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Post by aiden jacobs. on Sept 23, 2008 23:05:16 GMT -5
my eyes don’t see the obvious, it’s way too far to go. forget about the rest of me, there’s nothing left to know.
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[/center] Chewing lightly at his lip, Aiden watched the smaller boy as he spoke, an eyebrow raised in a sort of playful skepticism. He had never really been around a person who could get lost so easily, because their memory was lacking– but he had been around those who got so fucked up they forgot where they lived, so, perhaps it was similar? Obviously not identical, but similar, in the same that either person forgot where they lived.. the circumstances were just different. Having confused himself, Aiden scrunched up his nose and tried to get back onto the subject of.. erm.. what had they been talking about? Oh! Getting Jos home without getting lost. That was it! “ Technically, I don’t have anything else to do, other than.. Ehh. I’d rather get lost in a crack house with pissed off crackheads than deal with that asshole.” He murmured to himself, absently tugging at one of the silver loops piercing his bottom lip before bending momentarily to pick up the shivering kitten. It was habit to flinch away, although he had to admit, he really needed to work on stopping that. Then again, it had worked itself into his reflexes and was now pretty natural, though he still didn’t like it. Oh well, those things happen. The soft sweep of air that pushed his fringe secondarily from eyes made him tip his head in slight confusion, although he didn’t really reopen his eyes until he was sure that Jos was finished inspecting the scratches across his cheekbone. That wasn’t because he was afraid he was going to be hit– that was more of an ‘I dun wanna be poked in the eye’ kind of thing. “Uhh, bad kitty.. You be nice.” Aiden glanced toward Jos as he spoke, noticing that the boy had jerked back a few steps and that a crimson blush covered his cheekbones. He soon returned to grasping the pandaburr for dear life, though, and Aiden twisted his lips slightly, his head tipped to the side as he heard the boy utter an apology. For what? Aiden was confused.. Oh well, yeah? “Can we go home? ..I’m scared of the dark.” Jos was afraid of the dark? Awhee! In a sort of weird, kind of comical, way, Aiden found the statement kind of childish and cute, although it was somewhat of a viable fear that he wouldn’t laugh at. What? A lot of spooky shit happened after dark, a lot of violent things, as well, including murders and rapes and whatnot. It really wasn’t too much to be embarrassed about.. Was it? Then again, with a few of the people Aiden had been.. errh, ‘friends’ with, they’d made fun of him for even the littlest fear– like his being afraid of mulch chips. “ Sure.. Where was it, again?” ————— Aiden had never really paid much attention to Seattle’s streets– just enough to memorize where places he would go were, but no more– and so this was somewhat like a maze. But hey, they’d get there eventually, right? Right. He used to sleep on streets like these, and so he wasn’t very fazed when maniacal laughter seeped from a nearby alley– Jos, however, nearly plastered himself to Aiden’s side, his face buried into his shoulder. In a way, Jos’ fear slightly troubled him– but it was okay, he’d get over it, right? “ It’s okay.. I think.” He said softly, biting his lip. Well, that had to be comforting. Not. Between the lampposts making areas of the concrete glow to the dark swatches of darkness they hurried, and Aiden coupled this with Jos’ proclaimed fear of the dark– it didn’t really bother him, it was merely an observation on his part– and after awhile (Aiden having partially zoned out of course, what with Monroe kneading her claws into his rib cage) the smaller boy’s eyes peeked out from his shoulder and looked around. Soon enough, though, Jos quite literally tugged Aiden toward a ramshackle building, causing him to pace behind him at almost a jog just to keep up. “Uh-uhm, I know this isn’t the bestest place to live and stuff and you’ll probably think badly of me for it, but do you want to come in? I just live down there.. Come on, at least come in and warm up a little.. I mean, you don’t really think I’m going to listen to you anyway, do you?”Well, no, Aiden didn’t think he was going to listen, but he’d had a teeny sliver of hope. Baha. The cold fingers enveloping his wrist continued to drag him toward a bright green door, and Aiden raised an eyebrow, peering over his shoulder at another door close by and wondering why Jos’ door was a different color. Was he going to ask? Uhm.. no. Sorry, childrenn. He was sudden tugged back into motion as Jos finally got the door unlocked, the sudden introduction of heat to his freezing little body making him begin to shiver as if he was on the verge of death. Or maybe just hypothermia. Monroe had stuck her head out of Aiden’s jacket, curious about their new surroundings, and meowed almost pitifully, sniffing hurriedly at the air as if she would die if she didn’t and sticking a paw out of his jacket to try and jump down. “ No, kitteh, I don’t think so..” he said softly, unsure if Jos would like a savage little kitten running around his apartment and making herself at home. She meowed slightly again and Aiden looked down– having been surveying the small, actually kind of cozy apartment– to find that Jos was petting her head, a small smile tracing across his lips. Honestly, cats were like babies with how they attracted people sometimes. So were puppies, though. “Sooo, this is home.”Looking back at Jos as he spoke, Aiden nodded slightly, unsure of what to say, or if he should say anything. “ It looks like someone actually lives here..” He said absently, trailing off as he glanced at the small, decorated living room and realizing he sounded sort of.. weird. Amazed. Something like that. “ I mean.. My best friend’s cousin’s apartment looks dirty unless I clean and even then it looks like it’s just.. almost robotic. Kind of disturbing, really, but better than nothing..” Aiden added, shrugging a bit and biting his lip. Well, if he didn’t sound stupid before, he surely sounded that way now, and he looked at Monroe, who had, once again, tried to squeeze her little body out from his jacket. “ Monroe, come on.” He huffed softly, zipping his jacket up slightly and confining her partially. He regretted it, believe me– she dug her back claws into his stomach, and, after a short gasp, he reached toward her and lightly tapped her on the nose with shaking fingers. Brat.Shifting uneasily on his feet, Aiden glanced toward Jos, his teeth worrying absently at his lower lip before he, once again, returned his gaze to the living room to survey it once more. Well, he didn’t know if he missed something or whatever! He was OCD about that. …Hush! D: His shaking had started to subside as his body slowly regained temperature, although, every few minutes or so cold chills would shoot up and down his spine as he stood where Jos had dragged him, having only moved to switch his weight from one foot to the other. Then again, Aiden was one of those people you literally had to drag to move him somewhere else or to get him to sit down– he felt awkward, being in someone’s apartment that he didn’t know very well.. Maybe it was just him? Well, this was better than being at Michael’s for now, he had to admit, and feeling awkward was better than having to take cover behind Caine. Baha. Pushing his hair out of his eyes, Aiden glanced back at Jos, once again tugging at one of his lip rings as Monroe wriggled about in his jacket, trying to free herself. Mrrrrrrrow! As she meowed, Aiden jumped, blushing slightly as he tapped her on the nose again, wishing she would chill out and hopefully go to sleep or something. Jeebus. arrrrrawr. i know. ending sucks. v.v isorryyyyy. you know the drillll, i'll edit if you need me too. ^^ mwahaha. x33 at least it's kind of better than my last few replies? D: i think. xDD hopefullyyy. [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by joscelin grey! on Sept 24, 2008 22:54:47 GMT -5
“Stay with me until the daylight breaks, no matter what it takes just say you'll stay..”
Having no idea where they were going half of the time, the dark Seattle streets seemed like some type of labyrinth as they wound through various suburbs and housing developments. The dark alleyways and suspicious groups of huddled teenagers made him nervous as they passed, his brown eyes locked on the concrete as something deeply unknown screamed at him not to make eye contact. Joscelin was almost at the end of his tether as they began to wind down through the more ’ghetto’ areas of Seattle, groups of tourists and party goers became less and less frequent and more and more thugs dressed in dark baggy clothes began to appear, his body trembling with both the coupled heat deprivation and the fear of getting jumped or mugged by one of the several groups of men huddled in loose circles in each of the dimly lit alleys. The glow from the city began to fad away and wash everything into blacker darkness as the thriving downtown buildings began to fade and morph into more tattered and dilapidated warehouses.
Jos thought he was going to make it the last stretch before they reached his home without any major upsets, though as they passed a particularly dark alleyway and a chorus of manic laughter wafted up from glinting teeth and needles Jos practically tried to glue himself to Aiden’s side, his fingers gripping the other boy’s jacket with enough force to turn his knuckles white. “It’s okay.. I think.” At Aiden’s –– what Jos took as comforting –– words, he relaxed his death grip slightly and cocked his head so that he could glance up at the other boy and chanced an attempted smile, though he was afraid it came across as a grimace when his face refused to cooperate. Why should it? There was absolutely nothing to smile about.. Except maybe if he took into consideration that he had an excuse to press up against Aiden’s side. As soon as this thought crossed his mind, the corners of Jos’ lips curled up into a gentle smile, his cheek nuzzled against Aiden’s arm in a form of silent gratitude.
