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Post by antpelts on Mar 14, 2017 21:21:10 GMT -5
"I don't mind at all," Quentin said quickly, moving a hand to brush it through Simon's hair. "You just look really tired. Wanna come over now? You can nap at my house before dinner. Then I'll bring you home sometime after?" The offer was quiet, spoken softly due to their closeness. Was it bad to compare Simon to Patrick? Maybe. Maybe it was just bad that he kept thinking about Patrick. Because whenever he thought of the boy a fear began to creep into his heart -- a fear that soon Simon wouldn't be able to tolerate him.
The other boy had enough going on, he didn't really need to be thinking about dating too. Or maybe these sorts of doubts were what drove Quentin to argue and panic around Patrick. He didn't have a good way of telling. All he could do was give Simon a soft smile, give him gentle touches, give him his presence. "I know you know sign but I guess I just wanted to let you know we usually just use sign at home when everyone's home."
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 14, 2017 21:37:37 GMT -5
"mmm, I think I'll take you up on that offer," He responded, matching his quiet tone,not denying the fact that he felt exhausted, sensing something off in Quens tone. He looked almost... fearful? Fearful was a good way to describe what was in his voice. He frowned, wondering what was wrong, maybe he didn't want Simon to come over just yet, or maybe he was second guessing their decision to start dating. Simon felt a stab of panic at that thought- if that happened, things would be awkward between them and he'd lose another friend. He then nodded, closing his eyes momentarily, a little bit excited to sign only, he never got the chance to do it outside of the friends he made in his sign class. "I figured that much- I mean, it'd be pretty rude to talk around your brother, huh?" He commented, before shifting a little so he could sit infront of the curly haired boy. "Hey, you okay?" He asked, still unsure what the quiet tone meant.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 14, 2017 21:46:53 GMT -5
"He doesn't really mind -- I think..he used to? So we started just signing. But now we just do it. It's kinda nice to have the quietness sometimes," Quentin trailed off, leaning his head lightly against Simon's just letting out a breath as his shoulders relaxed.
When Simon moved he sat up taller, brushing his hair away from his forehead. He forced himself not to flinch at the question. If anyone should be worried about the other..Quentin should be worrying about Simon -- he had so much going on. "Yeah -- just..I don't know if you remember Patrick? He went here for like..four years? Then his family moved. He played trombone for like half a year right before he moved because I asked him to join," he found himself rambling but couldn't really stop himself. "We just were really close..friends and then we were..very not close? But he moved before we could fix it. I just..think about it sometimes."
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 14, 2017 21:58:19 GMT -5
Something flashed on Simons face- a look of understanding, really, before he covered it up. He knew what that felt like, and a part of him couldn't help but wonder if they where ever... more than friends, but he didn't feel like it was his place to ask that question, clearly it was something that shook the kid up pretty bad. Anyways, he knew that when a best friend stopped being a best friend that could sting a hundred times more than a boyfriend. Simon tried to remember the guy, a face came to mind, and he remembered seeing those two together often, but didn't have any strong memories of the guy. Again, Simon didn't have many friends outside of percussion and section leaders. The curly haired boy hesitated, before reaching over with his free hand and grabbing Quens free one, squeezing it as if to comfort him. "I... I'm sorry about that. Do you want to talk..." He began, hesitantly. He didn't want to push Quen too far, especially since they only just started dating. Maybe it was too early, but he wanted to let him know the invitation was still there.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 14, 2017 22:18:50 GMT -5
Quentin stopped to think for a moment -- these were the things that had always got him in trouble with Patrick. Just..talking and talking. But Simon felt a lot more forgiving, or understanding at least. Patrick was a bit rough, a bit rude at times. He hesitated, not sure if he should talk or if they should head to his house. "I just..it was just a tough time. I never knew what was happening between us, sometimes it just bothers me, knowing I must've messed it up."
