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It's been a while-- a long while. And Rosario's hands are shaking when he dials the number. He's scared and excited and very in love, so the shaking can be expected, right? Monsoon's condition has let up enough for him to finally, finally, communicate to his lover in some way.
Rosario: ... Harry? God, were you-- were you asleep? 'm sorry, sweetheart. I just... I miss you. Miss you a lot. 'm sorry. Been so long, you know and-- and heaven knows I miss you. And I love you.
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There’s nothing Harry loves more than someone kissing his neck, slowly and yet firm —- his neck is one of three most sensitive places on his body. It being Rosario only adds to the pleasure of it all, usually. But apparently Harry really isn’t in the mood, not even in the slightest and even though he can’t begin to remember when the other last touched him — ah, work made his partner a busy bee sometimes — he’s not having any of it. At all. “Can you not?” Are his only words as he pulls away to pad into the bedroom, tucking himself into the bed nicely. Days and days of being alone never do well for the younger, only leave him in a state of mixed emotions
He was thinking that he'd at least try-- even if the cold tension in the air was impossible to miss from the minute he had walked through their door. When Harry walks away all Rosario can do is sigh and place his hands on the counter in front of him as he thinks (and thinks, and thinks, and thinks, etc.) about the what and how to make Harry feel better. There's a voice telling him (most likely the smart thing) to just leave Harry alone, let it take its course, and try his best to pick up the pieces when the other cooled off. Except Rosario knows exactly why Harry is acting like this (it's him-- or the lack of him, actually) and he can't blame his lover and he just wants to make it better right now. So he goes to their room after a few minutes of internal warring and sits himself at the corner of their bed. There's a lot of things he could say, but he only manages two things.
"... 'm sorry. I am. I love you. So much."
[text] How long have we been together?
[text] We [text] We got something really weird in the mail [text] Harry.
"Don't you think we-- we should just... stay in?" Rosario shifted in their bed as he continued to watch Harry get dressed. Yes, he could understand Harry's fidgeting for fresh air public space, but-- actually, scratch that. He didn't understand it all. It was his day-off, and, quite frankly, all he wanted to do was stay in bed and make up for lost tie with his lover.
"I mean-- if you really want to, we can. ... And could you come over here and-- and give me a kiss? I'd really like a kiss."
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crave you: intertwined au
with harry
Work took its toll without remorse. Whether it was time at home or simply a time to shut his eyes (for a moment, just one), work made sure to swallow the opportunities whole. Tired, aching muscles made it hard to hold someone tightly, and bruised knuckles made it hard to hold hands. Despite this, Rosario made his way home (late, as usual) and quietly made his way into their (no longer just his) bed with a small smile. Quietly, just in case his lover sleeping. A small smile because god, Harry always looked so unbelievably beautiful. He simply couldn't help himself when he trailed a few kisses from the younger's neck to his bony shoulder and ran a gentle hand over his hip. Once he realized Harry was still awake from little mumbles his smile only grew. "... Sorry I got home late," he apologized in a low whisper. His lips lingered near the other's shoulder and he let himself savor the scent. "I'm-- I'm gonna go take a shower. We-- we can sleep together tonight. 'm done with work for-- for the night. I think."
Starter Sentence Meme thing: "Somebody's in a bad mood."
"It's just been a really bad day and a half, okay? Every and anything that could go wrong has." He huffed.
+ 'fred davies' (and others?)
Bars (and their surrounding areas) were naturally spawn points of controversy. Alcohol and late night blues rarely equaled peaceful conflict resolutions. Rosario had his fair share of drunken fist fights, but had avoided one on this particular evening. Everything, for the most part, seemed calm as he headed home for the night.
The peace was abruptly cut off by a conflict in his path. Something about a guitar and some money and--
It didn't matter when that guy pushed the kid and went to hit him again. Protector mode in full effect, Rosario stepped in front of the freckled young man and stared the attacker down.
"Leave him be." Or else hung in the air, and the obviously drunken man didn't seem too inclined to fight when he was up against a towering wall of experienced muscle.
Once the other man stumbled out of sight, Rosario sighed and turned to look at the stranger he had defended.
"... Did he hurt you?"
