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muse_shuffle | December
Dec. 12th, 2008 12:37 amTrack 07. Monday you can fall apart // Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart // Thursday doesn't even start // It's Friday I'm in love
(The Cure – ‘Friday I’m in Love’)
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Aiden had a lot of things running through his mind as he rode up in the elevator of the Medical Centre. He watched the numbers slowly light up as anything and everything swept through his tired mind. Snippets of his conversation with Evie, pieces of the trip to Mexico, memories of the night he first saw Pat at Luke’s bar. He thought about coming down with the flu and Pat rushing from Princeton to play nurse, and then the walk along the beach at Fire Island where they both shared those all important three little words.
He shifted his weight from one foot to the other and rubbed lethargically at his eyes. He was nervous. He didn’t know what he should say or do once he made it back to Pat’s room let alone what path they were supposed to turn on together now. He had so much he wanted to say to Pat, to ask him, to ask of him, but none of it seemed particularly important right at that moment. He just wanted to get back like Evie had urged him and try to at least breach some of that distance that the explosion at created between him and his lover.
He couldn’t remember ever feeling this tired in his life. It was emotionally taxing as well as physically. But he could handle it. There was no reason anymore to dispute that fact. It wouldn’t be easy; in fact, a lot of the time it would be difficult, painful and tiring, but he loved Pat. He wanted to be with him no matter what and if that meant life had to change so he could care for his disabled boyfriend, then so be it. He would learn how to do that if it fucking killed him.
( But it all came down to one thing... )
All muses referenced with permission
Word Count | 714
(The Cure – ‘Friday I’m in Love’)
[Follows THIS]
Aiden had a lot of things running through his mind as he rode up in the elevator of the Medical Centre. He watched the numbers slowly light up as anything and everything swept through his tired mind. Snippets of his conversation with Evie, pieces of the trip to Mexico, memories of the night he first saw Pat at Luke’s bar. He thought about coming down with the flu and Pat rushing from Princeton to play nurse, and then the walk along the beach at Fire Island where they both shared those all important three little words.
He shifted his weight from one foot to the other and rubbed lethargically at his eyes. He was nervous. He didn’t know what he should say or do once he made it back to Pat’s room let alone what path they were supposed to turn on together now. He had so much he wanted to say to Pat, to ask him, to ask of him, but none of it seemed particularly important right at that moment. He just wanted to get back like Evie had urged him and try to at least breach some of that distance that the explosion at created between him and his lover.
He couldn’t remember ever feeling this tired in his life. It was emotionally taxing as well as physically. But he could handle it. There was no reason anymore to dispute that fact. It wouldn’t be easy; in fact, a lot of the time it would be difficult, painful and tiring, but he loved Pat. He wanted to be with him no matter what and if that meant life had to change so he could care for his disabled boyfriend, then so be it. He would learn how to do that if it fucking killed him.
( But it all came down to one thing... )All muses referenced with permission
Word Count | 714
