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 Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2019 7:23 am
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 He had to admit that it was nice getting this all off his chest after keeping it to himself. While he was glad he did it, the Hispanic was a bit over keeping it a secret from Virgil. But in the end it was what had to be done, there was little point in stalling what needed to be done and normalizing the others transformations was important. Once Marcel decided to show a bit more of his soft side to Virgil he did have the slightest regret he didn't have a good look at the others face. Either way though Marcel was fully capable of being the sweetest man around and this was just one of those moments where Marcel showed his affection through his actions rather than words. Just simply being here and holding his Lover was just one of the ways Marcel would show his affection to Virgil. He grinned a little bit as he could feel the other choke back a laugh at his comment, well it seemed like the Werewolf may have had an idea of how much influence that kicked puppy look had over him. Hopefully Marcel could stay strong! Marcel would nuzzle even more into Virgil's neck and let out a soft hum as the Werewolf returned the affections and smiled a bit "I know" the the only reply he got, he may be sweet on the other man right now but that didn't mean he'd pass up an opportunity like that! Marcel would remain in that position as he listened to the other male begin to hum a little tune before it began to trail off and soon enough the others even breathing could be heard. Marcel would offer a small smile as he glanced at the sleeping man in his arms and the sight of him still made Marcel's heart leap into his throat. This was his boyfriend, they were in a serious relationship, hell they even talked about the bright future with a family! Even if their relationship was still fresh he could feel the flames in his heart set ablaze as he could only stare lovingly at the other man. He made sure to hold the other man as close as possible "I promise, nothing will come between us" he whispered to Virgil's sleeping form, just quiet enough to not wake the other male as slowly moved a hand over the hole in his chest, it was so close to the others heart. The fact that it had been left there for several months made Marcel all the happier when Virgil had revealed it to him in the bathhouse so he could insist on having it removed. God forbid he knew that Virgil wouldn't do it himself otherwise. From here Marcel would simply let himself be used as a pillow for the other man as he watched the quiet Sports games currently playing and was amused to see the other team hit a home run while the bases were loaded, that certainly swung the game in their favor. á(Translation: ) |
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2019 8:30 pm
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It would take a lot more than whispered sweet nothings to disturb Virgil after a long and exhausting day. It was a small miracle he had managed to stay awake as long as he had. Occasionally, he would shift in his sleep as if he was seeking to get comfortable until he turned enough to rest his cheek flat against Marcel’s chest as if he couldn’t truly rest peacefully until he could hear the steady beat of his beloved's heart. A lazy smile graced his features as his unconscious world morphed something warm and colorful. Virgil walked through an unknown yet familiar house that could be considered sparkling clean if it weren’t for all the children’s toys scattered around like so many colorful landmines. Noise coming from the backyard drew him outside, and what he saw made him freeze in his tracks. Ten children of varying ages chased each other around the yard, shouting and yelling as they played. Where in the hell did they all come from? Surely, there was a logical explanation for the small hyper-active army running around his backyard. They had to be friends of the two children he already had with his husband, right? Right. Speaking of his husband, he needed to talk to him. The man he’d married had some serious explaining to do. Turning, he found Marcel sitting in a chair on their back porch, cradling a baby in his arms while watching the children play. After a brief conversation, he found out that these were all of their children now. He should have known, honestly, what high schoolers made friends with kids still in elementary school and pre-k? Though, thankfully, the baby wasn’t theirs. They were just taking care of it while one of their friends got their s**t together. As much as the older man wanted to be frustrated they hadn’t talked about fostering a group of kids, he couldn’t. His husband looked the happiest he’d seen him. Nor did he question this sudden explosion of children, taking this as his reality and not a dream. He sat down next to him and spent the rest of the evening reminiscing with him about how cute their first two children were as babies. They were teenagers now and a pain in the a** to deal with, especially their daughter. Marcel constantly teased that she was stubborn just like him, but he refused to believe it! Their son was a lot more chill, luckily, though he developed a rather serious problem with helping his little sister get out of trouble. Or helping her get away with it. Honestly, it was getting a little creepy with how their son followed her commands like a love sick puppy.
