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Post by Amos Vang on Apr 6, 2017 19:03:55 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos chuckled a bit at how some sort of adorable his boyfriend was being. Not knowing how to eat a sloppy burger? Really? Well, there was a first time for everything. Besides, he guessed that they had only ever gone out to places that actually used silverware, unlike this place. He smiled a bit as Michael moved over by him and he picked up his burger with both of his hands. "See? Like a sandwich. Only... Bigger. Sometimes you gotta squish it a bit so that you can actually fit it in your mouth." He smiled again and took a rather big bite, not shy at all about eating. "Come on.." He muttered, swallowing what was left in his mouth. "You try?"
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 6, 2017 20:49:26 GMT
Michael watched as Amos picked up the burger in both hands to show him how to eat it. Squish it? "But... Wouldn't that just make a bigger mess?" He asked as Amos took a big bite out of the burger and ate that. He shook his head a little and glanced down at his own burger and carefully picked it up and just held it over the plate. He glanced towards his boyfriend briefly before looking back to the burger, almost uncertain on what to do. But he leaned forward a little as he brought it up to his mouth to take a bit out of it. He blinked a little in surprise and ate his bite before he placed his burger down on the plate a bit and licked his lips, reaching for another napkin to clean his hand. "That's..." He trailed off, not exactly able to find a word for it as he stared at the burger in thought for a few moments - as if it could just randomly give him a word. He glanced towards his boyfriend and pointed towards the burger a bit, his head tilting to the side a little. "Is this really what a burger is like?" Word count: --- Tag: Amos Vang
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Post by Amos Vang on Apr 6, 2017 21:19:16 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos just watched him for a little bit, a soft smile on his lips. But that smile faded quickly as Michael returned the burger to the plate and cleaned himself off. The questions caught him a little off guard as well, and he tilted his head to the side a bit. "Do you... Not like it?" He blinked a bit and put his own burger down. "I can get you something else if you'd like? I.. The pasta is pretty good, if you'd rather have that. Or.. Maybe a sandwich?" The albino was totally prepared to get up and get him something else if that was what he wanted.
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 6, 2017 21:41:36 GMT
Michael blinked at Amos' words of him not liking it possibly, soon shaking his head quickly. "No, no!" He spoke, wrapping an arm around his boyfriend's waist and pulled him close to his side. "Amos, the burger is fine! I was just not expecting it to taste as such!" He told him with a small chuckle, kissing his cheek. He lifted his other hand to gently grab his chin to make him look towards him, giving his boyfriend a smile. "It's still new to me, Amos. And I'm someone who isn't used to messy foods like yourself." He told him before he gave him a kiss and pulled back after about a minute. "I like it, and I will continue to eat it." Word count: --- Tag: Amos Vang
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Post by Amos Vang on Apr 6, 2017 22:22:50 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] The albino blushed quite a bit at the kiss to his cheek. "Oh.. Okay. I'm glad you like it." He smiled a bit, but was caught a bit off guard by the blonde kissing him. Here.. Of all places. Oh dear gods. He was not going to hear the end of that when it came down to it. If anyone had seen him... Amos blushed rather darkly before looking around to see whether or not people had seen that. Which, by the look on the waitress's face... Oh dear gods.
"Err... That's great. Heheh..." A sheepish smile crossed his face. But it soon fell away as his boss came out to them, a young girl with dark hair and pigtails pouting beside him. Well, at least he had been right about that.
"Caught this little one digging in my dumpster. You don't happen to know her do you?" His boss raised an eyebrow, a coy smile on his face. The girl had reminded him so much of her brother, that there was really no doubting that. "Come on little one, sit down. I'll getcha some real food, hmm?"
"Thanks, boss." Amos mentioned, pushing his plate across to his sister.
"Wait. Boss? You work here?" Lily seemed fairly surprised before huffing and pushing the plate back at him. "I don't want your stupid charity!" She crossed her arms and huffed again, pouting and staring out the window. "Did you come here on purpose?"
"I figure you'd get the same information I did and you'd wind up here. So.. Yes. I figured we could just wait for you to show up like all the rest of the kids." Amos shrugged and took his plate back. "You really should eat something though."
