FILL: Switched at birth - Emmett/Toby - Like Rolling a Ball of Clay - PG - 1/2ladyknightankaJune 27 2011, 19:04:44 UTC
A/N: I actually finished this, as I promised! Because you're probably really confused, I go by both angel_gospel and this user-name. Anyway, you probably don't care, so to the fic (which will also be posted at my journal, if you don't mind)! I hope you like it, dear! ♥
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Emmett came home with a scowl on his face. Well, to be fair, Emmett almost always came home scowling, but this time the expression was etched much deeper than usual, and for good reason.
He pulled up in front of his house, cutting past some entitled douche with a Beamer in the process, and his assistant, a speaking deaf woman named Piper, squeezed his shoulder in warning.
He craned his neck to regard her properly, watching as she got off the back of his motorcycle with wobbly legs, then shook both of his open palms in exasperation. What?“Don't be mad,” she pleaded with him, lifting her own hand in a frenzied gesture till it masked the lower half of her face, nails reached out to scratch. “You know that not everyone can be so accepting
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Re: FILL: Switched at birth - Emmett/Toby - Like Rolling a Ball of Clay - PG - 2/2ladyknightankaJune 27 2011, 19:26:30 UTC
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The bedroom door immediately swung open, and pain left the forefront of Emmett's mind when he saw the way Toby was haloed by the golden light inside, but before he could cave to his urge of capturing the moment with his camera, the tall blond was at his side, stooping to tenderly cradle his foot.
“Sorry,” Toby mouthed, his blue eyes apologetic.
Emmett swallowed dryly, then pointed a finger at his chest, replaced it with his thumb, and thumped the area two times. I'm fine.Toby smiled happily and stood up, lacing the fingers of both of his hands with Emmett's, which the younger man allowed. With them in his grasp, he started to slowly walk backwards, returning to their bedroom, with the redhead in tow
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Re: FILL: Switched at birth - Emmett/Toby - Like Rolling a Ball of Clay - PG - 2/2ladyknightankaJune 27 2011, 23:11:38 UTC
Thank you! I find Toby to be really sweet and understanding on the show, so I can imagine him trying to be romantic, but Emmett is just too suspicious by nature to fall into his hands after such a gesture. xDD
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Emmett came home with a scowl on his face. Well, to be fair, Emmett almost always came home scowling, but this time the expression was etched much deeper than usual, and for good reason.
He pulled up in front of his house, cutting past some entitled douche with a Beamer in the process, and his assistant, a speaking deaf woman named Piper, squeezed his shoulder in warning.
He craned his neck to regard her properly, watching as she got off the back of his motorcycle with wobbly legs, then shook both of his open palms in exasperation. What?“Don't be mad,” she pleaded with him, lifting her own hand in a frenzied gesture till it masked the lower half of her face, nails reached out to scratch. “You know that not everyone can be so accepting ( ... )
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The bedroom door immediately swung open, and pain left the forefront of Emmett's mind when he saw the way Toby was haloed by the golden light inside, but before he could cave to his urge of capturing the moment with his camera, the tall blond was at his side, stooping to tenderly cradle his foot.
“Sorry,” Toby mouthed, his blue eyes apologetic.
Emmett swallowed dryly, then pointed a finger at his chest, replaced it with his thumb, and thumped the area two times. I'm fine.Toby smiled happily and stood up, lacing the fingers of both of his hands with Emmett's, which the younger man allowed. With them in his grasp, he started to slowly walk backwards, returning to their bedroom, with the redhead in tow ( ... )
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