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Posted: Wed Oct 09, 2019 5:41 am
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Marcel sat back as he watched the baseball game continuing on and it seemed like the players were getting a bit desperate for the win. The other team was able to just stay in the lead despite their best efforts and Marcel grinned as he watched one of the guys looking more and more frustrated with the events. Marcel's grip on the other man grew slack for a moment as he let the other adjust himself and shift in his sleep, he expected this of course and simply let the other adjust himself until he was flush with his chest and the sight made the Hispanic smile a little bit. However the smile grew more fond once he saw the smile that graced Virgil's features, it seemed like he may have been having a good dream which made him more than happy for the other man. He'd spend a bit of time watching the game but every now and then he'd glance down to see the others face and he would let out a wistful sigh, if only they weren't in a Hospital then this would be his idea of a good way to relax. Either way Marcel would hear the door click open and the nurse from earlier seemed to begrudgingly come in and looked disgusted by the sight before him and the Hispanic would roll his eyes some. Then just before he could open his big mouth Marcel raised a finger to his mouth in a shushing motion and it didn't take a genius to figure out that Virgil was asleep. However before he could make any indignant comment about being shushed by the human, Marcel would open his mouth "Keep it down, Virgil can get very...grumpy when he's woken up" he whispered before then shrugging his shoulders "Unless you're ready to deal with him, then be my guest" honestly the way he worded it was making sound like the Werewolf would maul him for waking him up, especially by the way he stressed the word 'grumpy'. Would Virgil actually do it? Well...maybe, especially considering that he doubted the other man wanted to be woken up to this nurse during a good dream. Thankfully though the Kitsune seemed to take the threat seriously as he silently pointed to his own chest and held up a clip board and Marcel would motion him over and moved the sheet some for him to look at the hole. He at least seemed pleasantly surprised by how much the hole had shrunk, he was probably happy because it meant that Virgil's stay in the Hospital wouldn't be for too much longer. That was his guess at least as he watched the Kitsune jot a few things down on the clipboard before shooting Marcel one more disgusted look before leaving once more, oh ******** this guy. The Veteran would then look down at Virgil and all his animosity seemed to fizzle away as he watched the other man's peaceful expression, suddenly wishing he could see into the others head to see what he was seeing. Marcel would close his eyes for a moment and rested his chin on Virgil's head, it had only been for a few moments before behind his closed eyelids he saw a flash of light and the sound of children's laughter before he reeled back with a throbbing headache, what the hell was that!? He looked back down at Virgil for a moment before looking around the room, seeing it just as empty as it was when he first closed his eyes. For some reason he felt sweat on his brow and his heart was pounding in his chest, it must have been some kind of magic...thing going on in this place. ******** dammit Marcel was only human after all, his body probably wasn't used to this s**t or something like that. At least the room was quiet besides the TV so he would recline back and let his throbbing headache run it's course. He sat there in that same position for a good couple hours, long enough for the sun to start setting and the sports network to switch over to a game of (proper) football that was just getting started, once more Spain wasn't playing so Marcel didn't care too much but with nothing better and no desire to watch whatever else there was to watch he let it play. Thankfully his headache had subsided awhile ago but now he had a new problem, his legs were asleep and he wasn't willing to move Virgil at all! Oh the things he did for love! á(Translation: ) |
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Posted: Wed Oct 09, 2019 3:32 pm
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Virgil stirred the slightest bit when he spoke to the homophobic nurse although he didn’t wake up and seemed more upset about being exposed to the cold air of the hospital. He shifted his position again as he tried to bury against Marcel in order to conserve what heat there was. The dream continued on without interruption though it was nothing too remarkable, just simple things of family life until time seemed to focus on one particular morning. It had taken years for him to get used to being a stay at home dad but he managed to find ways to keep himself busy when the rest of his family was at school and work. With the youngest of their brood happy and content watching a children’s program television, he figured he could get away with sneaking outside for a cigarette although the backdoor was left open so he could keep an ear out for the toddlers inside just in case. His relaxed for a moment while he enjoyed his nicotine fix, appreciating the sight of their scenic yard. Their own little slice of paradise right here. There was a lot to attract the eye though his favorite thing to look at was perhaps the treehouse he and Marcel had built together for their children shortly after buying the house. They’d christened it too once it had been completed, more than a few times, those were perhaps his favorite memory of the spot. A flash of movement in a window of the treehouse caught his attention and gave cause for some concern. He knew no little toddler had wandered passed him, he would’ve noticed something like that. Kids were pretty bad at sneaking at that age. They lived in a good neighborhood, but even good neighborhoods could be prone to drifters sleeping where they weren’t wanted. More than likely, it was probably some wild animal. Still, he better check it out. Young kids tended to take the loss of personal property like a loss of a loved one and he didn’t want to deal with tears over the destruction of stuffed animals. Virgil didn’t remember making his way across the lawn or up the ladder to the treehouse, just that the next thing he was standing at the door and cracking it open to peek inside.
