[There's this small part of Max that should have expected this, known this could have happened but the freedom of the game, the buzz of the alcohol in his veins shorted out his better judgement and the reasoning behind why he'd never mentioned it to a soul beyond this.
It was his burden, his cross to bear. It'd made him wiser and more accepting of so many things. When he returned, Max had actually forgotten his time after a brief period of depression. Once Liz moved back into his life, and they became so busy trying to rid themselves of the constant array of forces trying to kill them. It wasn't important any longer.
Kyle became Kyle again, even the name of his other sub-- what was it now. Caleb? He'd nearly forgotten it. It was only watching the forces move around him that reminded him of his brother's anger. Sighing, Max got up.]
Michael! Listen to me. [He took to his brother's side and pressed his hand against his chest. Luckily he didn't push what he was feeling, and mark his brother. That would have given them too close of a bond with their emotions this heightened.] Michael. Listen to me. You can't just go there. No one knows how, and it's over. It's been over.. they are experiences. Not all bad. I was a dominant. I had a nice house, and submissives. [a short laugh]
You were there michael, a version of you. I don't know how it works. One that didn't know what I knew, you were from my past, and you were who I mostly lived with, except when you were dating this other vampire, who pretty much hated me. He thought I was irresponsible. You thought I was too.
[Rolling his eyes, Max could admit now that being free of Liz, and trying new things did make him emotionally vulnerable in ways he hadn't been. He'd done things he might not have, but now he was doing his best to make up for it all.] Come back and sit on the couch with me. Drink with me. This game isn't bad. I'm learning about you, I want to know. I want you to know about me... Come on.
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It was his burden, his cross to bear. It'd made him wiser and more accepting of so many things. When he returned, Max had actually forgotten his time after a brief period of depression. Once Liz moved back into his life, and they became so busy trying to rid themselves of the constant array of forces trying to kill them. It wasn't important any longer.
Kyle became Kyle again, even the name of his other sub-- what was it now. Caleb? He'd nearly forgotten it. It was only watching the forces move around him that reminded him of his brother's anger. Sighing, Max got up.]
Michael! Listen to me. [He took to his brother's side and pressed his hand against his chest. Luckily he didn't push what he was feeling, and mark his brother. That would have given them too close of a bond with their emotions this heightened.] Michael. Listen to me. You can't just go there. No one knows how, and it's over. It's been over.. they are experiences. Not all bad. I was a dominant. I had a nice house, and submissives. [a short laugh]
You were there michael, a version of you. I don't know how it works. One that didn't know what I knew, you were from my past, and you were who I mostly lived with, except when you were dating this other vampire, who pretty much hated me. He thought I was irresponsible. You thought I was too.
[Rolling his eyes, Max could admit now that being free of Liz, and trying new things did make him emotionally vulnerable in ways he hadn't been. He'd done things he might not have, but now he was doing his best to make up for it all.] Come back and sit on the couch with me. Drink with me. This game isn't bad. I'm learning about you, I want to know. I want you to know about me... Come on.