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"Come to bed, Ray. You need some sleep, that or a shag because you're more strung tight than a violin string."
He sighed, “I’m fine, I just need to finish up these emails…” he murmured still sitting hunched over at his disk.
Seb sighed and got up, walking up behind Ray and actually want so far as to picking the other man up, carrying him to the bedroom. “Later and I swear, I will fuck you silly if that’ll make sure you get some sleep.”
Stop The Train! || Soul mate AU
He was baffled by a multitude of things, the colors or course, they were everywhere, and so distracting, reds and blues, mostly on peoples clothes, most of the subway was yellow ans grey, he could only imagine what it would be like up on the street. There was also the fact that he’d just left a bag worth about fifty thousand dollars on a train, and in the hands of his soulmate none the less.
Should he stay? try to track him down at the next stop? Go to the client and try to explain what had happened. If he was late…
He groaned and rubbed his face before heading up to the street, maybe he could catch him at the next stop…. Something told him it was the right thing to do.
He got out at the next Station, being careful of the bag since he definitely did not want to have to try and pick things up when people were herding each other in and out of the train. Now what.. He couldn’t walk out and hope to find the guy, or take the train back only to miss him. So, Sebastian went to the small inside café, gas station like little shop to get something to eat.
When the next train came around, he’d had settled down on one of the benches where the train would stop, drinking a pretty meh cup of coffee.
Stop The Train! || Soul mate AU
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He was nervous, his knee bouncing, his gaze down. He didn’t like the men he was dealing with tonight, he was pretty sure it was some form of punishment for the last deal he tried to run without the bosses permission. It had gone well, but it had been a gutsy move. So now he was doing a simple swap, with just the people he hated dealing with.
As the train came to a stop and announced his stop he nearly jumped up to get off, forgetting his bag as he was not used to carrying one with him. He was already a few paces away from the train when he heard someone call, he turned back to see a man through the windows trying to fight the crowed getting on. As their eyes met the world seemed to explode and he felt as if the wind has been knocked out of him. Shock held him in place even as he watched the doors close and the train start to move. His soul mate shut on the train with his bag full of drugs and money.
“Oh god no…” He said watching the train disappear down the tunnel.
Sebastian had been half asleep at the platform, until some guy next to him got up, he squeezed inside as best he could, seeing someone getting off without their bag and called out. “Oi!” Only to have his whole world change, colour was amazing, he’d heard about colours, like the sky is blue, roses are red and so on, but he never really understood that until now. “Shite..” The train doors were closing and his soul mate had already gotten off the train, without his bag.
He sat down and took the bag so no one else would, planning to get off at the next stop.
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Out of the Cold || Ray & Seb
Ray cleaned up then spend most of the night in front of the fire, every now and again glancing this way or that when he thought he might have heard something. With the storm it was hard to tell if it was only the wind or if anyone was actually out there… Once it quieted down he made his way to the bedroom he had been shown and climbed in.
He laid there quite a while again listening, despite how tired he was sleep didn’t come easy, but he managed an hour or two before he heard the other moving about the cabin.
When he came out he was dressed, the clothes fitting him pretty well, and clean, though he still looked tired, he was also alert.
“I would have brought in more wood, but I didn’t think I could find it in the dark with that storm going,” he said, he’d kept the fire up in the main room longer than was needed.
Sebastian did stiffen up when he heard someone behind him, but relaxed in just a few second, it was just a reflex, nothing more. “It’s okay, I’ll go out to get some more after we eat.” He said and got the sliced pork belly and eggs onto plates with another bread roll, as well as glasses and a pitcher of water.
His, none existence leg was acting up today, it felt off, kinda painful despite not even being there. “.. I’m sure you’ve noticed I have half a leg missing, the part which is missing is acting up today.. If I show you the barn would you take care of the horse, the cow and the sheep?” He didn’t want to ask this of someone who had just escaped something or the other.