After that he stood. He didn't really know what else to say about Patrick, he didn't want to scare Simon away with worries that Quentin was a bad person or anything.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 14, 2017 22:24:33 GMT -5
Simon remained silent, still sitting on the floor, thinking. He didn't know much about the situation, he never got involved in other peoples lives unless he really cared about them, so he had no idea what happened between those two, mostly because back then Quen was a guy that Simon had a crush on but didnt have the nerve to actually talk to. Maybe it wasn't his place, and he knew for a fact that he shouldn't push, so he didn't. He glanced up, before pushing himself up, leaning on the wall momentarily so he could get his footing. "Alright. That makes sense. But I just want to say this- whatever happened, don't blame yourself completely for it. It takes two to be in a relationship- friendship or otherwise." He said quietly, studying the tan boy carefully, wondering what his reaction would be.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 15, 2017 14:40:26 GMT -5
Quentin flashed him a small smile, moving shyly to take Simon's hand in his own. Brushing his thumb over the other teen's knuckles. "Yeah..yeah," he agreed softly, nodding his head a bit. "Just kinda? Stinks. We haven't talked since he moved. I'm not going to text first but he wouldn't either so. I guess we're kind of done? But I'm..better now," he added, not wanting him to think this reflected poorly on him. Sometimes Quentin's thoughts just caught up with him and swamped him, which could be devastating at times. But..with Simon at least someone was here to help steady him.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 15, 2017 14:49:56 GMT -5
Simons mouth quirked up a little when Quen moved to take Simons hand, feeling a his heart skip a beat for a moment, trying not to laugh at himself with how excited he still felt, letting himself be pulled off the wall, happy to have Quen to help steady him slightly if he stumbled, still feeling weak. "Mmm, I get that." He said quietly, before studying the boy carefully, not exactly believing that he was better now. He didn't see any problem in Quen not being okay, but he couldn't help feel that Quen might not be ready to admit that, so he didn't push it. Simon pulled Quen out of the practice room, almost gently, and into the band room, slipping out into the afternoon air, waving a friendly hi to Emma, who ended up taking over section leader duties, before wincing at the bright sunlight. "So whats for dinner?" He asked, deciding that it would be a good time to switch the subject to something easier.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 15, 2017 16:56:09 GMT -5
(sorry. really bad afternoon. i tried to make this longer for a while.)
Quentin smiled and followed after Simon, the lighter feeling returning to his chest now that he could clear his head. "Hm, I think it's gonna be tacos? If I remember correctly," he said, squinting against the sun. Approaching his car he slowly let go of Simon's hand, moving to unlock the car.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 15, 2017 17:15:06 GMT -5
(Im sorry Hope things get better man...) "Oh awesome, tacos are the best," Simon responded with a grin, sliding into the seat next to him, eyes sliding around the parking lot around them, studying the students who where currently escaping the confines of the public school. Everyone seemed so happy, and why wouldn't they be? It was friday after all, which was the beginning of the best part of the week for most high schoolers. The boy drummed his fingers on his lap, realizing he didn't bring anything to school but a spiral notebook, which he left in his band locker considering his teachers where merciful and didn't assign any weekend assignments yet. He felt naked without his backpack, snare, and cello, but didn't say anything about it, instead turning to Quen. "So, ah, did I miss anything this morning?" He asked, wondering if anything interesting happened. Sometimes a kid would faint, or the pit would do something stupid enough for the drum major to have to lecture them afterwards.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 15, 2017 20:23:57 GMT -5
(thanks i mean. ill live. some stuff just kinda sucks. just like when your bff/crush asks you if they should ask out a mutual friend.)
Quentin flashed him another smile -- it was feeling more natural now. Starting up the car and pulling out of the parking lot he let himself relax. It was just him and Simon now and everything was fine.