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 7, 2017 3:09:59 GMT
Michael smiled to Amos as he spotted that sheepish smile on his face until it was dropped. His own vanished and he glanced over to where that old man and the girl were, the blonde soon pulling his arm away as he leaned back against the seat a bit. However he shifted his arm to rest it along the back of the seat of the booth, just behind Amos' shoulders to where he would be leaning back against his arm, and potentially side of his chest, if he so chose to lean back. He watched their interaction with one another before he sighed and shook his head a little. "Look kid, if you're hungry enough to dig through garbage then you shouldn't be a damn idiot to refuse food when it's given to you. Now either take it and eat it or just be quiet and quit complaining when your brother or anyone else tries to help you." He spoke, his eyes snapping over to the girl with his infamous look he had normally worn most of the time before dating the albino. "Don't even dare try snapping back at me or act like a brat. Eat your gods damned food already." He added before she could even try to say something in return to him, his body language and posture falling back a bit to how one of the mafia, or perhaps yakuza for the girl, would normally behave and hold themselves. "Don't reject help from your own kin, no matter how small it can be." Word count: --- Tag: Amos Vang
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Post by Amos Vang on Apr 7, 2017 15:34:28 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] The girl shouted something in Japanese at the blonde before standing up and making her way off towards the bathrooms, not really caring about how he held himself. He was no threat to her, after all, if he was going to do something, he would've done it by now. Amos sighed and shook his head. At least he knew she couldn't just sneak out of there. There were no windows to squeeze through, and he could see the doors from where they sat. Amos poked around at his plate a bit, trying to figure out how he was even going to deal with these two. Michael didn't exactly have the tact to deal with the girl. Not that he really did either.
"I'm starting to wonder how my boss ever put up with me..." He muttered before leaning back a bit, a small little smile on his face. "I was really no different. If not worse than she is." He shook his head and leaned it back against the booth, closing his eyes for a moment. "It's about pride. Honor. Things we were taught to uphold even in the hardest of times. Earning it for yourself instead of being given handouts." Yeah, that sounded a lot like the certain albino. "Sure, digging through the trash is gros and all, but at least you've earned your meal. It wasn't given to you. Cuz if it was, and other street kids found out? They'd beat the shit out of you for being too weak to fend for yourself."
He sat forward again and leaned against Michael's shoulder. "When I first got here, the boss tried feeding me. I got so mad I literally threw the plate at him and left. It didn't matter that I was starving... Over time, I grew to trust him enough. I wouldn't eat off the plate when he was around, but he'd leave me alone for awhile, come back and everything would be gone. And eventually I started working here to pay for the food that I ate. He didn't want me to worry about it, but I had to do something. I started by just scrubbing floors, making sure the tables were clean, doing the dishes. That sort of stuff." He shrugged a bit. "Still.. I can't get over that pride. Maybe it's one of my flaws. I mean.. I never let you pay for anything or spoil me in any way. I want to earn it myself, rather than rely on the fact that you have money. But... I know she doesn't see that. She only sees that I'm doing well, and that you have money. She probably just assumes that I'm taking advantage of that, and have forgotten what it's like. But I haven't."
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 7, 2017 18:33:36 GMT
A sigh came from the blonde teen as the girl shouted something in Japanese before getting up and making her way towards where the bathroom supposedly was. He reached a hand towards his plate and plucked a fry from it and began to nibble on it. Though his attention was drawn over to his boyfriend as he spoke. He was quiet as he just let the albino speak, practically explaining why his sister acted the way she did. He shifted where he sat slightly as he grabbed another fry and then tilted his head to gently press it against his boyfriend's when he leaned back against his shoulder. Again he was quiet as he explained how he used to be as well as how he could be currently. Michael nodded a little and leaned forward a little to grab his shake and then leaned back once more and kissed his boyfriend's head. "I see... Well, maybe we should try to win her trust then? Get her to thinking she's earning some things as well." He spoke, shrugging a little before he put the straw in his mouth and sucked some of his milkshake a bit. He then glanced at his boyfriend and lowered his milkshake to rest it against his leg, ignoring how the cold seeped through his pants. "Hey... If you have any ideas on what to do.. I'm willing to help." He spoke to him quietly, nuzzling his head against the albino's gently. Word count: --- Tag: Amos Vang
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Post by Amos Vang on Apr 7, 2017 19:23:27 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos snuggled into his shoulder for a bit before pulling away and kissing his cheek. "Thank you, Michael... For... Understanding..." Or at least trying to. He knew that the blonde would never actually fully understand, as the mere thought of being homeless was probably so far fetched for him. Amos slid down and under the table before coming up on the other side. He wasn't going to ask Michael to move, but he figured he should check up on Lily anyways. He reached across the table and gently squeezed Michael's hand with a smile. "I really am glad to have you, you know..."
