Welcome To Your New Home [Andy]

[Cain Redferne]

Cain twirled Andrew twice and laughed. ”I shall teach you everything I can to help you catch up. And thank you for trying. I can’t ask you to do more than try. And if you want to cook, by all means, go ahead. I do want to try your cooking.“

[/b] he said and just smiled. Then he laughed when Andrew said that he was buying an apron and was asking what kind of apron, Cain just had to smirk. ”How about the pink with flowers? I did wonder how you look in pink. Now I have to wait and see how you look in floral.” Cain said with a smirk. He was going to enjoy having Andrew living in the same house as him. However, the driving to school and home was going to be discussed soon so it would be out of the way and they could focus on other things than thinking of transportation.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color]

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[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Clicky!
Notes[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Welcome To Your New Home[/i]
Tagged[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Andrew Locke[/i]
Song[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Come Home – One Republic[/i]
Credit[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Desty~![/center]

[andrew jason locke]

Andrew had to giggle a bit when he was twirled around. He'd danced a lot recently, having come to this town, with Maggie briefly, and then with Nat. None of those were serious or anything, but neither was this. Still, it made his gut ache with butterflies. Maybe he was born to be gay or something. Or should've been a girl. Whatever. The world could judge them, but Andrew wouldn't care. This was where he belonged. Even if it did result in him giggling occasionally.

"Pink it is then. Mind, I think my complexion is better with peach. Not many people can pull off oranges, you know." These little chats and back-and-forth jokes were wonderful. Easy. Light. Andrew missed them so desperately in ways he didn't even know. Before now he'd been dead, and now he was living.

"You should feel lucky that your lover is so amazing like that," he continued. Then he realized the word had slipped off his tongue without his notice. He stopped for a half a second to contemplate it, then just grinned at his lover.

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[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- ---l[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Cain[/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]

[Cain Redferne]

Cain was stunned a little when Andrew said 'lover'. Cain didn't know whether to kiss the teen or hold him close. He smiled and gave him a kiss then held him close. ”Yes, I am indeed lucky to have such an amazing lover as you are. And no matter what you wear, in my eyes, you will always look good. Remember that.”

[/b] Cain said as he cupped Andy's face in his hands and kissed him again.

”So, how do you like it here? Will you stay with me?” Cain asked again,just wanting to hear Andrew say it even if he knew already what the answer was going to be.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color]

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[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Clicky!
Notes[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Welcome To Your New Home[/i]
Tagged[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Andrew Locke[/i]
Song[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Come Home – One Republic[/i]
Credit[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Desty~![/center]

[andrew jason locke]

Andrew smiled back so trustingly, so pleased like nothing he'd expected. He loved these hands around his face, these fingers that touched him so gently, and especially these lips that craved his own. They were his the same way his were theirs.

Kissing them back greedily, Andrew waited until he needed air to let go and respond. "What, like I'd leave? Yeah, right! No way, I'm staying even if you try to throw me out." Mind, he probably had no chance if Cain actually wanted him out of the house, but considering Cain was the one who was offering, he wasn't worried.

The time. The fucking time. It was late, the sun had set awhile ago, and he had stupid school the next day. Which he'd promised he'd attend. Well, at least they had time to discuss everything else in the future. Motioning to the clock on the wall, Andrew glided over towards the bedroom which he assumed he was sharing, hoping Cain would follow quickly.

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The next day, Andrew shuffled back home in extreme pain. That fucker Tobias had fucking made a mess of him, first doing...something that made his insides feel like they were boiling, then making him suffocate and drown at the same time, then finally finishing by cutting his fucking back open. All the while telling he didn't deserve to be in a relationship with Cain. Fucker. Who the hell did he think he was, huh? Andrew had dealt with some screwed-up bastards in his time, but this guy took the cake: he was a seriously first-class dickwad.

Mentally swearing his way back and killing Toby in his mind, Andrew tried to hide the blood all over his shirt from bystanders who enjoyed staring at him. Yes, he looked like a freak. But it wasn't his fault or anything.

