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“And… you don’t like it?" Jake guessed.
“No, not at all." Set sighed. “I don’t like them being so narrow-minded. Sometimes it feels like they’re stuck centuries ago, like they’ll never start accepting new things. Different things."
“Well, that sucks." Jake glanced at him. It felt like he… meant something with that sentence.
“It does", Set said, nodding slightly. “Sometimes… it makes it hard for me to love them."
Jake nodded too. The first impression he’d got from Set’s parents seemed to be accurate. They did look like nice people, but also they looked like that kind of people who said hello with a smile, and then talked a lot of shit about as fast as you had said goodbye and closed the door behind you. He hadn’t asked Set anything about it though, afraid to hurt him by asking, but now it seemed like most of the things he’d thought was true.
Set’s voice sounded so small and sad when he spoke about it. Like the Hargreaves family wasn’t as perfect as their family photo, and that he took hit by hit in silence. Jake had noticed something before, something vibrating in the air when they came near the subject. That something wasn’t right. They were a lot more near it now than they had been before, and he wanted to know, and help him. He just had to use the right words.
“What is it that they don’t accept?" Jake asked, hoping that it was the right thing to say.
Set squeezed his hand in the other, frowned just a little, and gave his own feet a bothered look.
“I… it’s so much. The way they speak about things, you can hear it in their voice when they don’t like something. It can be anything. The neighbors’ new clothes. If Juliet has a friend that doesn’t behave as they’re used to. They never say it out loud; you can just hear it… seeping, all poisonous, in the back of their mouths." Set sighed, slowly ran his fingers through his snow white fringe. “It isn’t much that is good enough for them. I’m not."
“Why wouldn’t you be enough..?"
“I hear it in their voices. When they speak to me." Set shook his head. “I’m not as proud of being one of the family as they want me to. To be honest I’d like it better being a part of a normal family. I’d like to be a person that no one notices in the street, a person no one greets except for when you’re friends. And they just… they’re so disappointed in me, I can’t…"
Jake watched him quietly. Set bit his lip, seemed to be uncertain if he should say more, or if he already had said too much.
“Disappointed?" Jake said, encouraging him to continue. Set needed to get this out of him, it was written all over his face, that he had held it for too long.
“I just…" Set said quietly, leaning forward so that he could rest his head in his hand. “I’m gay. And they hate it."
Jake didn’t know whether he would smile or sigh, because he felt like doing both. Smile, because he’d understood a long time ago that it had to be that way. That Set was gay. It was something in the way he acted, moved, talked. Everything. He was far from being some kind of wuss, it wasn’t anything like that. It just felt like that boy simply couldn’t be straight.
He wanted to sigh, a deep sigh, because of the anger that built up inside of his chest. Of course it had to be that way. Perfect family, wants a perfect son, but rejects him because; him being gay didn’t fit their picture of perfectness.
“Oh… I’m sorry", Jake said in a quiet voice.
“I hope I won’t scare you away now", Set said with a nervous, little laugh. Even though he laughed Jake could hear the fear in his voice.
“God, no. I’m bisexual." Jake leaned forward, rested his head in his hand in an exact copy of Set’s pose. “A gay boy won’t scare me away."
Set, who warily had been watching Jake, now seemed to melt in relief. His cheeks flushed pink and quickly he hid his face in both of his hands.
“Oh gosh", he mumbled. “I was so worried you would chase me out of the house. With torches and pitchforks and everything…"
Jake laughed. The boy was so helplessly cute. Of course he understood that Set had been worried, and the fact that he had to worry was sad, but the part with the torches made Jake crack up.
“No! No way", he laughed. “I like boys too."
“To hear that might be… the biggest relief ever", Set said, embarrassed. “Not that you seemed to be a… you know, hater, but…"
“Don’t worry, I get it." Jake grinned. “I’ve never had a boyfriend, but I’ve fucked my best friend and he’s a guy, so…"
“Oh…" Set looked up, with eyes widened.
Jake bit his tongue. Shit, he should have said slept with. Or maybe he shouldn’t have mentioned it at all. Just when he was on his way to apologize over his language, Set smiled.
“Uh…" Jake said sheepishly.
“Actually I’ve never been with anyone", Set said. He seemed even more embarrassed by saying it, but he valiantly ignored his blushing cheeks.
“No one at all?" Jake frowned.
“No…"
“Not even a kiss?"
“No. Or, I kissed a girl in kindergarten once. But she told her friends, and they started laughing at me. Then I started to cry…" Set giggled. “It didn’t go that well."
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Som vanligt har jag inte läst igenom så mycket, bara rättat lite slarvigt. Satt uppe till fyra inatt och skrev den här så det kan finnas en hel del roliga felskrivningar, kan jag tänka mig...
Men ja, märker ni något så säg till :3 och kommentera gärna ~
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“And… you don’t like it?" Jake guessed.
“No, not at all." Set sighed. “I don’t like them being so narrow-minded. Sometimes it feels like they’re stuck centuries ago, like they’ll never start accepting new things. Different things."
“Well, that sucks." Jake glanced at him. It felt like he… meant something with that sentence.
“It does", Set said, nodding slightly. “Sometimes… it makes it hard for me to love them."