As he finally shoved the warped door open and managed to pull Aiden inside, Jos busied himself with pulling his jacket off and tossing it onto one of the nearby kitchen chairs. Turning back to Aiden, Jos opened his mouth to say something but noticing how badly the other boy was shivering Jos took pity on the poor thing and quickly scurried to the couch where one of the many blankets was placed diligently on the backrest before turning and hurrying back to the boy standing in his doorway and carefully looping his arms around Aiden’s neck so that he could drape the blanket over his shoulders. With a furious red breeding under his cheeks, Jos stepped back and managed a warm smile as he carefully nudged the front door closed behind Aiden. “No, kitteh, I don’t think so..” As the other boy spoke, Jos stopped his mindless wandering and looked back up to find the small grey kitty trying desperately to get down, his eyes crinkling up as he stepped forward to stroke his fingers softy atop her damp head, his nose pulled up playfully as he beamed down at the small animal. “No, no, it’s okay. You can put her down and let her explore or something.. Toby’s not home so he won’t like freak out and eat her face off.” Jos murmured quietly and looked up at Aiden quietly, a bright smile lighting up his face.
Not knowing what to do, Jos simply settled for fidgeting quietly and shifting back and forth on his feet, his fingers alternating between tugging fretfully at the sleeves of his shirt and his bottom lip as he stole small glances at the other boy from beneath his lashes. Thinking back, Jos attempted to try and remember anything that Aiden had said that might break the somewhat awkward silence that had bubbled up between them, only to find that his memories were all missing. Sighing softly he furrowed is brows and thought harder, searching for anything that he could use, yet it remained futile his mind presenting him only with brief clips of an alley way and then a warm feeling of being safe. “It looks like someone actually lives here.. I mean.. My best friend’s cousin’s apartment looks dirty unless I clean and even then it looks like it’s just.. almost robotic. Kind of disturbing, really, but better than nothing..”
Jos suddenly beamed up at Aiden, feeling a warm bubbly sense of approval riding up in his stomach and making him feel light headed as he giggled girlishly and flushed slightly. When Aiden zipped his jacket up further to prevent the escape of the renegade kitten, Jos grinned slightly and reached out the stroke a few fingers beneath her chin. “Is that who you and Sethy were arguing about?” The question popped out before Jos had even had time to think about what he was asking, his eyes growing to the size of pie plates before he suddenly looked down at the slightly off color carpet that Jos assumed had been white when the first tenant had lived here, but now stained and dirty. “Monroe, come on.” As Aiden spoke quietly to his kitty, Jos’ head snapped up, his bottom lip pulling out in a soft pout as he gazed up at the other boy. “I-I didn’t mean that! Please don’t go..”
Jos shifted around uncomfortably for a few moments, his fingers tugging fretfully at the hem of his long sleeved thermal shirt as he stole quick little glances up at Aiden from beneath his fringe. Tugging at his bottom lip Jos shuffled closer to Aiden before hesitantly reaching out and wrapping his fingers around Aiden’s first two and tugging gently at the other boy’s fingers to get him to move towards the couch, his eyes taking in the small kitten’s head as she fruitlessly continued her attempts at escape as he refused to meet Aiden’s eyes. “Uhm, will you stay a little longer? Nobody ever comes to visit me and I know I don’t really know you, but I like being around you… I think.”
Still blushing furiously, Jos dropped Aiden’s fingers and crawled onto the couch, his body curled tightly up against the armrest as he huddled under the soft chenille blanket that was pooled up on the seats so that his nose buried beneath the soft fabric. Shuffling around uncomfortably under Aiden’s curious stare, Jos squirmed out from beneath his protective blanket and reached out and tugged at the bottom of the other boy’s jacket, a soft pout tugging at his lower lip. “I’m sorry if I‘m acting kind of.. clingy? But nobody‘s ever usually this nice to me and I thought maybe we could just talk or something.” His voice was murmured quietly as Jos settled back onto the couch with a soft sigh, his slender fingers plucking at the soft material of the blanket covering his lap. ‘Good going, Joscelin,’ his conscious mocked sarcastically, a soft sigh pushing past his lips as he shifted around until his chin was propped onto the heel of his hand. Why couldn’t he just forget already? What was this, some sick and twisted joke his mind was playing on him? “I understand if you just want to leave, b-but before I forget I just wanted to say thanks, I guess, and yeah..” Jos’ voice was chocked out by some unfamiliar lump building in his throat, his usually vibrant and curious face crestfallen as he pouted quietly and pulled the forgotten panda into his lap.
ooc; doneee! haha, sorry it's so shorttt. i was kind of stressed out with my english project when i was writinggg. so it's probably pretty awkward too. and same as always, if something doesn't make sense, you can't get anything out of it, just tell me and i shall edit itttt. :D bahaha, shall.. such a smart worddd.
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Post by aiden jacobs. on Oct 8, 2008 22:37:27 GMT -5
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[/center] “No, no, it’s okay. You can put her down and let her explore or something.. Toby’s not home so he won’t like freak out and eat her face off.” Aiden glanced up from trying to keep Monroe within the confines of his jacket as Jos spoke, looking down at the kitten and almost uneasily set her down. He didn’t want her to tear anything up, which she most likely would– well, he’d blame it on Jos for saying it was okay, bahaha. “ Alright.. Wait, Toby?” He asked curiously, his head tipping to the side slightly as he looked at the other boy. He looked around the apartment once more as he spoke, having said something about Michael’s– dumbass move, but what can you expect?– and biting his lip as Jos asked, “Is that who you and Sethy were arguing about?” Oh.. Right. He’d forgotten about that little episode. “ Yeah.. Sort of. He’s got a lot to do with what we were fighting about,” he said quietly, licking his lips and shaking his head. Frankly, Seth’s words still floated around in his thoughts and stung quite a bit– then again, he was fucked up on pills. That wasn’t an excuse, but Aiden was trying to take things all in stride. It wasn’t working too well as of yet. Aiden jumped slightly at Jos’ proclamation, his eyes widened incredulously as he chanced a look at the other boy before looking back at Monroe, hoping she wasn’t scratching up or hiding behind a piece of the furniture. “ I just meant that.. Well she was scratching me, and I—” He huffed slightly, unsure of where his sentence was going and about what Jos had said. No one had ever really told him to please not go.. and he was sure that it showed, with his incredulous expression and slightly tensed posture. As Jos reached out and began to tug at his index and middle fingers, Aiden tipped his head to the side, slightly taking a step forward and seeing Monroe prance around like she owned the place. He couldn’t help but giggle softly, a soft smile still tugging at the corners of his lips as he heard Jos speak. “Uhm, will you stay a little longer? Nobody ever comes to visit me and I know I don’t really know you, but I like being around you… I think.” “ Sure.. Erm, if I get too annoying or whatever, just tell me to leave..” He said, biting at his lower lip. Noticing the boy’s almost nervous twitching, Aiden crossed his arms over his stomach and lightly began to tug at one of his lip rings, still standing almost in the middle of the floor and feeling as if he was on display. “I’m sorry if I‘m acting kind of.. clingy? But nobody‘s ever usually this nice to me and I thought maybe we could just talk or something. I understand if you just want to leave, b-but before I forget I just wanted to say thanks, I guess, and yeah..” Peering at Jos and still tugging lightly at his lower lip, he thought for a moment, a small sigh heaved quietly from his chest. “ I can stay if you want, I’m just.. I guess I’m just not used to being invited into someone’s home and being allowed to stay for more than just a few seconds.” He confessed quietly, shrugging as he watched the boy pull his blanket up to his chin and grab his stuffed pandaburr before furrowing his eyebrows at the depressed face he made. Was Jos trying to charm him? …Because it was working. Bahaha. Monroe began to play with the frayed edges of his jean legs, which had, somehow, come out from being slightly folded under his chuck taylors, and he looked down hurriedly, slightly surprised at the sudden movement around his legs. He didn’t like it. Thinking for a moment, a smile spread across his lips as he cooed softly towards Monroe, his fingertips grazing the top of her head as he bent slightly to scoop her up and continuing to pet her to keep her from flipping out and scratching the hell out of him.. Again. Aiden moved toward Joscelin after a moment and lightly took the panda from his hands, sitting Monroe in Jos’ lap and watching the kitten closely to make sure she wouldn’t try and rip the poor boy’s eyes out. Surprisingly, though, Monroe sniffed at the blanket before nudging her head against Jos’ hand, purring loudly and curling up on her side in his lap, all the while pawing at the boy’s hand in an attempt to