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Lucas nodded and summoned over a random book from the bookshelf- a collection of volumes he'd been meaning to read but hadn't gotten to. He settled on the couch, pulling a blanket onto his lap and trying to focus on the story- even if he spaced out every few pages and had to shake himself off so...

Lucas was just holding still, knowing that if he tried to move Einar would stop him again. "I'll think about it," He offered, knowing he'd never really been able to say no to Einar, but also knowing he would still probably not go back. Talking about it wasn't going to put him back together. He...

Lucas sighed, unthinkingly leaning in a little towards Einar. "My heart," He countered. "They told me to open up, find someone, something, but I can't." He admitted, voice dull. "I tried that." He brought his free hand up, playing with the hair on the back of his neck, shutting his eyes and...

Lucas stopped, but didn't turn, his hand automatically curling a little bit around Einars. He was quiet a moment, before sighing and gently drawing his hand back. "I can't," He offered softly. "They want something that I can't give them." He admitted, voice low. "They want what I don't have...

Lucas just shook his head and stood, not wanting to let himself get too used to a touch that may not be there later. "I did." He countered softly. "I did for a long while. I worked through my family issues and I know who I am and what I'm dealing with. It took the pain away, mostly, but without...

Lucas hummed softly at the little touch, unthinkingly pressing into it just a bit. He was silent a moment before answering. "I'm not pulling away," He murmured. "I'm just... not here," He offered slowly. "I can keep my hands busy... but there's nothing in my head, really. I've just... shut...

Lucas sat back down as Einar still insisted. He hesitated, silent a moment, running a hand back up into his hair. Eventually, he let out a little sigh, giving in. "It's nothing," He offered softly. "Literally, just... nothing. I went numb after graduation." He shrugged like it was normal, just...

Lucas paused at the touch, enjoying it far more than he probably should. He hesitated, his eyes on Einar's fingers against his skin. Slowly, gently, he brought his other hand over, watching as he brushed his fingers lightly over Einars. He kept his eyes down, just looking at the contact. "It...

Lucas took a deep breath, peeking up at Einar. "It's okay, I ate a bit," He tried to reassure him. He hesitated at the question, and nodded. "We're okay," He offered up. He stood, gathering up their plates. "Why don't you get your things together? I can clean up and meet you in the living room?"...

Lucas listened to Einar, taking note. He commented softly on a few of the things, sipping on his drink and just keeping his hand on it. "We had a bit of a rush today, but nothing I couldn't handle," He murmured, talking about an upcoming event that required a good deal of buttoniers. When Einar...

Lucas nodded and shuffled into the kitchen, folding himself down into a chair. He poked at his food, taking small bites every few minutes. "How was your day?" He offered softly, pushing his food around a little on his plate. He was trying to be better, but it was hard to just... fall back into...

Lucas took a little bit of time in the shower, just letting the hot water run over his tense muscles and trying to relax. He took a deep breath. What was he even doing? He didn't know anymore. It was hard trying to open himself back up again. He was trying to forgive Einar. Of course he...

Lucas paused in the door as Einar spoke, never one to walk away when he was being spoken to. "Sure," He offered easily. "Let me shower, then we'll eat and I can read on the couch and you can sketch if you want," He suggested, thinking that would be enough to make Einar happy. Even after...

Lucas took a small breath. Alright, so much for that idea. "Just now," He offered, starting to move away again. "I'm going to take a shower," He offered. He knew how small he sounded, how soft and demure his voice was. It was like they'd really started over- despite his stature, he was just that...

Lucas was feeling... torn. He'd been settled down before- it was a simple routine, but quiet. Before, he would work in the shop most of the day, poke at the usual dinner from the cafe down the road. It used to take him all day to finish a single meal. With Einar back, well, for however long...

Lucas took a deep breath, turning back to Einar with a careful smile- one he'd used all his life. "Sure, come on," He offered, stepping away again and walking off, leading the way out of the apartment and down the street. He kept his hands in his pockets and his guard up. Lucas was good at this...

Lucas had walked away a bit, putting some space between them and taking a deep breath. He needed to keep himself grounded. This wasn't the Einar he used to know. But maybe the person he used to know wasn't good for him, either. That person had, for all intents and purposes, abandoned him. For...

Lucas swallowed hard, keeping his face turned away and his hands tightly in his pockets. He took a deep breath, pushing down any emotions and just closing himself off. "I usually just go down the road to eat," He offered softly, letting his hair fall to cover his face, almost hiding behind it...

Lucas listened to Einar talk, scuffing his toe against the ground. "You don't have to get a job," He offered gently. "Why don't you just settle back in? Get used to being back," He bit his lip, and peeked back up. Something about this seemed nice, oddly familiar. He leant in a little bit...