Title: By Your Hand (AlanxConrad)
Description: after the abuse goes public
Alan Nickolas Yvan - October 31, 2011 05:38 AM (GMT)
It'd been out in the papers for only a day, "Swiss Prince's abusive history revealed!" or whatever the papers and blogs had been spewing out these days. Alan hadn't been outside to read the papers for two days. It had been two days since he'd gotten in front of Cat and protected her, of course that just made everything worse. But he couldn't let his father hurt somebody else for something that was his fault. Alan was getting released today. He had been in the hospital longer than his mother had liked. They had put a his left arm in a cast and then told him he could leave this afternoon. He was sitting on the edge of his hospital bed in his comfy clothes. His heavy left arm, covered by his white cast was sitting in his lap. He heard heels clicking as hi mother walked in. She looked worse for wear, but not as bad as Alan. Along with his broken left arm was a considerable amount of bruising on the right side of his face and then bruises all up his arms and shoulders. Most of the bruises on his arms were covered by his long-sleeved white shirt. Queen Yvan walked over to her son, he ran a hand through his hair and spoke softly to him in German. Alan looked up at her, his blue eyes empty. He hadn't felt anything in days really. Alan responded back in German, but his voice was too weak to be his own. Queen Yvan pulled him close, holding him in her arms. She cried then, she tried not to but couldn't stop the tears. She never wanted any of this to happen to her son, her baby boy. She wished she had been stronger, strong enough to protect her first-born.
Unlike the people who were actually there, Conrad would have had to find out about the event through the media. Or possibly Caelan, he might have found out and told Conrad. Either way, it wouldn't be too long. Alan wished he hadn't have slept with Cat. In the past two days he wished he;d never been born. But right now he just... didn't feel anything but sadness. He was broken, hurt, and lonely. He could think back to a time when him and Conrad were happy. Like their one-year anniversary, Alan was so happy back then. Alan loved Conrad.... and now Conrad was gone, and Alan was alone. He felt like crying, but he didn't have any tears left. All he could think was that day when he was very young and Conrad promised to protect him. That if Alan just yelled for him, Conrad would be there to save him. Well, so much for that. Alan knew it was a lie, Conrad had left him and now he was in a hospital because of his father. Alan had given up on Conrad coming to save him... heck, Alan had given up on everything.
Conrad Frederik Hyeung - November 2, 2011 03:23 AM (GMT)
To say that he was pissed would be an understatement, he told him to call him if anything happens. He doesn’t care about their status, why can’t Alan just listen to him once. Yes it happened during a chat but he was serious, every single day he made sure he has his phone right next to him, he even put the sound to max volume even during classes. As he drove through the street at 100Km/h, he recalled the moment when Lan called him. Yes he was lounging on the couch after finishing his assignment with Kleine on his lap, Lan called him and after that everything just went so fast. The moment he heard Lan said the name ‘Alan’ he knew something bad happened and he grabbed the keys to his car as soon as possible, even right now all that matter was that he can get to the blond. ”Stupid blond…” he muttered as he finally managed to get to the hospital.
Once he stepped inside the hospital he stopped for a moment ’he’s going to kill me if he sees me running like this…’ a small chuckle can be heard from the Korean Prince, sometimes it’s funny how in the end it’s always the blond that came to his mind. He was just glad he was wearing a simple white tee, yeah well he did lost a lot of weight even seeing him now, Alan can clearly see the difference. As he made his way to the receptionist to ask where Alan is, the moment the receptionist looked at him she pointed a direction to her right. Well apparently everyone knows why he’s here, as he was about to turn right he saw a small flower shop. You see yes he is stressed and pissed, but if Alan saw him like that he’s pretty sure he’s going to get one hell of a talk. Well obviously someone forgot about the whole breaking up thing…
Conrad bought a bouquet of red roses, he was actually far from composed deep inside he’s nervous and pissed as hell. But he needed to act composed and calm, Alan can be a bit overdramatic sometimes. Not to mention that they’re no longer a couple he can’t act like a boyfriend anymore which pisses him even further. Without realizing he was outside Alan’s room, slowly he turned the handle and opened the door. As he opened the door he saw a woman, a single glance at her and her similarities with Alan was more than enough to know who she was. ”mmmm hey…” he said awkwardly, the problem with them was that they were never friends to begin with. The moment they laid eyes on each other back when they were kids, deep down they knew they were meant for each other.
