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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Jan 7, 2010 22:01:36 GMT -5
"We should tell Piper. She would love to hear this...especially about me getting you to actually propose."
Augy sighed, " you didn't get me to do anything..." he said, " I proposed out of my own accord, you just gave me the idea..." he said and looked down at the 'boy' sitting on the piano. Augy scooted the blond over and sat down next to him on the bench.
"That's good, because no offense love, but you look odd without a watch."
Augy chuckled, " yeah... maybe I'll engrave our names on the backs or something..." he said, trying not to get excited, but he was a hopeless romantic sometimes, while Kris was as far from Romantic as possible.
"Stop with the patting, you make me feel like a kid."
Augy attempted to pat Kris on the head again and chuckled, " you are a kid..."
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 7, 2010 22:11:20 GMT -5
" you didn't get me to do anything...I proposed out of my own accord, you just gave me the idea..."
"Hey, don't ruin my moment. I so got you to do it cause you would of never thought of it without me and then what? I would be stuck as the old boyfriend forever!" Chuckled Kristopher as he turned back towards the piano as Augusta joined him.
" yeah... maybe I'll engrave our names on the backs or something..."
The blond rolled his eyes heavenward, "What happened about not being obivious?" he teased the taller boy and shook his head. He wasn't going to fight it. Frenchy was too damn romantic for his own good while Kristopher...well...let's just say his romantic bone had yet to grow.
" you are a kid..."
"Huh?" He looked at his fiance and then up to see the hand. The blond ducked his head and moved off to the right with a frown on his face. "I am not a kid! I am nineteen now, and that makes me an adult so don't go patty my head like a five year old little boy."
A pause and green eyes narrowed, "Or I'll bite you."
Oh yes, so very mature!
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Jan 8, 2010 11:36:06 GMT -5
"Hey, don't ruin my moment. I so got you to do it cause you would of never thought of it without me and then what? I would be stuck as the old boyfriend forever!"
Augy rolled his eyes, " I don't see whats wrong with being a boyfriend... I think it's better then wife... which is what you are now..." then he paused, " Well, actually your fiance. But really... at least the name boyfriend was masculine..." he said and chuckled.
"What happened about not being obvious?"
Augy frowned, " fine then I'll engrave 'dumb-shit' on yours then! " he said and turned away. " Just cause your the least romantic person on earth doesn't mean I'm not allowed to be..." he said. But then he couldn't stop himself from laughing. " Really... not my fault I'm French...." he said between laughing.
"Huh? I am not a kid! I am nineteen now, and that makes me an adult so don't go patty my head like a five year old little boy."
Augy smiled, " nineteen is young... your still growing... and maybe to me you are a boy..." he said threatened to pat his head again. He heard the threat Kris made about the biting and scooted closer to him. He out a hand on the blonds inner thigh and whispered, " be careful what you say dear..." and then he leaned away and put both his hands on his knees.
He then let his right hand rest on his stomach again. He started to wonder why his side was hurting this much, maybe he needed some more pain killers or something...
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 8, 2010 12:52:48 GMT -5
" I don't see whats wrong with being a boyfriend... I think it's better then wife... which is what you are now... Well, actually your fiance. But really... at least the name boyfriend was masculine..."
"Oh shut up. I like boyfriend just fine but I just wanted to go further and I am not a wife. I have different parts." He chuckled, "So for now, I have a masculine term still." He pointed out and tapped a key with his index finger on the piano.
" fine then I'll engrave 'dumb-shit' on yours then! Just cause your the least romantic person on earth doesn't mean I'm not allowed to be... Really... not my fault I'm French...."
"AH! Hey! Don't put that on my engagement watch!" Kristopher said in horror with wide eyed and then slowly narrowed them. "Well fine, we can put 'Jack-ass' on yours." He mused and shook his head and then rolled his eyes at Augusta's joke about him being French. Oh please, it is so your fault that your french." This was pretty amusing to say the least.
Kris loved days like this when it was all fun and games and nothing to get in the way. It was a rare day but still, he loved them. Now the question was, how was he going to tell Kyle he was engaged...to his least favorite male. Ah well, he would just have to deal with it. But he shock factor just made Krissy all smiles.
" nineteen is young... your still growing... and maybe to me you are a boy..."
"Is that so? Well if I am a boy, then your a pedo, ya old man." He teased, "Furthermore, I hate to break your bubble. But I'm not getting any taller. That would be you." He stuck his tongue out at the other then, however he blinked when Augusta got closer to him an--a--and what was he doing with that hand?
" be careful what you say dear..."
Oh...Oh dear.
Kristopher's face lit up with a Christmas tree and he batted the hand away from his thigh. "Don't do that!" He said in a bit higher voice then he meant too. Crazy Frenchy. What on earth was he going to do about him? Well, for one, it looked like maybe he needed to take Augusta back to the room.
"Do you need to go back to the room?" He asked softly after noticing how his fiance was sitting.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Jan 8, 2010 20:02:06 GMT -5
"AH! Hey! Don't put that on my engagement watch! Well fine, we can put 'Jack-ass' on yours. Oh please, it is so your fault that your french."
Augy smiled at that, amused. Jack-ass and Dumb-shit... such cute names. Most couple get married and give themselves cute but sickening names like muffin and such, but no, Augy and Kris insulted each other for fun. Something must be seriously wrong with them.
"Is that so? Well if I am a boy, then your a pedo, ya old man. Furthermore, I hate to break your bubble. But I'm not getting any taller. That would be you."
Augy frowned deeply at this and he said darkly, " I am NOT a pedophile..." His voice was sharp and demanding, he didn't like that term. But soon the anger was gone and replaced with confusion, " I can't grow dummy, I'm 21 now, or do you not remember that you don't age over 21 here?" he asked and poked the blond in the forehead. His other hand resting on his side he blinked slowly and then looked over to Kris.
"Do you need to go back to the room?"
Augy put on a fake smile. " Oh... No I'm fine!" he lied and removed his arm from his side and put both hands on the piano keys, but he suddenly saw something as he let his right hand move across the ivory. The white keys had a now red hue to them. Augy then looked at his hand, followed his hand to a path of blood on his side. " Dammit... " he said softly and pulled his hand off the keys to put pressure on the wound.
He looked away hoping Kris didn't notice. This was what Kris had wanted to do and Kris wanted to spend time with him and the dark-haired man didn't want to ruin it. This always seemed to happen to him.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 8, 2010 20:23:45 GMT -5
" I am NOT a pedophile...I can't grow dummy, I'm 21 now, or do you not remember that you don't age over 21 here?"
"Yeah, well you are still taller then me." He chuckled with a shake of his head and pressed down on a few keys. But he was concerned for his love one. Was getting Augy out a bad idea? Was it too soon. This made him frown slightly.
" Oh... No I'm fine!"
That's when the blond looked over at Augusta and his frown deepened. Augusta can deny anything he wanted for a long time. But what he couldn't deny was the evidence on the piano keys. Kris was not alarmed but merely sighed softly. Apparently, it was nothing too bad as Kris leaned over and kissed his man on the cheek. "Don't lie to me." He told the other as his green eyes trailed down to the wound.
"I guess I moved you too soon, my bad." The blond said with a soft smile. From what he could see as he moved the boys clothing to the side, all he had to do was put pressure on it and do some clean up. The wound just opened slightly but it would fix itself. Nothing to be alarmed about.
"Ah well, it's nothing too bad. By the way dear, I am not wearing a dress."
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