"Oh -- hm. I don't think so. It felt really slow today. I think everyone was kind of feeling it? It was a bit quieter than normal -- besides the freshman." The whole day had just seemed to really drag on, he couldn't speak for everyone else but he definitely felt worry for Simon whenever he couldn't actively see how he was doing. Now that they were back together though it felt like a weight was lifted.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 15, 2017 21:20:23 GMT -5
(Ah man thats rough Do they know that you like them or nah? ) "Yeah, you can never shut up the freshman," He commented,a small chuckle rising from his chest at the thought of the newcomers- they just looked so little and innocent, and they where constantly in an excited state about everything. Of course once Sophomore year hit they'd quiet down, start hating school like the rest of the kids, but it was amusing, watching them. He felt his back stiffen momentarily at the thought of "everyone feeling it", but he let that slide. He knew the rest of the band knew, he didn't tell anyone outside of G and the percussionists, but word travels like wild fire and by the end of the day yesterday everyone knew, although they tried to pretend they didn't. It drove him crazy when they talked to him in that soft, sympathetic voice, so he stuck with the percussionists to avoid that most of the day yesterday. Simon let out a soft sigh, shoulders slumping a little now that it was just the two of them, resting his head on the window, watching the scenery pass by. He had so many questions to ask, but he felt like it would make Simon not actually being at class all the more real, so he opted not to. "So, where does your mom work, exactly?" He asked curiously, anxious to change the subject, remembering the boy mention that she worked late. Maybe she worked with the police station or something.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 15, 2017 21:25:49 GMT -5
(yeah they know. its been a weird on and off crush for like 5 years? it'll be fine i just. need some time. it really caught me off guard.)
"She works over at the hospital. She's been there forever," Quentin said, glancing at Simon before getting his eyes back on the road. "I wouldn't be able too but she really likes her job. To each their own I guess." He gave a partial shrug. Soon they made it to his house and he pulled into the driveway, shutting off his car and taking a moment to just look over at Simon, smiling softly before he got out of his car.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 15, 2017 21:33:42 GMT -5
(Still sucks man :/ )
"mm," Simon mumbled, wondering if he'd ever meet her during the next year, although he didn't hear the last part of his sentence, fatigue taking over and he fell asleep, only jolting awake when the car came to a stop. The boy blinked in amazement- thats never happened before. He usually could never sleep in a car, the thought of being asleep and getting in a crash was honestly one of his biggest fears so he was always alert in cars. Must be the meds. He thought groggily before getting out of the car, looking up at Quens house for a moment before following him. "Is she here now?" He asked quietly as they approached the door, hands stuffed in his sweater (this one was black and it said "I'm a drummer, whats your super power?), deciding it would be best not to walk into his house, holding hands with Quen when he first met Quens mom. He felt a small bit of fear in his chest, unsure why he was nervous but nervous nonetheless.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 16, 2017 21:46:06 GMT -5
Quentin bit the inside of his cheek, feeling a rush of..pity? Sympathy? He tried not to let it overwhelm though, getting out of his car and heading to the front door. Before he opened it he flashed Simon a smile, leaning over to press a quick kiss to his forehead. When he opened the door the first person he saw was Edil, his brother flashing him a look when he saw Simon behind him. Quentin merely rolled his eyes and kicked off his shoes. There was a bit of clatter in the kitchen, his mom must have started getting food together already, this is where he froze up a bit, he'd never really been in this situation before.
He supposed it was just easiest to dive right in. Besides, his mom had heard the door, moving to peek out from the kitchen, flashing them a wide smile. Elena waved a hello, on nights like this it was usually quiet aside from the tv or radio. The family usually hung out -- only using sign. Even as Elena's kids got older they were just..closer than most family's. 'You must be Simon,' she signed, though there was a knowing smile on her face now.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 16, 2017 21:56:33 GMT -5
Simon gave Edil a quick wave, offering him a grin, honestly enjoying the quiet in the house. It was a comfortable silence, not one that was so tense that one could cut a knife with. The boy leaned down, untying his shoes and taking them off, setting the shoes next to Quens, his demeanor changing into the polite, southern kid he was raised to be. He glanced up when he saw movement in the kitchen, straightening himself up immediately, offering his mom a grin.
