#toulouse!!!

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camping au where one has “no fucking idea what any of this shit does”

James growled as he tossed the strange plastic toy-looking thing aside. Toulouse hadn’t been anymore help than he had. “Great. Let’s try and get the tent set up.” Shaking his head, he started rummaging through their items and sighed deeply. “No stakes. No way to tether the damn thing to the ground.” Groaning, he sat back on his feet and looked at the redhead who seemed as if she would burst from her suppressed laughter. “What’s so funny, Kitten?”

“Why did we think this was a good idea? I mean…I thought Mr. Captain would be a little better at this sort of thing.”

“It was supposed to be romantic! Besides, I thought a hippie would be good at camping and one with nature. Or whatever bullsh–.” James ran a hand over his face. “Fuck it. It’ll be a romantic night under the stars and we pray to a deity whose existence we doubt that it won’t rain.” Grinning, he pulled her close and kissed her forehead. “We should probably share a sleeping bag. Wouldn’t want you to get cold during the night after all,” he purred against her ear as he held her close. Tents. Who needed them?

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“Criminal” Alexz Johnson

How could he explain it? How it had felt as if the entire world was against him. As he screamed, he broke down, and no one cared or lifted a finger to help him. His entire world had crumbled down around him. It had jaded him to human contact, human interaction. Rarely home, wanting to be as far from those memories as possible, he searched out companionship. Of course had had found it in the worst ways possible. Sighing, he looked into her clear blue eyes, unable to form the words to tell her, his larger hands covering hers as he tried to share his pain, his past. James knew Toulouse wanted to know…but how could he share it with her? How did he know she wouldn’t judge him and be completely repulsed by him?

“Kitten, I…I don’t know how to tell you any of it. Any of my past. But know that for years I looked for someone like me, or at least someone who would give a shit. Someone who saw past the ashes covering me, the mask I adapted…I didn’t always search in the best way and it felt almost… criminal, the things I did. But those days are long gone, Toulouse.” Was she wasting her affection on him? Yes. She should save it all for someone who was actually worthy of it. But he didn’t have the heart to push her away, to cut her from his life. She was the only one who saw him, saw whatever it was that he couldn’t see. . “I can’t see myself anymore. Who or what I am. But you do. You see me, Kitten. So maybe you were the one I was looking for.”

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“This Time” Jonathan Rhys Meyers

James sighed as he laid back on the roof, watching the stars…all he could think of was her. The love he had let go, whose smile outshone the brightest of stars, that gap between her front teeth always bringing an adoring smile to his face. How many times had he walked up to her door? How many times had he gone to apologize for the things he had said to her. But he was never brave enough to knock on her door…To do what he should. Maybe he should just go and leave the academy behind entirely. Nights of drinking, driving aimlessly, anything to avoid falling to his knees at her feet. It was all in vain because everything was telling him he had two options…Beg forgiveness or leave completely. Start over somewhere new. Do anything he could possibly to get her off his mind. But he knew it would never work. Not this time. She was different. No.

Picking himself up and climbing down carefully from the roof, he made up his mind. He would not back out this time. His fist collided again and again with her door. James prayed that no one else saw him, and gratefully it was the Brave Kitten who opened the door. There were no words. What could he possibly say to her? The expression on his face and his presence at her door said enough. His hand tangling in her wild hair, his lips crashed over hers, his body relaxing as she wrapped her arms around him. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered against her lips. Just this once he had gathered his courage and done what he should have. He would apologize, beg forgiveness and do anything to make amends. This time.

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met on Sunday at church, one was actually going, the other was there for a bet

James was dragged to church as he usually was on Sundays. Stifling a groan, he sat back in the pew, waiting for the ritualistic stand, sit, kneel, stand, kneel, stand, kneel, sit to begin. But a head of wild red hair caught his attention and the face that went with it had his eyes widening. You could tell she wasn’t one that normally came, she was dressed differently than everyone else. Grinning he slid over to her and asked in a hushed voice, “Come here often?”

The redhead looked at him with an arched brow and smiled back, the gap between her front teeth capturing his attention. “No. Don’t tell, but I’m here on a bet. I’m trying not to burst into flames at the moment.”

“Your secret is safe with me, but my silence will cost you. Have dinner with me?” he whispered back. The nod of head broadened his smile. Okay, so Sunday Mass was something he should look forward to from now on.

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they’re roommates but one is a morning person and the other is a night person - hey at least their showers don’t coincide ;)

James groaned as he got up, a little earlier than usual since he had errands to run before his shift. Stripping down, and used to his roommate Toulouse being gone, he walked naked to the bathroom, yawning and stretching his arms over his head. As lowered his head, he realized he was not alone and a very surprised redhead was trying very hard not to look at him. “Sorry…I thought you’d be gone for the day already.” The brunette stood there for a moment before laughing. “Wanna conserve water?” he asked as he wiggled his eyebrows at her. He was surprised at the nod of her head but shrugged. With a chuckle, he kicked the door closed behind him. Maybe waking up early wasn’t that bad after all.