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Post by antpelts on Mar 21, 2017 18:54:26 GMT -5
Elena smiled, shaking her head as her sons messed around before getting her own food. Edil put obnoxious amounts of lettuce on his taco while Quentin just opted for cheese and sour cream. Quentin started eating and after a bit he gave Simon a closed mouth smile. 'How's school been for you boys?' Elena signed to Quentin and Simon, putting lettuce and tomatoes on her tacos.
(ugh i get an mri tomorrow.)
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 21, 2017 20:30:05 GMT -5
Horrible. Awkward. Would much rather just go to band and avoid everything else. Simon thought, before giving Quens mother a small smile, adding some more cheese to one of the tacos and a little bit of sour cream and finishing off one of the tacos before responding. 'Good. Music classes are by far the best, but the rest are decent,' He responded, before glancing at Quen, waiting for his response, wincing internally, feeling his stomach protest at the food. (ugh thats no fun :/ )
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Post by antpelts on Mar 22, 2017 17:06:05 GMT -5
(it wasnt bad. ill be at disney we leave tomorrow so i dont know how active ill be. if i can respond it will probably be from my phone so therell be a lack of formatting.)
Elena nodded a bit, 'yeah Quentin's always been like that. Loves band. School isn't forever though at least,' she knew the boy must have a lot going on. Though, she trusted that her son was there for him where Simon needed it most. Quentin merely nodded too, noticing Simon looking to him. He moved a hand to rest lightly on Simon's knee lightly, a slight contact to hopefully help the sense of tenseness he'd gotten from his boyfriend.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 22, 2017 17:18:46 GMT -5
(ahhhh have so much fun!!!!! You should download the disney parks app so you can watch lines and stuff! And eat churros and dole whip and have fun!Are you guys performing? )
'Yeah, that is something too look forward to. How was your work? Quentin says you work at the hospital?' He asked, changing the subject quickly, deciding to use Quens full name when talking to his mother. He paused, taking a bite of the last taco on his plate, forcing himself to swallow before glancing over to Quen for a moment, giving himself a small smile when he felt a hand on his knee, his face paling for a moment, but it was barely visible.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 22, 2017 17:45:32 GMT -5
(we are but i cant march because my leg. ill be in a wheelchair because well be there for hours and im on crutches so! but were doing workshops and ill play my baritone then)
Quentin's brows drew together and he moved to rub Simon's back gently before returning to his own food. 'Yeah, I do. It's been pretty normal, normal meaning pretty hectic but nothing really out of the ordinary. You meet a lot of interesting people though,' she'd noticed Simon's discomfort but wasn't entirely sure how to approach it. She didn't want to single him out in front of her sons but she gave him a soft look. Quentin mostly finished his food but left some of it untouched, scattered on his plate, his silent way of letting Simon know he didn't need to eat more than he could stomach.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 22, 2017 18:04:23 GMT -5
( that's still pretty neat tho!!) Simon flashed Quen a reassuring look, as if to try to tell him he was alright. Was he lying about that? Yes, just a little bit but he really didn't want Quen- or his mom, for that matter, to worry about him. The hand on his back just made things worse, but he just smiled at Elena before responding, 'that does sound pretty neat! What specialty do you work in?' He asked, genuinely interested, trying to ignore the look she was giving him, it was soft, but he couldn't help but feel like was a knowing look too.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 22, 2017 21:59:21 GMT -5
'Oh, just as a nurse, nothing too special,' Elena signed, she didn't want to give too many details, lest Simon realize the two had already met. 'When you boys are done feel free to run off, Edil will help me clean up,' she continued. Quentin's brother was in the middle of grabbing another taco -- he always slept in past breakfast and was more hungry than the others once he finally woke up. Quentin leaned back in his chair a bit, glancing at Simon, in a way asking if he was done, silently.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 22, 2017 22:04:17 GMT -5
'Nurses are the best,' He responded with a grin, thinking about how it seemed to be the nurses that kept everything running. He squinted his eyes, trying to remember the nurse who helped him yesterday, he always tried his best to remember their names, but he was in such a fog that he couldn't even remember the voice, let alone the face. 'Are you sure? I can always help,' He offered, face going a bit more pale as he tried to ignore the nausea, wanting to be helpful.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 22, 2017 22:06:50 GMT -5
'It's okay, there's not too much to clean. You two just go hang out,' she signed, smiling at him. Quentin stood up, pushing his chair back in, waiting from Simon before he started to walk away. Briefly he let his hand brush Simon's shoulder -- he wanted to help but he wasn't sure what would be an appreciated action. So he settled for just a passing touch.
(sorry its short im packing)
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 22, 2017 22:18:52 GMT -5
( Lol packings more important!)
'If you say so, well thank you very much, it was delicious,' He responded, returning the grin, happy about how kind she was. Suddenly his face turned about as white as a sheet, and he felt like he was about to lose it. 'I'm sorry, but where is your bathroom?' He signed rapidly, looking horrified as he asked the question. He most certainly did not want Quens mother to think that he thought that her food was horrible, it wasn't that case whatsoever. He scrunched up his face, pushing his glasses up on his face, clearly uncomfortable.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 23, 2017 16:51:48 GMT -5
(i leave soon ahhh. got a knee brace and torn acl.)