"When is the last time you ate?"
“…It’s been a while. I’m fine, really.”
He groaned, there was nothing harder than figuring out to eat with no apatite. “I’ll help but you have to pick what it is.” He said pushing himself up finally.
“Fine, grilled chicken it is.” Sebastian said, bringing out the two large chicken thighs he’d put in marinade the day before. “Do you want rice or potato wedges?”
"When is the last time you ate?"
“…It’s been a while. I’m fine, really.”
He gave a small groan, letting his head fall back on to the couch dramatically. “You’re almost as bad as my mother was.” He gave a snort, but there was a slight smile there too.
“Yes yes, now come on, darling, help me cook.” Seb teased and moved forward, leaning down and giving Ray a quick kiss. “You get to pick what we eat.”
"When is the last time you ate?"
“…It’s been a while. I’m fine, really.”
“Mhmm, come on. You’re helping me cook and then we’re eating.” Seb said, patting Ray’s thigh.
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Out of the Cold || Ray & Seb
He hesitated but shook the man’s hand. “Raymond,” he said after a moment, the man had given him so much already, the least he could do was give him his name.
He’d wash up and sit a while, he was tired, but not the kind of tired that would bring him an easy sleep. It was hard to believe that he was really out, that he’d nearly gotten away with it. He wasn’t fully out of their grips yet, but he was on his way.
“Thank you,” he said again to the other, he doubted he would need anything more from the man tonight, he;d already given him so much.
Sebastian had spent a good time changing out of his clothes, unwrapping the bandages around the end of his leg, he’d managed to keep his knee, which according to the doctor had been very fortunate, Seb couldn’t really call himself fortunate. It still hurt, the leg he didn’t have anymore hurt somehow. Ghost pains they had said, it would go away, they had said. He sighed deeply and cleaned the scarred over skin and bent his knee a few times before getting into bed.
He used to be a deep sleeper, he’d though he would be again once he came home. But every sound and movement had him almost waking up. At least the sound of a storm didn’t wake him, the sun did though. In the morning he got up, pulled on pants and a shirt, attaching the prosthetic and with a deep sigh stood up.
“It’ll feel like a real leg.. Feels like a crutch.” He grumbled and threw in some logs to the stow so he could start up breakfast.
Out of the Cold || Ray & Seb
He shook his head at the offer of more food, he was used to eating so little for so long it didn’t take much to make him feel full. Ray pushed himself to his feet, the towel still around his shoulders, he wasn’t quite sure what he wanted to do, sleep or sit by the fire more, it had been a long time since he really had choices like that.
He wasn’t ready for bed yet, he knew that much, but he would let the man show him where it was at least. Perhaps he’d sit bu the fire a little longer, clean up a bit, they were of a similar size, the fresh clothes would be welcomed.
“So long as its not snow I’m making my bed in I think I’ll be happy,” he told him, it as partly humor but also very true. he wondered just how long he would have made it out there before the warmth left him forever.
Sebastian smiled softly and cleaned the bowls, leaving them up side down to dry for the night. “If you wish you can make yourself a bath, I would have had one ready if I’d know I’d be having a visitor.. Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, I’m Sebastian.” He said, holding out a hand for a shake.
He was tired from walking around, he’d taken in wood and cleaned during the storm, but at least he knew he had enough firewood for at least a week. Sebastian used to be very lively, could do the work of five men if he wanted, now, he could become winded just shovelling the way between his shed and the house. Not to mention his horse needed to be fed and secured for the night before he got to sit down and eat.
“Make yourself at home.” He smiled and showed the other the spare bed room and where he could find more blankets if he needed them. “If you need anything else you can come and get me.
Out of the Cold || Ray & Seb
He didn’t miss that the knife the man used as army issued, it probably at one time mirrored the very one that put the gash in his chest. But the man simply cut the rope, and Ray said noting about the knife. He rubbed his wrists as he moved back to the fire where his bowl sat. “Thanks,” he said simply sitting down heavily and grabbing the towel once again, pulling it over his shoulders before picking up the bowl and trying not to look like a complete animals he ate it.
