Thread: All The Small Moments (Grizzly_Mang & Beelzing)

Damian relished the feeling of the brush running through his hair, even though it was mildly painful he relished the feeling because he knew there was a beautiful girl doing it. He caught himself a moment his eyes widening as he realized the implications behind his thought. He couldn't shake his head, so instead he just took a deep breath and mentally shrugged his shoulders. Fathers all over the world called their daughters beautiful and didn't think nasty things... Okay, well maybe some of them, but it was okay to call a family member beautiful, right? Now sexy would be a different story... His mental ramblings were interrupted when Audrey passed him the blunt before her head nestled into the small of his back. He chuckled softly to himself before taking a drag, poor Audrey... He thought about asking her to move so he could go get her some water when she apologized to him. This stopped him up entirely for a moment. His eyes glossed over a moment and small frown settled in on his face as he stared forwards into nothing at all, really. He sat in silence for a while before he spoke. Don't be sorry, he said softly, practically whispering, all the joviality gone from his tone. You didn't do anything wrong... It's not like I came to the dorms or wrote you letters, I didn't keep in touch either. And if I was lonely, well... It was my own fault... Yeah, you were my only friend back then, but that was my fault. I could have made friends if I was lonely, and eventually I did... Please don't be sorry. He thought back to his first year of highschool, the first year he spent without his sister, and how miserable he was. He was in honors and the like since he started, and his classmates hated him for it. He took AP courses as a freshman where his whole class was older kids, and they all resented Damian for being there with them. His mother barely let him out her sight, let alone out of the house she would often say things like Oh, I can't believe my baby's all grown up and gone away! I can't let that happen to you, Damian, you're gonna stay my baby forever, right? All the boy could do to respond to such states was smile weakly and agree, because he knew he would break the woman's heart if he did anything else. On top of classmates that shunned him and mother hen that was nearly suffocating him, Damian didn't even have his best friend, their old Scottie Watson, around either. He took his sister's leaving pretty hard for a while, but in retrospect he knew he was just being a pussy and any pain he felt was self-inflected, or at least allowed. Damian puffed his blunt, no more coughs escaping from his chest this time. He gulped down the earthy smoke, hoping to choke out his bad memories he wanted his eyes so red, so dry, that he couldn't imagine tearing up. The boy was not one for crying, he despised the action since it left him physically vulnerable and feeling weak at the moment, however, it was all he could do to keep a tear from sliding down his cheek. So he puffed away like a steam engine and let his memories die away as he turned the TV to his favorite channel, National Geographic. World's Weirdest was on, and it looked like they were doing a segment on the cookie cutter shark, which he happily let occupy the whole of his attention. He hogged the blunt to himself while Audrey braided away, taking only small puffs he didn't want to interrupt her work, but mostly he didn't want her coughing a lung up onto the floor. So when he got about halfway through he scraped the cherry off the blunt against the side of the ashtray and placed the smokable down on the table, deciding he would light it again after she finished the braid and he could go get her some water. Shortly after extinguishing the blunt he felt his sister's arms and legs wrap around him, and he felt her sniffing his neck. He blushed fiercely at her comment, but couldn't keep his lips from twisting into a slight grin. The strangest thing about the scene, though, was that Damian loved it. He loved the warmth of Audrey pressed against him, the comfort of his limbs wrapped gently around him, and the feel of her breath on his neck. It felt... right. Uh, thanks... he said softly, praying that his sister couldn't see his fact. I think it's the soap I use. I always get a bar of sandalwood soap from the crazy looking old man at the farmer's market. With that Damian drifted off into silence, though he couldn't tell if it was awkward or not. He was quite vexed, and for the moment seemed content to stew in his vexation. Part of him wanted to peel Audrey off of him and run away but that was only a small part of him. A different part of him wanted to just sit like that forever, to let time die around them and just stay locked together like that, until existence itself packed it's bags and hit the road. The biggest part of him, though, was hard to hold back that part wanted to rip his sister off his back, toss her to the couch, tear her clothes off, and... The boy choked on nothing at all and began coughing, the smoke from earlier making things worse. By the time he was done coughing he was sure that someone could boil water on his face he was blushing so hard. Hey, do you want some water? he asked meekly, trying to come up with some kind of excuse to get away from Audrey at the moment.