make him pet her. Well, she liked Jos, that was for sure. Still holding the panda, Aiden smiled lightly, perching awkwardly on the edge of the couch a little ways away from Jos and sitting the panda in his lap. Hey, a trade for a trade! :D Not a permanent one, obviously, but still, just for awhile. He rested his chin in the palm of his hand as he continued to watch Monroe– well, she was an attack cat, and.. eh, you get my point– shifting to pull his jacket closer to his thin frame with his free arm before returning it to his lap. Despite the almost unnerving– to him– warmth of the apartment, Aiden was still a bit cold. He had always been one of those people who would rather freeze than be much too hot, so the iciness of his fingertips and the slight chill to his nose was almost welcomed. He was a strange boy. Monroe meowed and tried to swipe– claws drawn in, thankfully, Aiden had no idea what would have happened if she’d had her claws outstretched– at Jos’ fringe, and, although she missed by quite a few inches, he awkwardly tapped at her nose. He pulled his hand back quickly, though, not wanting it to seem like he was using Monroe’s bad behavior as an excuse to try and molest Jos, and returned it to his lap, biting at the inside of his lower lip as he glanced toward the smaller boy’s face. “ She’s a brat, I’m sorry..” He said softly, looking at Monroe as she jumped off of Jos’ lap prissily, once again beginning her expedition around the comfortably sized apartment. She continued to walk around like she owned the place, but when she came across a dog bone, she hunkered down, her fur standing on end and her tail looking twice as big as her body, and swiped at it before bounding away and behind the couch. “ Monr– damnit,” Aiden said, blushing furiously and standing– after awkwardly handing Jos his panda– to walk to the end of the couch. Shit, now she’s never going to come out! he thought to himself, sighing and kneeling on the floor to try and bribe Monroe out, his red plaid boxers briefly winking into view before he hurriedly tugged the back of his levi’s up. What, was this ‘make a fool out of yourself’ day?! It must’ve been, in Aiden’s case. “ Kitty! Ugh. Sorry, Jos, I think she’s in it for the long haul..” Aiden said, shaking his head as he sat back on his heels and glancing toward Jos. i know. it sucks. D: i'll add more or try and clarify some stuff if you need me to, just drop me a line and i'll be quick to edit <3 sorry it took so long, hun, it's been hectic lately. D: -dies- oh, yeah, and there's no lyrics this time because i couldn't find any good ones.. xD [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by joscelin grey! on Oct 20, 2008 2:01:20 GMT -5
“I'm biting the blade of your scissors As the champagne fizzes Keep it on ice There's plenty more biting to do yet”
“Alright.. Wait, Toby?” Pausing in his fretfully nervous twitching, Jos glanced up at Aiden with furrowed browns, his mouth twisted to the side briefly. Who was Toby? Studying Aiden momentarily, Jos glanced around the cozily crowded living room briefly, his brown eyes lingering on a small chewed up bone lying in the floor. Oh! That Toby. Of course, of course. A sudden bright smile broke out across Jos’ face as he nodded vehemently, his mouth once more pulling to the side as he searched the multitudes of picture frames littering the walls and small end tables on either side of various pieces of furniture. Toby, Toby, Toby.. Hurrying over to the small table beside the couch, Jos’ slender fingers curled around the black frame of the picture of his mother holding his beloved basset hound puppy in her arms, a bubbly feeling of happiness welling in the pit of his stomach as he wandered back over to Aiden’s side. “That’s Toby, he’s my spoiled little brat.” Jos offered in explanation as he took the other boy’s hand and placed the picture in Aiden’s grasp, tapping the glass over the droopy eyed pup’s likeness.
After a while, Jos took the picture back and returned it to it’s spot atop the small end table, briefly reaching down to stroke a few fingers across Monroe’s back as she flitted pas his legs, a gentle giggle bubbling up in his throat as he watched the small kitten with glowing eyes. She was absolutely adorable. Looking up from the small grey kitten, Jos gasped sharply as he noticed a slender boy dressed in nondescript black standing awkwardly in the middle of the room, his brown eyes widening incredulously as he stumbled back a few steps before he marvelously tripped over the small kitten prancing about his living room and just barely catching himself before he toppled over. “W-who are y–– oh, wait! ..Sorry..” Blushing furiously, Jos slowly made his way back across the living room to stand a few feet away from Aiden, his fingers tugging fretfully at his bottom lip as he wiggled slightly beneath the other boy’s curious stare. And then he had to go and talk. “Yeah.. Sort of. He’s got a lot to do with what we were fighting about.” Jos sighed gently and shook his head before tipping his head and peering up at the other boy curiously, his teeth busily chewing at the soft flesh of his lower lip. “Why do you let him do that to you? I mean, you don’t have to answer me if you don’t want to, but how come Seth always gets his way? You two probably dated too, huh?” As soon as he spoke, Jos clamped his mouth shut and instantly regretted saying anything at all. What right did he have to go around prying into boys’ personal life that he’d only known for a few hours, his lower lip jutting out into an enormous pout as he fought away the tears building in his eyes. “Sorry.. Again.” As if he could ever do anything right.
Still pouting quietly to himself, Joscelin wrapped his arms around his small upper body fretfully as he shifted uneasily in front of Aiden, suddenly feeling very insecure and on display. “I just meant that.. Well she was scratching me, and I—” Sucking in a sharp breath, Jos stepped forward and curled his slender fingers around Aiden’s own slowly, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip hesitantly. Bouncing minutely on the balls of his feet as he pepped himself Jos suddenly reached up and placed a finger against Aiden’s lips, the coolness of the other boy’s lip ring pressing faintly against his warm finger made Joscelin lose his train of thought. “Just say you’ll stay.. I know I get ahead of myself, but I just thin–” Suddenly realizing what he was saying, Jos cut himself off quickly and fell back down on his heels, his hand pulled away from the other boy’s lips rapidly as he blushed an even darker shade of red. “Sure.. Erm, if I get too annoying or whatever, just tell me to leave..” As Aiden spoke, Jos attempted a small smile as he took a step backwards and let go of the other boy’s hand. “Thanks, you really don’t know…” Blinking rapidly, Jos furrowed his brow suddenly and reached up so that his bottom lip was captured between his fingers as he tried to remember what he was trying to tell the boy in front of him. “I-I forgot, sorry..”
Slowly retreating away to his small hideaway curled up and tucked under a mountain of blankets on the couch, Jos rested his cheek against the plushy material of the armrest as he watched the boy standing nervously n his living room with an air of childlike curiosity. Stretching out across the expanse of the couch, Joscelin teetered at the edge of the couch briefly before his fingers curled about the very edge of Aiden’s jacket. Tugging softly at the material, Jos attempted to maneuver the other boy closer, feeling a sort of responsibility for Aiden’s comfort. Honestly, it was his house, so it should be his responsibility to make sure Aiden didn’t feel like if he sat down Jos would molest him… Not like Jos would have minded.. “I can stay if you want, I’m just.. I guess I’m just not used to being invited into someone’s home and being allowed to stay for more than just a few seconds.” Blinking rapidly, Jos simply stared up at Aiden with his oh-so-brilliant dazed and confused look, his mouth twisting to one side before he finally pieced together what Aiden had said, his face immediately falling into a pile of ashes. Huffing softly, Jos gathered the blankets into two small fists and pulled the fabric up to his chin before he groped for the soft panda and hiding his face behind it’s chubby black and white body. “You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to.. I understand if you don’t like me. Most people don’t.”
Squirming around slightly until he was propped into an almost halfway upright position, Jos watched Aiden with an open curiosity as the other boy scooped the small animal into his arms. As Aiden turned and moved towards him, Jos blinked and squirmed back further against the cushions in an attempt to make himself look as small and insignificant as possible. Whaaat? He didn’t want Aiden to shake Monroe up and then throw her in his face! He liked his face in one piece, thank you very much.. Shifting uncomfortably as Aiden neared him with the small kitty, Jos chewed at his bottom lip nervously before giving a childish whimper when Aiden took his teddy from his hands. “Oh,” The word was breathed softly as Monroe was placed cautiously in his lap, afraid to break the quiet as a warm smile flickering across his lips when the small animal rocked up against his hand once before falling onto her side in a small, fuzzy ball. Soft giggles bubbled past his lips as Monroe continued to paw at his hands, occasionally wrapping both paws around his hand and pulling it down to her level. “Awhh, you’re adorablee! I think Toby might have some competition, huh?” Jos continued to coo to the small kitten, a warm smile still plastered to his lips as he curled his fingers beneath her chin gently, still giggling all the while.
