OOM: Dinner
Jun. 28th, 2006 11:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Ramon is so glad to get out of the museum because there's only so much culture a man can take, especially when you can't draw attention by exhibiting 'inappropriate' behaviour. Dinner's booked at an upmarket resturant a couple of miles away and he's quiet for most of the ride over. Just takes Random's hand in the back of the darkened limo and watches the city go by.
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Date: 2006-06-20 02:45 am (UTC)'I don't want you to go. I know you will, and I know you have to and it's OK and all of that. I know you'll come back. But I just want you to hear it, so that you know that I'm not sending off lightly and not caring - I don't want you to go.'
He had to say it. Just so he knew.
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Date: 2006-06-20 03:04 am (UTC)But some things you can't change.
Random is shaking underneath him.
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Date: 2006-06-20 03:12 am (UTC)'Come here. Please.'
He wants to hold him until he stops shaking. He can't do that if he's fucking him as well.
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Date: 2006-06-20 03:19 am (UTC)He rolls with him, resting against him and taking deep breaths.
"I don't want to go. I don't want to go. I don't want to."
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Date: 2006-06-20 03:25 am (UTC)'I don't want you to either.'
In this case, it doesn't actually matter what either of them want. Knowing that doesn't help.
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Date: 2006-06-20 03:35 am (UTC)The months won't treat him well.
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Date: 2006-06-20 03:40 am (UTC)...and then stops, because it hurts too much. He just concentrates on Random instead, desperately trying to memorise evry movement of his body. Just in case something should happen.
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Date: 2006-06-20 03:47 am (UTC)"Oh God."
It hurts. So badly.
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Date: 2006-06-20 03:52 am (UTC)It's awful to see, awful to feel. And he doesn't know what to do. He tries to not let him curl, tries to just make him hang on to him by pulling him close and holding on, murmuring quiet words in his hair.
'Just remember that you'll be back and I'm not going anywhere. I'll go to Haven with Martin. Just...I don't know. Think of us there and waiting for you and it's our anniverary soon so you have to be back for that and please just calm down down Random, please. I love you.'
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Date: 2006-06-20 03:58 am (UTC)"I'm so tired."
His voice cracks.
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:08 am (UTC)His voice is soft, he doesn't trust it to be louder in case he ends up following Random's example.
'Sleep, and I'll hold you. It'll be better in the morning.'
No it won't. It'll be worse, but that can be dealt with when it happens.
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:13 am (UTC)Desperate. Fingers clutching in the sheets.
"No, want every minute with you. Want you to h-hold me. Please kiss me, just once more, then I will."
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:19 am (UTC)'Don't sleep then. I don't know. No, do. It'll be better for you - please don't cry anymore. I'm not letting you go, not until I have to.'
He prises one of Random's hands free from the sheets, pulling it to his lips to kiss it and then holding on to it as he kisses his mouth again.
'...love you.'
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:23 am (UTC)He swallows, and blinks away more tears, and does try, because he loves him very much.
"God. Please. I love you. I do."
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:27 am (UTC)'I know. I know. It's OK. Just...please, it's OK. We'll be alright.'
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:38 am (UTC)He sighs, takes a deep breath, and sighs again.
"Oh God. Oh Ramon."
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:43 am (UTC)There's not a thing he can say now. He can only hold him and stay awake for these last hours and silently plead to something that Random comes back to him, that nothing will change, that he hasn't lost him forever. Because a third person in thie relationship just wouldn't work and hr has to admit to himself that he's scared.
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:45 am (UTC)Eyes close tight, and his head rests on Ramon's shoulder.
"Sleeping now, kay?"
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:50 am (UTC)A last kiss pressed to his head and fingers work their way into his hair.
'I'll see you in the morning. Night baby.'
He'll see him right now too. He won't be sleeping. He has to make sure his arms are tight around him all night, after all.
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Date: 2006-06-20 05:07 am (UTC)When his eyes close, sleep is a long time coming.
What else could you expect?