What he saw was rather disturbing to him- as a father. In the real world, the brute scowled somewhat over what he was witnessing in his dream. Oh, why couldn’t it be an aggressive junkie or a rabid racoon? He’d much rather deal with both of those things than this...Their oldest two children making out like the horny teens they were, too wrapped up in themselves to notice they were being spied on. Virgil desperately wanted to look away, but it was like watching a car wreck, he couldn’t. It wasn’t until they started groping each other he barged in, shouting at them to ******** stop. The dark-haired girl and blond boy scrambled apart, the later grabbing a stuffed animal to hide his shameful state. Goddamnit, he was too old to deal with this! They weren’t happy at his instruction and he was far from being happy with them, but they all managed to calm down rather quickly. Enough for him to give them The Talk. They complained that they had already heard enough about it in school, but their father persisted. At sixteen and seventeen years old, they were too young to start a family of their own in his mind. Besides, he wasn’t ready to be a grandfather! After sending them on their way to school, he went inside to check on the other kids and to call his husband. He needed back up, but all Marcel did was start to laugh at the whole scenario before calming down enough to reassure everything would be fine. It wasn’t like their son and daughter were actually related by blood so more power to them if they wanted to get together. He couldn’t believe his husband was so chill about this. Did he want grandchildren? Because this was exactly how one got an infestation of grandchildren!
The pair had another visitor shortly after the sun went down, the same cleaning lady coming into the room with another tray with a covered dish on it. She grinned at the sight of them as she put the tray down on the rolling table after making room for it. A quiet comment was made that the Hispanic was a lucky b*****d as she left again, figuring it was best to let sleeping dogs lie. But the smell of food was what it took to wake Virgil, saving him from the insanity of his dream family. As if he’d become apart of the living dead during his slumber, he slowly sat up and reached out removed the cover from his food and cracked open an eye to look. A bowl of pork and vegetable miso soup with side dishes of steamed vegetables and fresh pieces of melon. Too many damn vegetables. In the next instant, the big guy was laying down again though, this time, he was curling up on his side with his head toward the foot of the bed. It had to be possible to be drunk from sleep because he certainly felt like he’d down several bottles and fully waking up was a struggle. Determined to simply go back to sleep, he closed his eyes only to give up after a minute when he didn’t immediately fall back to sleep. ”What’d ya do if ya walked in on yer kids makin’ out?” His voice came out as a tired grumbled, the last bit of his dream still fresh in his memory.
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Posted: Wed Oct 09, 2019 11:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2019 10:20 am
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Virgil grunted at his greeting. He almost wished he was sleeping beauty so he was sleeping beauty so he could sleep for years. Better yet, Rip Van Wrinkle so he could sleep for deceades. That would be so lovely right now. The shock over his question his question was far different than the calm reply he’d gotten in the dream. It was kind of nice to know the hypothetical scenario disturbed him just as much as it had in his dream. Fingers of a hand idly scratched at the wound while he listened to the veteran, being careful not to aggravate too much the new scar tissue on the portion that already healed. s**t, he hadn’t even thought about the implications of how bad a break up between siblings would be for the whole family. Rather than just one heartbroken kid, there would be two that couldn’t really avoid each other. …..Why was he thinking about this stuff? Stupid dreams! A sigh came from him when he gave voice to his own question. He would like to stop thinking about it, honestly, but he couldn’t blame him for his confusion. He rolled over a little so he could better look at Marcel. ”I had ah dream about our future family an’...I walked in our oldest kids makin’ out.” It was going to take him a while to forget that even if it was just a dream, it had felt so damn real. ”Ya were ah lot more chill about it in it though…” He chuckled with a fond smirk forming. Unsurprisingly, a dream Marcel could never make up for the real deal. Virgil reached for a piece of melon and popped it into his mouth, sucking on it for a moment to savour the sweetness of it before he swallowed with a bit of trouble. He was still sick to his stomach again and still didn’t have an appetite, but he couldn’t resist the fruit. Especially not when he knew how damn expensive melons could sell for in Japan. ”By th’ way, ya were like ah crazy cat lady ‘cept with kids instead of cats.” Both of either were equally bad in large quantities in his opinion, but he hoped he wouldn’t have to worry about too many kids in the real world. Virgil finally forced himself to sit up and grabbed the bowl of melon, eating a few more pieces before he offered it out to Marcel. ”Ya can have th’ soup an’ veggies. I’m not hungry.” He would regret not trying to eat more later, but he was more concerned with the here and now.
