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Post by ShadesofGrey on Feb 4, 2009 23:50:48 GMT -5
The Spaniard was dying from the inside out at the moment. It had been about a two weeks since Francois had kicked him out of the house and he was so lonely. Halfway starving himself for the lack of thoughts of food so his weight has dropped a bit and he was still holding onto that cold. Not wanting to see a doctor or anyone for that matter. Though he wanted, no urned for one person, Paulie, aka Azul. He missed him horribly at the moment, he had been ignoring the feeling for sometime now, though he figured that....Grey nation was still keeping him company or so he would call it.
Coughing as he boarded a plane, sneezing and blowing the hell out of his nose as he got off at the stop. Wanting to crawl to the cab, yea he had done his research and was rather determined to calmly talk to the blue agent and beg on hands and knees for him to take him back. He quickly threw up in the bushes by their place guessing that no one would care or hopefully see it. Maybe the rain would wash it away. Meh wishful thinking. Making his unknown entrance Red quickly discovered that no one was in the complex. It was decorated nicely though. Dying on the couch, he laid in wait for them to get back. Feeling rather exhausted he dozed off a bit, the most sleep he had gotten in some time.
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Post by Reeve on Feb 5, 2009 2:52:58 GMT -5
Reeve entered the home he shared with Paulie quietly, flicking on a light as soon as he was through the door. He loved the gloom of rainy days, but the darkness they filled his house with was always best dispelled as soon as he got in. Moving through the foyer to the front room, he paused when he saw a pair of feet at the end of the couch, bigger than Paulie's.
A moment passed, then he drew closer to the person who lay across his couch. "What are you doing here?"
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Feb 5, 2009 18:03:55 GMT -5
He didn't get a reply, Red hadn't budged, he hadn't heard anyone come in, he was sick and this all spelled disaster. A poor attempt at a cough that a sleeping person would do to clear their throat without having to get up. Rolling onto his side he laid there, so harmless at the moment, there was a slight secret to the Spaniard though, only happened when he was sick too. Luckily for Reeve anyway.
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Post by Reeve on Feb 5, 2009 18:20:53 GMT -5
Creeping closer, Reeve stood over Red, staring down at him in a mild state of shock. He had been afraid of the bigger agent since the first date with Paulie (now, he'd admit that it was a date)... what the hell was he doing here, now, in their house? Slowly, he crouched near the couch, far enough back that Red wouldn't be able to hit him, lifting a pillow from a chair and throwing it at the seemingly sleeping man. "Wake up." His voice was almost commanding as his gaze went steely.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Feb 5, 2009 18:27:32 GMT -5
A slight sound of shock came deeply from the throat of the Spaniard as his droopy eyes slipped open in a questioning state of mind. "Mmn." He said huffily and he shut his eyes once more before forcing them open with a sniffle. Sitting up and standing he looked down at Reeve with a harsh look behind his own mohagany eyes which surprisingly faded quickly and he allowed his shoulders to slump slightly. Mentally noting that he had probably gotten up too quickly by the small dizzied feeling along with the quesy feeling in the pit of his stomach. "Up..." Replied hoarsly not really being threatened by how the other man looked. He wasn't going to fight him, not physically, not yet anyway but if it came down to it....
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Post by Reeve on Feb 5, 2009 18:33:48 GMT -5
Drawing himself up, Reeve stiffened his spine as he gazed up into the mahogany eyes of the other agent. "Red. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" he cracked, calm and collected. There was no real reason to fight, especially not right now. And frankly, Red didn't look so great. Quelling an urge to offer him some tissues, he waited for a response, arms folding across his chest. Hopefully, he could get him out before Paulie returned.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Feb 5, 2009 18:41:31 GMT -5
I'm here for him, I have no beniss wif you." He managed to say sniffling only once. Placing his arms over his chest as well and leaning more on one leg rather than the other. Turning his head away in a polite manner he gave a cough. God he hated being sick. He was fronting right now because this wasn't' how he felt on the inside. A shiver, possibly from a slight fever that he would have gotten from over doing it. Looking back at him he sighed and dropped his arms. It was no used, he had gotten time to himself and was able to think things over. "......" Shifting his eyes down the Spaniard inhaled. "I'm sorry." It wasn't said in a sarcastic or snappy manner, it was almost very sincere sounding.
