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Aug. 26th, 2006 | 03:14 pm
location: Followill Apartment
mood: anxiousAnxious
posted by: hollyroller in themusicrpg

Nathan padded over to Caleb's bedroom. Noticing the door was open a crack, he gently pushed it open wider. He stood in the doorway for an awkward moment, slipping his glasses from his face and unnecessarily cleaning the lenses with his t-shirt. He finally found his voice and apprehensively ventured into the room further. "What's up? You wanted help with the userpics, right?" he asked kindly.

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from: hollyroller
date: Aug. 27th, 2006 09:16 pm (UTC)

"Well, no, what I meant was-" Nathan stopped abruptly, and then abandoned that train of thought, instead calmly addressing the other questions.

"Yeah, that's all you have to do," he replied with a brief nod. His breath almost caught in his throat as Caleb leaned back into his hand, and even though he knew no one else was home save for themselves, he tried to exercise some sort of self-control.

He turned his palm outward, gently rubbing his back, fingers trailing up and down his spine, taking comfort in the familiarity of his body and warmth.

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from: acrackintheback
date: Aug. 28th, 2006 03:23 am (UTC)

Caleb bit his lip and kept his eyes to the screen. "Okay, walk me through this stupid shit one last time. Okay?" He put his hand on the mouse and cringed, knowing he kinda forgot already. Good thing Nathan was patient, he thought.

He rolled his shoulders as he clicked around and tried to upload another icon, rolling his head back slightly as well. Hope surged up within his body at the mutual wanted contact, and he felt better already.

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