Right now as he looked at the blond, all kinds of anger went down the drain. The fragile look the blond gave him…”So umm….i heard about the news. Sorry had to turned off the tv cause of the workload, so mm yeah…” Even right now as he made his way inside all he wanted to do was to hug the blond, he doesn’t care about what Alan did. He doesn’t give crap about he baby nor Cat, right now all that matter is the blond in front of him. Conrad stopped several feet away from both of them, even as stood there one can clearly see the dark circles under his eyes and not mention the fact that he is more skinny now.
Alan Nickolas Yvan - November 20, 2011 02:58 AM (GMT)
Alan sat on the edge of the bed, his face was so blank, he felt so bland and depressed. He wasn't sure why. He thought he should be happy, his father was gone, Cat and the baby were still safe. Heck, he got to see his mom more now, and he loved his mother. But right now he felt so weak and insecure and alone. He felt so alone. Part of him felt like it was a phase and it would pass but another part knew better. He felt alone because of Conrad. When him and Conrad weren't together Alan felt alone and scared and helpless. Around Conrad he knew he was safe and happy. But right now Conrad had sort of left and they weren't really together anymore and Alan hated it. He hated not being held through the night or waking up to Conrad getting fussy about being in bed too late. He missed Conrad constantly making public displays of affection. He missed Conrad... it was sort of stupid how much Alan missed him.
When Conrad walked in Alan didn't even notice at first till his mother stood up straight. he smiled at Conrad and tapped Alan's shoulder. " I'll be outside if you need me Alan" she said softly and left the room. Alan looked over his shoulder at Conrad, and his look was fragile. Alan was weak and broken and fragile and he needed Conrad right now. Of course he'd never admit that out loud. Alan looked Conrad up and down and let out a soft sigh, turning away. He had seen the roses, " You're not taking care of yourself...." Alan said softly, " Do you not have anybody to feed you?" he asked and leaned off the bed slowly. The arm that was in the cast was slipped easily into the sling around his shoulders. He staggered a tiny bit when he stood upright and sighed again. He turned to face Conrad but kept his eyes to the ground. " Roses are my favorite...." he said even softer than before. Then he looked up at Conrad with those blue eyes, it was obvious how fucked up Alan was right now. " Why did you come? I thought you broke up with me..."
Conrad Frederik Hyeung - November 26, 2011 11:25 AM (GMT)
”You and your questions, can’t you ask one question at a time?” Conrad made his way inside and bowed down after the queen, it wasn’t the first time he met her but boy she is the definition of an angel. Not only was she beautiful but being around her calm him, in fact just being around Alan brings the best out of him.
As he continued to make his way inside, he can’t help but notice how fragile Alan looked. He’s different, he’s not the same like the old Alan. The old Alan would scream at him by now and he would get fussy about how he looks, but now…even his voice sounded weak. Conrad placed the Rose in the available vase, well of course he knew roses are his favorite…he was his boyfriend after all. ”So your saying your friend can’t visit you?”Conrad continued to play around with the roses as he said them, he really doesn’t want to see the blond’s face right now. It’s hard enough to see his fragile and weak state but not being able to just hug the blond it’s unbearable for him.