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2019 9:45 pm
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Marcel had been very taken aback by the question and there so many different reasons as to why abhorred the idea of it all. So when he spoke and explained his thoughts on it he was only describing one of the issues that came up in his head but thankfully though it didn't seem to be something Virgil liked either. However when questioned as to what brought that question up he couldn't hold back the smile that was on his face at that moment when he heard it, even if the last bit killed the mood a bit "You dreamt about our future family?" the fact that he dreamt about it sent a warm, tingly feeling all throughout his body and butterflies were being annoying as s**t again. Thankfully he would be able to distract himself a bit while thinking about the kids in the dream "Oldest eh? Of course a couple of ******** horny teenagers" he at least assumed they were teens, he did not want to think about anyone younger than that! Marcel would then laugh a little bit when he elaborated by saying that he was much more chill with it in the dream "Dream me sounds like he needs to get his priories straight!" he stated with an amused look on his face before shaking his head a little bit. No wonder Virgil was scowling in his sleep! He would then watch the other pick up some of the fruit and began to eat it, thankfully the other man was eating now so that was a good sign. Marcel then blinked for a moment before he began to laugh at the others next description about how he apparently adopted a lot of kids, enough to be classified under the 'Crazy cat lady' catagory. He grinned a little bit once he finished laughing "I mean...you can't have too big of a family. Right? Maybe....ten or so kids sound about good to me!" he joked a little bit with an amused look on his face. Honestly Marcel hadn't put too much thought into how many kids he'd want in the future, all he knew was that he wanted a real family and that was about it. The amount didn't matter to him too much, as long as they could all live comfortably. The Hispanic would then blink a little bit at the other offering the other food and Marcel would quickly shake his head a little bit at the offer "Querido you need to eat, it'll help you feel better and not as weak" he tried to encourage the other man to eat the rest of his meal despite not feeling hungry "Besides soup and veggies is pretty light, they probably made this with your condition in mind" at least that was what they did in the Hospital's Marcel visited whenever he was wounded or hurt in some way. A specialized diet to help you heal faster, granted he didn't know how things were over here so it could be different. á(Translation: ) |
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2019 12:54 am
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Virgil couldn’t suppress his grin at seeing how happy Marcel seemed to be simply hearing what his dream was about despite the weird turn it had taken near the end of it. Still, he was glad it hadn't been some sort of nightmare this time. Those dark greens slightly narrowed at the Hispanic for his joke. ”Not funny. Are ya tryin’ t’give me ah heart attack?” He hadn’t put much thought on how many children he wanted, but he certainly did know that he didn’t want anywhere near ten of them! Just one would make it hard for them to get any time to relax with just themselves, he didn’t want to ever find out how hellish it would be trying to care for ten of the little hellions! ”If I ever come home t’ ah bunch of kids in our homes, I’m walkin’ right back out.” He did his best not to sound playful when he said it. Even if he was being serious, it wasn’t as if he had the willpower to actually leave him over something like that. If he was lucky, Marcel would never find out how badly he had the lycan wrapped around his finger. Virgil skeptically looked at the food on the table as his boyfriend tried to encourage him. At the very least he could eat some of the vegetables so there wouldn’t be so many for him! ”Maybe...personally, I think whoever runs th’ kitchen likes t’make this kinda stuff.” He had eaten mainly soups and stews during his stay here last time and, frankly, he was still tired of it. Not that he was a huge fan of soup in the first place, feeling like it was like trying to eat and drink at the same time. But he supposed trying it wouldn’t hurt. The bowl of fruit was traded for the bowl of soup, the man studying it for a moment before raising it to his lips to take a small sip of the broth. He wrinkled his nose as he did, not finding the taste of it all that delightful. Though he forced himself to drink more of it out of hope his stomach wouldn’t feel like it was eating itself later. Virgil grabbed the chopsticks and unwrapped them before he picked it up a piece of pork along with a few slices of carrot and held it out to Marcel with a near threatening look on his face. ”Don’t make me force my meat down yer throat.” He smirked the tiniest bit. He’d had to lose his tongue or on his deathbed in order to stop making his lame jokes.