Frowning slightly Jos stroked his fingers thoughtfully over the top of Monroe’s head, his lips pursed to one side as he turned to look up at Aiden. “Uhm, since I kind of don’t know anything about you will you tell me something? I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want too, but still..” He frowned softly as his train of thought slipped away from him like a curl of smoke, his brows furrowed together briefly before he shrugged and turned back to Monroe. As he did so, the small kitten reached out and swiped playfully at his fringe, causing him to jump slightly, a soft gasp sucked into his lungs as he huffed indignantly at the kitty. “Hey, now that’s not..” Jos trailed off as he noticed Aiden leaning across his lap to tap the kitty on the nose, a faint giggle erupting past the dam of his lips as he playfully nipped at the boy’s cheek. “Awh, c’mon it wasn’t like she hurt mee!” He pouted in the defense of the devilish fuzz ball in his lap, his voice teetering on the edge of the charm of a kindergartener begging for a puppy. Just not quite as.. annoying.
After a few more long moments of playing with the kitten cradled in his lap, Jos gave a short whine and twisted around until he was lying on his back and gazing up at Aiden curiously. “Please don’t be quiet? Pretty, pretty please? I know you probably think I’m annoying, but I just want someone to talk to..” trailing off, Jos pouted briefly before reaching up at tugging at the other boy’s hair, a soft smile curling up the edges of his lips as he giggled girlishly and made a face playfully at Aiden. As Monroe leapt from his lap, Jos wiggled around slightly so that he could watch her prance around his living room looking at everything there possibly was to look at. “She’s a brat, I’m sorry..” At Aiden’s soft proclamation, Jos snorted and wiggled his way into a cross-legged position facing the other boy, a boy arched questioningly. “Just wait until you meet Toby! ..Well, if you want to meet Toby, that is.” Shrugging slightly, Jos glanced down towards Monroe, a soft groan slipping past his lips as he saw the tiny thing hunker down and puff herself up. “Uh-oh,” “Monr– damnit,”
“Kitty! Ugh. Sorry, Jos, I think she’s in it for the long haul..” As Aiden spoke, Jos clambered clumsily to his feet and quickly staggered around the small living room picking up the various squeaky toys and few dog bones haphazardly hiding beneath coffee tables and the edges of furniture. “Sorry.. I didn’t think about picking up Toby’s stuff.. I didn’t know she would flip out like that, honest!” Jos whimpered in his defense as he dropped the toys into the small plastic bin that held his pup’s millions of other toys. Making his way back to the couch, Jos flopped down into the overstuffed cushions and pouted quietly to himself, his fingers anxiously tugging at his bottom lip. He felt absolutely miserable that Monroe had hidden out behind his couch, honestly; he didn’t want Aiden to have to be forced to stay longer than he wanted. Joscelin honestly wouldn’t have blamed him for wanting to leave as absolutely soon as he could, but Jos was always so damn clingy..
Still pouting quietly to himself, Jos climbed to his feet and made his way to the small nook of a kitchen adjacent to the living room, a nervous glance cast towards Aiden where he still sat at the end of the couch attempting to bribe the spooked cat out from behind the couch. Uhm, Aiden? Do you like schnapps? I don’t like drinking alone, it makes me even stupider than I already am..” Jos frowned slightly as he thought over what he said, his lips twisting down into a thoughtful frown, “If that’s even possible.” With a soft huff, he pulled open the fridge door and pulled out two frosted bottles of apple and cinnamon schnapps. Really, it was the only alcohol he ever drank because it tasted so damn good… well other than Smirnoff twists, but even they didn’t come close to comparing how delicious schnapps were. Grabbing two cups, Joscelin mixed the two drinks together before putting his cup into the microwave to warm it. “Can’t beat apple cider that gets you drunk!” Jos giggled faintly before taking the glass out of the microwave and wandering over to Aiden and offering him the choice of the glasses. “Come on, sit with me and talk, I wanna know more about you.. Please?”
ooc; okay, so this is pretty awkwarddd, but that's kind of what is feeling like... i didn't really know how to convey that awkward kind of desperate feeling that i wanted to put jos into, so this is what i came up withh. awkward pauses, clingyness, and just all around being a dorky ittle kid wannabe. poor aiden bby, hehehe D: and i'm sorry this took so longg, my aunt got put in the hospital and life went to shit.. [dies] dude, my life sucks. BAHAHAHA, not.
...dundundunnn, i like the last line of my lyrics. very kinkyyy. xD
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Post by aiden jacobs. on Oct 25, 2008 14:22:24 GMT -5
how did i get here, and what went wrong? couldn’t handle forgiveness, now i’m far beyond gone. and i can hardly remember the look of my own eyes; how can i love this, a life so dishonest? it made me compromise. ——————————
[/center] Aiden’s eyes flickered back and forth between Jos and the obviously pissed off kitty, his head tipping to the side as he waited patiently for the other boy to answer. When the boy began to search the mass amounts of pictures on the walls, he switched Monroe from one arm to the other, attempting to cradle her to keep her from jumping out of his arms. Little bitch, ughh stop squirming! He thought to himself, a pitiful look gracing his nearly gaunt features as he locked his slender fingers around her back paws and kept his other hand awkwardly pinning her down in the crook of his arm. To anyone who was watching, it probably seemed like he was trying to hurt the poor kitty, but nay, he was only trying to get her to stop her damn squirming. “That’s Toby, he’s my spoiled little brat.” Aiden jumped slightly as Jos spoke, a light rose blush covering his cheekbones, and let his eyes wander to the picture the other boy was holding, a soft ‘awheeee!’ ushering passed his lips. He was cute! He reminded him of Liisi, in a way, because of the short little legs and the compact little body. “ He’s cute..” He giggled absently, the blush having faded quickly from his cheeks. Wow, Aiden, bipolar much? Monroe took her being let down as a sign that she was, as usual, queen of the surrounding area, and she was off in a flash, sniffing, rubbing, and inspecting things on her way. She passed both boys many times on her way, meowing incoherently every now and again, although she paused in her tracks and arched her back as Jos petted down her spine. As Jos nearly fell backward due to what Aiden suspected was shock and the fact that Monroe was weaving in between his feet, he bit his lip, wondering if he should just go before he gave the poor boy a heart attack. “Why do you let him do that to you? I mean, you don’t have to answer me if you don’t want to, but how come Seth always gets his way? You two probably dated too, huh? Sorry.. Again.” Glancing at Jos curiously as he heard him speak, Aiden gave a slow, unsure shrug and tipped his head to the side. That was new. “ I.. I don’t know. You’ve known him longer than I have, yeah? If you don’t know, I figure we’re both wondering, then… Errh.. Yeah. It was a long time ago.” He said softly, glancing at the floor and pushing his hair out of his eyes. “ This might be bad to say, now, after everything, but I actually sort of regret it.” He added quietly, mostly to himself as he caught sight of Monroe falling briefly to her side as she tried to lick at one of her back paws. While standing. What an ADHD kitty. The sudden feel of warm fingers against his own cool ones made Aiden tip his head in curiosity, looking down slightly and meeting Jos’ gaze secondarily. It wasn’t long before Jos had risen his other hand and had pressed a finger to his lips, and Aiden stood stunned, unsure of whether to move or to stand there like an idiot, which was what he was doing anyway. “Just say you’ll stay.. I know I get ahead of myself, but I just thin–” Aiden’s doe-eyed gaze flickered from its spot on the floor to Jos’ face, noticing the almost burgundy red shade the boy’s skin had taken and managing to keep back a squeak of surprise as Jos jerked his hand away from his face. Was it Aiden, or was that a close call? You need to stop that. Jesus Christ. Not everyone’s gonna try and murder you, dumbass, he thought to himself, biting his lip and glancing toward Monroe, who had regained her prancing gait and was continuing to strut around with her little chest poofed out. “Thanks, you really don’t know… I-I forgot, sorry..” That one really confused Aiden. Jos was thanking him? He stared at the other boy with an almost quizzical sort of wonder, and, reaching up to scratch lightly at his chin, he winced when his fingertips merely brushed over the bruise. God. Damn. It. Seriously. Keeping an eye on Monroe was, not surprisingly, Aiden’s main concern. He had no entire clue what she was capable of– besides scratching the hell out of people and trying to smother them, of course. :D Usually, he would have been keeping an eye out for anything odd going on besides what he was paying attention to, but right now was different– he was relaxed, somehow, and he didn’t notice, even from his peripheral, that Jos was trying to grab the edge of his coat until the other boy’s slender fingers wrapped around the thin fabric and tugged. About to topple to the floor, Aiden sat on the edge of the couch only to fall off seconds later, realizing he should have just remained standing– it would have hurt his pride much less that way. “ Shit.” He said meekly, smirking in an attempt to hide his laughter. Every damn time he fell off a couch, or something, he could never stop