170. want to talk but the words get stuck in my throat

[boughtyourhouse]

HARDEST WORDS TO SAY

Sometimes the hardest things to say are also the most important. It doesn't matter how much it scares you to do so, it's finally time to be honest.

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[4_thee_my_lord]

*Seeing Donna's friend walk out of Rocco's building, smiling cheerfuly and clearly still showing she's up to a couple of cring-worthy propositions, worries Murphy. Aside from the fact that Rayvie is coming to him... He's worried that Donna might be around.*

*Tonight of all nights.*

*The night when he finds himself knocking at Rocco's place, his bag with a few belongings hanging from his shoulder*

UGH same here! Btw, I heard it doesn't work with firefox 6, in case ur thinking of updating.

[4_thee_my_lord]

Details won't change shite. *Murphy rushed his step, poking at the elevator's button mercessly once he reached it*

*he did owe the other a bit of an explanation though. After all, they had both wondered for a while what would happen if his twin knew about them...* I talked with 'im. Simple as that.

Really? That sucks, man. I'll keep that in mind! I hear 6 is kinda fail anyway

[dukefuckinwayne]

Well, what did he say, man? This kinda fuckin' involves me too, man.

[Fuck, had Connor kicked him out? Seriously?]

... Maybe I should talk with him?

Yeah. And not having ljlogin when you have multiple muses is a NO-NO.

[4_thee_my_lord]

He feels pretty much disgusted. *Murphy said flatly, trying to sound as numb as possible over the whole issue*

No. *he turned his head sharply at that.* It's done. Don't even fucken' mention it if yeh see him again.

Ugh, yeah, dude totally! This is driving me crazy

[dukefuckinwayne]

If I ever? [He shook his head. He didn't want to believe that was how it was going to fucking end... not like that.]

Murph', he probably just needs time to cool down. It's a lot to take in so... let's just give him some time, man.

[4_thee_my_lord]

I don't give a shite 'bout what he needs. *Murphy quickly stepped into the elevator once its doors opened before them*

So much fer knowin' each other our whole lives. *he mutters* Fucken' retard.

[dukefuckinwayne]

Hey. [Rocco sounded a little more stern. Crap, he hated that he... kinda caused this, that Connor was really pissed at the both of them, but...]

Don't say shit you're gonna fuckin' regret, Murph'. I know you two fuckers and... something's gonna work out. [It had to, right? They were too fucking close for that shit to come between them.]

[4_thee_my_lord]

*Murphy dropped himself heavily against the elevator's wall, he arched a brow at Rocco's clear change on his attitude. What the fuck? Now he's gonna teach him about morals and crap?*

And yeh don't say shite that'll make me regret gettin' in yer pants.

[dukefuckinwayne]

So, what do you want me to say, man?

[He looked down, reaching in his pocket to take out a cigarette and light it up before offering it over to Murphy.]

Do you regret it?

[4_thee_my_lord]

I don't want yeh defendin' his sorry arse.

*he grabbed the cig, taking a couple drags before giving the other a coy, quick glance.*

No, I don't. *even if he had wondered if this whole thing had been worth it when Connor first found out. But he didn't want to compare things. Both his brother and Rocco were important to him.* What about yeh? *at least, Rocco didn't seem to be missing him much tonight*

[dukefuckinwayne]

You know I don't, Murphy. [He paused, looking up at Murphy, his expression falling.] I'm sorry though. You know I didn't... want to cause any problems between you two, man.

[4_thee_my_lord]

Don't be sorry. *holding the cigarrette between his lips, Murphy smiled wonkily as he reached to smack the top of the other's head*

[dukefuckinwayne]

[He managed a weak smile at that.] So... what are we gonna do, huh?

[4_thee_my_lord]

Can I crash at yer place fer a night or two? *he rested his hand on that tender spot between Rocco's neck and his shoulder, sneaking it under his coat*

[dukefuckinwayne]

For as long as you fuckin' like, man. [He let out a soft sigh at the touch, turning his head to lean in and press a quick kiss to Murphy's temple.]

[4_thee_my_lord]

*he quickly pulled away, seeing that the elevator had reached the first floor now* Bad timin' fer yer girlfriend ta come and claim yer dick.

*he stepped out*