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 Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 11:40 pm
Aysun Court ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
"No, you don't have to. I figure you two will want to have your own personal time together. Besides, I'm afraid Uncle Leon might try to adopt Charlie if he sees him," Aysun chuckled, though his eyes were serious. He smiled at the comment over his cooking. "Oh no, I know I'm a good cook. I just think I made too much," he corrected then looked down the hallway. Should he wake Charlie up or let him sleep in a little more?
׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 11:53 pm
Parker Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦" Of course, we don't have to, but we'd like to," he said, because leaning back and accepting defeat. " I suppose I could take Charlie shopping. Pops wants me to have him start training for the rodeo like I did at his age," he informed the teacher proudly. " Of course, I didn't participate until well after I turned thirteen, since that was how long it took for Cecil to convince my dad to actually teach me the farm instead of just letting me watch, but I'd like to start him early." Eating another spoonful, he paused after hearing light rustling upstairs. " Oh, he must be getting up now. He's just like me, he can't sleep past 9 AM." He chuckled, happy to be the proud dad he always was. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2016 12:11 am
Aysun Court׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
Aysun hid his grin. He remembered full well when Parker started being part of the rodeo. He was so cool the way he handled the animals and lassoing them.
He glanced down the hall when he heard the noises then smirked over at the lawyer. "You've got such a dad glow about you," he teased lightly before leaning on his fist suggestively. "It's cute~"
׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2016 12:23 am
Parker Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦Standing up, Parker sipped more of his orange juice before setting the half-empty glass down, patting his mouth with a napkin before leaning down to kiss Aysun's lips briefly. " Well, I'm a dad. the glow comes with the title." With a teasing smile, he stood upright and started down the hall towards Charlie's room. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2016 12:51 am
Aysun Court׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
Left alone, Aysun lightly licked his lips, faintly tasting the juice from Parker's lips. As the lawyer retreated, he allowed his eyes to drift to the rear he loved. That was all his. All these months and sometimes he still couldn't believe Parker had agreed to date him, let alone the fact that he loved him too. Every morning Aysun got to wake up next to that handsome face, he got greeted with that warm smile. It was all he ever dreamed about before, and now it was coming true.
׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2016 1:01 am
Parker Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦As Aysun sat and dreamily thought about his near-perfect life, Parker's phone chirped and vibrated on the table. He could be heard in the other room making Charlie giggle and helping him pick out clothes, but other than that, he probably couldn't hear anything. The phone vibrated again with another text, both from the name person, someone named Coach with two exclamation points after his name. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2016 9:57 pm
Aysun Court׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
Aysun glanced at Parker's phone when he heard it vibrate, able to briefly make out the name. Coach? Perhaps the coach from the school they worked at? But then why would Parker put that as the ID instead of the name? And why so many exclamation points? Aysun settled in his seat, but he couldn't help but feel some form of unease.
׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2016 10:18 pm
Parker Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦Some time later, Charlie came down the stairs without his father, sitting in one of the chairs and kicking his feet a bit. " Daddy said to keep eating without him. He's cleaning up the mess we made picking out clothes for me to wear today," he informed the teacher, clearly very proud of his dark blue button-up, blue jeans, and little brown cowboy boots that matched his father's. He liked looking like his dad. It was like dressing up like Superman. Hearing the phone buzz, the boy sighed. " Is it that boring old man again?" he asked exasperatingly. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2016 3:04 am
Aysun Court׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
"Ohh. Lucky me, then. I get to eat with a handsome man," Aysun teased while getting the boy's plate ready. He glanced back at the phone when he heard it go off again, then looked back at Charlie. "Who?" he asked. "It says it's from someone named Coach." He paused as he suddenly got an idea. "Oh! Is it your coach, Charlie? Are you in soccer or something?"
׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2016 2:00 pm
Parker Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦Blushing at the praise, Charlie sat on his hands and stared down at the table before hearing the name. He shook his head. " Well, I'm gonna be in soccer and Little League next year when I'm older, but that's not any coach of mine. It's Daddy's old one, Coach Gellar." He pursed his lips in irritation. " He texts Daddy like that every time he's coming into town," said the little boy. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2016 2:01 am
Aysun Court׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
Aysun hesitated at the name. Gellar. He remembered that despicable man. He always sought to get the violet-haired youth into trouble because of all the football players he slept with. It wasn't his fault half of the football team would have rather been screwing him than practicing!
Gellar and Aysun never got along. In fact, during one year Aysun made sure to date one of the best basketball players so he could distract him from the big games. He thought he'd never have to see that muscle-headed idiot, and yet here he was on Parker's phone! Why? Why did he text him whenever he came into town? Why did Parker even have his number? For how long? Ever since high school?!
׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2016 2:26 am
Parker Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦While all this was happening in Aysun's head, Charlie kept going. " Daddy gets really excited when he comes into town. They play sports together, watch games, they spend all their time together! He only comes for a few days every couple of months, so Daddy always set aside time for stupid Coach Gellar." Charlie clearly wasn't happy. He hated the muscled jerk! It was bad enough his middle name was Gellar's first one. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2016 8:37 pm
Aysun Court׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
Multiple beads of sweat rolled down Aysun's face. Parker never got that excited about anyone, not even his own lover! Gellar wasn't even that great! Sure he was fairly young and had a great body... b-but Parker wasn't interested in that! He wasn't before, at least! A sudden realization hit Aysun like a punch in the stomach. Parker was now open about his likeness for men, so what if...?!
"I never liked that guy either," Aysun told Charlie while glancing down at him. "So we have to make your dad not like him either!"
׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2016 9:25 pm
Parker Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦Charlie looked up at Aysun, then clenched his fists and nodded firmly. " Yeah!" He began to cheer, then paused. " But how do we do that? Daddy's looked up to Coach Gellar since he was in school. He's never gonna hate him!" ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2016 11:49 pm
Aysun Court׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
Aysun scratched his chin in thought. "Well... Maybe we should just show him how much better we are instead," he muttered. "The only thing about Gellar is that he's strong, so... we'll get even stronger!" he declared while setting his fist against his hand in determination.
׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ☂ ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×
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