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2019 12:35 pm
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Marcel couldn't help himself as the grin on his face grew even wider when the other man seemed to not be nearly as amused by his joke as he was. The younger man chuckled a little bit and shook his head "I have to keep you on your toes Querido" he teased lightly with an amused look on his face while the other man's narrowed gaze only made the whole thing all the more amusing to him. However he would put his hand to his chest and gave a mock gasp of shock at the others bold statement "You'd abandon me and our children?!....but mostly me!? You monster!" a flair for the dramatics was always something Marcel was good at no matter what time of day it was and wherever he was. Eventually when the topic shifted over to the other man's food he would smile a little bit when the Werewolf agreed to eat more. Of course Marcel chuckled a little bit when he voiced his thoughts on the cook of his Hospital and apparently they just really liked preparing soup "I mean, if you're trying to feed a whole hospital soup is the easiest thing to make" just throw everything into a pot with some seasonings and water and you had a meal for a ton of people. He chuckled a little bit "At least that's what I was told by those on kitchen duty while I was still in the military, soup was the lazy man's meal" at least that's what he was told but now that he thought about it, the amount of times that he spent eating food with a spoon outweighed forks. Huh. Maybe that was just a common thing all over, especially in a Hospital like this one. He would then watch the other man but blinked for a moment when he held the food out with the chopsticks. He stared dumbly for a moment before snorting with laughter at the others comment and had a small laughing fit for a few seconds before calming down. Once his chuckles finally ceased he put on quite the salacious look and grinned at the his lover as his dark gaze rested on him "Oh you and I both know that I'd enjoy something like that" he even threw in a wink just for good measure before erupting into another fit of chuckles, unable to maintain the facade for more than a couple seconds after the words left his mouth. This was just too much! Once his second fit of laughter died down Marcel would look out the window and noted that the sun was now completely gone as nighttime had taken over the sky entirely. Marcel would pull his phone out and frowned a little bit at the time "I don't know how much longer visitor hours will be Querido, I may have to get going soon" he explained rather quickly, feeling bad that he may have just soured the mood a little bit with his observation. á(Translation: ) |
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2019 12:53 am
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Virgil scoffed softly at that. The last thing he needed right now was him keeping him on his toes, things were difficult enough as they were right now without his so called help! Thank gods his napped had mostly sobered him from his high or else he might have really freaked out. A bastardize version of a smile and a grin crossed his lips as Marcel treated him to a dramatic show. It was a good thing the walls in this place were soundproof or else the neighboring patients might be wondering what the hell was going on in his room. ”An’ what would ya know ‘bout makin’ soup?” He lowly uttered with a small grin, unable to miss the chance of poking fun at his lack of experience in the kitchen. ”Sounds like whoever said that wasn’t th’ poor a*****e who had t’cut everythin’ up for th’ soup.” Then again, he couldn’t imagine the soldiers had a whole lot to put in a soup to begin with so maybe there wasn’t a lot of prep work involved for them. There was a lot of chopping and general work for him whenever he made stews so he didn’t think it was exactly a meal for lazy people to make.
His head tilted somewhat to a side when his lame joke actually caused Marcel to break down laughing. The threatening expression he wore turned to one that was a lot more bashful at the look he’d received. Virgil stuffed the food he hadn’t taken into his mouth and chewed to distract himself from the small spark of heat the Hispanic’s act had caused. ”Mm, right…guess I’mma have t’find another way t’threaten ya then.” Thankfully, for him, his second eruption of laughter took the power right out of that wink or else he’d have an appetite that didn’t exactly pertain to food. He smiled to himself as he went back to picking out choice pieces from the soup, glad he had gotten the privilege of hearing the rich sound of his boyfriend’s laughter. He did best to not let his disappointment show as he glanced over at him when he noted how late it was. ”Aye, I suppose you’re right.” He didn’t know what time visitors were driven out by the staff, which he thought was a dumb concept to begin with. He understood it was so the patients would get time to rest, but it wasn’t as if they couldn’t rest with friends and family around. The bowl was put down after one last piece of pork was taken from it. ”Kinda wish I could turn inta ah puppy...then ya could sneak me out under yer shirt.” Of course, he was ready to leave even if he didn’t have the energy to leave the room, much less make it to his truck then drive all the way back home. Still, sneaking out of here was a tempting thought. It might be easy to do too if his doctor and most of his nursing staff were still busy with helping that dragon deliver her young. Virgil chuckled as he realized something.. ”Y’know ya don’t have t’stay ‘til they kick ya out.” He smirked at him. ”It won’t hurt my feelin’s if ya wanna go now.” Even as he spoke, the big brute was lying down and resting his head on Marcel’s thigh though he didn’t really relax, prepared to move at Marcel’s order.
