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Post by clementine on Oct 29, 2011 20:44:03 GMT -5
Galen was trying really hard not to smirk. He knew he was probably about to get his balls chopped off, but it was gonna be worth it. "Oh, I swear I saw some there," Galen assured and when Aoi was close enough, he surged upwards, his hand wrapping around the back of Aoi's head so he could kiss the male soundly.
It wasn't long, but gods it was worth it. Flicking his tongue out to safety, Galen sat back, ready to accepted whatever retribution was to be had. "My mistake I guess."
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 29, 2011 20:47:26 GMT -5
The salon went deadly quiet. Aoi was shock still, before suddenly he reared back, punching the asshat in the face before quickly running to the bathroom to throw up. Hiro glared at the jerk before heaving him up and tossing him outside. "Don't come back, asshole!"
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Post by clementine on Oct 29, 2011 20:50:24 GMT -5
Dazed and happy, Galen fingered his bloody nose. That...was not what he'd expected. Before Hiro could dash back inside, Galen snagged his arm for second. "Wait, wait!" He cried, trying to hold onto the other male. "It was only a kiss!"
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 29, 2011 20:54:03 GMT -5
Hiro frowned at the man, yanking his arm away. "Fuck off, you creep!" he said, before slamming the door to his salon.
Aoi was at the sink violently brushing his teeth.
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Post by clementine on Oct 29, 2011 20:59:55 GMT -5
No way. Galen was not about to be put off that easily. He'd NEVER seen anyone act that violently to a kiss before. Frowning, he tried the salon door again, wanting to get to the bottom of things.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 29, 2011 21:02:40 GMT -5
Hiro had locked the door, knowing the man would try to come in. He went to go check on his brother, knowing that Aoi had a huge case of misandry towards Givers.
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Post by clementine on Oct 29, 2011 21:05:34 GMT -5
Galne gave the door a firm, angry kick. Not sure what he'd sensed from Aoi and wanting to know what it was, Galen stalked off.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 29, 2011 21:08:20 GMT -5
Aoi sighed as he came back out to try to do work. He ended up leaving early though, needing to go shower now.
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Post by clementine on Oct 29, 2011 21:10:50 GMT -5
Galen felt like he was a developing a complex after kissing that bearer. He was he really that disgusting? Frowning, he stood nearly naked in front of his mirror, turning this way and that, trying to figure out what made him so unappealing. He also wondered why it mattered what Aoi thought.
Unhappily, Galen dressed and went to his parents' spa to unwind for a few hours.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 29, 2011 21:14:40 GMT -5
Aoi sighed. He had a gig tonight at...Spa something or other and he really didn't want to play but he would. Donning his costume, he headed out.
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Post by clementine on Oct 29, 2011 21:18:09 GMT -5
Galen was currently face down on a table, his cousin, Fiore, working magic on his sore muscles. Apparently his parents had scheduled some kind of music thing for the current customers. Who would have thought spa treatments and music went so well together?
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 29, 2011 21:24:59 GMT -5
Aoi set up on a cool podium thing and sighed as he began to play a soothing playlist.
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Post by clementine on Oct 29, 2011 21:28:09 GMT -5
"C'mon, let me give you a medi-pedi," Fiore urged, hauling Galen into a different room. The lithe bearer had just shoved him into one of the specialized chairs when the music hit him. Galen's head snapped up as he stared up at Aoi playing.
"That's DJ Lucifer!" He cried, pointing like a little kid.
"Who?" Fiore asked unconcernedly, using the opportunity to start on Galen's pedicure.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 29, 2011 21:30:02 GMT -5
Aoi hummed as he played, setting up a playlist.
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Post by clementine on Oct 29, 2011 21:35:18 GMT -5
"It's that guy I told you about," Galen blustered, "the one I kissed! He flipped out and went crazy. So did his brother or whatever."
"Sounds like you should apologize," Fiore replied, his concentration on Galen's feet.
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