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Mike Pinocchio ([personal profile] forthedog) wrote2011-08-15 12:18 am
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Let's not try to figure out everything at once...

It's better. For the first time, it's better and he's sure it's not just wishful thinking, or adjusting to a situation that's just as shitty as it was before.

He's still not good. The morning he and Neil had spent in bed and curled around each other, he hadn't dreamed, but that night he had, and badly. And the night after. Neil touches him, and he still flinches instinctively away most of the time. The thought of going outside for anything--even the smallest task--feels like an exhausting ordeal. At times even getting up to bathe or eat is difficult.

But a few days later, and he's sure it's still better. As he makes his way up the stairs to he apartment, he's sure he feels less tired. Less battered inside.

Again, he's coming back from therapy, but he's feeling cautiously hopeful in addition to sore and tired. Donna had seemed entirely unsurprised when he had broached the subject--sidling around to it with an awkwardness that made him cringe and yet that he couldn't really stop--nodding and moving over to a desk and scribbling a name and a number down on a scrap of paper.

"There," she had said, tossing her long blond ponytail back over her shoulder and handing the paper to him. "Call that number. They'll take good care of you. Promise."

And he had thought that might actually be all she said about it, but as she pointed him back to the mat and his stretches, she had smiled, and it had been faint and warm. "I'm glad you said something," she said quietly. "'Cause I was about to."

Under the embarrassment, he was--and is--grateful. Because people care. They care without prying, without making themselves a nuisance.

Unless they have to. He thinks of Johnny and doesn't quite smile.

He turns the key in the lock, pushes the door open. Maybe it's better, but he's still tired and everything still hurts, and all he wants to do is curl up on the couch and doze.

Once it would have been with a drink. But now part of him--a louder part--is wondering if that might be the best idea.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-26 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Hell if I know," I shrug, taking another bite, maybe just so I have an excuse to go quiet for a minute.

"It's not... It's not about you. Or us. I mean, that's not why I haven't told her," I admit, staring down into my food like it's the most interesting fuckin' thing ever, "I... I don't want her to start askin' questions. About me. How we met, or whatever. I mean, I know it'd be easy to make shit up, I just... I dunno."

I'm not used to telling her things. I dunno if I'd know where to start.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-26 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I know," I shrug, going quiet again, because I know all that, but actually getting on the phone and talking to her... It feels like this huge deal. Bigger than maybe it really needs to be.

"Does Donna know? About me?" I ask curiously, 'cause it's not like she's really a friend or anything, but I know part of her job is to ask him questions about how things are going at home, so I just kind of... wonder.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-26 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
I shrug, 'cause it's not really that big a deal. It's not like we've sent out fuckin' announcements or whatever. He hardly goes out of the house, and when he does, I'm not usually with him. We don't go and do things, we don't go out to bars or to restaurants or the movies or out with friends or on vacations, or any of the other things that I think maybe most couples do.

"Whatever," I say, sucking grease from the pad of my thumb and getting to my feet, "You want a drink?"
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-26 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can get you a Coke," I point out, arching a brow at him, 'cause I know he's right, whether either of us have mentioned it or even admitted it, I know he's been drinking too fucking much, and I've been letting him.

"Water. Whatever."
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-26 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Welcome," I shrug, heading into the kitchen to grab a Coke, and then, after a moment of consideration, grabbing one for me, too.

It's not gonna hurt me not to have a beer tonight.

When I come back into the bedroom, I've lost my sweats somewhere along the way, and I hand him a can and sprawl out on the bed on the bed beside him, naked, head propped against the headboard and reaching for one of the food containers.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-27 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Couple weeks ago, I guess," I shrug, feeling a distant twinge of guilt. It's not that I've been avoiding her or anything, I've just never been real great at returning calls.

Taking a sip of my own drink, I put the can aside, taking a few more mouthfuls of food and then putting the container down, too. Leaning up, I kiss him again, and it's off-center and closed-mouthed, but I do it 'cause I want to. For no other reason than that.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-27 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
"What do you mean? About you? Or..."

About me?

The answer to both is practically nothing. And it doesn't seem worth interrupting a perfectly great kiss.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-27 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Realized what?" I ask, feeling like a fucking idiot, because a part of me's convinced I should just... understand.

"I... I told you. Nothing. I mean, I haven't told her anything." Didn't we already talk about this?
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-27 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
"You didn't want me to fucking tell her anything. What difference does it make?" I ask, equally exasperate and not really knowing why everything's changed all the sudden.

"I told her I gotta job outside the city. I told her the money's good, which it is. Things were... I wasn't even sure you wanted me here, half the fuckin' time, 'til a couple weeks ago. Hell, not until a couple fuckin' days ago. What the hell was I supposed to tell her?"
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-27 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
Breathing out a shuddering sigh, I gather up the food containers, shoving trash into the bag and getting up off the bed so I can carry it into the kitchen. I put the leftovers in the fridge. Throw away the trash. And when I come back, I slide back into the space I vacated. My side of the bed.

"I wanted to tell her. I wanted... When you first showed me the apartment, I wanted to tell like, everybody. I mean, I thought about how it would be, if we were like, actually together, you know? If we didn't have to fuckin' hide. I know it's my own fuckin' fault, but I don't like always bein' this fuckin' secret. And I don't want you to be one either, I just didn't know what to say to her when I wasn't really sure you were gonna let me stick around. But you're real. This has always been real."
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-27 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey," I murmur, reaching for him, my hand curling loosely around his wrist, wanting to keep him from hiding. Wanting him not to feel like he has to hide, but I know we're a long fuckin' way from that.

"Don't. It's... I don't know what the fuck I'm doin', either. You got shit you gotta work through, first. Then we'll, you know... Deal with us, or whatever."
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-27 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not like we started out fuckin' perfect or anything," I remind him, my hand falling away from his wrist, only to settle there on the side of his neck, and by now, the feeling of his scars under my palm is expected. Normal.

"What the hell am I supposed to call you, anyway? That guy I'm living with? My fuckin' boyfriend?" I say with a snort of laughter.

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