There are about a gazillion things going through his head and trying to find the right topic to talk about is not really an easy thing for Conrad. It’s hard enough for him to come here and stay with Alan in the same room and just the two of them, it’s hard enough for him to keep his hands to himself. Even right now playing around with the roses seemed to be far more entertaining than anything else ”You know, I told you to call me…why didn’t you call me back then. It’s a simple thing a single phone call and you wont be here looking like that…” was he angry about it? Yes, was he pissed about it? Yes in fact one can feel the anger in his voice as he said them, but then again there are a lot of mixed emotions…
Alan Nickolas Yvan - November 27, 2011 07:13 PM (GMT)
Alan's blue eyes were empty right now. No matter who visited, he was still blank and full of agony. But Conrad hadn't visited until now, and Conrad has been the only person Alan has ever loved. Alan wanted to just go over and cling to Conrad, he wanted Conrad to hold him and tell him everything's alright. He needed to know Conrad wanted him. He wished Conrad had never left that day, he wished he had stopped Conrad from driving away from the Yvan house. Alan shouldn't have let Conrad leave him. Alan didn't sleep for days after Conrad broke it off, he could barely deal with himself when Conrad was gone. And it looked like Conrad wasn't doing so well either. Alan notice how Conrad had lost weight... Obviously he hadn't been eating or excising regularly. Alan hated knowing that he was probably the reason that Conrad didn't look alright. He wanted to cry but he didn't. He couldn't cry right now, he was sure he knew how to cry anymore. He wanted Conrad to look at him, he wanted Conrad to.... do anything. Anything but stand there and not be with him. It hurt so bad knowing that Conrad wasn't going to hold him like before.
It hurt trying to live without Conrad.
Alan coughed weakly, " No.... I'm just wondering why the guy who broke up with me is here visiting me... Why do you care?" Alan sighed and watched Conrad put the roses in a nearby vase and move them around. He wanted Conrad to look at him, take back everything he said, take back the whole 'breaking up' thing. Alan just wanted to have Conrad love him again. Alan walked a little closer but his whole demeanor was timid and frightened. Like an injured rabbit or something else pathetic. Then Conrad brought 'it' up. Alan looked away, he coughed again and kept his gaze down. " I... I did yell for you once... But I had to protect Cat." Alan kept his gaze down, " he would have hurt her and... She doesn't deserve to be hit just cause I'm a worthless waste of space..." Alan felt tears swell up but he forced them away. He couldn't cry right now. " I wanted you to come... " Alan couldn't stop the tears then, " But you left me and... and... and I didn't think you'd come... You were so upset at me!" Alan put his head in his hands and sobbed. He was crying harder than Conrad had ever seen him cry.
Conrad Frederik Hyeung - November 30, 2011 10:31 AM (GMT)
Sometimes he can’t help but think how emotional Alan can be, as he continued to play around with the rose he realized he needs to stop acting like a wuss and actually look at the blond. The temptation to just hug the blond right there is just too much, he really didn’t care about everything that had happened earlier on. But then again there’s something about the blond that made Conrad fall on his knees, the blond can go and just have sex with everyone in this earth but by the end of the day Conrad would forgive him. Maybe it’s that promise he made back then when they were kids or maybe that’s just how fate works., even now Conrad doesn’t care about Alan’s child all he wants is just the blond and that’s enough.
When Alan broke the silence a part of himw as glad but then he had to mention about the little incident, of course he didn’t left the blond. From the corners of his eyes he can see Alan walking towards him and he was about to say something when Alan continued his rambling like per usual. He can’t help but to put a small smile as he continued to play with the flowers, sometimes Alan can be a bit delusional. To say that Conrad will never come and help the blond that’s just impossible, Conrad would come back from the dead if Alan were in danger. Conrad knew Alan long enough to let him finish whatever he wanted to say first, well making the blond any more hysterical is not a good thing.
”you finish yet? First things first i did not left you alright, can we just make it clear.” Well he was bound to look at the blond sooner or alter and so he did, he turned around and face the blond just like what he used to do. ”i left to go back to Korea to get something, well why didn’t you call me back then?” Conrad took little steps towards Alan with a puzzled look on his face ”Let’s see you know Lan’s number and Mia and you know every single one of my freaking phone numbers, no matter how far i am you can always find out where i am and what i’m doing.” Conrad is just like any other man out there, sure he’s all lovey dovey but he wants Alan to actually care about him once ”You know for once i just wanted you to call me and show that you actually care about me. Of course i would always come back nonetheless. But you know it’s nice to have your own boyfriend worry sick about you once in a while.” Well with Alan crying like that maybe those words seemed to harsh for the blond, but yes despite those harsh comments Conrad can never look at Alan when he’s looking like that.
Once he’s closed enough Conrad put his arms around the waist and pushed Alan towards the bed, a concerned look on his face one that he often showed when Alan is sick. ”Sit don’t stand, stop making me worry alright and for once listen to me.” Well their status may have changed but Conrad will remain a worry wart when it comes to Alan.
