Where's North from here?

[tagged_tongue]

Who: Lawrence Hill (tagged_tongue) and Seeu (dulldollmaker)
Where Lawr's room.
When: Monday night, mid-event.
Rating: TBA, nothing beyond PG-13.
Summary: Lawr has something to discuss with one-half of his boyfriends. Also, probably needs a cuddle.
the Story:

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[dulldollmaker]

Seeu came to Lawrence's room having no conception of what might be bothering the younger man. However, the prince was usually bad at reading the emotions of others even when he tried his best.

Lawrence was a different type of person from Yujinn, no less sensitive and loving but different all the same. Seeu felt passion for him and cared more about what Lawr thought of him than he did Yujinn. Yet this foundling connection did not have the strength that Yujinn and Seeu had yet. Sometimes he was unsure what to think of Lawrence's reactions which is why he backed off when perhaps he should have moved forward.

He opened the door and smiled slightly at Lawrence. Perhaps later he could ask him to sit for a drawing or two.

"Lawrence."

[tagged_tongue]

That smile -- one of the few he'd seen from Seeu -- made Lawr's heart melt. His shoulders loosened, and his frame seemed to relax. However, he looked a bit awkward in his own skin. He wasn't used to the extra length in his limbs. Regardless, he felt compelled to take a step closer and wrap his arms around Seeu's shoulders.

His compulsions didn't always follow through. That step closer turned into just that, because he shied away just short of actually embracing the man. Instead he reached up to tuck some hair behind his own ear, and then reached behind Seeu to close the door behind him, smiling awkwardly.

"Hey..."

[dulldollmaker]

Seeu watches Lawrence trying gain to read what he wants. He knows something has been lost in seconds already but isn't sure entirely what. There's a desire to want to be touched, to reach out for Lawrence but he doesn't act on it.

"This event is very strange but some things are interesting." The prince looks at Lawrence then away. "Is there some reason you wished to speak to me?"

[tagged_tongue]

"I just wanted to see you."

As Lawr lied, he turned to face Seeu again. The point of lying? He wasn't sure. The topic would present itself for conversation if the time was right, but he didn't want to force it. He was always too passive about things like this. It was a little maddening, but he figured it was better for him to dwell on it rather than burden Seeu.

He didn't even seem to realize that his hand had moved to Seeu's hair, pushing his fingers through the red mass. So soft...