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Post by Reeve on Feb 5, 2009 19:05:16 GMT -5
The genuine sincerity in Red's voice startled Reeve out of his defensive pose, and he lifted a box of tissues from an end table, holding them out to the taller man. "You're sorry? For terrifying Paulie, breaking his heart, slamming me against a wall, destroying that restaurant..." He sighed slowly. "I heard you were living with someone else. What happened to being happy with him?" Possessive? Defensive? Maybe even a little paranoid? Not him, certainly. Somehow, though, he felt... pity for Red. And no fear, for the first time since he'd met the man.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Feb 5, 2009 19:17:27 GMT -5
"Breaking his heart?" He question refusing the tissue, he was stubborn and didn't want help in getting better. "Last I checked you don't go on a date when you're already taken, but if tha's part of it then yes. I am....I guess I was just over reacting but it hurt to see him with you. I guess I wasn't enough for him or something but I'm sorry." When sick logic, compassion and ernisty were easier to be seen in him rather than his usual rage and loud mouth. His tone was clam and relitively quieter than usual. "I had been, but I seem to have screwed up there too. I don't even know what all happened really. We broke up though, he said get out so I did." He was being honest, he would glance at Reeve every now and again but he wouldn't keep his eyes locked on him.
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Post by Reeve on Feb 5, 2009 19:24:28 GMT -5
"Sorry to hear it," Reeve ventured. Although if he was sorry for Red's breakup or just for the state the man had found himself in, he couldn't have said. "I guess I owe you an apology as well..." he watched Red warily, still not sure he could trust him not to do something. It was like having a bear in the house... keeping an eye out to make sure you didn't get mauled. "I'm sorry about this."
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Feb 5, 2009 19:40:33 GMT -5
Shaking his head the Spaniard replied. "Don't be, because honestly I'm here to ask for him back. Not asking you, asking him." Red was being forward with Reeve, or so he though. He wasn't going to ask and didn't plan on succeeding but it was worth a shot. He still cared deeply for the Blue Nation. "I don't really expect him to say yes to be but I want him to know I'm sorry too...." His nose twitched and his eyes narrowed before he turned his head to the side and sneezed into his elbow. It was cleaner than sneezing into your hand. Spread less germs that way. He took a moment to to recoil from this before looking back at him. "I'm more trouble than I'm worth really....I should just give up and go before I look completely foolish.." He looked back down nervously.
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Post by Reeve on Feb 5, 2009 19:47:06 GMT -5
"I don't know what he'll say." Reeve looked up, the scant two inches height difference between them feeling like more. Red's presence made him seem bigger... as though he were nine feet tall. "I love him too, Red. More than I could say. And his happiness means EVERYTHING to me. You know the feeling, I'm sure." The last sentence wasn't precisely sarcastic, but it walked a thin line. "You can stay, if you want to wait for him and talk to him. Going out in the rain is just going to make you sicker anyway." The thought that Paulie might choose Red made his stomach churn painfully.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Feb 5, 2009 19:56:50 GMT -5
Hearing that struck a spot in him. What gave him the right to make Reeve feel the way he had been for the last god only knew how long. He had been able to have a few happy moments but every time he'd think of Paulie, Red would just sink back into the depression that he had perviously been in. "No, I'll catch him else where to talk. I feel like I'm intruding now....". He flashed him a slight smile as he reached into his coat pocket and dug out his sunglasses, placing them on his face he nodded to Reeve. "He's better off with you anyway." Go figure that he would have to be senseable now, any other time he wouldn't care as long as he got his way about things. Taking to the door he gave a soft sigh before going out into the rain. Idiot.
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Post by Reeve on Feb 5, 2009 20:16:19 GMT -5
Reeve moved to the door, calling out to him. "Don't let yourself get hurt... if you did, Paulie would be heartbroken." He watched for awhile, until the fogginess of the day obscured his vision, before closing the door and leaning against it. "He still loves you," he whispered. Unsure, even as he said it, who he addressed it to. Red still cared for Paulie. Paulie still felt for Red, even now. Sitting down at the kitchen table, he rested his elbow on the wood, laying his forehead in his palm.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Feb 5, 2009 21:06:01 GMT -5
Paulie came home about two hours passed Red's 'visit'. Darkness had engulfed the day and the rain had ceased to end it's showering symphony. Paulie stepped out of the company car he'd been using since his was still back in the states. Umbrella in one hand, bags and breifcase on arm and other hand, phone was pressed inbetween his shoulder. He was clearly NOT in the best of moods. "You know, I don't give a fuck if that man is my biological father, I will never call him that again..." He argued with the other on the phone. "No! that bastard can kiss my ass, I never want anything to do with him!" He protested opening the door and closing his umbrella before entering the house. "Alright, okay Fine!, put him on......" He waited a moment putting his things down and taking off his shoes. ".......Hey Dad, Fuck you!" he scowled snapping the phone shut and throwing it on the couch letting out a frustrated "uURRGHHH!, that fuckin! oh, I can't believe he tried to call me!!"
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