Alan Nickolas Yvan - December 4, 2011 11:15 PM (GMT)
Alan felt is heart sink as Conrad spoke. Conrad just up and vanished, one night they were in each others arms sleeping and then when Alan woke up Conrad was gone. He was gone and all Alan had was his memory. Then The whole baby-thing happened. Then his father found out and now he was in the hospital. And now that Conrad was back.... Conrad was lecturing him. When Conrad turned around and actually looked at Alan, it was so intimidating. Alan looked to the ground, e didn't want Conrad to look at him like.... like that. He just wanted Conrad to love him again. He wanted Conrad to hold him again, and kiss him in public and boast about how much he loved Alan. He wanted Conrad to do all those annoying things he did, he needed Conrad to just love him again. He didn't want to live in a place where Conrad wasn't his and his alone.
Alan sighed softly, " you vanished.... You left me here all by myself. What was so important to get? " he asked weakly, trying to control his tears and not just melt into nothing onto the floor. But when Conrad said that he just wanted Alan to call and sow that he cares Alan felt his heart shatter. He felt his throat tighten, did Conrad not think Alan cared?! Did he really think Alan didn't try his very best to show his love?! Did Conrad think that Alan didn't worry sick abut Conrad all the time, but never really knew how to express it?! When Alan felt Conrad hands on his waist he struggled, he really struggled. He pushed Conrad with his good arm and even tried to push Conrad away with his broken arm. He actually tried to fight back... " No!! I'm not going to sit!!!You vanished!!! You left to Korea without a word!!! Unlike you I didn't grow up in a family that expressed their love!!! I love you! I know I don't show it well but I do!!" Alan felt the tears come back as he cried and yelled. " I wish I could show you!! I wish I could I don't... I don't know how!! And then you left me all by myself and I was lost and scared and when I had to see my father you were still gone!! Go ask Cat!!! She heard me scream for you when my father was angry at me at Parents Night!! I screamed for you but you weren't there!" Alan pushed Conrad roughly, of course it probably didn't do much but Alan was crying and yelling and he just...
He wasn't in a good place right now, and Conrad's harsh words weren't helping Alan get any better.
Conrad Frederik Hyeung - December 28, 2011 09:28 AM (GMT)
It was always during this kind of moment where he felt utterly stupid, sure he wasn’t smart but making the blond cry like that is more than enough reason for him to kill anyone. He regretted trying to argue with the blond, he should’ve known sooner that he should never argue with the blond. Conrad doesn’t mind taking all the blame so long as his blond smiles at him, he doesn’t mind doing the stuff he does not like so long as Alan hug him. He would do anything to make Alan happy, but that’s impossible right, Conrad is only human he can be selfish and sometimes he wants to be selfish. Conrad wants to be spoiled by the blond, he wants the blond to cling to him for once.
But he really should know better, he can never be selfish when it comes to Alan. Then the tears came…one may not believe this but Conrad may suffer from tearsforfearsobia. Yes it’s weird but hey when it comes to Alan anything is legit even phobia for tears…As Alan cried more Conrad hastily knelt down so he can look at Alan properly, I don’t think we need to remind the height difference between both of them.
Conrad wrapped his hands around the blond’s waist and buried his head on Alan’s flat tummy. ”Don’t cry pleaseee, you know I’ll go crazy and weird if you cry…” Conrad mumbled the words but of course Alan can hear them perfectly. ”Sorry for not coming to you when you called me, I know I’m a bad boyfriend. I didn’t know you had to go through that much sorry baby…don’t cry please. I don’t want you to suffer anymore Alan.” Deep down Conrad knew it was partly his fault, he promised Alan he’s going to protect him forever but of course it’s easier said than done.
