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Post by ode on Mar 25, 2010 1:05:54 GMT -5
Graise opened the door looking cool and refreshed... neither of which he was particularly feeling. He had rushed to take a shower after straightening up and had only just dried his hair when there was a knock at the door. Still, he refused to look as rushed as he felt. Moving to the side he bid the other man enter.
"Come in and sit down. Do you want something to drink or anything?" he turned towards the kitchen and grimaced as he saw a pile of clothes he'd forgotten laying all over the couch.
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Post by Kago on Mar 25, 2010 1:27:29 GMT -5
Alphonse had to admit, this Graise fellow looked nice. He looked nice, but there was a particular air about him he couldn't place. It just didn't sit well with the visible scene, or maybe he was over thinking things. He did his best to brush aside invading thoughts as he entered, taking a moment to look around before he paused at the sight of the couch, frowning.
"I'm alright, I don't need a drink." He turned to face Graise, not quite sure how to go about this, what had come to mind. "Are those clean clothes?" He wasn't sure what he would say if they were dirty. Regardless of what he would say, he felt the compulsion to clean up a bit, or more so depending on what else he came across that he couldn't see now.
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Post by ode on Mar 25, 2010 1:29:53 GMT -5
Graise winced before grinning sheepishly. "They're not.. entirely dirty," he said with a laugh. Figures, he'd go through the trouble of stuffing his stuff here and there and had actually left some right in plain sight.
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Post by Kago on Mar 25, 2010 8:34:56 GMT -5
Alphonse folded his arms, a disapproving look set upon his features. "Not entirely dirty," He repeated the words with a frown. "I don't suppose this place was messy earlier." He gave a suspicious look. "I'm not going to be your maid," There was no way he was going to do that for anyone. "Where's your washing machine?" his gaze briefly set over the room, before going back to his mate. "I'll clean up for, this once," he held a single digit up as he said this. "Don't expect me to do it again," Already he was turning and heading towards the pile of clothes. "I don't know if I want to ask what your definition of 'entirely dirty', is." he gave a sort of exasperated sigh, stopping at the couch.
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Post by ode on Mar 25, 2010 15:51:43 GMT -5
Graise came up behind him and rested his hands upon the man's hips. Bending down to rest his chin against the male's shoulder, he said, "I didn't call you over here to clean for me. I have a housekeeper that stops by twice a week for that. No, I want to figure out something workable for both you and me."
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Post by Kago on Mar 25, 2010 21:39:51 GMT -5
Well, it was a relief he didn't expect him to clean up, he just couldn't help but wonder if he was just that busy, or didn't care for cleaning. "Are you that busy." He wasn't so sure about dating a messy person, although he couldn't say they were dating. Mates were mates, not people who got had the option of dating and dumping each other. "I don't think I gave you permission to touch me." It seemed he wasn't minding what he had just said about making things work between them. He folded his arms after speaking, frowning and looking down off to the side.
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Post by ode on Mar 25, 2010 21:49:16 GMT -5
Graise sighed and pulled away, moving to a nearby chair to collapse. "Are you always this hard to get along with? And yes, I am busy quite often but it's no secret I hate cleaning which is why I have a housekeeper."
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Post by Kago on Mar 25, 2010 22:11:46 GMT -5
Al grimaced when he heard Graise talk. "Not usually, no. Just when I find myself being forced in a relationship." Which was what he felt was going on now. He didn't have the option of turning Graise down. "So, you're saying your a slob then?" He referred to the mess of course. "Maybe I don't do well with messy people," he didn't generally go to people's houses though and find that out.
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Post by ode on Mar 25, 2010 22:14:01 GMT -5
Graise shrugged, "I don't leave food and perishable things lying around just clothes seem to accumulate aroundme," he shrugged, "And being as your were made for me, apparently you will do quite well with one."
That said, he gestured towards the chair nearest him. "Tell me what you want, Al."
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Post by Kago on Mar 25, 2010 22:43:49 GMT -5
Like that was suppose to make things better, Alphonse still didn't like the thought of someone who left clothes about. Seemed like something a teenager would do, and he knew he was way older then that. Whether he meant for it to happen or not, if they ever moved in together he would just have to clean up behind him. He made a face at what was said about him being made for Graise.
The thought of standing was tempting when he was offered a seat, but then even he realized that would do nothing for him. Reluctantly he took a seat and looked away from his mate again. "What if I said I rather be away from you?" He was considering it, but he did recall what had been said earlier. If Graise had been serious about the stalking thing, he didn't want to test him to see for himself.
"Why don't you tell me what you want?" He figured he might as well ask.
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Post by ode on Mar 25, 2010 22:47:05 GMT -5
Graise looked away, ridiculously hurt at the thought of his mate wanting to be away from him. But he would nto force his presence on the boy if that was what he wanted. "If you want to go, go," he said in a short tone. "If you want to be away from me then be away from me. I want you to be happy whatever you do."
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Post by Kago on Mar 25, 2010 23:09:13 GMT -5
Al was genuinely surprised that it seemed Graise was giving him an option. Part of his reason behind his words was because he thought he'd have very little to no options in the matter. He wasn't sure how to react towards hearing that he wanted him to be happy. What should he say to that?
"I don't like to talk in a messy environment," he stood, looking towards the pile of clothing he saw earlier. "Just let me clean, regardless of the fact you have a maid." It actually was nagging at him, some messes did that, he wasn't always obsessed with cleaning.
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Post by ode on Mar 25, 2010 23:12:37 GMT -5
Graise stood and walked into another room, calling behind him, "Do what makes you happy." Grabbing a dew waters, he came back out and offered one to the man. "Mate's are supposed to be happy together. If cleaning is what makes you happy around me than do it."
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Post by Kago on Mar 26, 2010 7:38:11 GMT -5
Al accepted the given water to him, frowning a bit. "Thanks," It came out more muttered then anything else, while he debated on what to do. He would still try cleaning though. He might as well, though he wouldn't say it made him happy. Thinking on it he took a sip of the water given to him and placed the rest on the nearest counter he could see before heading over to the clothes. "So, where do you have your clothes washed?" He picked them up now intending to take them there. He'd think on the details of things between them later.
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Post by ode on Mar 26, 2010 11:02:08 GMT -5
Graise stared at his mate like he'd lost mind mind. "Are you serious?" he had thought the man had been being sarcastic. "I told you I have a maid, Al. I can't believe- " he shookj his head as if to say 'whatever' before asking. "So was that all you wanted to say to me? That you don't want to be with me?" It hurt hearing the words, he had to admit.
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