This new..almost sly Horatio was cute. When Horatio admitted to the mirror, Timothy smiled. “There’s a lot of new things I wanted to try with you. Mirror, fist, roleplay..” Timothy laughed quietly, shaking his head. He never did admit to any of these things before and he absolutely regretted that. He wouldn’t allow it to happen again. “Out in the ( Read more... )

The silence was fast becoming his enemy, the emptiness of it constricted him. Engulfing Speedle not like a warm blanket but more like a straight jacket. Able to move but unwilling he sat on his couch as another evening slipped by. The once inviting tv screen was black, quieted down with the push of a button and closing his eyes he wished he could ( Read more... )

The fight was not epic, it did not rearrange the cosmos, nor redefine history. It was simply a collision of two people that resulted in a horrible aftermath for years after. The night that Horatio had left him, had left Miami, he was devastated. Truly. In his heart he wanted to fix this, he so desperately wanted to call him up, e-mail the man, ( Read more... )

WHO: Horatio/Timothy/Brain Doctor..my bad.."Relationship counselor". Bah.
WHEN: Most recent.
WHERE: Doctor's Office. Well, in front of it. Still outside.

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Timothy would not shut up. This went on for days, his constant whining. He hated this idea. Hated it more than anything in this entire world. More than Nico, and that was a lot of ( Read more... )

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WHERE: Izzy's.
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