”Hey Alan, I Love you forever and ever and I promise not to go anywhere from now on. I’ll stay by your side forever” Still mumbling his words, Conrad tightened his hug on the blond. Call it an act of assurance but he needed the blond to be there for him and this time he’s really going to keep his promise forever…and ever…
Alan Nickolas Yvan - December 29, 2011 03:24 AM (GMT)
Alan didn't want to cry, he felt so weak and pathetic and useless. He knew that Conrad was upset and Alan should be more understanding. Alan felt like such a terrible person, not having enough strength to stop crying. Alan wished he could be stronger for Conrad, he wished he could be perfect and wonderful and amazing. But Alan had been hit over and over again, it had been pummeled into him that he was not perfect and amazing. Alan just wished that for once he could be the boyfriend Conrad wanted. He wished Conrad could be selfish and not have to bend for everything Alan wanted. He wished that Conrad could find someone better. But Alan also knew that if Conrad did find someone better, it would kill Alan and break his fragile heart in two. Alan didn't know how he would even live if Conrad found somebody else. Alan would just give up if Conrad moved on and got married and had kids and ruled Korea without Alan. Alan just wanted his life to be easy for once, he wanted to run away with Conrad and live a happy life, maybe with some kids, and just be peaceful, happy, serene. He didn't want to be alone forever.
Alan felt Conrad hug him around the middle and then bury his face into Alan's tummy. Alan let one hand ran through Conrad's hair and his other arm, being broken, just sat in the cast. Alan couldn't stop the tears as Conrad spoke. When Conrad said he didn't want Alan to suffer anymore Alan started to cry harder. he knees went weak and he slid down onto the floor, he wrapped both his arms around Conrad and just cried. He buried his face into Conrad and cried, he clung onto Conrad for dear life. Alan sobbed and spoke through his tears. " I love you too..." he said weakly behind his sniffling and tears. " I won't eve leave you either... I--I don't want to ever be without you..." Alan then pulled away from Conrad and looked him in the eyes before reaching his uninjured hand up and passionately kissing him. Alan didn't care if they were fighting, he didn't care if they had 'broken up' he didn't care that he had a baby son, he didn't give a fuck. He kissed Conrad and he didn't stop, he moved away to breath and then kissed him again. Alan just needed Conrad, he needed Conrad and he needed Conrad to want him. Alan didn't want to stop kissing him, not even if his mother was out in the hallway, he didn't care. he kissed Conrad and then kissed him again and again and again until Conrad forced him to stop.
Conrad Frederik Hyeung - January 5, 2012 02:41 PM (GMT)
There are moments in his life where he would wonder if the sacrifices he made for his family will be worth it in the end, although he should feel happy that his family isn’t as demanding as the other royals. He sacrificed his own happiness to be the perfect heir to the throne, it’s the best way to ensure his siblings happiness in the future. At least that way his siblings wont have to worry about anything and he can give them a ‘normal’ life or at least close to normal. But the blond came to his life, he still remembered that moment clearly. They met in a party and for some odd reason he felt the need to be by his side all the time, there was something about that clear blue eyes and blond hair that attracted Conrad.
When he made that promise ages ago, he made a mental note to himself to keep his heart for him. He promised himself to keep his heart loyal to Alan no matter what, he doesn’t mind sacrificing his life and his happiness so long as he can see Alan smile at him. It may…in fact it does hurt him to know that he may not get what he wanted but so long as he can see that smile on the blond’s face..it’s enough…it’s worth it…at least for him.
”Glad to know you-“ he was happy, in fact he was beyond happy. Conrad is a simple guy and rather childish so when Alan said he loves him, Conrad is beyond happy. But the kiss that came next was a big surprise to him, well they kind of made up already but he sure wasn’t expecting a kiss…a rather passionate long kiss that is. Conrad responded the kiss while trying at the same time not to hurt the blond, although that was not an easy thing. Yes he didn’t want this stop but he had to pushed Alan away. A rather huge grin formed on Conrad’s face ”ok ok I get it you love me, adore me, think I’m cute, handsome and perfect right. But stop tempting me all right, you tempt me any further and I won’t guarantee your safety.” With both of his thumb Conrad rubbed away the tears on Alan’s face, slowly he stand up while holding Alan in his hand. Conrad placed Alan back lying on the hospital bed, while he sat on the edge and caress the blond’s face. Stop moving just rest for a bit alright and I’m not going anywhere I promise. Stop crying please, your making me worried…in fact your current condition is making me crazy.” Yes he’s a worry wart and annoyed but at least he’s smiling for the right reasons…
Alan Nickolas Yvan - January 17, 2012 02:45 AM (GMT)
Alan didn't want to let Conrad go, he'd done that once before and it was the biggest mistake of his life. He'd met that Asian prince at a party, a new years party. Conrad watched him from across the crowd, and Alan couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and by the end of the night Alan was all over Conrad like a fat kid on cake. Alan couldn't help it, Conrad and Alan were made for each other, star-crossed lovers, love at first sight soul mates. Whatever you called it, Alan and Conrad couldn't be separated, they'd both die. Maybe not physically die, but they'd die on the inside, and they'd never be the same if they got separated. Maybe it would hurt Alan more, maybe it'd hurt Conrad more... it didn't matter, being pulled away from each other would hurt more than either could bear. Alan didn't want to be pulled away from Conrad, he needed Conrad, wanted him. No matter what. When Conrad forced Alan to stop kissing him Alan looked at Conrad with those big blue eyes.
