Stitch 626

Meanwhile Stitch...

*Lays back with him and looks up as well. A soft sigh escapes him* How did you find me? Or was this a random encounter?

*nuzzles into the crook of his neck, pulling him slightly closer* I’ve been wondering where you were, but you said you did get lost from time to time. So I didn’t worry too much. I heard you were back and well, found you here.

*Lets himself get pulled closeer, snuggling into him* For the first time...I didn't want to be found. Figures that's when someone finds me. *Curls up a bit in his arms* Aren't you cold?

Meanwhile Stitch...

*Just stares down at the castle for a second, then looks over at him* Do you hate me?

Never could. *wraps his arms around him, pulling him to lay back in the snow, arms around him as he stares up at the sky* 

*Lays back with him and looks up as well. A soft sigh escapes him* How did you find me? Or was this a random encounter?

*walks up to him, drunk and high off a painkiller, his hand still wrapped up as he plops down beside him*

*Just stares down at the castle for a second, then looks over at him* Do you hate me?

[smiles down at him as she walks up to him slowly]

*Hearubf approaching footsteps he looked up and gave her a small smile* Aren't you a sight for sore eyes?

*flops down next to him and says conversationally* The snow is evil, y’know.

*Slowy turns to look at her* Oh? Why do you say that?

*rolls over, looking at the castle behind her as she lays down.* it’s upside down.

*Looks at her and tilts his head* No it isn't, you are, silly.

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*Blinks and cracks the smallest of smiles* Nothing. I keep this around so I can keep my stash fresh. *Pats the spot next to him* Sit.

*Sits next to, peering into the lunch box* So what, you put it in a thermos or something?

*Looks at him and manages to crack a small smile* No, my weed.

*Closes his eyes tightly as they kiss, his lips returning the deep kiss because he didn’t want to lose Shere either. He was so tired from losing people, from letting his dead heart get hope and it only crashing down on him. He was tired of this same old story, of the same old...

*There was a lot of confusion going on within Stitch at the moment, mainly because he ached. He physically ached right now. His heart felt like someone was squeezing it very slowly, his lungs began to shut down on him and he felt himself almost lose balance. He was getting weaker and weaker. He felt himself growing more alone as he heard Shere speak more. It didn't have to be like this, but it would be. Because in the end no matter how bad things sucked, how much the other may have loved him...they always left. He was foolish to think Shere Khan could ever truly love him, even if he had been his best friend. He sighed softly and kissed Shere's head* Don't be sorry. It is what it is, remember? *sighs again and gets up* I shoukd get going though. I'm gonna be late for work and, well, now I kinda have to be on Lucifer's good side. So. See ya around, Shere. I hope it works out for you two.

We Meet ... Again || Stitch&Sparky

What do you smoke that you eat for lunch? *Ignores everything else*

*Blinks and cracks the smallest of smiles* Nothing. I keep this around so I can keep my stash fresh. *Pats the spot next to him* Sit.

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*Looks around for a clue about the Santa comment, but doesn’t see anything that makes sense to him.* Guess you don’t really want to be shot, then.

*Rolls his eyes* What do you want? Do you want to smoke or something? *Sits down and yanks over his lunchbox* Close the door and sit down, um...*frowns* you never gave me your name.

We Meet ... Again || Stitch&Sparky

*Has only his head poked inside, looking around for the body the voice belongs to* You said come in and shoot you, I was only obliging. 

Well I don't have a gun. *Groans and finally gets up so Sparky can see him* Plus, I'm not Santa * he attempts to joke but really there is no humor behind his flat voice*

We Meet ... Again || Stitch&Sparky

Uhhh… *tries the door to see if it’s unlocked and walks in* If you have a gun, I’ll help you with the former. 

*Sighs loudly when he hears the voice and continues to lay there* No, I don't. *Looks over at him* What are you doing? Are you breaking into my spaceship with me in it?

*Is just laying somewhere in his spaceship, sighing loudly* I don't care if you're a hunter or not. Just either blow my brains out or go away.

Stitch?

Stitch no..please don’t do that… *Looks up at him, his heart breaking as tears begin to sting at his eyes. Taking a deep, shaky breath, he shakes his head, holding tightly onto him* Stitch, please… *closes his eyes, kissing him deeper and longer, not wanting to lose him* I can’t lose you…I just can’t… *Opens his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks as he holds him closer* I wish it didn’t have to be this way…

*Closes his eyes tightly as they kiss, his lips returning the deep kiss because he didn't want to lose Shere either. He was so tired from losing people, from letting his dead heart get hope and it only crashing down on him. He was tired of this same old story, of the same old screams of pain he'd give out at night, of every wicked thought, of everything. Stitch had only wanted to love someone. He had only ever wanted his ohana to be okay, but ohana was never okay. And nothing Stitch did would change that. He'd never fix everyone in his ohana and he'd never have his very own ohana. That's just the way things were meant to be for him. He reached up and gently brushed away a couple of tears from Shere's cheek, smiling softly* You're not losing me. Nobody ever loses me, Shere. They just forget about the promises they make and that's okay. I'm okay with that now because..I'm used to it. I love you more than I will ever be able to express, Shere. You mean everything to me. I mean, you're my best friend for crying out loud. You sheltered me when I had nowhere else to go. When I desperately needed it..you held me and told me everything was going to be okay. Yes, somewhere along the way..I fell for you. And yes, somewhere along the way...I wanted us to be more than what we were. But that was selfish of me. We were meant to be best friend and nothing more. That's just how our paths were designed. You were always Buster's, Shere. I was always here to help you stay strong until he came back. That's what best friends are for, no? *kisses him softly on the lips and then his forehead* I'm not leaving you. I'll continue to live here for as long as you'd like me to, and as long as it's okay with Buster. But...we just....you and I both know if we remained together lik we are now...it's only going to lead to more heartache. Which is ironic...seeing as I can't feel it...yet it hurts.

Stitch?

*feels his heart sink as he looks down, not able to meet his eyes for much longer as he holds him tighter and shakes his head* I can’t…I can’t lie and say no..

*Looks away from him and sighs softly. He lets it sink in for a moment before taking in a deep breath and exhaling slowly. Looking back at Shere he offered him a small smile* We're always going to be stitched together, tiger. Lovers, boyfriends, friends. Whatever the label..it will always be us. *Leans in and places on last kiss on his lips, before pulling back and smiling sadly against his lips* Please don't let us become another tragic breakup story, Shere. We don't have to be that. We both know what the future is holding for us now that Buster is back and it hurts..and it sucks...but I'd rather us end now before I honestly let myself fall any further.