The broth was strong and the soup full of chunks that weren’t half rotten potatoes and gristle, the role too, was warm and even still rather soft in the middle, not hard or covered in mold. It left him fuller than he had been in months and warmed him from the inside.
Ray sat for a moment in front of the fire simply soaking the warmth in and relishing the feeling of a full stomach. When it was almost too hot to have his bare skin to the fire he turned his back to it and looked to the man as h tried to wipe off some more of the grime. “Thank you,” he said again a little more sincerity.
Sebastian gave a nod, letting the man go back to the fire while the old soldier went back to his food, cleaning the bowl with the bread before getting up once more. He took the others empty bowl as well. “You’re welcome, would you like more?” He asked, offering him more food, not that the pot couldn’t be warmed up in the morning again and eaten with added meat and vegetables.
He lived a very very simple life, eating stew and porridge, with bread and butter. Then again, with how the country was doing he probably had it better than most, at least he had food every day and a warm bed at night. “It’s late, why don’t I show you the spare bedroom. You can sleep in there.. You might have to warm the heart in there yourself.” Sebastian explained, already getting tired and ghost pains were coming back.
“But if you’d rather sleep in front of an open fire you can do that too.” God know Sebastian did some nights, cold nights when he just did not feel like moving from the main room of the cabin, the night he just didn’t have the strength to stand up.
Out of the Cold || Ray & Seb
He’d almost forgotten about the man until he brought him the blankets and clothes, he reached for the towel first, his hands still bound as he pressed it to his face and dragged it down his neck and over his chest, wincing and looking down as he noticed the awful gash. It wasn’t so deep and it wasn’t really bleeding any more thanks to the cold, but it stung he realized now.
Ray looked over at the bowl and his mouth watered, he nearly picked it up and drank it but he gave pause enough to figure he probably ought to see if the man would be kind enough to cut his binds as well.
He looked back at him for the first time really, he seemed the kindly type, yet young and strong, but weathered at the same time. The man was missing a leg he realized. With a little effort Ray managed to push himself to his feet. “Getting there,” he said quietly moving over to the table.
“Could you?” he asked raising his bound wrists to the other in a gesture. He couldn’t exactly blame him if he choose to make him keep them, a stranger in his home.
He felt pretty dumb for not taking more notice of the man’s hands being bound, but Sebastian had been more occupied getting him blankets clothes and something to dry off with that he hadn’t taken the rope into mind.
“Of course.” He said kindly picking the knife from the table, army issued, the one thing he hadn’t just thrown in the closet, because it was useful out here. The little ornaments had fallen off from him picking at them and it was mostly used to cut kindle or meat, now it would cut rope and nothing else.
Sebastian held the man’s hands up so he could see better, making sure that the blade didn’t cut any skin and with a quick little slice the ropes feel to the floor. “I’m sorry for not doing that earlier, eat and try to warm up some more, then we’ll clean the cut on your chest, it looks like the snow did most of the job for us.”
Out of the Cold || Ray & Seb
He felt like he was at that door forever but it swung open and he looked up a little surprised. He even hesitated before stumbling into the warmth and out of the cold. He staggered in without a word moving across the room to fall on his knees on a rug before a small fire.
Ray trembled as he raised his hands to the flames, they were numb he now realized, everything hurt for one reason or another, but the warmth was nice.
He stared into the fire as his mind raced. He was free, he was out of the snow, he was still alive.
Sebastian wasn't very fazed by the man's behaviour, his hair looked wet and frozen at the same time, parts of him looked almost blue and he was shaking, so, normally he'd ask for a name, but that could wait for a bit. Instead he went to the bedroom, getting some dry clothes, a towel and blankets.