'yes. It's nice to meet you,' He responded immediately, although she looked... familiar. His eyes squinted momentarily, trying to figure out where exactly he'd seen her before, but the look quickly passed, a smile returning onto his face. 'The food smells nice.' He added, the sign coming naturally to him, his back still rigid and tense, all of a sudden a hundred times more nervous than he had been with other parents.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 16, 2017 22:10:11 GMT -5
'Thanks, it will be done in an hour or so. You boys feel free to go goof off until it's done,' Elene signed before stepping back into the kitchen. The real question would be whether or not Simon would realize the two had already met. She hadn't been able to tell Quentin yet, and it would wait until after Simon went home. There was no need to embarrass the boy.
When their mom left the front room Edil turned to Quentin, signing at an almost unrealistic speed. But Quentin didn't trip up at all, reading it easily. 'Yeah goof off. Or make out with your boyfriend for half an hour,' there was a silent snicker after before Edil ducked away, skipping over steps as he went to his room, sticking his tongue out after Quentin sent a rude gesture his way.
'Sorry about him,' Quentin signed, hands close to his body, cheeks pink.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 16, 2017 22:21:26 GMT -5
'Thank you, ma'am, ' He responded with a small smile, still trying to figure out where he'd seen her before, but his attention quickly was averted, eyes glancing over to Edil, he couldn't help smirk, reading what he was signing. He relaxed a little, opting to not respond to Edil's snarky comment, instead he started laughing, it was a silent one, his shoulders shaking as he chuckled, remembering the last time he was over and Edil caught them. Now, he wouldn't be opposed to that suggestion, he knew he couldn't. Simon glanced over at Quen, the amusement plastered all over his face.
'It is tempting,' He responded with a small grin, feeling more alert, the adrenaline from the nerves waking him up. His eyes moved up to the staircase, to where Quens room was, although he was just teasing. 'He's pretty funny,' He added, leaning against the stairwell, keeping his own hands close to his body so they could speak, just the two of them.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 16, 2017 22:44:12 GMT -5
Raising his eyes Quentin looked at Simon, his blush intensifying with Simon's response and he hid behind his hands briefly. 'Don't encourage him, he seems so sweet and innocent but he's the worst,' he signed with a breathy laugh. With that he started to head up the stairs, glancing back at Simon once he'd reached the top before heading to his room.
'I'm older than him yet he's the one who teases me, it's an outrage,' he signed once Simon caught up to him, a silent chuckle following after.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 16, 2017 22:55:13 GMT -5
It took Simon a bit longer to get up the stairs, a little out of breath once he caught up to Quen, smirking at the blush on the boys face. He raised his eyebrows, watching Quens hands, before shaking his head, amused. This family dynamic sure was something else, and yet again Simon tried to imagine what it would be like if he and Aaron where that close, but couldn't find any plausible situation in which that could actually happen. He ran a hand through his hair, his shoulders shaking with silent laughter.
'Well, why don't you get some payback then?' He asked, the mischief clear on his face as they entered Quens room, and flopped onto his bed, the mischief still on his face, although now that he was sitting on the bed he felt a wave of tiredness wash over him.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 16, 2017 23:04:12 GMT -5
Quentin followed, falling back to lay on the bed next to where Simon sat. 'I'm too nice, how could I ever,' he signed back, grinning. Truth was, he totally did tease Edil, just less frequently. Edil was the more mischievous of the two, and besides that sometimes Quentin really was too nice to drive himself to tease his brother.
He rolled onto his side, looking up at Simon with a huge grin. Reaching out he brushed his hand over the top of Simon's before shifting again to lay on his back.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 16, 2017 23:16:25 GMT -5
'Teasing can be all in good fun sometimes,' Simon responded, leaning forward as Quens hand connected with his ,already becoming all too used to the boys touch already. His signing was becoming sloppy, now that he was becoming tired. The boy scooted closer to Quen, settling down on his shoulder, before signing, 'I'd kiss you if I could,' before his hands dropped, one below Quens neck and one looping over Quens stomach. He fell asleep fairly quickly after that, his last thought about how nice the boy smelled. (Sorry it's so short rip wanna skip to the dinner?)