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2019 7:10 am
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Marcel just couldn't help but he overly amused by the other man's crass joke, he just found it extra amusing considering the others current condition. He supposed that it would take a lot more than a hole in his chest to get him to get the other man to lose his edge. That was just something he genuinely appreciated in Virgil, the two of them just shared very similar senses of humor and it was nice to be one hundred percent himself around someone. The only other person who he felt this comfortable around is Jordan and that was it, Kendra didn't find his brand of dark humor and snarky sarcasm nearly as endearing. Marcel would then grin a little bit and nodded his head in agreement with his Lover "Face it Querido, there isn't much you can threaten me with!" a bold claim nonetheless but the Hispanic was sure the other man would come up with something truly horrific in due time and frankly he looked forward to hear it. Marcel was however pleased to see Virgil put down the soup and even eat his vegetables to boot! It must have been a blue moon out tonight! But that was when he noticed the other man picking out the pieces of pork and Marcel shook his head a little bit at Virgil's actions "You need to eat the vegetables too, they'll help fill you up" he chided the other man. He swore it felt like he was dealing with a child sometimes! Once the Veteran took notice of the time he would look at Virgil and smiled a small bit, it was subtle and nearly unnoticeable but he saw just the slightest shift in his gaze and the look in his eyes just barely betrayed the others disappointment for a moment. If he hadn't gotten rather good at reading Virgil's eyes he would have thought the other man was OK with his incoming departure otherwise. It was a bit of a sad thing though that both men were so good at hiding their emotions, it just was a testament to how they lived their lives and the hardships they both endured. However the Werewolf's next comment had Marcel staring for a moment at his Lover before a silly grin broke out across his face as he imagined the Wolf that was resting in his lap in a miniature form "That would be utterly cu....adorable" he caught himself this time and decided to go with another word that would also describe what he wanted to convey. Oh how he wanted to see a puppy version of Virgil! It would be too much! He would then listen to the other man and smiled a little bit, Virgil really was sweet and Marcel would nod his head a little bit "Yeah, you're right" however just as Marcel went to move his legs to swing them over they both landed back onto the bed with a noticeable thud ". . . . .s**t my legs are asleep" he supposed that having a man as large as Virgil using you as a pillow, coupled with the several hours of inactivity would do that to someone. The former lieutenant would chuckle a little bit and tried to lift his legs again, only for them to thud against the bed once more as he shook his head "Maybe I'll stick around until they wake back up, sound good?" he spoke with an amused tone as he soon began flexing his toes and bending his legs slightly to help deal with this. It was not exactly fun to deal with this prickly feeling in his legs but he would just have to deal with it for now. á(Translation: ) |
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Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2019 10:50 am
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Marcel decided that he very much liked that look on Virgil's face, it just promised such awful things for him and he loved it. The Hispanic remembered why he enjoyed egging the other man on, it was fun to see just how far he could push the other man to see where he'd go with things. Once Marcel scolded him for his picky eating his eyes narrowed somewhat when he tried saying he wasn't hungry "You will be though later, eat your veggies before they get cold. Then you really won't want them!" why must the man he loved be so damn difficult with anything the color green!? He felt like the other man was just being difficult for the sake of being difficult sometimes! Once Marcel nearly slipped up by saying the evil, horrible, forbidden word he grinned a little bit at the playful warning he had received from the other man. Although once the other followed it up by his own admission that he'd be adorable, Marcel would end up chuckling a little bit at the Werewolf and nodded his head "A real shame, if only your full wolf form could be a puppy you'd be ten times better" he stated with a wistful sigh before a teasing smirk played at his lips. He was of course just teasing a little bit, Virgil was just as cute in his wolf form as any other puppy!...Just not as much was all! Once Marcel had made his attempt to get up from the bed he chuckled a little bit at the others teasing statement and nodded his head "Ahh yes, the sheer tingling numbness is all a ruse, you saw right through me!" if Marcel hadn't gone into the military he could have made it big in theater with how over dramatic he would get at times! He would then smile a little bit when the other man started to massage his leg a little bit and it was a bit strange at first because he could feel the pressure from where his Lover's hands are but then he still could quite feel