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[Jun. 15th, 2010|07:30 am] |
Elijah had gotten the fabulous idea that he and Shay should get a hotel room to see what really being on their own would be like, and of course Shay had indulged him and agreed. After packing up and arriving at the room, they'd ordered room service and had a picnic on the bed. When Shay got up to take a shower, Elijah found his violin and settled on the floor to play for a bit.
He'd only just gotten the violin back recently from the FBI. He hadn't really played it, because it felt strange to even think about now that he didn't have to. He wanted to wait until he wanted to, and today he wanted to.
He had his shoes and socks off and was wearing a brown pair of slacks with a matching vest over a white t-shirt, and he probably looked silly sitting on the floor like he was. He was so into playing that he hadn't even heard the shower cut off, and he just kept right on playing until the song ended. He was going to start another one when he realized that the sound of water was no longer drifting out of the bathroom, and he turned his head in the direction he knew Shay must have been standing in with a shy smile.
"Are you watching me?" he asked softly. |
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