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They were snuggled up on the couch watching an animated movie, because it had been a long week: a long week of marking and frustration for John, and a long week of studying and planning for Bobby. But things had started to take shape, now that there was a List, and an increasing determination to hold onto this, to hold onto London, as if the rest of the world was on another planet.

Because here they could be dorks and live together and snuggle on couches. Here John could drop a kiss to Bobby's hair as his boyfriend rested his head on his shoulder. Here John could actually be a sappy-as-fuck asshole who could admit to liking animated movies. Here, nothing else much mattered beyond their shared language of grins and kisses and morning coffee and lazy blowjobs.

Here, John had said 'I love you', and meant it.

And then the house phone rang, and John shifted a little to look at his boyfriend, one hand still on the side of Bobby's head, keeping him close and warm. He certainly wasn't expecting any calls: most people in London used his cell (sorry, mobile) number. It was mostly his mom who used it, and ugh. There was an unspoken question in his eyes: You want me to get that?

Date: 2015-05-17 07:44 am (UTC)
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Bobby frowned back, just as baffled by the house phone ringing. He sighed and gave a little shrug. One of them had to get it, and if John was willing, he'd let him do it. It was probably for him, anyway. It wasn't like Bobby had ever gotten a call on that line. In return, he reached for the remote to pause the movie so John wouldn't miss it while dealing with whoever was calling.

Date: 2015-06-07 07:40 am (UTC)
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Bobby stifled a groan, shoulders slumping a little. He wasn't exactly looking forward to talking to his mom in front of John, of his boyfriend listening to the lies and evasions he would have to tell.

He grabbed the handset and shifted to sit on the arm of the couch, a tension in his body that wasn't there a moment ago as he put it to his ear. "Hey, mom. Yeah, that was my roommate." He flashed an apologetic smile at John for the first of many half-truths as he listened to his mother talk, wincing at her next comment. "Yeah, actually, that's him. Funny coincidence, huh?" God, why did she have to have such a good memory for names?

Date: 2015-06-19 09:46 pm (UTC)
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If Bobby hadn't been getting an earful of "concerned lecture," he would have had to stifle a chuckle at John's antics. "He's not like that now, mom," he said in a low voice. "People grow up." He listened in silence for another minute, eyes on John, and then said, "No, I won't, but I don't think you need to worry about it. Anyway, what did you call about?"

Date: 2015-07-04 08:41 am (UTC)
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John's expression made Bobby squirm a little, loathe to have him listen to any more of this conversation, even if he was only getting Bobby's side of it from this end. He turned away and headed for the other room as he said quietly into the phone, "Yeah, about that. We--should probably talk about that."

Date: 2015-07-06 06:56 am (UTC)
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Bobby shot John an exasperated look as he appeared in the doorway, but didn't fight it. "Well, here's the thing, mom. I'm thinking about staying in London." He paused, closing his eyes as he listened. 'I don't know how long." Another brief pause as his mother asked him questions. "I really like it here. I have stuff going on." He shot John a wry smile, since he was a large part of said 'stuff'. "And there are some more classes I'd like to take, and just...a lot of reasons, okay?"

Date: 2015-07-11 11:33 pm (UTC)
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Bobby smiled at him and blew a silent kiss, the smile fading as he listened to the phone. "I know, mom, but--this is my choice. It'll be okay. I promise." He paused, listening again. "No, I'm okay right now. Thanks. I'll probably come back to Boston at some point this summer to take care of some loose ends. I'll let you know what my plans are."

Date: 2015-07-19 07:12 am (UTC)
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"Okay. I'll call you soon, okay? Love you. Bye." As the call disconnected, his shoulders dropped, tension easing from him as he ended the call and went to hang up the receiver. "Sorry," he said with a small smile, turning to John.

Date: 2015-07-20 09:51 pm (UTC)
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Bobby shook his head a little, heading back to the living room at John's side. "Let's go back to the movie. I just want to relax for a little bit." Because though he wasn't as tense as he'd been during the call, he was still fairly keyed up after dealing with his mom in front of John. He needed a little bit of nice, mindless distraction and maybe some snuggling, and some physical reassurance that John didn't take his little white lies personally wouldn't hurt, either.
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