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**Tritium** · June 21st, 11, 04:54 PM

Blake just stood there, puzzled as to why the man had been so adamant about him touching his scar. But it was completely normal for James to feel that way. The one he loved had picked up a knife in a rage, stabbing him with it. If he'd died there, that day, it would have been easier. A tragic event nonetheless, but at least he would have spared the pain of having to pick up the broken pieces and move on. The torment of knowing your loved one is near by, yet realizing that nothing can ever be the same between the two of you...
It was dark outside, and the only light in the room was coming from a lamp post, just outside his window. It was in that dim light Blake had gotten to see and feel James's scar. He felt so alone, seeing how the man had gotten out of bed, and was now hiding in the shadows, like a wounded animal.
Blake wanted to call for him, but held back, fearing it might make him retreat even further into his shell.
"I'm really sorry, I... I never meant to..."

Luvtehyaoi · June 21st, 11, 04:58 PM

"It's... It's ok... I... It was my fault..." James sighed. "I shouldn't have..."

**Tritium** · June 21st, 11, 05:17 PM

"No... no" Blake nodded a few times, nervously running his fingers through his hair. "I never should have stuck my nose where it didn't belong, never should have asked, never should have touched your wound. I... I never wanted to remind you of that traumatic experience, I..."

Luvtehyaoi · June 21st, 11, 05:26 PM

James sighed. "I guess... I shouldn't have tried talking sense him when he was drunk..."

**Tritium** · June 21st, 11, 05:47 PM

"He... he used to drink?"
Blake brought his knees to his chest, resting his chin on them, as he began staring at the dark carpet. It might not have been dark, but that was how he saw it, in all that darkness.
"Is he younger than you?"

Luvtehyaoi · June 21st, 11, 05:56 PM

"What... What does that matter?" James asked, curiously.

**Tritium** · June 21st, 11, 06:28 PM

"It... it's just me being nosy again. I'll stop, I'm really..."
What was this man to him? A complete stranger. Had he not walked into his restaurant, Blake might have simply passed him by on the street, without even bothering to look at him. He would have gone on with his business, and James would have dealt with his own problems. It was as simple as that. Or was it really that simple?
"I... I don't know why I keep asking you these stupid questions, I... just can't understand why..."

Luvtehyaoi · June 21st, 11, 06:31 PM

"It's ok, Blake..." James replied, stroking his arm. "Really. Yes, he was younger than me."

**Tritium** · June 21st, 11, 06:42 PM

Blake suddenly pulled his arm away, jumping out of bed. "I... it's getting pretty late, so I'm going to hit the hey. Thanks again, and I'm sorry... Good night..."
The cook turned around and left James's room, closing the door behind him.

Luvtehyaoi · June 21st, 11, 06:45 PM

James sighed. Great. How come every time he had a date, it turned into a bloody horror show? He again sighed, removed his clothes, and stepped into the shower.