it. However thankfully it did begin to help get a bit more feeling in his leg before Marcel would turn his attention to Virgil as he explained about how he needed to head straight to his car. This would cause Marcel to quirk an eyebrow at the other man before smirking a little bit "Worried a vampire might try and get a nibble?" he joked a little bit about the very real possibility of it happening, although he wasn't even sure if there were vampires in Japan or not. But then again there was an old werewolf's head in a jar so anything was possible he supposed "Don't worry Querido, I'll be fine" he waved off the others worries with a small smile before he slowly lifted his legs just enough to swing them over the side of the bed. From there the tingling feeling of his legs waking up caused the Hispanic to shake his head a little bit "This is the worst part of it" he sat there for a moment before standing up and shook his legs a little bit and smirking as the tingling went away "Alright, well I guess I'll be leaving now. If you need anything I'm just a phone call away. Love you!" with that Marcel would lean over the bed and left a lingering kiss on the others lips before walking to the door just in time for the nurse from earlier to scowl at him a little bit, informing the Hispanic that visitor hours were over and Marcel would nod his head "OK. I'm leaving now...but one thing though" he leaned forward, purposely getting into the Kitsune's personal space as a small smirk played at his lips "I'd watch myself around him, I won't be around to rein Virgil in. So watch what you say to him and do to him, he's not in the best of moods right now" that last bit was just made up as far as he knew before walking around him and stepping out into the hallway. Marcel would still get some funny looks from the staff that were there but the Hispanic would pay them no mind as he made his way through the building and to the front door. á(Translation: ) |
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 2:13 am
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Virgil rolled his eyes at his dramatics as he fought to keep himself from smiling. His flare for being a diva at times was something the former bounty hunter found to be endearing and, usually, quite entertaining. He kept up with his self-imposed task of massaging his leg while they talked, hoping he wasn’t bothering Marcel with his way of always warning him to be careful. It couldn’t be helped, however, he couldn’t fool himself into thinking the area was a safe one for even another supernatural being.His faith in the Lieutenant's fighting skills was the only reason he wasn’t insisting that he be escorted to his vehicle. A shoulder rose and fell in a shrug as he offered a small smile. ”Maybe. Can ya blame ah guy for wantin’ t’protect his favorite chew toy?” Virgil grimaced somewhat after he spoke. The joke had sounded a lot better in his head. It might as well be though considering the serious problem he had with keeping his mouth to himself in regards to his lover’s neck. ”I know ya will be.” While he logically knew he would be perfectly fine, he was still going to worry about him to some degree. He always would and it was something that caused him a good deal of annoyance sometimes. Who knew caring about someone could be such a pain in the a**? The hold on his leg released as soon as Marcel began to move, the brute watching him as he tried to stand. This time, Virgil wasn’t able to keep his features neutral and a regretful smile formed after the kiss. ”Right. Partin’ is such sweet sorrow an’ all that... ” He chuckled faintly as he moved to reclaim the small bed for himself. ”Love ya, darlin’.” For once, he couldn’t find solace in the sight of the Hispanic walking away. Grabbing the remote to distract himself, he started to flip through the channels only to stop when he overheard him talking to someone. His attempt to threaten the nurse was more than appreciated though hoping the kitsune would just leave was wasted. He ignored him as he came into the room to take the tray of food even if a small part of it still wanted it to stay. Yet he didn’t say anything and went back to finding something to watch until he eventually settled on a soap opera. The werewolf wasn’t in any mood to actually watch television, but the noise made the room feel less now he was alone. He had to force himself to focus on what was happening on the screen though in order to keep his mind from wandering to less pleasant thoughts. It had to be some cruel joke on the kitsune family’s part to stick him in the same exact room he was in last time and, without Marcel there to keep him company and distract him, he was having trouble keeping the memories at bay.
Nighttime had brought life to the area surrounding the hospital. What once could have passed as well-kept yet abandoned buildings had lights faintly glowing from their windows and all manner of people made their way in and out of them or simply went about their own business. Though a few of them had stopped to admire the blue convertible parked near the hospital, appearing to ignore four men who were dressed in matching black suits that even starting to dare to try to open the doors while they discussed taking it for themselves.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2019 12:53 pm
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