"Here, dry yourself off and keep warm while I get you some stew." Seb said kindly, hoping the other wouldn't grow sick while in the cabin, as the trek into town for any medicine or a doctor was a very dreadful trip to take in this time of year.
Soon enough a bowl of stew and a bread roll was put down besides the escapee and Sebastian sat back down at the table. "Warming up?"
Out of the Cold || Ray & Seb
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It was a stupid idea, and it most certainly meant his death, running off into the snow like that. They were in the middle of no where, the dirt road they had been on was completely covered in snow, not that it lead anywhere. They hadn’t seen a town or even a house in days.
When the tire blew and they ushered them out into the snow the temptation was too much. He could stay and be worked to death, helping the people who wanted nothing more than their labor and then for them to die, or he could choose his own fate and end it all much sooner. He had lost his shirt weeks ago, but he’d had a blanket, that was gone now. and of course he couldn’t just get away cleanly, the gun may have misfired, but the knife had still been sharp.
He ran blindly, listening to them shout after him, it was a shame, but he’d die out there before the next morning it wasn’t worth the effort to go get him. It didn’t take long before all he could hear was the wind and his own labored breathing, and for a little while it was almost nice. He was out, he was free at last… but for what?
eventually his legs began to fail him and he tripped in a deep drift, sent tumbling into the burning snow. He struggled for a moment, he needed to keep going, just keep moving and maybe… but something caught his eye, off in the distance. It almost blended into the woods behind it, all covered in snow and tucked back against the trees, but the column of smoke drifting from it’s chimney was the only real give away.
Sure there was a good chance whom ever lived in the house would turn him right round, but there was a chance that they might not either…
He staggered to his feet and made his way to the cabin, panting as he finally lifted his bound hands to knock at the door, too out of breath to even call out. He lowered his head and for the first time in a long time prayed.
He was a military man, was a military man, with badges and uniforms tucked into his closet. He'd gone into the war a confident man, glad to serve his country, to provide for his family. He'd come home a tired man, hating what his countrymen did. His family did what they could feeding, helping and hiding all they could.
He'd lost a leg, gained a badge of honour for it, but that didn't change much. Sebastian had been a lively man, now, he really only enjoyed the simple things, living in the middle of nowhere, a small dirt road the only way to get somewhere close to civilisation. He'd been made a replacement leg, which he wore, of course he did, but not unless he had to.
So one night, around supper, he was started to hear someone knocking on his door, sure it could be the wind, there was a storm outside after all, but Sebastian wasn't one to assume such things and used the crutch to move from his dinner table and opened the door to a half naked man with a gash across his chest and numbers on his arm. ".. Come inside." Sebastian said kindly, motioning for the other to walk in.
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He flinched as the hammer came down. So that was it, the man in the back had won, he was going home with him tonight, and would be under his control until he was bored of him. At least he was handsome looking, from what Ray could see. He hoped he was anyway, if he was going to be pleasing a man it would help if he was at least attracted to him.
Ray was escorted back off the stage and directed where to go to wait for his owner to collect him.
Ray sat down and waited for Seb to dish dinner up, he looked to the man as he spoke. He was pretty sure that he had no idea just how bad Ray was sure the rest of his life was going to be. He was just happy to be busy with something that didn’t make him feel used and violated.
"I just want to do my part, I… I really think you underestimate how much you’ve done for me," he felt like that was a bold thing to say, he glanced at him then back to his place.
"I think I've done less than I should and you've done more than enough." Seb said kindly leaning over the small table and patted Ray on the shoulder. "You're working hard and I'm very grateful, but I still worry you work a little too hard. You're allowed to do things you want to do for yourself, to take snacks and food when I'm at work and you can go out if you feel comfortable to do that."
They were definitely going to go shopping tomorrow, Sebastian didn't like shopping, but sometimes it has to get done. "You're going to get an allowance. To use as you like, and a few other things. You're a person and you deserve a life, a real one."
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