laughing. Odd much? “You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to.. I understand if you don’t like me. Most people don’t.” Aiden glanced down at the fabric stretched over his drawn up knee as he heard Jos speak, his features slightly crestfallen– that hadn’t been what he’d meant, not in the least. “ If it came out that way.. I’m sorry. I’m just not used to someone I barely even know being so kind to me, yeah?” He said softly, his placid hazel gaze lightly searching Jos’ face from his sitting stance on the plushly carpeted floor. “ You’re a sweet boy.” Oh god. That was so damn mushy. Aiden hadn’t even meant it to sound that way– had he? He wanted Jos to calm down about thinking that he didn’t like him, that was all. After a moment of thought he stood and fished Monroe out from under a nearby end table, running his fingers lightly under her chin before she could get into Ninja Attack Kitty mode and walking a bit slowly toward Jos. Baha, by the way the poor boy had slid back into the over-stuffed couch cushion, it seemed to Aiden that Jos thought he was going to kill him. As he switched Monroe out for the plushy panda bear, Aiden gave a soft smile, an eyebrow raised in Jos’ direction as he spoke quietly. “ You thought I was going to let her go ninja kitty on you, hmm?” He giggled lightly, the panda bear in his lap. “Awhh, you’re adorablee! I think Toby might have some competition, huh?” Yeah, until little miss priss decided she wanted to try and rip your face off. Aide knew that from experience. “Uhm, since I kind of don’t know anything about you will you tell me something? I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want too, but still..” Aiden sat in quiet surprise as he heard Jos speak, his eyebrows furrowing in slight confusion as he glanced from boy to kitten and beginning to lightly pick at the black and white stuffed teddy’s ear. “ Well.. What do you want to know?” He asked quietly, looking up from the panda and searching Jos’ face. That hadn’t happened before, either.. At least, it hadn’t for a very long time, that Aiden was aware of, anyway. Monroe tried once again to swipe at Jos’ fringe despite his scolding, and he tapped her on the nose again, hearing Jos speak. “Hey, now that’s not.. Awh, c’mon it wasn’t like she hurt mee!” The small bite to his cheek had Aiden tipping his head to the side like a confused puppy, his mouth hung open in a sort of ‘No you did not!’ type look as he gave a soft laugh. “ I try and save you from the evil ball of fur and this is how you repay me? I’m hurt,” he said jokingly, shaking his head and continuing to pluck softly at the stuffed panda’s ear. Wow. You’re such an idiot.Sitting the panda down before he could rip its poor little stuffed ear off, Aiden glanced at Jos in time to see him move around, wondering what, exactly, the other boy was up to. “Please don’t be quiet? Pretty, pretty please? I know you probably think I’m annoying, but I just want someone to talk to..” Hmm. This had to be a dream! Somebody actually inviting him into their home for more than two seconds, and then asking him about himself, and then telling him to not be quiet instead of to please shut the fuck up? Had Seth slipped him some crack or was this kid for real? “ You aren’t annoying, if anything.. Well, you aren’t annoying.” Aiden said softly, blushing a bit and shaking his head as he began to speak again, although the soft tugging at his dark fringe made him pause and lose his train of thought. “Just wait until you meet Toby! ..Well, if you want to meet Toby, that is.” Aiden gave a smile in Jos’ direction as he said something about the cute little Basset Hound, looking over and watching with a slight horror as Monroe puffed herself up and batted viciously at the chewed dog bone before bounding away and peeking around the end of the couch to see if it would come after her. The problem was, her tiny little ass could fit under the couch. “Sorry.. I didn’t think about picking up Toby’s stuff.. I didn’t know she would flip out like that, honest!” Aiden sighed, biting his lip as he stood from trying to coax Monroe out, gnawing lightly at his lip ring and shaking his head. “ No, she’s fine, really.. She just tried to beat it up, is all, she tries to make it look like she’s braver than she is.” He felt bad now, even though he was sure Monroe would’ve hidden under the couch anyway to be able to stay longer. Stooping to pick up the abused-by-Ninja-Kitty bone, Aiden sat it in the bin where he’d seen Jos put the rest of the doggy’s things, looking toward the other boy, who had returned to the couch. Damn.. He thought lightly, glancing at the floor and returning to perch on the end of a couch cushion. Happening to glance over, he saw Monroe inching up beside him, although, once she realized that he’d spotted her, she bolted like a grey smudge back Jos’ hallway and, upon hearing a small thud, Aiden couldn’t help but laugh. The poor thing had run into a door or a wall or something. Well, that’s what she got for thinking she ruled everything. “ Poor kitty..” Giving a soft ‘hmm?’ as he heard his name in a questioning manner, Aiden looked up from the floor and glanced in Jos’ direction, smiling a bit. “ Asking if I like schnapps is like asking if most cats hate water.” He said lightly, raising an eyebrow and frowning a bit as he heard the rest of Jos’ mini-speech. “ You aren’t stupid.” He said matter-of-factly, blinking and watching Jos curiously. “Can’t beat apple cider that gets you drunk! Come on, sit with me and talk, I wanna know more about you.. Please?”Aiden took the glass of cold schnapps from Jos’ hand, figuring that the other boy had warmed the alcohol in the other glass just for the simple fact that the liked it. He, himself, had never really been a fan of warmed alcoholic drinks, but, then again, he wouldn’t say no, either. Such an alchie. Taking a sip from the glass he’d been handed, he reveled in its taste (he wasn’t an alcoholic for nothing) before glancing back at Jos and raising an eyebrow. “ Planning on getting me drunk, are you?” He asked in a playfully suspicious voice, smirking a bit and taking another drink as he saw Monroe beginning to slink out of the hallway, only to hide back under Jos’ couch. Well, if Jos was planning on getting him drunk, he was doing a pretty good job– for some reason, sweetish tasting drinks made Aiden drunk all the faster, despite his high alcohol tolerance level. Blame it on the fact he usually only drank Smirnoff Ice. o.O okay, so.. it kind of sucks. Dx i sorry. x3 but you know the drillll, i'll add/edit anything if you need me to, just ask. ^^ sorry it took so freakin' long <3 [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by joscelin grey! on Nov 4, 2008 23:51:46 GMT -5
let your light shine through me, take this hate i can't release, help me make the blind see: misery loves its company
“This might be bad to say, now, after everything, but I actually sort of regret it.” As Aiden spoke, Jos had the irresistible urge to touch him. Not in a bad way, mind you, but just have some sort of physical contact with him even if he was just straightening out the other boy’s coat like a mother before her child went outside in the cold. Instead he distracted himself with trying the get the front of his shirt perfectly smooth, his jittery fingers twitching anxiously as he tugged ruefully at the bright red fabric. Once he was satisfied Joscelin frowned and tugged absently at his bottom lip, clicking the small stud in his tongue against the backs of his teeth as he cocked his head studied Aiden curiously. Why did he regret dating Seth? Going against his better judgment he stepped towards Aiden and absently began straightening out the other boy’s thin jacket, his small fingers diligently tugging lightly at the dark material. Tipping his head up, Jos gazed up at the other boy with open curiosity, the question of ‘why’ bubbling dangerously on the tip of his tongue as Joscelin absently wrapped the strings of the other boy’s coat around his fingers quietly. Honestly, why couldn’t he just be content that Aiden was standing in his living room talking to him? Why did Jos have to touch? I’m sure Aiden was wondering the same thing. Sighing softly, Jos shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably and gave a soft tug to one of the cords in his hand, easily messing up the diligent care he had taken to make sure the two strings were the same length on either side of Aiden’s coat. “How come you regret dating him? I know he’s messed up but, really, he’s not that bad.. You’ve just got to..” Jos paused mid-sentence and twisted his lips to one side briefly as he tried to figure out how he was supposed to say what he thought. Look past all the bad stuff and try to look at it from his point of view. I mean, the only reason he came here was because some boy hurt him, well that and he had to get away from Josh..” Realizing how much he’d said, Joscelin trailed off uncertainly and tilted his head, peering up at the other boy speculatively. ..It couldn’t hurt to say anything could it? “He used to be.. less complicated.. But then he met some boy when he was off living in Maine and thought he had it all.” Jos sighed lightly and shook his head, smiling sadly as he remembered just how happy Seth had sounded during phone calls all of those months ago. But that had just ended, gone off like a fully loaded gun in the incompetent hands of a dangerous boy. “The only reason he left Maine was because that one boy just completely shattered his life, he wouldn’t ever tell me who he was but Wil knew..” Frowning quietly Jos made a face and once more reached out, beginning to tug the strings of Aiden’s hood into perfectly even halves. Finishing up his painstaking work, Jos suddenly stepped back a small step and giggled softly, a bright smile lingering against his lips. “I don’t like Wil; he's a douche.”
