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(It’s a song I’m using to bump RPs)
Booorrrreeeeeeeeedddoooooooommmm
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Met burrowed away into his scarf, hiding his face. He took his shaking hands back, curling them up together. He shook his head a tiny bit, swallowing nervously. It was like he expected the adult to hit him.
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(gracias)
"Met," Andre said calmly, trying to get the boy's attention again. He never liked it when the other closed up so badly like this. It had been a long while since anything had gotten so bad.
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Met shook his head a little. “I don’t want to interrupt any more,” His voice was faint and sot from the wrap around his face. “Please go and continue to enjoy your night, Andre… I promise I’ll be okay in here.”
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(AHHH THE POOR BABY)
Seeing as he couldn't talk any sense into Met at the current moment he sighed. "Please listen to me. You're more important than some single night, okay? You need to tell me when you aren't okay and when things really bother you. I'm supposed to be your father and…" the adult paused, fiddling his thumbs. "And… what kind of father would I be if I didn't keep your well being in mind…?"
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“It might be more than just a single night,” Met whispered, as if talking to himself. “I-I don’t want to… ruin it.” He hesitated before whispering the last part of his sentence, remembering how Andre said he didn’t want him saying stuff like that. He tightened his fingers around the back of his hand, swallowing.
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(cries in writer)
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(i'M SORRY MY DAD JUST CAME UPSTAIRS AND IF I DON'T LOOK LIKE I'M BUSY I'M GONNA DIE)
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(Ugh now I have to try and remember when I got sick or hurt to write about hhhhh)
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(Whhhhat?)
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(its for spanish. I have to write about a time I got sick or hurt myself)
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(Oh that’s dumb
Also I’m literally crying lmaooo)
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(wait wait what's wrong?)
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(No okay it’s tears of laughter
So I input M in a Cabin RP for OTPs and they were playing Never Have I Ever and were sharing stories for when they broke something in another person’s house and didn’t tell them, right? Well M had a story to tell and HIS OWN WIFE MOVED ON TO THE NEXT QUESTION BEFORE HE COULD GO I AM CRYING)
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(OH OKAY GOOD
AHAHAHAHA LINK IT I WANNA READ)
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(Jeeeesuuuuusssssssss
The whole thing?)
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(depending on how long maybeeee)
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(It’s like, 12 pages. I can just start you where the question was asked if you want.
But cha have to respond)
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(yeeeee okay)
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(The question is asked at the bottom of this page, then it goes on for a bit: https://www.notebook.ai/forum/limited/otp-cabin-private-rp-closed-stalkers-are-totally-welcome/page-11)
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(Alison is M’s wife btw)
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“It might be more than just a single night,” Met whispered, as if talking to himself. “I-I don’t want to… ruin it.” He hesitated before whispering the last part of his sentence, remembering how Andre said he didn’t want him saying stuff like that. He tightened his fingers around the back of his hand, swallowing.
"Whether it will be or not doesn't matter. I want you to be able to not be fearful and self doubtful. It takes more than a single instance, I get that. You couldn't possibly ruin my night," the adult said, embracing the lanky boy tight. "I picked you for a damn good reason, you know that?"
Andre hardly ever cursed. And it seemed that he hardly cried all that often. That moment seemed to be an exception for both.
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Met chewed on his lip, inhaling as his own throat constricted. He hated hearing the adult cry and curse, but he knew it wasn’t because of him. He nodded slowly, letting the adult hug him into his chest. It felt warm and gentle against the other and he couldn’t help relaxing against it. Met couldn’t even remember the last time he received such a meaningful hug that wasn’t from Andre.
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As soon as Andre cursed, he knew it got the idea across, but still felt bad about using said word. It just felt wrong. Taking a deep breath, the adult allowed both his heart rate and breath to slow back to normal.
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Met shut his eyes and not to his surprise, a couple tears streamed down his face. They started, and he couldn’t stop them. But he was a good silent crier. The memories of having to be quiet as he did were still very fresh in his mind, despite being so long ago. He sniffled softly, which probably gave his tears away.
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Andre began to rub light circles into Met's back in a calming fashion. He smiled knowing his son was able to let his emotions out a bit more. It was never good to deal with your struggles alone.
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Met inhaled in shuttered breaths, trying to get his control back. That was years ago. He was being overly conscious of a woman who might not even hurt him! But these thoughts didn’t help. He managed to calm himself, but his face was still wet and his breathing shivery and quiet.
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The two men stood there in near silence for a moment. But it was a well needed silence. The embrace felt calming and soothing.
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Met sniffled softly and leaned more weight into Andre’s embrace, tightening his hands into fists around his scarf. Why were hugs so nice? Why didn’t he get more?
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The woman from before had been curious as to what was keeping her host. Quietly, she noticed the two men in the hall, backing away before being noticed by either of them.
Andre grinned happily at the current moment with his son. Perhaps there could be more open conversation about things from that point on. That would be nice…