Serious Discussion

[cant_getoveryou]

Who: Blaine Thorps [cant_getoveryou], Saotome Alto [princesspilot], Dora Marquez [chicayunmono]
Where: Dora's Apartment
What: Blaine trying to put it nicely that Alto needs to go back to Magnolia
When: Today, Early Afternoon
Warnings: Potential bitchfits?

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[princesspilot]

Alto sighed and continued looking out of the window. He knew what this conversation was going to be about. He had to return to the Magnolia before they started a search for him. Both Blaine and Dora would get into trouble if he was found here. But-

Who knew what they would do to him when he returned? And that customer who had hurt him so badly the last time was still around. The problem wasn't solved. If anything, by sneaking away, it had only gotten worse.

The young man picked at the scabs on his face and remained silent.

[princesspilot]

Alto shook his head. "I can't stop." A giggle escaped him, almost hysterical in its inflection. "He'll be so happy when I tell him that, that I can't stop thinking about him and what he would do to me." Another giggle.

"And then I'll smile. I'll keep smiling." Then the giggling stopped, Alto looked up at Blaine imploringly as if what he was about to voice would possibly scare him more than the entire ordeal had.

"How much strength do I need to kill a man, Blaine? W-will it hurt...?"

[cant_getoveryou]

Blaine furrowed his eyebrows, real worry crossing over his face as he watched Alto starting to unravel. Was that what his face looked like when he had been about to crack? God, he hoped not. So crazed and yet still hopeless.

He let his face smooth out and shook his head. "I won't let you get dragged into that. You won't be killing anyone."

[princesspilot]

But Alto kept talking. "Should I strangle him? No, I've heard that it'll be messy. He'll drool and piss all over the bed. Maybe I'll stab him. But I hate the sight of blood. Poison? Where would I get poison around here?" He glanced around the apartment, his eyes settling on Dora's cookie jar.

No. He shook his head. He would not steal from a girl.

A chuckle escaped him. He was contemplating a man's death, yet he was worrying about stealing from Dora. This was ridiculous.

[cant_getoveryou]

Blaine reached up and covered Alto's mouth with his hand, eyes narrowing. "Enough." He was trying not to let Alto know that he had every intentions of killing the man from the start. The boy was already scared of him and he didn't know why, but it only seemed to happen when he thought Blaine was angry.

[princesspilot]

Alto sighed and moved again, leaning closer to the man as he wrapped his arms around Blaine's torso.

[cant_getoveryou]

Alto was again curled up in his lap, just like a child. Blaine let out a sigh and wrapped his arms around the lithe body, letting his chin rest on top of the blue head of hair.

[princesspilot]

"You were the only one who've touched me gently since I arrived here," Alto mumbled. "What do you want from me?"

[cant_getoveryou]

Blaine stared off at the wall. "That's not true. Both Dora and Kira treat you gently."

[princesspilot]

A clarification was needed then.

"In bed. I've never slept with Kira." Or Dora, but that went without saying.

[cant_getoveryou]

He was still staring at the wall, not giving much of a reaction. Since then, he had flirted with Alto a lot less and treated him more like his charge than someone he'd ever slept with. Sometimes, it was almost like he forgot. "I want the other person to have a good time and remember that sex with me is worth it, so of course I treated you well."

[princesspilot]

"Ah..." Alto closed his eyes, locking away yet another part of himself, before opening them and smiled again. "Well, when am I going back then?"

Nobody wanted Saotome Alto. If that was the case, Saotome Alto didn't need to exist.

[cant_getoveryou]

Blaine stared at Alto without responding. He didn't like that fake smile, and he didn't like the implications of the question. He just held him, eyes boring into the younger man. Alto was too good an actor, but he'd had plenty of practice, hadn't he?

[princesspilot]

Alto cocked his head to the side. "Blaine? What's wrong?" A blush crept up his face before he quickly got up again, taking a step back to put some distance between them. "I must be too heavy, right? Haha, you should have told me earlier if I was hurting you."

[cant_getoveryou]

Blaine grabbed the retreating boy before he could get too far, but it was a while before he said anything. He pulled Alto closer again, eyebrows furrowing slightly at how jumpy he got all of a sudden. "That's what I want to ask you. Why are you jumping all around now?"

[princesspilot]

"I'm not jumping," he waved his hand over Blaine's eyes. "You must be seeing things. I'm just standing right here."