As an uncomfortable silence bubbled up following Jos’ silly little antics he flushed and sighed softly, his arms wrapping around his torso quietly as he nervously settled a few feet away from Aiden. A set of his fingers were busy anxiously twisting his bottom lip between his fingers as he studied the spotty carpet as if it had some cardinal significance as to why he couldn’t possibly keep from screwing everything up. “I’m sorry..” A sudden loud smack against the thin wall adjoining his apartment to the next made Jos flinch suddenly in surprise, a soft whimper pushed past his lips as he continued to eye the wall warily. He hated it here. Why couldn’t he have just been a good little boy and agreed when Tiffany told him that he could stay with her in her fancy little upscale New York apartment? Why did he have to get it into his damn mind that he wanted to move to the other side of the country? Why? Huffing quietly Jos sulked silently to himself in the middle of the living room, his fingers still twisting his bottom lip uncomfortably as he continued to stare at the wall distrustfully, the sounds of a muffled argument causing him to frown slightly. “I hate living here. I’m always scared.” Jos said quietly as he tore his gaze away from the soft, blue-grey wall, glancing shyly up at Aiden as he flushed softly. “Not like that’s anything new.” Still shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot Jos looked everywhere but at the boy standing in the middle of his living room, sighing softly Jos finally stood still for a brief moment his warm brown eyes flickering over to where Aiden stood awkwardly, a soft smile curling the edges of his lips up as a bubbly feeling rose up in the pit of his stomach. Feeling like an idiot just standing there smiling like a kid on Christmas morning, Jos shyly dipped his head so that he was staring down at the scuffed toe caps of his converse, his small hands curled into the sleeves of the dark thermal he wore under his t-shirt. Glancing up at the other boy through his bangs he cocked his head to the side like a curious bird as he noticed Aiden staring at with an open sense of–– what was that? wonder? ––furrowing his brows gently Jos opened his mouth to ask just what exactly he’d said to make Aiden look at him like that when he saw the other boy flinch, his lips twisted to the side. “What’s wrong?” He breathed softly as he took a step towards the other boy, reaching out thoughtlessly before shaking his head and bringing his hand back to his side.
As he lay on the couch Jos studied Aiden curiously from beneath his mountain of blankets, absently chewing at his bottom lip as he attempted to wiggle inconspicuously towards the other boy feeling rather sly. Kind of like a ninja. Dude, that sounded so awesome. Not. Jos giggled quietly to himself as he teetered on the edge of the couch cushion, a soft whine given as he tugged gently at Aiden’s coat and pouted childishly. He didn’t like the other boy being so far away, it was almost.. comforting to have someone around who honestly didn’t seem to hate him. Jos gasped softly as Aiden teeter and unbalanced, curling up slightly as he wiggled back to his end of the couch sheepishly as he peered up at the other boy through his dark bangs. Drawing his knees up to his chest Joscelin traced absent patterns on the dark denim stretched over his bent knees, as he felt the cushions dip down as Aiden perched awkwardly on the edge of the couch Jos lifted his head, a soft smile lingering on the edges of his lips. Stretching out slowly Jos glanced up at Aiden absently, his warm brown eyes curious as he squirmed back further against the arm rest of the couch and drawing on knee back up to his chest. Not exactly knowing what he was supposed to say to break the ice, Jos absently gazed at the stitches in his jeans as he chewed fretfully at his lower lip until a sudden rather loud thump caused him to yank his head up. Aiden wasn’t there. Frowning, Jos turned slightly to see if the other boy had simply decided to wander the apartment rather than sit and talk. He wouldn’t have blamed him if he could have found him. A soft pout puckered its way onto his lips as he flumped back against the overstuffed armrest and crossed his arms over his chest, feeling rather childish and selfish. He hadn’t wanted Aiden to go. “Shit.” The other boy’s meek voice brought Jos out of his childish sulking as he perked up immediately, his eyes slowly drifting to where the boy sat awkwardly in the middle of the floor looking desperately like he was trying not to laugh, or cry––or maybe both. Giggling softly Joscelin moved so that he was laying on his stomach, one arm crooked beneath his chin as he gazed questioningly at the other boy. “Did you.. Did you fall off the couch?” he asked quietly, desperately trying not to let the soft smile tugging at his lips surface though the harder he concentrated on trying not to, the harder it became and suddenly a bright smile crooked its way onto his lips as he broke down into childish peals of bright laughter. As his bubbly laughter died away, Jos slowly let the smile slip away from his lips as he realized just how much Aiden might have gone to find an excuse to leave. That thought brough a small pout to his lips as he buried his face away in the bend of his elbow. “If it came out that way.. I’m sorry. I’m just not used to someone I barely even know being so kind to me, yeah?” Reluctantly bringing his face out from its hiding place buried safely away in the haven of his own arm, Jos sniffed faintly and nodded ruefully, his fingers absently tugging at his bottom lip before he sighed gently. “Yeah.. I just feel like I’ve known you for a lot longer than I have, I.. I just dunno.” Shrugging softly Jos squirmed slightly so that he was perched on the edge of the couch on his side, the side of his face resting on his forearm as he absently watched the boy sitting so quietly in his living room floor. “You’re a sweet boy.” At first, Aiden’s words didn’t register, though as soon as it clicked as to what exactly the other boy had said, Jos’ eyes widened incredulously and he nearly fell off the couch with a soft squeak before he scuttled back slightly so he was pressed softly into the cushions. No one had ever said that before.
Jos had long since squirmed back so that he was propped up against the armrest of the sofa, his knees drawn to his chest and one arm looped about his bent knees while his other busily allowed his fingers to pull anxiously at his lower lip. As Aiden stood, Jos gasped and stretched forward s that his slender fingers curled about the tail of Aiden’s coat like a small child afraid of being left alone. “I didn’t mean it, promise! It’s just that nobody ever..” Jos trailed off with a childish pout as he slumped back against the couch cushions and plucked innocently at the plushy blanket that he had piled haphazardly in his lap as he sulked quietly to himself. Why couldn’t he ever do anything right? Why’d he always have to drive everyone away? He didn’t mean to do it. Honestly. Jos continued to pout to himself quietly, his chin resting heavily on his kneecaps as he discreetly watched the other boy through the dark veil of his fringe. Why did he have to be such an idiot around Aiden? So he had a crush on him, so what? Did that mean he had to turn into a complete basket case around the other boy? Obviously. Wait, why was he asking himself so many questions? Unable to hide his growing curiosity, Jos hesitantly unfurled from his position on the couch, his head cocked like a curious puppy as he watched Aiden handle the kitten with an open fascination. As Aiden began to slowly move in his direction Jos gave a meek whimper and pushed his back into the overstuffed cushions as if willing himself to disappear. It didn’t work. “You thought I was going to let her go ninja kitty on you, hmm?” Jos smiled meekly and flushed slightly as he squirmed a little on the overstuffed cushions, one arm crooked beneath the small kitten as he cradled her in his lap, his other hand held hostage in Monroe’s small paws as she proceeded to lick his hand raw. “Or shake her up and throw her in my face..” He added in a small voice as he inconspicuously glanced up at Aiden through his fringe as he stooped to nuzzle his nose against Monroe’s small forehead, a soft gasp given as she bit him lightly on the nose. Huffing indignantly, Joscelin hid his smile beneath a pout as he proceeded to drown the poor thing in unbearable childish attention as he chided the small thing good naturedly. “Well I love you too kittykins!” A soft bubble of a giggles rose up from his lips as he cradled the kitten in his arms as he made adorable faces at the small animal adoringly.