Somehow managing to make it home without anyone really butting their nose in, Andrew slipped in the back door. One of the many bonuses about being in a relationship was that you tended to know where your lover is at any point in time. Like right now, there was no way Cain was in the upstairs bathroom. Quietly as he could, Andrew slipped upstairs and locked himself in said bathroom to throw on a clean shirt, burn the bloody one and address the wounds.

Lucky for him, Andrew was unnaturally fast in healing. Must have been all those fights in the streets, because the giant cut down his back had already closed up enough to stop bleeding. Dizzy from blood loss, Andrew wrapped some cloth around it as best as he could and threw on the clean shirt, hoping and praying Cain wouldn't find out.

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[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- gahh this is seriously long hahal[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Cain[/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]

[Cain Redferne]

Cain was glad that Andrew was happy with him. He never thought he'd meet anyone who would be able to look pass his cold front and see him as Cain and not as a Redferne. Not as a man with a horribly abused childhood but as someone who had grown up and learned. ”I'd never let you leave. It would be like throwing away the very reason I smile and want to live. You are that reason now and I don't want to throw it away.”

[/b]

Cain drove home, having a horrible day as he had to face a more hormonal crowd of teenagers who are all beings of some kind. Even those who weren't registered for his class came and sat in just to stare at him. It was nearly night and he had to buy dinner since he was too tired to cook. And he didn't want to use magic to cook because he knew the taste would be altered.

He parked the car and went down. He walked to the door, fished his keys out and unlocked the front door. Cain was a skilled sorcerer but he was totally drained and even opening the door by magic was already tiring him out. He went in and clocked the door behind him. ”Andrew? Are you home? I brought dinner. Hope you haven't eaten yet.” he said as he placed down his bag, took of his jacket, hanging it in the closet, and heading to the kitchen to place the food in plates and bowls.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color]

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[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Clicky!
Notes[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Welcome To Your New Home[/i]
Tagged[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Andrew Locke[/i]
Song[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Come Home – One Republic[/i]
Credit[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Desty~![/center]

[andrew jason locke]

Every little voice in Andrew's head, all the little angels and demons on his shoulder or whatever, were telling him Cain would find out. That hiding was a mistake and would lead to fighting. But his fairy-tale romance was a glass sculpture, beautiful and shallow and frail. This one little thing could drop it to the ground and shatter it forever. Or that's what Andrew felt like.

It wasn't as if he didn't trust Cain - no, far from that! It was just...they had only barely met. Romeo and Juliet. Every action was worth to them a thousand that a veteran couple might experience, because they had no history, no roots to draw on. Nothing to back it up. So if the glass did fall, who would sweep it up? Rather, everyone else would brush it aside, break it further, would ruin his fairy-tale glass sculpture that was his most valuable possession. And that scared Andrew more than anything.

So he lied. He could hear Cain walking through the door, putting down what must have been groceries of some kind, like any normal day, calling to him. At least there was no trail of blood for him to find, like there would have been if the bleeding hadn't stopped.

"Yeah, here. Bathroom. Haven't eaten yet. Uhm..I'm taking a bath, don't wait up for me?" He yelled back. It was a crappy lie, but it might buy him some time. Probably not though. Cain was too smart for his own good.

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Outfit

[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- ---[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Cain~[/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]

[Cain Redferne]

Cain was pulling out plates and bowls from the cupboards, smiling to himself when he heard Andrew's voice. Don't wait up for him? Cain was hoping to have dinner with him after a tiring day.No, he'd wait. ”It's alright, I'll wait til your done. I need to print out a few articles in my study so I'll wait.”

[/b] he said as he placed all the plates, glasses, silverware, and the food in the dinning table before heading to his study to leave his things and print out his lesson for the next day. It was a bit strange that Andrew told him to go on ahead but Cain didn't place too much thought on it. Yet.

After he had left the printer to just continue printing his lesson, he decided to go upstairs and change before having dinner. ”I'm heading up to change. Take your time in the bathroom.” he said as he slowly climbed up the stairs, feeling a bit edgy. Why was he having a strange feeling that something was wrong?[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color]

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[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Clicky!
Notes[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Welcome To Your New Home[/i]
Tagged[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Andrew Locke[/i]
Song[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Come Home – One Republic[/i]
Credit[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Desty~![/center]

[andrew jason locke]

Andrew felt horrible for lying, which was weird, sort of. There hadn't been a day since the incident that he'd not lied, and no one he hadn't lied to. Most everything he did felt like one big, fat lie that loaded up to be a huge abyss of lies. It sucked, but it made things easier in the long run. But he hadn't lied to Cain before, and wasn't like he wanted to start on it now. But there wasn't much choice, because it was better to lie than to destroy everything.

