A Dish Served Cold. [Christian/Johnny/Adrian/Marton/Harry]

[palacechristian.livejournal.com]

He unfolded the paper and flipped it up onto his knees with a one-handed gesture born of long
practice, his coffee cup in the other and took a sip as he perused the headlines. Coffee sprayed all over the front page as his eyes relayed the words to his brain. What the fuck!

Surprise Gifts [Christian/Adrian, Johnny]

[angie-palace.livejournal.com]

Christian stuck his head around the bedroom door holding a pair of folded jeans in his hands. "These yours?" he asked, before scanning the room. "Where'd Johnny go?"

"He's outside talking to Liam," Adrian answered, taking the jeans with a nod of thanks. He'd been packing things slowly into his bag, his shoulders slumped, feeling like he was about to cry. It'd finally hit him that his visit was over, that he was leaving, and he didn't want to. Oh, he missed Charlie and Hal and the others, and it'd be good to be home and all, but he didn't want to go.

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