How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought [private to pink!L]

Aug 10, 2008 00:27

(In all honesty, despite Lex and all that has happened on his behalf, B is managing. It's been rough, and he's not sure about how it is that he can possibly stay in this place, especially when he knows that L loved Lexington -- still loves, even, though it's still a difficult matter, bashing that into his brain. He doesn't think that things can be  ( Read more... )

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justiceishot August 10 2008, 04:42:42 UTC
(Coming from Lex's room, L is devastated. His heart is broken in half, he's freaked out, and he can't help but sob uncontrollably. He's stumbling down the hallway, trying to find somewhere, anywhere but where he'd just been, and he stumbles on his old room, with the apple rug in front of it. That's a safe place; he can rest there--

And when he enters, he sees B, and he lets out a devastated cry, relieved beyond all other things. He collapses in the doorway, and curls his arms around his knees, hoping desperately that B will comfort him, somehow.)

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mukou_tanjoubi August 10 2008, 04:52:24 UTC
(Belatedly, B hears the door and is pulled from his thoughts, eyes snapping open at the sound. He gets to his feet and hopes that L is there, and he knows how he'd greet him if he were, but--

But this is not what he had anticipated. He hears L cry out, hit the floor, and he can hardly force himself to move. It's a scene that he despises, seeing L like this, and B has not a clue as of what to do now. However, he registers the fact that L is there and that he needs to do something, anything to comfort him, even if what he says or does means nothing.

Hesitantly, he gets down on his knees in front of L and wraps his arms around the other man, pulling him against his chest tightly and just holding him there for a moment, holding him as though his life depended on it.)

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justiceishot August 10 2008, 05:14:04 UTC
(He clings to B, sobbing into his shirt. Everything is a jumble, nothing makes sense-- all that matters is B is holding him, and that comforts him, at least, he knows, until B notices his wrists. And if B shouts at him for that, L didn't think he could take it; he was fragile as it was.

So he holds on, his breath coming in short, wheezing gasps, as he tries to control himself enough to speak. What comes out is quiet and unsteady:)

B-- B, B-- shouted... shouted at me, I-I'm sorry-- p-please, I love you--

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mukou_tanjoubi August 10 2008, 05:35:01 UTC
(What L says to him doesn't make much sense at all, but he thinks that this isn't really so important now and hugs L tighter against him. He makes a soft, soothing sound, lightly stroking L's hair as he speaks.)

L -- L, it's okay.
It's all right.
Just...calm down. Everything's okay.
I love you, too.
Everything's okay.

(He's not certain as to what has L so upset, but there are a few things that he could guess at, and none of them make the situation any better.)

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