Bloomingdale and Chinook

Subject: Bloomingdale and Chinook Tue Sep 01, 2009 8:56 pm

So I believe Chinook just recently got back from being kidnapped again or something along those lines, I don't remember at all. But Bloomingdale just agreed to stay there in the mountains with him.

Bloomingdale bowed his head, hanging onto him tightly.
"I have nowhere else to go," he said sadly.
"Then stay here." The little blonde nodded, closing his eyes. Chinook smiled faintly, a warmth sweeping over him. He closed his eyes and smiled; it felt wonderful to have someone decide to live with him. He would no longer be alone! He knew he had to cherish this young male with everything he had, and when he looked down at Bloomingdale, the male could see such love in the man's eyes.
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The young blonde's eyes glistened with tears still and he sobbed faintly, wrapping his arms tightly around the man and burying his face in the man's shoulder, trembling faintly despite his warm temperature.

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Chinook rocked with him, holding him so close and cradling him gently. "It will be okay," he whispered softly. "Don't worry. You have me now, and I will never, ever leave you alone."

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Sat Sep 05, 2009 4:50 pm

Bloomingdale nodded slightly, his face starting to flush, but not from the embrace. "I-I don't feel well," the boy whispered, so quietly. His skin was now almost hot to the touch; he had a fever.

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Chinook sighed and gently kissed his lips, dispelling the fever. He smiled; the boy started to look better. "How's that?" he asked softly. "Better?"

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Mon Sep 07, 2009 11:59 pm

The male stared at him and brought a hand up to his lips. "I-" He blushed furiously. "Yes," he whispered timidly.

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Sat Dec 12, 2009 3:28 am

The man nodded faintly, looking down at him silently. "good," he breathed, gently stroking the boy's hair. "I'm glad."

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Fri Jan 01, 2010 2:03 pm

Bloomingdale nodded slightly, bowing his head. "Do I have to leave all my belongings behind at my ho- er, old home?" he whispered.

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Fri Jan 01, 2010 3:20 pm

Chinook smiled faintly at him, gently cupping his cheek. "I will bring you whatever you like," he whispered.

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Mon Jan 04, 2010 8:10 pm

The blonde blushed, gazing up at him and he nodded slowly. "O-okay," he whispered.

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Wed Jan 06, 2010 8:02 pm

"What would you like?" the man asked softly, looking down at him.

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Thu Jan 07, 2010 11:13 pm

The little blonde was quiet, bowing his head. "My family portrait," he whispered. "A-and maybe some of my clothes."

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Mon Jan 11, 2010 3:29 am

Chinook smiled faintly and nodded, looking down at him silently. "I will leave in the morning."

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Thu Jan 14, 2010 7:49 pm

Bloomingdale nodded slightly, resting his head against the man's chest and closing his eyes, glad that he was at least with someone nice.

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Mon Feb 08, 2010 2:57 am

Chinook smiled faintly and kissed his forehead. "Did you want me to wait until you fell asleep to go, or did you want me to go now?"

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Mon Feb 08, 2010 7:38 pm

"Not now," Bloomingdale whispered, shaking his head. "I don't want to be alone. Please."

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Sat Feb 13, 2010 4:15 am

The Mountain Spirit nodded and pulled his arms around the small male, pulling him close and holding him gently. Bloomingdale could feel Chinook's steady heartbeat and the way he breathed in and out so steadily; it was all so soothing.

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Sat Feb 13, 2010 5:14 pm

The young blonde closed his eyes, hugging the man tightly and letting himself calm down. He was exhausted but knew he wouldn't be able to sleep.

Subject: Re: Bloomingdale and Chinook Sat Dec 11, 2010 3:20 pm

The man sat with him silently and gently stroked his hair, his nimble fingers running through the locks. He started to hum a soft lullaby, softly rocking with the male and rubbing his back with his other hand.