly.

[tarquin finley ellis]

He didn't touch or anything, just laid there a little awkwardly -- considering everything, that was normal enough -- trying to keep the heat going enough to make sure Connor could still feel it, even with the fact that Quinn wasn't too close to the male. Still, dispite the fact that it was a little uncomfortable, Quinn wanted to help. So he kept it up, just watching the kids from over Connor's shoulder, letting his mind drift a bit. He noticed when Connor yawned but said nothing. He wouldn't mind Connor napping while he watched the kids, not at all. Plus, Connor probably needed a nap.

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If Connor could sleep. That was the problem. He wasn't sure he could. But after a bit he started to drift anyway. By the time he was asleeo, he rolled over and unconsciously cuddled close, looking for comfort. Christy giggled when she saw him.

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The kids seemed to be quite entertained by the toys and each other at this point, and Quinn was quite pleased to see that Calan got along so well with Christy. The child hadn't even tried to pull any toys away from her or anything, which was good. Very well mannered for how young Calan was. Quinn barely noticed when Connor actually drifted off to sleep, though when the male rolled over and cuddled close; Quinn tensed for a moment. At Christy's giggling, he put his finger to his lips with a little smile and relaxed, sliding an arm lightly around Connor. It was alright, the male was asleep and didn't realize he was cuddling.

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Christy grinned. "Con gots cooties. Perce kissed 'im 'n said so." She nodded. "He got real sick but Jordan saved him. And Bandit." Nodding at the offered information, ruby eyes turned back to what she was playing with with Calan.
Connor stirred faintly in his sleep, trembling, cringing in brief fear to some dream before he eased up again.

[tarquin finley ellis]

Quinn had to quirk an eyebrow at the words Christy offered up, a faint grin on his lips. "Well I'm not kissing him so I think I'm safe." He pointed out lightly. He honestly wasn't feeling much either way at the comment from the girl, though a little concerned over the fact that Connor had gotten really sick. But things were better now, so Quinn wasn't going to worry too much. There was plenty of issues that would crop up that he could be concerned about. When Connor stirred and trembled, Quinn rubbed the male's back gently, trying to soothe any bad dreams or whatnot. Calan seemed happy enough to jabber away to Christy as he played with the toys.

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Connor drew in a wavering breath and calmed again for awhile until sudden coughs overcamehim and he jerked awake, gasping briefly before grumbling in complain to himself andburying his face in Quinn's side. A soft breath and he was out again, panting faintly in his sleep

[tarquin finley ellis]

He was thinking things over within his mind, keeping an eye out on the kids while he did so. He kept up the warmth through his skin for Connor to sleep better, though with the coughing fit that jerked Connot away, Quinn peered at the male, tensing once more as the male's face was buried in his side. He was frozen and uneasy from that point on, even when Connor was out again. It was one thing for the male to be asleep and snuggling close, but the have been awake and getting closer? Quinn was not sure how he felt about that sort of thing. Certainly uncomfortable, though. He actually started to carefully inch away.

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Connor couldn't help it though. He'd probably never told Quinn, and even if he had he wouldn't remember. But Connor had the strangest of fears, most caused by the neglect of his father and others who came in and out of his life. Includong the fear of sleeping alone, afraid of being unclothed or forced to do something with no one to protect him. He whimpered as Quinn moved away, curling in tighter on himself fearfully.

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Quinn is aware that there are issues. He may not know nor remember anything specifically said to him about those things, but he knew just enough about Connor know to have an idea why the male would fear. Why it was like this. Yet there were good reasons as to why Quinn felt the need to pull away, even if he did feel bad that Connor whimpered and curled tighter to himself. He kept himself warm enough that the male should still feel it, but right now he couldn't stay cuddled close.

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It wasn't like Connor reacted instantly. But gradually he began to grow more uneasy in his sleep, restless, jumping at any noise in the room. At some point, a laugh from one of the kids triggered tears, nightmares. He whimpered faintly, gripping the bed. It was enough to draw Christy's attention.
"No." She pouted at Quinn, scrambling over and onto the bed. She patted Connor's hair, grabbing one of his scarred hands and kissing his cheek until he stopped crying and relaxed a bit. "Con's 'fraid. He says Daddy di'nt let him sleep.."
Of course she didn't understand the concept of rape, especially every night. She'd only been hit by Jon once, had been talen away before she witnessed the worst of it.

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Quinn could only twitch and shift at the uneasy and restless way Connor was reacting, still unwilling to cuddle close to the male, regardless of these problems. Even the tears and whimpers made Quinn simply recoil away more. He bit his lip when Christy came closer, the words from the girl and the way she helped Connor relax again. Sure, Quinn was bothered by it, even without the reason behind the matter. But there was a line here that Quinn doesn't want crossed. Certainly not to be jerked around as he believes happened before between them. "I can't just cuddle or hold him, Christy." He pointed out gently. "It's not my place.." He adds, and there's only so much he can explain to the girl on it. He sighs, lifting Calan up when the boy wanders close.