driftfleet ♪ IC Contact: Year Two

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"You've reached Allen Walker. I'm not around, please leave a message!"

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[Oh, does he ever. A little memory flashes as he feels a bit of exasperation: of waking up and immediately regretting everything in his life as he looked at the communicator that was buzzing - and some of Allen's hair beside him.]

Ugh, yeah. That was what, our second date? My everything was sore for days.

[He ought to be used to it, having developed a knack for being able to sleep anywhere relatively quickly, and thus end up asleep at his study area a lot. But the hard floor? Still the worst place to sleep on.]

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[Whoa another memory goes by in his mind, clearly one of Clay's. This one makes him laugh a little, and duck his head to against Clay's shoulders.]

Yeah, our second date. It took forever to wash away the smell of waystation. [Seriously, it's a very distinct smell] It's funny how things turned out after that.

[He hadn't been looking for a relationship. Or had been expecting to wake up alongside Clay again. But well, here they were]

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Funnily enough, I agree.

[He gives a grin in return. But he can definitely understand the sentiment; he wasn't looking for a relationship either, had just wanted the poor guy to know that he was dateable. Yet... even during their first date, Clay felt something there. Not love at first sight, not really, but... a connection, of sorts.]

You remember our first date? That was...

[... Wait, when was it? He takes a moment to think back, and when he remembers, excitement and awe starts to build, like a trickle at first, only to grow more and more.]

Whoa... Whoa, Allen, do you remember when that was?

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[...Whoa that's a lot of excitement over reminiscing. Allen's not the best at keeping track of time, so he isn't immediately following along]

Um...I think we were at that blue planet? With the islands?

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Well, yeah but -

That was in August! [Clay sits up, though he still keeps contact with Allen, the excitement making him give a big grin.] You know what that means? We've been dating for eleven months now!

[Which, yeah, isn't a year, but it's still pretty huge. They've been dating for almost a year now! Just one more month!]

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What?

[Okay now that makes him sit up, surprised and confused]

Eleven months-? No way, it can't have been that long already..!

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Yup! I remember, our first date was August 16th. So just about a month from now, we'll be dating for a whole year!

[Clay, meanwhile, still feels that excitement as well as growing anticipation. Oh man, he needs to think of what to do for it, and - wow, eleven months! He hadn't really thought of it until now, but the thought makes him incredibly happy.]

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Wow...

[Yep. That math is definitely right alright. A whole year...it didn't feel like it. It hasn't felt that long. Then again, it also feels like he's known Clay for much longer than that.]

And to think, we're still not tired of each other.

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[He laughs a little at that statement, arms wrapping around Allen's middle while he leans in to nuzzle his nose against Allen's cheek]

Not at all.

[ wanna spend a lot more months with him ]

[Like Allen's thought about living with him, that one thought of Clay's is uncontrolled, escaping before he can think about it. But hey, the sentiment is true.]

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[That thought causes him to smile. A wave of happiness, warmth and love goes through them both. His own hand lays on top of Clay's, and he shifts so he's leaning into Clay's hold]

You will.

[ I'll be with you until the end...whatever that means. ]