Aiden had to think he was on crack. Seriously.
Joscelin sat contently with Monroe cradled happily in his lap as he absently stroked his fingers beneath her chin, his body cuddled up into the corner of the couch so that his cheek was resting against the backrest, all the while watching Aiden. There were so many things that Jos was dying to know about the other boy, from the simplest things such as what his name was to his entire life story. He wanted to hear it all. But, of course, Joscelin wasn’t just about to sprawl out on the couch and demand answers to the most personal of questions. Oh no, he had a much more round about way of doing things, settling for a pouting face and a childish plea. “Well.. What do you want to know?” As Aiden spoke Jos perked up, a warm smile stretching across his tan cheeks as he squirmed around excitedly against the armrest of the sofa. No one had ever volunteered to tell about themselves to him. Most everyone laughed it off with a soft tussle of his hair and a half thought out excuse as to how they didn’t possibly have the time to talk it out. “Everything!” He chirped brightly before realizing what he’d said and blushing faintly as he wilted appropriately against the cushions and ducked his head down to bury his nose n Monroe’s downy fur. “Well, I mean, I don’t really know anything about you and I just thought that maybe we could talk and get to know each other better? I understand if you don’t wanna, I just thought that maybe––never mind.” As he reached down to nuzzle his nose against Monroe’s silky fur, Jos sucked in a sharp gasp as she swiped at his fringe with a small paw, an indignant huff given towards the small kitten in his arms, though as Aiden tapped her nose he felt horrible for the poor little thing.. “I try and save you from the evil ball of fur and this is how you repay me? I’m hurt,” Joscelin giggled childishly as he heard Aiden speak, a soft pout tugging at his bottom lip before he hesitantly leaned forward and placed a shy kiss to the other boy’s cheek before blushing a brilliant shade of scarlet. He’d never kissed another boy before.. “I’m sorry?” He offered quietly as he attempted so hide the nervous tears that had flushed to his eyes, his voice wavering faintly under the stress he exerted on his jaw in an attempt to keep himself from babbling nonsense on and on as he tended to do when he got nervous.
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Drinking sounded like a grand idea to Jos. Anything to keep his mind off of the other boy.
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When the world begin to tilt and spin around while Joscelin attempted to stand and make his way back to the kitchen with his glass, he finally decided it’d be so much easier just to bring that damn bottle back to the living room with him. Still giggling randomly, Jos staggered back into the living room––barely missing hitting the kitchen door frame with his face––and collapsed down at Aiden’s side, clinging to the two bottles of schnapps and his last bottle of vodka as if his life depended on it while he burst into childish peals of delighted laughter as the room slowly steadied itself. “Holyshit! Ohmigod, did you see that whole room start spinning it was just like..” Joscelin trailed off absently as he clumsily unscrewed the lid off the bottle of schnapps with less grace than a dying moose before simply sitting there and staring dumbfounded at the two bottles of alcohol. How the hell was he supposed to get them together? “Fuck.” Frowning slightly Jos lifted one bottle to his lips and took a quick drink before taking the other bottle and doing the same, mixing them slightly in his mouth before swallowing it and eyeing the two bottles suspiciously. There had to be an easier way to do this; or at least a more fun way. Jos let his eyes slide over to where Aiden sat in the floor taking steady pulls of his own drink, a devilish smile twisting at his lips before he crawled across the plushy carpet with less than grace before he sprawled out on his back and let the back of his head rest against Aiden’s thigh. “Aidennn!” Jos cried out in a playful sing-songy voice before he burst into quiet laughter, his ribs aching from so much spastic laughter. If everything wasn’t so damn funny.. Turning a little more towards Aiden, Jos smiled up at him with unfocused eyes, forgetting just exactly what he’d come over here to do in the first place. “Mmpretty.” He said quietly as reached up to touch the other boy’s face. He just looked so unbelievably soft. Jos wanted to feel.
Suddenly pulling away, Jos sat up and snatched the frosted bottle of vodka and spun the lid off uncoordinatedly as he brought it up to his lips and took a long pull from the cold glass lip. Setting the bottle down on the carpet reluctantly, Jos cast a longing glance towards Aiden before swallowing nervously and twisting his hands in the sleeves of his thermal shirt anxiously. “I-I thin’ I might like you.. but just a li’l bit!” Jos giggled nervously as he held his fingers apart about an inch––or what he thought was an inch–– away from each other in an attempt to show just how small of a crush he had on the other boy before suddenly hiccupping, his rosy complexion falling into a pile of ashes as he suddenly dropped his hand and blinked up at Aiden with unfocused brown eyes. The butterflies batting nervously around in his stomach slowly turning into a nauseous sort of panic. He shouldn’t have told Aiden that! What was he thinking!? “I think I’m going to be sick.”
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Post by aiden jacobs. on Dec 27, 2008 20:05:10 GMT -5
i’m a loner, i’m a loser, i’m winner in my mind. i’m a bad one, i’m a good one, i’m a sick one with a smile. i can’t take this; born to break this.
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[/center] “What’s wrong?” Uhoh. “ It’s nothing,” he said with a small, unsure smile, a blush rising on his cheekbones. He hadn’t meant for Jos to notice– hell, he’d forgotten all about it, himself, but I guess that was what he got for.. uhm. Well, he’d forgotten what he’d done to piss Michael off that time, but he was sure that he wouldn’t hear the end of it for a few weeks to come. It didn’t matter though, he wasn’t fishing for pity and it didn’t hurt unless something brushed against it– so he was pretty well off. Jos tugged softly at the hem of his jacket and caught him off guard– when was that new?– and he teetered momentarily before thinking that he wouldn’t fall. But no! it’s Aiden we’re talking about, my dears, and as he awkwardly made contact with the plush couch with shaking legs and a possibly twisted back– from doing all of those amazing ninja moves, no doubt (end sarcasm)– he was surprised that he hadn’t hit the floor. Again, we’re talking about Aiden. He gave a surprised yelp as his ass touched the floor, a blush rising along his cheekbones, and tried to hide the bout of nervous, yet bright giggles that fought to spill from his mouth. “Did you.. Did you fall off the couch?” Busted. The giggles began to erupt from his chest as he fought to hide his face in his knees, his shoulders rising and falling with the laughter. “ Yes. Yes I did,” Aiden managed after a moment, his laughter dying down– although when Jos started giggling, as well, he buried his face into his knees and began to laugh again, too. However, it stopped again soon enough and he wiped absently at his eyelids, his lips still twitching every now and again although he didn’t burst back into uncontrollable laughter. It was simply amazing, wasn’t it? He thought so. Aiden tipped his head to the side as he saw Jos nearly fall off the couch, as well, only to squirm easily to the back of the couch and let out a sort of squeak. Had he done something? More than likely so, but he figured, as he shifted his eyes unsurely to the carpeted floor, that he would just let it go. He was only about fifty percent confident that if Jos wanted him out, he would say so– but the other fifty thought that the other boy would put up with him just to have some sort of company.. Annoying and seemingly bitchy as Aiden may be. After a moment, he pushed himself up from the floor and began to look for Monroe with a trick up his sleeve– so to speak. “I didn’t mean it, promise! It’s just that nobody ever..” Didn’t mean what? He hadn’t really said anything, had he? Aiden’s face scrunched up in minor curiosity, his nose crinkling cutely as he tapped his fingers noiselessly on the plush carpet, having squatted down to find where that little grey rat kitten might be. Aha! He thought to himself absently as he found her and scooped her up, a pleasant grin plastered upon his pale pink lips– that was, until, she started to squirm, wanting to be let down. An indignant huff on Aiden’s part soon followed and he lightly grabbed her back paws in an attempt to still her– although, why in hell he thought that he could still her was beyond him– before peering at Jos nonchalantly through the black, sheer volume of his fringe. He walked closer to the other boy, his steps drastically slow due to the claws digging deeper and deeper into his arm and hand, and couldn’t help but giggle softly at the frayed squeak Jos gave. The poor thing! Bad Aiden! Be good! Baha. “Or shake her up and throw her in my face.. Well I love you too kittykins!” Oh, that hurt what little pride Aiden had left. In a way. “ Awhee! Do I really look that mean?” he asked with a soft pout, although it was shortly replaced with a small, smirk-like smile as he saw Monroe bite at the other boy’s nose. Grawr. That cat was going to be the death of