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flowerofmtsilver) wrote2032-07-31 03:26 pm
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IC contact; phone
You have reached the voice mailbox of ...Vinnie. Please leave a message after the tone.
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BEEP!
[Or drop him a text, if you'd like to brave his txtspeak]
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BEEP!
[Or drop him a text, if you'd like to brave his txtspeak]
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he had a lot on his mind already... going to make sure he knows today.
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...i think i shud b there
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probably going to be way easier than when I told him I liked you.
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uhhh
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ok
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it'll be ok. he likes you more than he says he does.
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now a ok time 4 me 2 come over?
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[AND THEN VINNIE CAME OVER AND THEY NERVOUSLY HAD TEA.]
[SOON AFTER THAT]
[AND THEN AT A TIME]
But whatever his feelings were, he realized they paled in comparison to what the other Venusaur was feeling. The words "that's not fair" stuck with him, because it wasn't. This was something he needed to check up on.
"That went well," he started softly once it was just the two of them, because it actually did go relatively well all things considered. "Are you holding up ok?"
Re: [AND THEN AT A TIME]
Scratching his face, the older Venusaur peered over at Bulba with an expression that was uncomfortable, but making an obvious effort to minimize how he felt. He responded with a, "Yeah," with the unspoken undertone of, why wouldn't I be?
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"...It feels like I'm rushing you," Bulba admitted. "Which I don't want to do. I know... I know how hard this can be."
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"I don't wanna let it sit though." The longer this felt like a secret affair, the more guilty he felt about it all. "Besides," he added, "I already made you wait for me."
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As hard as it was, he tried to smile, even if it carried the uncertainty and fear of all these worst case scenarios in his head.
"It's just ripping off the band-aid," he said, forcing himself to be positive about all this. "Honestly, wondering what people'll say's way worse than knowing for sure."
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"It only gets easier but... it's really hard to shake the memory of things gone wrong, even when everything else is going right."
Bulba shifted a bit closer to rub his forehead against Vinnie's, sighing softly.
"... I'm really glad I had someone with me this time."
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"Bulba..." He pulled his forehead away just enough so that he could look the other Saur in the eye as he asked, with some hesitation, "When people found out, did they...
"Did they start treating you different?"
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If things hadn't been the way they were now, it would have been a lot harder to talk about. If there hadn't been living, thriving (well okay it was sleeping now but) garden in the forest to prove that everything had gotten better since then, thinking about the memories would have stung much deeper. "I mean, it doesn't always work out. Char kicked me out when I told him. Couldn't stand the sight of me and left without telling anyone. It was the worst. I thought I had messed everything up but..."
Bulba shut his eyes tight, recalling the fights and bitter exchanges and everything that had happened in between. With a sigh he raised them again, studying Vinnie's intently. "... he just needed time. You're not any different than you were before." He raised a hand, gently brushing some of the green from the older saur's face with his fingers.
"You're still Vinnie. Even if someone hates the idea, if they really care about you they'll come around. It just takes some patience sometimes."
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Vinnie had never thought of being gay as anything that abnormal. Growing up in a Garden with so many gay brothers seemed completely normal to him. It really hadn't been until now, when he really had to face the implication of having that perception of himself change, that he began to feel this uneasy twist in his gut.
True, there weren't a lot of people who put down Bulba for liking guys - not many he could remember off the top of his head, anyway. But that wasn't the only change in perception he was worried about.
"I don't even know what most've my team even thinks of me anymore. It's not like that can get much more nail in the coffin. And I can't even count how long I've known your team. After so long, I..."
His gaze fell away from Bulba's. "I don't want t'train with Jolt an' have him just see me as The Boyfriend. I don't want Char t'not see me as a rival either. I mean, I've only just started to understand him, but..."
He sighed. "They care about you. I just don't really belong."
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"It's just something new."
Bulba reached up with both hands now, gliding skin against skin as he cupped Vinnie's face to lift his gaze back up towards his. "You already have relationships with them, and they are what they are," he said, mimicking what Green had said earlier in a firm tone. "If I don't have to dump yours and Jolt's butts into a wheelbarrow next week I'll probably have to buy a new hat cause I'll be eating one of mine. And I honestly don't think I could stop you and Char from throwing punches at each other even if I tried."
"... I can't say things won't change," he admitted, frowning just a little. "Your guess is probably as good as mine about how but... You're definitely going to be more than just a boyfriend. You're Vinnie first."
And then he grinned at him, broad and toothy. "No one's going to let you off easy just because I like you, don't worry about that."
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He breathed out slowly. Some things the Venusaur simply had no control over, so he had to learn to accept it. He had to learn to accept this, too.
"In my defense," he said, weakly but in good humour, "I make sure Jolt eats lunch sometimes."
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"... He hasn't been doing that thing where he skips it again has he..."
The thing Bulba was evidently already acquainted with.
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I still don't have a kissing icon???
get on that???
goodness but I need more art
gosh!!
get on that
the tables have turned
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