he opened his mouth but nothing came out and a tightness clenched at his heart in a way he had not felt since he was a small child. he realized pyce had lied to him and it hurt more than a real hit would have. gently he closed his mouth and standing left the room. he did not bother dressing

Galvins eyes grew wide. He did not waste time in following the other out of the room and grabbing him by the shoulder. "Do not walk away from me Ambrosia Garagin! Do not bull shit me with this high and mighty martyring BULLSHIT!" He could not help but dig his finger tips into the pale flesh. “I gave you what you asked for, a non caring fuck toy and now you are just going to walk away because you got me..” he tried to think of the word the other used. “Pregnant?!” His anger was bum-rushed by a wallowing wave of emotion that made him want to vomit. He quickly let go of Ambrosia to make his retreat back to the room.

he paid no mind to the words and when he was let go he continued his walk down to where he expected the car to be, when he did not see it he turned to the side and began walking

Through blurred eyes he quickly put on some clothing and tossed everything he owned in his bag. He rushed out of the room motioning for a cab as soon as he got outside again. When he was safely inside the yellow carrage he told the man to drive him to the airport. During the ride he renewed his vow to kill Ambrosia.

it was dark by the time he returned, he had forgotten how easy it was to find a partner for a few hours and was pleased when he was given fare to get back to the hotel instead of having to borrow a phone to get a ride. when he returned the bastard was gone though the doctor was still there and looked worried, stripping from the borrowed clothes from his unnamed companion he found his phone and called to get a ticket back home, he was tired of france and it's cruel insults

Time had elapsed into a vague idea by the time the plane landed. In the hours it took for him to get back to his apartment he had drained himself off most of his emotions except one. Deep down in the depths of his soul his familiar demons clawed at his heart, betrayal, trust in others but most of all it was the aching loneliness. Loneliness and unrequited love that shook the hunter into tears. It was amplified by the lack of warmth from his only friend in the world.

he was surprised when halfway through a session he received a voicemail from ambrosia, leaving the woman he did not even allow the recording to finish before picking up the phone. nodding he listened as he was told to clear his schedule and find his way to the airport

It took two more days before the charade of Galvin Pyce was back in its place and even then it as thin as a sheet of paper. His brother had little doubt from the condition of his body that he was doing nothing but hunting. His dog however had become hard to win over. He could smell the slight changes. The hesitant confusion returned to its natural loyalty in no time. It had been closed down during the week of his absence and remodeled. It oozed images of that man at every turn. By Saturday he had lost himself in his new management duties and catty internal politics of the dancers. So many had tried to gain his eye for favor over the others. It kept his mind occupied until he was walking the familiar gravel of the park. It was Saturday.

he passed by the park every fucking day and he knew he shouldn't, he knew pyce wasn't there and he knew he wouldn't stop if he saw the man and yet every day they detoured two blocks to pass by the damn park and today had been no different though as they caught red light he felt something in him snap and mindless of the other cars got out and crossed the street to hop the fence, if pyce did not come today he would not come ever again

Galvin didn't realize it but he felt the man before he saw him. Looming under the trees. He took a deep breath not ready. Swallowing he didn't allow himself to flee. He tucked his emotions back into their box and walked over to the man.

Galvin didn't realize it but he felt the man before he saw him. Looming under the trees. He took a deep breath not ready. Swallowing he didn't allow himself to flee. He tucked his emotions back into their box and walked over to the man.

he had a million things to say to the man and yet as soon as he caught sight of the other every accusation fell away and only one question remained. it sickened him to even think to ask but as pyce was nearly in front of him he knew he had to ask it. "why did you say you wanted to love me galvin pyce?"

He dreamed of this moment for nights, devised many ways he would drive the stake into the wretched mans heart and never have to look at him again. Twisting his ankle he realized his stake was not in his boot. He swallowed deeply at the other mans out burst. Some how the park became vacant but the two of them. He stepped back from the whirling pool of emotions to gather his own thoughts without getting angry. His hands twisted in front of his eyes as they had done some many times before cleaning away any evidence of weakness. “For the same reason, I looked like I wanted to be fucked...” His voice faltered as he admitted the same thing aloud he denied for himself for a long time. “You are the only one that has come back for me.” Galvin couldn't stop his voice from breaking. “And when I wake up as promised you are there...” There were many more mundane reasons that wouldn't come out. Galvin forcefully rubbed his tears into submission quelling his shaking body. He closed the distance between him and Ambrosia and kissed the man. “It is Saturday, where would you like to have dinner?”

he remained cold to the kiss though the touch of it sent his stomach into a rolling tumult. he did not want to be a matter of convenience, someone who was there just to give a moment's reprieve. he wanted to be loved and to find love in return but he understood that if he could do it to cirro or eva and still manage to make it mutually beneficial then having the same done to him would at least allow him the facsimile of what he desired "some place that serves beef"

He made the mistake of brushing the mans hair aside and trying to go for another kiss. The almost smile that wanted to illuminate his face crashed. He shell could not resume its stoic composure like the other. The over bearing collective of emotions that were his and Ambrosia's made his head spin. He shakily staggered backward, barely able to hold on to the contents of his stomach. His appetite had been ripped from his bones. He did not trust himself to speak. Silently he followed behind Ambrosia.

the ride was silent and he was reluctant to break it until they had stopped and were already inside of the restaurant being led to sit down. when a waitress came to pour them water and hand them menus he found his voice. "the uniforms should be in within the next week or so, a fitter has already come to retrieve the sizes of each worker barring you since yours is already bought. i will have it delivered to the club along with your other things from the... time in france"