It was honestly really hard for him to leave that table. But he knew he had to, getting up and going to the bathrooms, peeking his head in before actually entering it. "Ri?"
"Go away!"
"Ri... Come on.. You have to talk to me."
"No! I hate you!"
"I know. And I'm not going to promise that I'm gonna be the best guy ever but... I want to try. Please Ri... Just let me try to be a good brother now?"
"No! I just wanna go home!"
Slowly Amos pushed the door open and crouched down to the trembling girl. So.. She didn't make any sound when she cried either it seemed. He sighed and pulled her against him. She struggled for awhile, but eventually she gave in and just curled up in his arms, still sobbing a bit. "It's going to be okay Ri... We'll.. Figure this out..."
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After a few moments, Amos and his sister both returned, holding hands as the girl was still wiping tears from her face before sitting down in the booth. Amos moved his milkshake over to her along with his plate and sat next to her and across from Michael. The girl waited a few moments before slowly eating the fries and the rest of the burger on the plate. Amos smiled a bit before reaching across the table again. "So... Ri... er.. Lily has agreed to come shopping with us. And then maybe we can all go somewhere fun?"
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 7, 2017 21:02:14 GMT
Michael smiled as Amos snuggled into his shoulder for a bit before pulling away and giving his cheek a kiss, which he leaned into a bit. "Always, Amos..." He responded to the thank you, warmth in his eyes before the blonde blinked and watched as the albino slipped under the table and appeared on the other side. Well then... Though at the albino's hand being reached across the table to grab his, Michael returned the gentle squeeze with a fond smile. "And I'm lucky to have you," he responded once more before he let him go. Michael sat back once more as he watched his boyfriend approach the bathroom and soon eventually looked down at his phone. ~~~~~~ A little bit of time later, Amos and his sister had approached the table once more. Michael looked up from eating his food carefully and watched them sit down on the other side of the table. A smile crossed his features as the girl had eventually begun to eat the food that was offered out to her, his attention moving back to Amos as he lifted a hand and laced his fingers with the albino's that was reached across the table. "That's good, I can call my driver to give us a ride. I'm... I don't want to walk all over the place all day.." He spoke, a sheepish expression crossing his features at what he admitted as well. He then glanced towards the girl, Lily, before looking back to Amos with a small tilt of his head. "Hmm... What about... The aquarium? I mean, it could be nice... Or we could just, I dunno... Go to the amusement park or even the boardwalk..." He mentioned, his face growing slightly red as he glanced down. Word count: --- Tag: Amos Vang
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Post by Amos Vang on Apr 7, 2017 21:55:02 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos chuckled a bit at the mention of not walking everywhere. But still, he cringed at the thought of being stuck in a car for the afternoon. "What do you think, Ri? Anywhere sound good to you?" He did seriously have to wonder if his sister was as iffy about car rides as he was.
"Mmm..." She mentioned something quietly in Japanese and shrunk a bit in the booth, finishing up what was left on the plate before folding her hands in her lap.
Amos sighed and looked towards his blushing boyfriend. "I guess she just wants to go back to the dorms or something if it's not too much trouble. Tired from... All of this. And the flight over and.. Everything.." He couldn't really blame the girl for that. But she says we can probably go tomorrow." He wasn't entirely sure why he was translating for the girl, even if her English wasn't the greatest, it was still somewhat clear. But he supposed she was probably just shy about it like he had been before he killed his accent.
