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something cute
Date: 2011-11-17 04:21 am (UTC)First prompt in pg23? MINE.
Date: 2011-11-18 03:19 pm (UTC)http://deathdetonation.tumblr.com/post/12968770419/so-i-havent-drawn-daft-punk-in-a-while-and-then
Re: First prompt in pg23? MINE.
Date: 2011-11-18 06:07 pm (UTC)Re: First prompt in pg23? MINE.
Date: 2011-11-20 01:00 am (UTC)Yay.
Date: 2011-11-21 08:18 am (UTC)Too Long 1/2
Date: 2011-11-22 07:53 am (UTC)They're so accustomed. They've known each other for years, and yet everyday they spend is another mystery, especially in Guy's eyes. Odd, considering Thomas was the outspoken one. The more expressive of the duo was open to the public, but with his closest friend, he remained puzzling at times. His quick change of moods, his choice of words. Even his stance kept Guy busy from time to time. The way his spine curved when he pushed his hips out intentionally, bit at his fingers nervously, awaiting cameras. He'd been bad at dodging, so most of the time he concealed his face. Guy on the other hand was a master of solitude, so hiding from the paparazzi was no challenge.
Thomas looks uneasy. Different. His once perfect dyed curls are a bit of mess now, uneven in spots, dark. His love for fashion has also evolved, what with his pressed collard shirts and slacks. Formerly crinkled eyes are lidded with exhaustion, the violet bags beneath them beginning to make him worry. He's in need of a shave. It's not the boyish face he grew up with anymore. Nonetheless, it's the man he's grown to admire. The shuddering Thomas sits himself on a leather couch, trembling fingers dragging down both sides of his face.
Guy doesn't bother asking. He stands an inch or two in front of him and crosses his arms. That's all he needs for Thomas to look up.
"I don't know anymore." He whispers, grabbing a fistful of curls. "I don't...we're not as young as we use to be, you know?"
It's all so sudden. It's no wonder he's decided to come short notice. Guy licks at his lips and shrugs. "I know."
"I'm afraid."
Of what? Of the new album being a mess, or not being able to put up with one last tour? Or perhaps, there's more to it than just business, Guy thinks to himself. Maybe he's not the only one who misses their Homework days. Maybe age itself doesn't concern him, but the possibility that the bond they've kept for so long has teared since the fame hit them. He scoffs to himself. He's too hopeful. Thomas has talked throughout his talks, and it's not until he mentions something out of the ordinary that he pays attention again.
Too Long 2/2
Date: 2011-11-22 07:54 am (UTC)His head jerks, arms fall to his sides. "Too old?"
Thomas hears the shock in his voice and he slowly regrets the phrase, but he nods lightly regardless.
He could think of a speech, then and there, something empowering and touching for Thomas to reconsider as he did in their time, but they're men now. Even if he could persuade him into thinking otherwise, Guy simply didn't have the heart to break Thomas from himself. Before, he was so dependent on Guy, and as they progressed musically and parted ways, he became his own man. He didn't want to ruin that. He couldn't.
He finds a seat beside him, stares up at the ceiling as he shakes his head. "You're still as nervous as you were ten years ago, though."
Thomas pulls his face away from shaking digits to glance back at him. There's a smile on his lips. A genuine one.
Guy sighs, rolls his eyes and pats at his lap twice. Another knowing gesture between the two. This is how he use to encourage him in the very beginning. Thomas doesn't need a third pat; he's already burrowed the side of head into dark denim.
"We'll be fine." A set of fingers run through his unkempt hair. "I promise you, Thomas."
"Ten years." Thomas repeats lowly, clearly in disbelief. His head turns to look up at Guy, who gazes back down at him. "Has it really been that long?"
He nods. His eyes wander off for only a moment to admire their position. "Longer."
He laughs, and in that laugh Guy hears the goofy, creative secondary schooler he befriended all those years ago. His worried complexion fades, his shivering state gone. "Merde, it's been a long time, Guillaume."
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Date: 2011-11-22 09:16 am (UTC)Excellent work, you! All my love!
Re: Too Long 2/2
Date: 2011-11-22 09:23 pm (UTC)