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Seifer Almasy ([personal profile] igneousdogtag) wrote2022-02-03 02:04 am

Late Night Visit

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[A continuation of this long text message convo.]

[As promised, Seifer kept his dorm room front door unlocked. He sat in the small kitchen and, as he mentioned before, he was studying. Books laid out and one glance at the table would make it obvious he's studying with all the note-taking he's doing. Huh, who knew he could be studious if he really wanted to be. He hit the send button to send one last message to Zell before putting his phone down taking the last bit of notes he wanted to remember for the exam tomorrow. He figured he could look these over in the morning before the exam itself. This was easy street anyway so Seifer was confident he'd pass it.

He then looked at the front door and give it a squinty-eyed look for a moment. He shook his head before he said in a normal tone of voice.]


I told you the door's unlocked. Open it. Don't make me call you chicken wuss.

[And with that, he grinned. He figured he'd get Zell's attention that way.]
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[personal profile] loudchickenwuss 2022-03-09 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
Skip your classes… [Zell was having a needy moment as he held onto Seifer’s shirt even as the older male laid down. He moved closer and pressed his face against Seifer’s chest. His body ached but it was a little less than the day before so Zell knew he was healing quickly.]

…I should probably take my pain pills…
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[personal profile] loudchickenwuss 2022-03-12 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Zell just moved closer as Seifer pulled out his phone and started to text. He carefully wrapped a leg around Seifer’s and just stayed close to the older blonde. Zell knew he shouldn’t be asking Seifer to skip classes but there was clearly a connection between them and Zell felt safe and trusted the older male.]

Thank you… I really don’t want you to go. [He pulled his head back from Seifer’s chest, his hair a complete mess, and looked up at the scarred blonde.] Can we lay here for a moment? I’m comfortable and warm….