Quentin took over before his mom could respond, a hand gently touching the small of Simon's back briefly as he pointed his towards the bathroom. Turning away from his mom he signed to him, 'tell me if you need anything,' after Simon had took anti-nausea pills he almost expected this so he was ready to sit there and rub his boyfriend's back if that's what he needed, whatever was needed. 'Don't feel bad,' he signed, out of sight of his family, 'thanks for coming in the first place.' He gave Simon a reassuring smile.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 23, 2017 17:21:10 GMT -5
(eugh a torn acl?? and also SO EXCITING omg!!)
Simon gave Quentin a tightlipped smile, before signing, 'thank you,' and rushing off to where he pointed, closing the door quickly and with a soft click, trying to regain any normal feeling in his stomach. He leaned against the wood for a moment, taking a few deep breaths before realizing it was futile and ultimately losing anything he ate since lunch. Simon let out a soft, irritated groan, wondering why he thought it would have been a good idea in the first place to come over and eat on his first day, hoping his mother wasn't too offended by this. The curly haired boy finally leaned back after what seemed like an eternity to him, flushing twice (remembering what the nurses had told him before he left), and leaned against the wall, considering staying until he didn't hear anyone out in the house and slipping away, deciding he'd probably die of embarrassment because of this incident.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 29, 2017 19:55:14 GMT -5
(im h om e)
Edil had went off to his room after cleaning up, Elena off to her office to work on some stuff. Quentin lingered in the living room, on the sofa. He scrolled through his phone with one hand, the other tapping against the sofa's arm. Worry coursed through him, he couldn't help it, he was just a worrier.
(sorry its short ive been exhausted for days)
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Post by antpelts on Mar 30, 2017 22:26:13 GMT -5
(it was good like i still got upset and in mini arguments but. sadly it was just in a tense timeframe. we had good times though and my bff telling me how he appreciates me has helped lately even with the rockiness. im just tired a lot after it and now i need surgery on my knee.)
Quentin heard the door and perked up from where he was on the couch, though the door was behind him. He felt stuck in place, not turning to look at Simon. He hoped his boyfriend would approach him but he sat where he was, just up straighter now after he'd heard the door. Locking his phone he set it down on his thigh, fingers continuing to drum against the arm rest.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 30, 2017 22:35:44 GMT -5
(I sorry D: band trips can get super stressful tbh Also yikes when are you getting the surgery )
Simon froze for a moment,before noticing that Quen was settled on the couch, and let out a soft sigh, unsure how to exactly approach him after he disappeared for a half hour. He quietly made his way over the the couch, settling down next to the curly haired boy, turning to him and signing, Hey, looking almost sheepish as he did so. He felt exhausted, but wanted to stay up with Quen for just a little longer, talk, probably apologize.
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Post by antpelts on Apr 2, 2017 20:12:00 GMT -5
(hopefully asap. sorry for the absence!)
Quentin raised his eyes, turning to look at Simon. He wasn't able to keep the flash of concern -- the curve of his eyebrows -- from showing but he could manage a smile. Reaching out a hand he brushed his boyfriend's hair from his forehead, lingering briefly before pulling back. 'Hey,' he signed back, gaze soft. He raised his hands, as if to sign more, maybe to ask him if he was okay. But asking questions you could guess the answers too usually did more harm than good so instead he reached out to cup Simon's face gently, brushing a thumb over his cheek, giving him a reassuring smile.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Apr 2, 2017 20:22:00 GMT -5
(Let's hope so!!)
The teen lifted his own hand to touch Quens, a small smile touching his face, seeing how worried his boy friend looked. 'Don't worry about me, I'll be alright,' he signed with shaking hands, before gently taking away the hands off of his cheeks, not wanting the boy to become incredibly worried. He took his free hand and brushed the curls away from Quens forhead, before continuing to sign. 'I'm sorry to make you so worried,' looking embarassed, knowing he'd have to explain to his mother as well.
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Post by antpelts on Apr 4, 2017 21:29:29 GMT -5
Quentin leaned against Simon's brief touch, letting his shoulders relax. 'Don't apologize, it's not your fault. I just worry,' he signed. Pausing, he bit the inside of his cheek before continuing on, 'I'm a worrier. It's what I do.' He wasn't sure how -- but he'd hoped that at least make Simon feel less guilty, anything could make Quentin worry. Generally he was just an anxiety riddled person, while most of it stemmed from his care for others it also was just general.
(sorry sat tomorrow. im fried.)