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 7, 2017 22:56:12 GMT
Michael glanced between the albino and his sister, watching their interaction briefly before a smile crossed his features. He nodded and gave his boyfriend's hand a squeeze before he leaned back and released his hand. "Alright, that's understandable. We can take the car back to the dorm then. It'll be quicker." He mentioned, shifting in his seat before he went to slide out of the booth and stand. He stretched a little before he shifted his footing, glancing back to the other two. "Want to have dinner in my dorm tonight or..?" He asked, tilting his head to the side slightly as he lifted a hand to place it on the back of his neck. "But if you want to eat dinner in your dorm it's also fine, I've got work to do anyway." He added with a small nonchalant shrug. Word count: --- Tag: Amos Vang
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Post by Amos Vang on Apr 7, 2017 23:16:29 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos watched as Michael stood up, just letting his eyes traveling along him for a moment. "Dinner sounds alright to me. I'd be more than happy to cook for you if you wanted. Or.. We could order something maybe." He smiled a bit before turning to look at his sister. "Does that sound alright to you Ri?"
"Whatever..." The girl shrunk even more into the booth.
Amos shook his head a bit and looked back towards Michael. "Do you... Err.. I hate asking really but.. Can you keep an eye on her for a moment? I.. I really should get my check before we leave..." A sheepish little blush crossed his face. He hated the way that it sounded. Having Michael here at his work was weird enough, let alone picking up his paycheck. For whatever reason it made him feel... Exposed. Foolish... Poor. Still, he needed it.
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Apr 8, 2017 2:43:44 GMT
The French teen smiled and nodded his head from the albino's response to having dinner. He glanced down and shrugged slightly before his eyes traveled back to his boyfriend, tilting his head to the side slightly. "Maybe I can help you cook..?" He suggested, a sheepish expression crossing his features once more. Though at the hesitant request to watch his sister so he could get his check, Michael nodded and gestured for him to go ahead and go get it. "Sure, we can get to the dorms soon enough and get her all settled in with you." He told him as he moved to sit down once more. He gave him a reassuring smile and then turned his attention towards Lily, watching her for a moment before he lowered his gaze to grab a fry from his own plate. "I think we got off on the wrong foot..." He spoke after a few moments, taking a bite out of the fry and eating that before his eyes flicked back over to the girl. "I really do like your brother... And yeah, I've got money... But he's... Really stubborn about me not paying for anything for him. I've come to understand why... And.. I want to support him, emotionally and physically. But I know I won't get past that stubborn pride and need to earn things on his own, so I won't try to force help upon you." He spoke, tilting his head to the side slightly as he ate the rest of his fry and grabbed another one. "I don't use him to my advantage and he doesn't use me for my money. In case you were wondering." He added as he looked over in the direction Amos had gone off to. "I won't force you to like me anyway, so no need to get prickly about that." Word count: --- Tag: Lily Akihana
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Post by Lily Akihana on Apr 8, 2017 3:20:08 GMT
[attr="class","hexa1"] [attr="class","hexa2"] [attr="class","hexa3"] Cuz You're A Superstar, Baby Amos slid out and went off to talk to his boss and get some things in order, and Lily sat there, staring out the window and basically ignoring the fact that Michael even existed. She didn't really care for him or his words. And that was more than fairly obvious. "Look. I don't really care. Do whatever you want. It's not like I plan on sticking around here very long. Either they'll find my biological father, or they won't and I'll go to foster care." She shrugged and continued to stare out the window. "Always knew he'd get himself a sugar lover someday. Kinda surprised he's not on a street corner selling himself off too. That's all our stupid family is good for. Screwing rich people and dealing drugs. Almost guarantee he's doing one or the other. If not both." [googlefont=Oregano][googlefont=Montez] [newclass=".hexa1"]width:100px;height:58px;background-color:#b76314;-ms-transform: rotate(60deg);-webkit-transform: rotate(60deg);transform: rotate(60deg);z-index:2;margin-top:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=".hexa2"]width:100px;height:58px;background-color:#b76314;margin-top:-58px;z-index:2;position:relative;overflow:hidden;-ms-transform: rotate(-60deg);-webkit-transform: rotate(-60deg);transform: rotate(-60deg)[/newclass] [newclass=".hexa3"]width:100px;height:58px;background-color:#b76314;margin-top:-58px;z-index:3;position:relative;[/newclass]
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