Seeing Conrad smile... it made Alan smile right back. it was a broken, weak and fragile smile, but it as a smile none the less. Alan let out a weak laugh when Conrad spoke, " It's my job to be tempting... You've never been upset about it before... In fact you've always enjoyed it." Alan kissed Conrad's cheek. He let Conrad wipe the tears off his face and help him back into the bed. Alan looked up at Conrad and sighed, He hated that Conrad worried so much, it was annoying. But he couldn't stop Conrad from worrying. It was sort of Conrad's thing... he worried, that's just what he did. Alan put his hand over the one Conrad was caressing his face with. " You worry too much, I'm fine... the arm is already in a cast, there's not much that could break it any further. " Alan sighed when Conrad said his current state was driving him crazy. Alan looked away, " it won't happen again, they sent my father away, the committee says he's not allowed to be around me anymore... they haven't decided if they're going to take the throne and give it to mama yet." Alan smiled, he didn't.... he didn't want to think about that, he looked down to the table at the foot of the bed, " I just... I can't believe that you remembered that roses are my favorite... their beautiful by the way..."
Conrad Frederik Hyeung - February 14, 2012 02:40 PM (GMT)
Just like Alan, Conrad didn’t want this to end but their rather weird relationship he started to think that maybe they’re just not meant to be. They had been through a lot and now Conrad just doesn’t want to think about the future, he used to think about the future a lot. Back then he used to think he’d have a nice girlfriend by now, a girlfriend he would introduce to his family and probably be engaged by now. He used to think how he wanted to have lots of kids later on with his wife and a bunch of other stuff. But look at him now, here he is clinging on to another prince instead of a princess. The same prince he promised to protect back then, but then again he is happy and that’s far more important than anything.
“Me? Upset about you being too overly sexy and tempting at the same time, let’s face it here blondie no one can resist you. Not me nor anyone in this world, am I wrong?” Conrad playfully tapped Alan’s nose before getting up and sat on the edge of the bed whilst still holding on to Alan’s hands. ”Ok I’m pretty sure you know I can’t stop worrying about you, just look at you. Geez are you on some kind of diet or something, plus someone needs to worry about you right?” He asked Alan casually, he’s just happy the blond is feeling a lot better and when he can snapped back at him like that Conrad is pretty sure Alan is starting to get better.
To say he was relief would be an understatement, he was happy and actually beyond happy Alan’s father finally got what he deserve. It’s about time actually, he asked Alan numerous time before if he can hit his father but of course Alan would always say no. Sometimes Alan can be a bit too nice with other people ”Even if they don’t send your father away, I’ll protect you all the time. Plus after this little incident I’m not letting you out of the house and we’re going to stay at my house this time. Lan is there and Mia is there so im pretty sure both of them can keep an eye on you.” It’s not really a question actually, Conrad’s going to drag Alan to his house if he has too.