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Post by sweetclover1 on Apr 4, 2017 21:36:40 GMT -5
(eugh SAT can be rough, but you got this!! Also I feel like something should happen but I don't know what- something angsty tho that will make their lives worse. )
Simon bit his lip, unsure about the boys response but then gave a small, slight nod, his curls bouncing lightly as he did so. The teen shifted for a moment, trying to think of ways for Quen to worry less, before begin to sign hesitantly, 'I know, I know- but I still hate to make you worry, just remind yourself I'll be alright if I'm starting to make you worry, okay?' He signed, blue eyes wide and ernest as he tried to ease the boys anxiety. He glanced at the time, letting out a soft sigh when he realized he'd have to get back home soon or else he'd be in trouble for sure- his older brother was a little snitch when it came to Shabbat, although he was the one who broke it the most.
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Post by antpelts on Apr 5, 2017 20:16:28 GMT -5
(y es. i live for angst.)
Quentin just gave a nod, letting his shoulders relax as he gave Simon a soft look. Gently, he moved his hands to take one of Simon's in his own. He brushed a thumb over the back of his boyfriend's hand, letting his eyes close for a moment. After he took a slow breath he opened his eyes to look up at Simon again, his eyes still didn't light up as much as they could as he smiled but the smile was genuine. Slowly, he pulled Simon's hand close to him, pressing a soft kiss against the back of it.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Apr 5, 2017 20:22:47 GMT -5
Simon gently pulled in the curly haired teen, wrapping his arms around him carefully and hugging him tightly, burying his face in his curls, closing his eyes and breathing him in quietly, feeling himself still shaking from being sick, knowing that's how it would be for awhile, but still trying to comfort Quen. He broke away, almost kissing the boy before remembering he couldn't, giving him a rueful smiling before explaining, 'I could get you sick if I kissed you,' his signing a little slower than usual. (What should we do lol.)
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Post by antpelts on Apr 8, 2017 21:34:55 GMT -5
(sorry ive been wild busy. maybe a death in the family or bullying or? whats angsty. ill reply asap too just wanted to let you know i didnt forget)
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Post by antpelts on Apr 11, 2017 21:42:38 GMT -5
(yeah ive been beyond swamped. maybe bullying? quentin could get bullied and tried to hide it from Simon?)
As Simon pulled Quentin towards him he felt himself relax, letting out a soft breath. Smiling, he briefly pressed his head to his boyfriend's shoulder. After they broke apart Quentin sat back up straighter, running a hand through his hair. 'It's okay,' he signed back, the soft touches would be enough until Simon felt better. 'You feeling tired?' He let his lips quirk into a small grin.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Apr 11, 2017 21:49:33 GMT -5
(Yeah thats a good idea ^^ and hey- its almost summer!! Thats something to look forward to!)
Simon felt his shoulders relax lightly at the small smile and gave a slight nod at the question, looking a little sheepish at admitting so. 'Yeah, a little,' He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck almost sheepishly, wishing he'd be able to stay the night again but knowing that it wouldn't be a good idea. He'd have to be home anyways, or else Aaron'd tell their mom and he'd be in a lot of trouble and he didn't have the energy to deal with that firestorm. 'I should probably get home- I have to be back before sunset,' he explained apologetically, his face scrunching up in distaste at the thought of actually going home. Once he got there, though, he'd escape to his room and try to sleep until his appointment the next morning.
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Post by antpelts on Apr 11, 2017 21:54:28 GMT -5
(true! though physical therapy sucks. but i do get to see my current partner twice this summer and the first time we'll meet is prom! and their other partner (who im close with) will also be there the first time!)
'I'll drive you know then,' Quentin signed, reaching out a hand to give Simon's cheek a playful pinch, a breath of a laugh falling from his lips as he smiled. 'Next time you're able to text me, let me know how you're doing,' he continued his signing before moving to pull his boyfriend close for a moment. He pressed a soft kiss into Simon's hair before he pulled away and stood up. He didn't want Simon to go but he'd live until the next time they saw each other. With that he moved to get his shoes on by the door.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Apr 11, 2017 22:03:28 GMT -5
(Oh thats awesome!!! The prom part, at least ^^ How often do you go to PT?)
'I will, I will, I promise,' He responded, swatting at him playfully at the pinch before following suite, glancing around as if to see if anyone else was around, a little nervous. He slipped his own shoes on, not exactly wanting to go but knowing he had to. He frowned- realizing that the water bottle he had drunk out of was one that Quen used all the time, not sure why he suddenly thought of it but the thought popped into his mind. Simon reached forward and tapped his shoulder, the frown on his face. 'Your water bottle- don't drink out of it before you clean it out a ton of times.' He warned, looking worried. 'I would ask your mom about how to clean it,' He added as they walked out of the house, shivering momentarily as he looped an arm around Quens.
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Post by antpelts on Apr 17, 2017 20:42:27 GMT -5
(i dont start for a little bit but ill be there 2/3 days a week. things are hectic after surgery i cant really get to my laptop rn.)
Quentin gave a few reassuring nods, keeping a smile off his face as he signed back that he'd make sure to clean the water bottle. The concern was just..almost endearing to Quentin, it made him nice to have that reminder that Simon cared for him. The small actions quieted any worries he could ever manage to have. Briefly he looped his arm with his boyfriend's, letting a grin cross his lips before he stopped to open the passenger door for Simon.
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