Jake nodded too. The first impression he’d got from Set’s parents seemed to be accurate. They did look like nice people, but also they looked like that kind of people who said hello with a smile, and then talked a lot of shit about as fast as you had said goodbye and closed the door behind you. He hadn’t asked Set anything about it though, afraid to hurt him by asking, but now it seemed like most of the things he’d thought was true.
Set’s voice sounded so small and sad when he spoke about it. Like the Hargreaves family wasn’t as perfect as their family photo, and that he took hit by hit in silence. Jake had noticed something before, something vibrating in the air when they came near the subject. That something wasn’t right. They were a lot more near it now than they had been before, and he wanted to know, and help him. He just had to use the right words.
“What is it that they don’t accept?" Jake asked, hoping that it was the right thing to say.
Set squeezed his hand in the other, frowned just a little, and gave his own feet a bothered look.
“I… it’s so much. The way they speak about things, you can hear it in their voice when they don’t like something. It can be anything. The neighbors’ new clothes. If Juliet has a friend that doesn’t behave as they’re used to. They never say it out loud; you can just hear it… seeping, all poisonous, in the back of their mouths." Set sighed, slowly ran his fingers through his snow white fringe. “It isn’t much that is good enough for them. I’m not."
“Why wouldn’t you be enough..?"
“I hear it in their voices. When they speak to me." Set shook his head. “I’m not as proud of being one of the family as they want me to. To be honest I’d like it better being a part of a normal family. I’d like to be a person that no one notices in the street, a person no one greets except for when you’re friends. And they just… they’re so disappointed in me, I can’t…"
Jake watched him quietly. Set bit his lip, seemed to be uncertain if he should say more, or if he already had said too much.
“Disappointed?" Jake said, encouraging him to continue. Set needed to get this out of him, it was written all over his face, that he had held it for too long.
“I just…" Set said quietly, leaning forward so that he could rest his head in his hand. “I’m gay. And they hate it."
Jake didn’t know whether he would smile or sigh, because he felt like doing both. Smile, because he’d understood a long time ago that it had to be that way. That Set was gay. It was something in the way he acted, moved, talked. Everything. He was far from being some kind of wuss, it wasn’t anything like that. It just felt like that boy simply couldn’t be straight.
He wanted to sigh, a deep sigh, because of the anger that built up inside of his chest. Of course it had to be that way. Perfect family, wants a perfect son, but rejects him because; him being gay didn’t fit their picture of perfectness.
“Oh… I’m sorry", Jake said in a quiet voice.
“I hope I won’t scare you away now", Set said with a nervous, little laugh. Even though he laughed Jake could hear the fear in his voice.
“God, no. I’m bisexual." Jake leaned forward, rested his head in his hand in an exact copy of Set’s pose. “A gay boy won’t scare me away."
Set, who warily had been watching Jake, now seemed to melt in relief. His cheeks flushed pink and quickly he hid his face in both of his hands.
“Oh gosh", he mumbled. “I was so worried you would chase me out of the house. With torches and pitchforks and everything…"
Jake laughed. The boy was so helplessly cute. Of course he understood that Set had been worried, and the fact that he had to worry was sad, but the part with the torches made Jake crack up.
“No! No way", he laughed. “I like boys too."
“To hear that might be… the biggest relief ever", Set said, embarrassed. “Not that you seemed to be a… you know, hater, but…"
“Don’t worry, I get it." Jake grinned. “I’ve never had a boyfriend, but I’ve fucked my best friend and he’s a guy, so…"
“Oh…" Set looked up, with eyes widened.
Jake bit his tongue. Shit, he should have said slept with. Or maybe he shouldn’t have mentioned it at all. Just when he was on his way to apologize over his language, Set smiled.
“Uh…" Jake said sheepishly.
“Actually I’ve never been with anyone", Set said. He seemed even more embarrassed by saying it, but he valiantly ignored his blushing cheeks.
“No one at all?" Jake frowned.
“No…"
“Not even a kiss?"
“No. Or, I kissed a girl in kindergarten once. But she told her friends, and they started laughing at me. Then I started to cry…" Set giggled. “It didn’t go that well."
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Som vanligt har jag inte läst igenom så mycket, bara rättat lite slarvigt. Satt uppe till fyra inatt och skrev den här så det kan finnas en hel del roliga felskrivningar, kan jag tänka mig...
Men ja, märker ni något så säg till :3 och kommentera gärna ~
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Camera NIKON D3100
Focal length 20 mm
Aperture f/3.8
Shutter 1/30 s
ISO 100
MyakiSama
Fri 1 Feb 2013 19:05
Kan inte läsa hela i appen, så kan du kommentera, så jag hittar tillbaka? ._.
Anonymous
Fri 1 Feb 2013 18:49
Åhåå gosisar. ;-; Jag fnissar så fint åt dem, afrrgj så söta, Ashhhh. <3 Nu får jag lite lust att skriva om Cedric med, men ska forstätta på den namnlösa novellen, vill ju att det ska hända saker nu. :l
fukurouchan
Fri 1 Feb 2013 18:53
Wee ;-; ja eller hur, hhähä <3
Du får göra det efter namnlösa saken!
Du får göra det efter namnlösa saken!
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