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Post by Belle Hullett on Sept 15, 2009 19:04:38 GMT -5
Belle sighed, folding her arms gently over her chest. Compromise. That was how relationships worked. "All right, we're both adults. I refuse to let you take the couch, and you refuse to kick me out of my bed- willing or not. My bed's big enough for both of us, so you get half, I get half. Win-win situation. Satisfied?"
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Post by Zephyr Carlisle on Sept 16, 2009 15:28:40 GMT -5
"Satisfied enough." Wondering why it had taken so much for them to reach this decision, Zephyr shook his head slowly. "Wonder why this wasn't the first thing agreed on. Must be because we just like to do things the really roundabout way first." He was teasing, and obviously referring to how long it had taken for them to get to this point - admission of mutual feelings.
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Post by Belle Hullett on Sept 16, 2009 20:53:46 GMT -5
Stand on the edge with me [/font] Hold Back your fear and seeNothing is real til it's gone[/center][/size][/font] Belle snickered. "That's one way of putting it. Personally, I just like to think we're very backwards people. I blame you." She headed to her bedroom, shutting off the light of the living room when he followed her. Her bed was the nicest piece of furniture in the apartment- Belle functioned on the belief that in order to be at one's best, one must be well rested. Her matress was the best money could buy, her pillows were made of the best down, and her blankets were of the highest thread count she could get her hands down. Not to mention she had layered the bed at least six blankets high to fight out the draft that was impossible to escape in the winter.
She hopped onto the bed, pulling the blankets over her. "Night, Zeph." She said quietly when he was settled, using her wand to turn the light off. After a moments hesitation, she cuddled closer to him.
[/color] Tagged ! The ever sexy ZephMusic ! Three Wishes- The PiercesWord Count ! without codingNotes ! My allergies suck. DXCredit ! emmaleahlove at Blank Pages made the template. Don't steal please or take this credit off.
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Post by Zephyr Carlisle on Sept 18, 2009 3:03:04 GMT -5
Back to being the one blamed, Zephyr found himself too tired to argue with her - not very difficult, but a factor all the same. Following her to the bedroom, encouraged when she turned the lights off, he barely registered the basics about her room before all but collapsing onto the bed. He didn't care that he was dressed, as it only provided more insulation against the cold. Stretching out onto his back in spite of a slight ache in said part of his body, he felt his eyes close of their own accord and didn't fight it. He was also able to register the fact that she went so far as to cuddle up next to him - but he didn't mind, and was actually asleep before he could have protested. The comfort and peace won out over a desire to stay awake.
TAG TO: Dear Belle, unless we call this quits here WORD COUNT: 144 MUSIC: None MUSE: Meh..finally posted. It's something. NOTES: N/A
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