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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 22, 2012 17:15:09 GMT -5
"If the boss declines, we tickle him until he gives in." He said with a smirk, wiggling his fingers. "You know, now that I'm thinking about it.. Maybe you should father it. We don't need another encant with baby blues running around. That thing would be so fucking rotten.." He shook his head. He knew it was hard to resist Jax, even when his eyes weren't glowing. Those eyes were enough to lure even Mat in, and he's devoted to Dylan whether he was with him or not.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 22, 2012 17:28:14 GMT -5
Zephyr laughed. "Mm,, seriously. We don't need crazy ass Zephyr's running around either, though." He laughed. "No alcohol or coffee or we're all in trouble." He stuck his hands back in his pockets, looking around.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 22, 2012 17:32:49 GMT -5
"I'm totally sneaking your kid coffee. Oooh. Or those chocolate covered coffee beans! I haven't had those in forever." He watched a tattooed guy walk past, his eyes wandering over him before he looked in front of him, realizing he just narrowly missed a fire hydrant. "I want a chocolate malt. With Ande's mints in it." He said, nudging Zephyr.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 22, 2012 17:39:10 GMT -5
Zephyr huffed. "Those are like, amazing." He huffed, watching Mat looking at the guy. He pushed him towards the coffee shop to buy him a malt, and grabbed a bag of the chocolate covered coffee beans.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 22, 2012 17:42:58 GMT -5
"We're gonna be so hyper! Jax is gonna kill us!" Mat said, taking a sip of his malt. He could remember the last time he said that, only it was 'Jax and Britt'. "I wonder what Britt's been up to. He sold his soul, too. He was sick like, half the tour." He said, fishing out a bit of mint. He sucked it out of the straw, looking over at Zeph. "Are you really gonna have a baby with Jax?"
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 22, 2012 17:48:15 GMT -5
Zephyr laughed, sitting down and opening the bag of chocolates, popping a few into his mouth. "I dunno, I hope he's doing okay." He chewed thoughtfully, raising an eyebrow at the question. "I love little kiddies but..I mean, I dunno if Jax would want that kinda commitment.. Not if, you know.." He frowned, shrugging.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 22, 2012 17:54:12 GMT -5
"I guess it's up to you two. I told Dylan I never wanted kids." He shrugged. He wasn't patient enough to take care of a kid. That and they annoyed him for more than a couple hours
"I actually uh.. stay with a couple other people in a house. We all help pay rent and stuff. And like, this.. baby was left on our stoop. She's cute and we all take care of her but ugh. She cries and cries and cries." He groaned, taking a sip of his malt. He almost wished home was an option.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 22, 2012 18:02:03 GMT -5
Zephyr nodded, tilting his head some. "Ah yeah?" He chewed on another of the coffee beans, crossing his ankles beneath his chair. He stretched some, scratching his neck before tapping his fingers on the table.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 22, 2012 18:07:36 GMT -5
Mat nodded, taking another sip of his malt. "I'm thinking about going to Orlando or DC or LA or something.. One of those places I said I'd never go to, you know?" His stomach turned, and he knew he was just running from his past. It would eventually get to him, yeah. But on his own terms. He ran a hand through his hair before he fixed it back. "Maybe London. I bet that would be pretty." He reached over for a napkin, tearing little pieces off of it.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 22, 2012 18:11:59 GMT -5
Zephyr bit his lip, watching him. "Mat.... You can't keep running, you know. Sure, go visit all the places you want. But don't do it just to run..." He tilted his head against his hand, eyes searching his face.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 22, 2012 18:16:48 GMT -5
"I'm dead, Zephyr.. I'm not supposed to be here. And I'm not going to go running back to Dylan like 'ta da! I'm here!' Especially when he's happy. I'm looking for a new home.. Somewhere Dylan isn't going to ever find me, and some place where I don't have a screaming kid in the next room." He took another sip of his malt, then pushed it away, no longer hungry. "I think Jax is gonna be just fine. He's always been stubborn, and I think he's really falling for you.."
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 22, 2012 18:27:50 GMT -5
"But he will find you Mat, and you know it. He's out there looking every day. Maybe he's happy, but each day he doesn't find you, how bad do you think that hurts? I know believe me. I tried moving on, filling that void. It doesn't always work." He pushed the bag of chocolates to him so he could have some. "And maybe you're right...he's gonna be fine.. This time."
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 22, 2012 18:33:14 GMT -5
"I don't want to be with Dylan.." He choked back tears, plucking one of the chocolates from the bag. He popped it into his mouth, sucking off the chocolate around it before he started to chew the coffee bean.
"He's always gonna be fine, Zeph. Why wouldn't he? Because he's a little sick? He isn't gonna let it get him down. Especially not now that he's with you. And might have a little baby one day." He smiled, hoping it would make him feel better.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 22, 2012 18:42:20 GMT -5
Zephyr bit his lip. "I know that's a lie, Mat. I can see it on your face." He touched his hand gently, then drew back, sneezing. He shrugged at the next words, only the faintest of smiles lingering. "He's not just a little sick, Mat. But yeah...he' strong, and he's gonna fight.."
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 22, 2012 18:49:47 GMT -5
"The only thing on my face is my piercings." He retorted. It was a lie now, but he was determined to make it the truth. If Dylan could get over him, he could get over Dylan. Years of loving him or not. "G'bless you." He said when he sneezed, taking a small sip of his milkshake.
"No, maybe he's not. But that doesn't mean it's gonna stop him. Don't ever put that past him. He's like a mule." He said, wrinkling his nose. He was willing to bet that Jax had loved the boy a long time. And maybe it was that love that kept him alive. "You know how they say 'you're fine until you figure out something's wrong and it gets bad'? That's kinda how it is now. He knows he's sick, so he's worried about every sneeze, every cough. You just gotta take care of him. Don't let something stupid like AIDs ruin your life."
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