Alan Nickolas Yvan - March 7, 2012 07:26 PM (GMT)
Alan held Conrad's hands and sighed softly. Conrad was such a worry-wart. Though Alan was sure that this was normal for a couple. Alan just wasn't used to it. Alan never had anyone substantial looking after him. His mother was busy and his father... well... And Matt looked after him and so did Tina but they were younger siblings and sometimes were helpless when it came to Alan. Sure Matt would patch him up or wrap bandages around the cuts he gained as a child. Matt would help him up after thier father had left the room. Sometimes Tina would wash the blood off but she didn't like gore or blood so that wasn't very often. But other than that nobody really worried about him and so Alan wasn't used to Conrad constantly fretting over him like a mother would. Alan laughed lightly at Conrad asking him if he was on a diet. " You know I don't eat well when I'm stressed. And how many times do I have to tell you I'm just a small... a thin person." Alan let his not broken arm reach up and pat Conrad's cheek.
Alan removed his hand like thorns when Conrad mention the incident. Not that Alan didn't like Conrad it's just he really didn't want to think about it. He frowned, " I don't need anybody but you watching after me Conrad." Alan heard the sound of heels and looked to the door. Alan's mother, the Queen stood in the doorway with a sad and lonely smile. She was a little shorter than Alan making her seem like a midget in comparison to the very tall Conrad. She had soft blond hair that curled down her shoulders and matched exactly to Alan's in color and feel. She had a soft air about her and her skin was just as pale and her eyes just as blue as Alan's. She was wearing and blue dress and a grey coat with fur lining the edges. She smiled and spoke in Swiss-German, her voice just like Alan's except lighter and much softer. She was a fragile looking woman and was soft around every edge. She was beautiful and well endowed but obviously a bit broken seeing her son in the hospital. " Alan dear, the doctors said you can go home now, do you want to go to dinner still or should I leave you two alone for today?" she asked in her native tongue and Alan sighed, he looked over to Conrad. Alan held Conrad's hand and looked at him for a second, " The doctors said I can leave... Mother wants to know if you want to go to dinner..." he said to Conrad. He figured he'd let Conrad decide what to do since Alan felt no rush to make any decisions right now.
Conrad Frederik Hyeung - March 20, 2012 02:12 PM (GMT)
”Arguing with you is pretty pointless isn’t it, I can never win an argument with you…geez I still don’t believe the whole “im just small’ argument coming from you, it’s such a bull Alan.” He looked away for a bit, he hates this small argument they tend to have. You see he’ll have no problem if the argument were about different things but if they kept on having the same argument about the same thing all over again…it’s tiring him. Yes this little argument about Alan being thin and stuff, it’s really getting to his nerve. ”You know I’m still mad about the fact that you’re not eating your food regularly.” this time he stared back at Alan literally sending heatwave from his eyes not literally of course.
It was just his way to make sure he managed to get his point across to the other young man on the bed, he was about to press forward when the door opened gently. The queen stood in the door way looking awfully similar to Alan in fact really similar they could even be mistaken for twins. But there was something about her that made him more conscious of himself, as abruptly he stood up from the bed while his right hand was still entwined with Alan’s. Yes he stood there like a robot while the mother and son have their little conversation, but then again it’s not like he mind. It’s quite rare to see Alan’s mother and to see her now, once again he can’t help but see how similar Alan is to his mother. His mother is perfect in ever essence, Alan is just like the male version of his mother, though that may be the reason why both males and females are all over his blond.
His train of thoughts were stopped when Alan directed a question at him, took him several minutes to realize what Alan was talking about. The Queen was far too beautiful for her own good, he’s pretty sure he’s not the only one that get mesmerized by her. But now that he thinks about it, he can only hope Alan didn’t realize his rather affection looks towards the Queen, the last thing he needed right now is a jealous boyfriend who is still recovering. ”mmm dinner? Owh mmm so you have dinner plans with your mother I’m assuming judging by how things look. Well you know you can have dinner with your mother and I’ll pick you up after wards. Both of you deserve some good family time after all.” that was a stupid reason to say the least, as he slowly sat back down on the bed with that sheepish-oh-so-fake smile of his. He can’t imagine what’ll happen to him if he were to have dinner with the Queen, man he’d be staring at her all night long and that is not a good thing when Alan is around.
Having dinner with Alan and his mother will just kill him eventually, boy that might as well be the death of him. ”You can just call me afterwards and I’ll come and pick you up.” he stared lovingly at Alan, just to make sure the blond trusts him. Although now, he’s pretty sure he can’t lie in front of the blond anymore…man he swear the blond knows his personality and attitude too well.