Turning on the bathwater to decrease the level of auspiciousness that he was causing, Andrew stripped and stepped in the bath. The hot water was just incredible. You should never underestimate the power of warm water after a long day of actually attending classes and getting tortured to death by your new brother-in-law-to-be. If that's what you could call it. The bubbles smelled wonderful, and Andrew sunk into the growing water level to relax. It kept his mind off the fact that he was leaving poor Cain to himself. If anything, he also felt bad about supper. Cain was a busy man - Andrew couldn't understand how he could manage to deal with middle-and-high school level kids on a daily basis. So, food was probably a miniature savior in his eyes. But he would wait for Andrew. It was touching, but if anything, it just made him feel worse.

After almost an hour of semi-conscious bath stupor, Andrew summoned the courage to drain the water and get dressed again. Lady Luck needed to stay with him now. Because otherwise Cain was certain to find out. And nothing scared Andrew more than the thought of his reaction as he turned the bathroom doorknob and called, "Uhm, hey. I'm done in the bathroom. Got anything planned for supper?" He could only hope his voice wasn't shaking as much as he could swear it was.

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[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- gahh long again[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Cain~[/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]

[Cain Redferne]

Cain heard the water run down so he didn't bother to speak since Cain heard in Andrew's voice that something was wrong. He didn't want to have such talk when he wasn't facing the other to see if they were lying or not. He changed quickly and with little noise as possible and left the bedroom, heading back to the study to see if his printing was done or not. He sat down and took out his books from his back and looked at the lesson he was going to be giving the next day.

He pulled out a pad of paper and began listing questions for the quiz he was going to have before he would begin class. He was probably writing down question number fifteen when Andrew's broke the silence that had engulfed his whole study. He stopped writing when he heard the strange voice that he knew belonged to the teen yet it was also a voice that seemed to be hiding something.

”Everything is ready, all you have to do is come down and eat.“

[/b] he said as he went back to writing, hoping to finish all twenty questions before Andrew would come down the stairs and they proceed to eat. He didn't know what was wrong but he knew he was going to know what it was as they have dinner.

”I'm in the study, just go on ahead to the dining room and I'll be there in a bit.” Cain added as he was writing number eighteen. Two more to go.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color]

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[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Clicky!
Notes[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Welcome To Your New Home[/i]
Tagged[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Andrew Locke[/i]
Song[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Come Home – One Republic[/i]
Credit[/b]┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅Desty~![/center]

[andrew jason locke]

Andrew's hair was a complete mess. It was always darker while wet, so he appeared more of a dirty blonde than a bleach blonde. The water dripped from his face lazily, giving him the appearance of crying. The creases on his face from worry deepened to seem permanent. It was these sort of little things that he noticed as he stared into the mirror, hoping time would pass more slowly than it liked to. Time just generally hated him, after all. Someone had to contrast Lady Luck.

But dressed and ready as he was, he couldn't find it in him to leave the bathroom. Cain was simply too good, and this was breaking his heart. The thought of hurting Cain did that. So instead he spent another few minutes staring into the steam-filled mirror. After minutes that felt like seconds, and with a deep sigh, he turned back to the door. He couldn't hide any longer.

The doorknob hurt to turn. Heavy. Grasp it. Tilt your wrist 180. Push forward. With the final movement, the cool air hit his face suddenly in a way that seemed to only intensify his fear.

He made his way down the stairs as normally as he could: Cain was sure to hear any weird steps he might take. The table was full of food and set so sweetly Andrew almost cried at the sight of it. So kind, so thoughtful. But he couldn't made a sound. Instead, he thrust an angry fist in his mouth and bit it to control his emotions and pulled out his chair to sit down and fidget. Waiting until Cain came down was going to suck almost as actually talking to Cain.

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Outfit

[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- ---[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Cain~[/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]