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Argent training didn't just cover hunting. The Argent family was expected to be able to handle any crisis that came up. As a side effect, Chris was generally terrible at dealing with emotions in anything resembling a healthy way.

Since Isaac had miscarried, he'd cried, in private where no one could hear or see. He'd been there for Isaac, calm and in control every time his lover was upset. Tonight was no different. Isaac had called, said he needed to come over to talk; so he brought the young man into the lounge, shelving his own emotions. "What do you want to talk about?"

Date: 2012-11-05 10:01 am (UTC)
firsttofreedom: (Sad)
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His voice is barely a whisper when he speaks, holding his gaze. "I was scared you'd leave me. And you've been so distant and I just... I can't lose you too."

Date: 2012-11-10 07:58 am (UTC)
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"Never." He curled up closer to Chris' chest, tucking his nose against the older man's neck.

Date: 2012-11-17 12:15 pm (UTC)
firsttofreedom: (Unhappy)
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"You don't believe me." He brushes his nose along Chris' neck. "I mean it. I'm in deeper than you think."

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