OH LOOK IT'S DRAMARAMA

[halfcocked]

[which is to say that there isn't any period, for Devit, of wondering why Jasdero's not in bed with him. he can feel it as soon as he wakes up.

after crying it out some, stumbling his way towards the Churchshack. still crying it out, though.]


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[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[THERE'S THE CHURCHSHACK DEAD AHEAD]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[going to the door this time, and knocking]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[TAKING A FEW MOMENTS--then opening the door]

... Devit?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[IS A MESS. looks like he's been crying for a while after an aborted sleep attempt and a little sick to his stomach and hunched over and.]

He's gone.

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

He-- Jasdero?

[opening the door further, gesturing him inside]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[nods and makes a noise like he might answer, but it gets lost in more crying]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[pulling him inside, putting an arm around his shoulders]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[clinging immediately, desperately] Hakurennnnn.

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[hugging him, letting him cry :x]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[crying hard, loudly, clinging and rubbing his face into Hakuren's shoulder]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[shushing a little, rubbing his back]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Nnnnnnhh . . . [just holding on, getting it all out]

S-sorry . . . I wanna lay down . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

That's fine--here, this way.

[leading him to his bedroom]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[suddenly, as they go in] Don't make me leave, don't leave me alone, please?!

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[blinks] You can stay as long as you need to.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Stay with me?

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

As long as you need me.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Love you . . .

[crawling into bed]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[sitting beside him, petting his hair quietly]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[draping in his lap, not crying anymore, for now]

. . . It hurts.

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

I know. I'm sorry.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

I can't stop it . . . I just feel . . . all messed up inside. Sometimes I feel like it's not as bad as it was the first two times but that kinda makes me feel worse, you know?

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

You're getting used to it. I wish you didn't need to develop that, though.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

I can't--I don't wanna get used to it, isn't that wrong!?

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

No one ever does, I think. But that's part of human nature.