him, wasn’t it? Jos immediately became excited after he had spoken and Aiden wasn’t quite sure why. And he was sure that it showed, as well– after all, is head was tipped to the side, his eyes were opened incredulously, and one of his lip rings was beginning to be twisted lightly between his index finger and thumb. “Everything! Well, I mean, I don’t really know anything about you and I just thought that maybe we could talk and get to know each other better? I understand if you don’t wanna, I just thought that maybe– never mind.” hmm. Aiden furrowed his eyebrows and glanced at the floor momentarily, although, after a moment, he peered back at Jos and asked questioningly, “ Maybe what?” Lightly twisting his lips to the side, he stopped fidgeting with the silver loop and searched the other boy’s face, unsure of what he meant. Well, that he wanted to know stuff about him, obviously, but why– it was that immediate cut off after ‘maybe’ that piqued Aiden’s curiosity even more. The kitten almost savagely swiped at Jos’ fringe in an attempt to get him to pet her, and, as a reflex, Aiden had leaned forward to tap her nose in some sort of weak punishment– it wouldn’t stop her from doing it again, no. But it’d keep her from doing it until Aiden wasn’t looking. Baha. Smart kitteh. He had lapsed back into ‘keep kitteh from attacking the cute boy person I don’t even know’ mode, and when he felt the sudden touch of lips to his cheek, he was brought out of kitten watch mode and launched into ‘surprised as hell’ mode. Why am I using mode so much? Meh, anyway. Jos’ face turned a bright shade of scarlet and so did Aiden’s, although he was hiding a small smile beneath the incredulous facade. “I’m sorry?” Rawrrr. Was this poor kid on a guilt trip for everything? D: “ It’s okay,” he said softly, and his face dipped down a few shades to nearly crimson. Smart, Aiden, smarrrt. ————— Ahh, sweet. Alcohol. Giggling absently, Aiden, from his place still perched on the floor (to keep from falling off the couch again, obviously) watched Jos crookedly as the other boy stood and made his way to the kitchen, a pout gracing his features. He must have had a momentarily lapse of consciousness, because as soon as Jos began laughing and talking, he nearly lunged out of his skin; but, stealthily– well, as stealthily as you can be when you’re a glass of schnapps away from being almost hammered– he nodded in response to Jos’.. erm.. question? and giggled childishly. He watched with slight curiosity as Jos stared down at the schnapps bottles before taking a drink from each one, a laugh bubbling up in his throat as he took a drink from his own glass, getting a bit too much on accident and beginning to cough and sputter. Since he still minded his manners even when drinking– surprise, surprise– he reflexively lifted a hand to cover his mouth and what little alcohol came back up (and, more disgustingly but somehow funny to Aiden; poor thing) and through his nose caught in the palm of his hand, at which point he sat his glass down gingerly and tried to make his way up from the floor. When that didn’t happen, he scrunched his nose up in that cute, bunny-ish way he had and wiped his palm disgustedly on his pants leg, his head tilting to the side when Jos’ head appeared on his opposite thigh and beginning to giggle, having already forgotten that alcohol had come up through his nose. That shit burnt. And yet he was sitting there, looking at Jos with a dumbfounded expression and giggling to the point that someone could’ve thought that he was insane. Wait.. Wasn’t he? Hmm. More than likely. “Mmpretty.” The other boy suddenly touched his face, and, had he not been drinking, he probably would’ve flipped out in the worst possible way. But he was drinking. Yayyyy. That took out the ‘freaking out’ possibility. Aiden scrunched his nose up again after Jos had gotten over his sudden obsession with his face, thinking back to earlier, before they had started drinking, to what Jos had said. “How come you regret dating him? I know he’s messed up but, really, he’s not that bad.. You’ve just got to.. Look past all the bad stuff and try to look at it from his point of view. I mean, the only reason he came here was because some boy hurt him, well that and he had to get away from Josh.. He used to be.. less complicated.. But then he met some boy when he was off living in Maine and thought he had it all. The only reason he left Maine was because that one boy just completely shattered his life, he wouldn’t ever tell me who he was but Wil knew.. I don’t like Wil; he's a douche.” How he had even remembered it was a feat within itself, and it suddenly made him want to cry again. He hadn’t meant to be ‘that boy’ who’d hurt Seth so horribly. And he only regretted dating him because he was, in fact, ‘that boy’. And at the end of Jos’ little speech, Aiden also realized why Wil had kept looking at him like he was mentally tearing him to shreds. Truthfully, Brendin probably would’ve done the same thing, only, more than likely it would’ve been almost literal. He took a long drink from his glass and nearly choked himself again– thankfully that part was skipped this time around– glancing back at Jos for a moment. Aiden wasn’t the type of person to lie, and he knew that he would end up telling the boy sooner or later that he was, in fact, ‘that boy’ who had hurt his friend. And he would have to prepare for his world to come crashing again after he did– as emo as it sounds– even though he didn’t want it to. The sudden flash of clear thinking was making Aiden nauseous, and so he took another pull from the glass as he heard Jos begin to speak. “I-I thin’ I might like you.. but just a li’l bit!” His face dipped a few shades from creamy white to what looked like a rosy blush, his eyes widening curiously and his head tipping to the side as the other boy held his index finger and thumb apart, as if to show how much a little bit really was. Aiden giggled softly and shook his head, taking the boy’s confession as drunken babbling– I mean, honestly, who could really like him, even a little bit?– until he heard Jos’ ‘I think I’m gonna be sick’. Uhm. SHIT. That. Is. Not. Good. Sure, Aiden had been drunk around an also drunk Brendin enough to know that that meant ‘I’m probably gonna puke on your ass if you don’t move’, but he also took into consideration that he knew where Brendin’s bathroom was. He didn’t know where Jos’ happened to be– and he didn’t have a good sense of direction. Wow, Jos had such a wonderful drinking buddy, didn’t he? Not. “ Shitttt,” he whined a bit thoughtfully, worrying at his lower lip with his teeth and frantically trying to stand. And he did, after falling back onto his ass about three different times, albeit wobbly and in an uncoordinated fashion. “ You could’ve at least shown me where your bathroom is earlier!” he scolded jokingly, falling into a fit of giggles for some odd reason and nearly falling onto the couch, due to his bent-in-half position. (Ew, that sounded dirty. Uhm. Sorry. Baha.) But, of course, being the idiotic little prick that he is, Aiden didn’t catch the drift that Jos’ sudden nausea could’ve been from– gasp!– telling him that he liked him. A teeny bit. Just a teeny bit. He figured it was because of the alcohol, even though he had a feeling that Jos drank a bit more than casually, though probably not nearly as much as Aiden did. He was such an alchie, gosh. He held his hand out to Jos after a moment of trying to steady himself, his head still tipped to the side in slight confusion. Hopefully Jos still remembered where his bathroom was. If not, we had some serious issues. Bahaha. uhmuhm. it sucks, i know, i sorry! DD: i can’t believe that it took so goddamn long, i am so, so, soo sorry; rather long story, don’t really wanna get into it, but the drift is that my mom thought i wanted to move into my dad’s because of kelly and blah blah. anyways, it’s done, again i’m so sorry it took long and that it’s suckier than fuck. V.v [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by joscelin grey! on Jan 3, 2009 23:49:57 GMT -5
tighten your tie, boy, you’re something to die for, but don’t hold your breath now, you’re just killing time.
Jos rested a flushed cheek against the cool seat of the toilet, and yawned slightly as he wedged his arm beneath his cheek and the cool porcelain. God, he was so tired, it felt good to finally be able to shut his eyes for a bit, albeit in the bathroom on the toilet. But more importantly, how the hell did he even get to the bathroom? Jos stretched slightly and managed to blink his eyes open, a soft whimper falling from his lips as he was momentarily blinded by the bright florescent lighting, a set of slender fingers rising to shield his eyes from the bright light. God, why did he feel hammered? He never drank when he was alone. Never ever. He was much too afraid of getting drunk and getting lost –– or winding up in his bathroom feeling like he’d just puked up ten gallons of alcohol, suffering from a splitting headache and no recollection of how he’d gotten there. Jos’ hand had long fallen away and was now resting weakly on the flawless white of the toilet seat opposite his cheek, his slender fingers trembling faintly as he attempted to pull together enough energy to get out of the floor. His mouth tasted horrible, like sweet tasting alcohol that had gone down and then decided it would be much happier lurking in the sewer. Joscelin’s attempt to climb to his feet was a complete and utter failure, instead he sat wobbly on his ass, his upper body swaying lightly from side to side as his mind swam drunkenly. