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Post by Finley Drake Warner on Aug 7, 2010 13:23:13 GMT -5
"Bye, and hurry or you'll be late." Finn called out after his husband and his son. They were running late and Logan needed to get to school. He waved them off and went back into the house. He was beyond happy with how his life turned out. He was Married to the love of his life, they had an amazing son and they were talking about maybe adopting again soon. Yeah, they had adopted, they decided it was better than getting a woman to have a baby for them. He started cleaning up the breakfast mess and singing along to the radio. They had a housekeeper but Finn liked to keep things cleaned up.
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Post by Theodore Joseph Jonas on Aug 7, 2010 13:36:48 GMT -5
Ewan sighed. He was running away. He was just too, confused right now, to do anything. He couldn't be around his mom and dad right now. He couldn't focus on any kind of work. So, he packed a duffel bag with some books, clothes, and his laptop, and snuck out of the house. At first, he didn't know where to go. He could try staying with Aria's family... no. Ewan could try to hide in Jonah's room... nah. The boy sighed again and finally thought of a safe haven. He got on a bus and took it to the stop closest to his Uncle Taylor and Uncle Finn's house. Ewan ran to the door and knocked.
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Post by Finley Drake Warner on Aug 7, 2010 13:42:02 GMT -5
Finn had been doing the dishes when he heard the knock. He frowned, he didn't think they were expecting anyone. He wiped his hands and walked to the door and pulled it open. "Ye- Ewan?" He blinked. "Come on in." He had no idea what his nephew was doing there. He knew he'd remember if he was suppose to be there... and Cleo would have called to remind him anyway. He looke out to see if Cleo or Teddy's car was there, it wasn't and it didn't look like the rest of the kids where there either. "Whats up?" He asked the boy.
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Post by Theodore Joseph Jonas on Aug 7, 2010 13:44:14 GMT -5
"Hey Uncle Finn." Ewan walked into the house, dragging his duffel bag behind him. He stood around awkwardly. "I... uh... ran away from home..."
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Post by Finley Drake Warner on Aug 7, 2010 13:46:16 GMT -5
Finn managed to keep himself from laughing at the idea of Ewan running away from home. "And why did you do that?" He asked him, looking at the bag. "Come on, you can leave that here." he said, heading for the kitchen.
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Post by Theodore Joseph Jonas on Aug 7, 2010 13:47:37 GMT -5
Ewan followed his uncle. "I... I guess I just don't feel like I belong there anymore..."
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Post by Finley Drake Warner on Aug 7, 2010 13:51:32 GMT -5
Finn frowned and stopped, turning to look at him. "Why would you think that?" He asked.
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Post by Theodore Joseph Jonas on Aug 7, 2010 13:52:37 GMT -5
Ewan looked down, feeling his face heat up. "I just... feel different from mom, dad, Molly, and everyone..."
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Post by Finley Drake Warner on Aug 7, 2010 13:55:07 GMT -5
Finn placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. "How so?" He had a feeling... but he wasn't going to jump to conclusions.
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Post by Theodore Joseph Jonas on Aug 7, 2010 13:59:08 GMT -5
"Well... the other day... I found one of Molly's magazines, and it had a picture of Wesley Hawthorne in it... and when I saw it... I felt funny...."
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Post by Finley Drake Warner on Aug 7, 2010 14:01:09 GMT -5
Finn looked thoughtful. "Well was it just that one time or..." He trailed off. There was a difference between being gay and seeing a guy and being a little turned on... especially at Ewan's ae.
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Post by Theodore Joseph Jonas on Aug 7, 2010 14:04:56 GMT -5
"It's happened more than once..." His voice dropped to a whisper. "And a couple times... I... got a... I got hard..."
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Post by Finley Drake Warner on Aug 7, 2010 14:06:23 GMT -5
Finn smiled a bit and placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Have you had anything to eat?" He asked. He figured the boy should have something in his stomach before they went through all this.
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Post by Theodore Joseph Jonas on Aug 7, 2010 14:10:12 GMT -5
"Not since yesterday at dinner."
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Post by Finley Drake Warner on Aug 7, 2010 14:14:48 GMT -5
"Come on." Finn led him to the kitchen and pointed for him to sit down. He got out the pancake mix and added the water and milk. "Okay, we'll start with this. Ewan, you can't run away." He said as he started making the pancakes. "You're Ewan Jonas, there's no where for you to hide." he said.
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