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Post by antpelts on Mar 18, 2017 15:22:57 GMT -5
(sorry ill be on and off i messed up my knee last night and sure)
Quentin was roused from his half asleep state when Edil knocked on his door frame, peeking his head in and signing, 'dinner's down'. Blinking a few times and trying to sit up before realizing he was holding Simon. He briefly rubbed at his eyes before nudging Simon's shoulder softly, watching Edil head off to go downstairs. When he woke Simon he moved his arms away from the other to sign to him that the food was ready.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 18, 2017 15:35:31 GMT -5
(Aw man, that sucks! I hope your knee gets better I'll be on and off too cause I'm home and with family for today/ tomorrow.) At first when Simon woke up her buried his face back into Quens chest, this time being the one who didn't want to get up. After a gentle nudging the teen finally detangled himself from his boyfriend, reading the sign groggily before nodding, signing back 'ok,' and sitting up, looking slightly rumpled, smiling a little at Quen. He felt his stomach churn and he winced internally, realizing the anti nausea meds probably wore off in his sleep, and he couldn't help but become worried, leaning over and grabbing the small knapsack he brought with him, looking through it and finding the right bottle and taking out the necessary dosage, and glancing at Quen and signing 'could I have some water?' Sliding off of the bed and stretching a little.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 19, 2017 21:07:55 GMT -5
(crutches are the worst. sorry this is so short everything aches ugh.)
Quentin pulled himself off the bed, stretching with a quiet yawn. Looking back towards Simon he felt some combined pant of worry and sympathy. 'Yeah. Do you mind drinking after me?' He signed, moving to grab his water bottle -- he took it most places so he had it filled constantly so it was definitely fresh at least.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 20, 2017 21:41:29 GMT -5
(been a long day sorry about that. i just wrote a four page paper ugh.)
Quentin cracked a grin, moving to press a quick peck to Simon's forehead before he headed to the door, turning back so he could agree, 'let's.' He then headed downstairs to where Edil and his mom were setting the table. While his brother gave him that look his mother just gave him a smile, setting out the food. Once he'd finished Edil took his seat and Elena sat beside him. Quentin moved to sit across from his mom, nodding towards the empty seat for Simon. Even though it was only the three of them now they'd left the table set up so it could seat four.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 20, 2017 21:52:03 GMT -5
Simon smiled, leaning forward at the kiss, before following him down the stairs, trying to not feel as nervous as he actually neared the table, giving Edil and his mother a friendly smile, sitting down, keeping his back carefully straight and his hands in a carefully comfortable position, hoping he'd make a good impression on them. 'Thank you for having me over' He signed rapidly, grinning at them, thankful to be over. He was eyeing the tacos, which looked delicious. (ugh thats horrible)
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Post by antpelts on Mar 20, 2017 22:09:06 GMT -5
As soon as everyone was sitting Edil went straight for the food and Quentin just rolled his eyes. While Quentin was trying to reach the food to take it from Edil to serve him and Simon Elena gave a silent chuckle, looking over at Simon. 'Of course, Quentin has been texting me all about you,' she signed, chuckling again when her son didn't even notice what she had signed, as he'd finally snatched the taco meat from Edil, sticking his tongue out at him. He set the dish on the side of the table he and Simon were on, getting some soft taco shells then signed to Simon to get whatever shells he wanted before putting taco meat on the shells he'd taken.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 20, 2017 22:15:46 GMT -5
'All good things I hope' He responded, his own shoulders shaking with laughter when he noticed Quen wasn't paying attention, and then how he and his brother acted around each other. It was refreshing, how close the two were. Simon nodded, before grabbing a few hard taco shells for himself and piling the meat onto the tacos and taking an energetic bite out of it, enjoying the savory flavor of it, although it tasted a little strange, a little chemically, but he heard that was a side effect, so he wasn't too worried.
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