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[lockon2urheart]

[Lockon woke up with an arm sprawled over Tieria, terrible bedhead and about a tenth of the blanket, as he did most mornings these days. He yawned quietly - what time was it, anyway? Far too early - and snuggled closer to Tieria with a gentle nuzzle and a judicious tug of the blanket from wherever Michael was storing it all. (Eventually, he'd cure Michael of that cover-hogging habit. One of these days.)]

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[lockon2urheart]

[Michael was stronger than him, Lockon knew that, so holding him back was never going to be a long-term solution, but better to stop Michael doing something he'd regret when he calmed down in the best way he had than worry about that. Tieria running off after that wasn't surprising, but he let out a frustrated sigh anyway and held onto Michael grimly.] Are you done being violent yet? Michael, listen to me, trust me, this isn't going to help anything. Calm down.

[He spoke fairly lowly, albeit through somewhat gritted teeth, and cast a glance over at Tieria's new hiding place. Great, they were going to have to have this conversation through a closet door.]

[nonesodangerous.livejournal.com]

[Slumped in the bottom of the closet, Tieria sat there trying to both get his breath back and work out just what to do next. He couldn't stay in the closet forever, he'd have to come out at some point.]

[bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com]

[Michael finally pulled himself free from Lockon hold, immediately moving away from him and off the bed. He was too pissed off; his skin felt too tight and too hot to be so close to someone else. He felt out of control, like he was watching someone else control his body.

Michael glared over his shoulder at Lockon and snorted.] Yeah. Sure. We'll do it your way then.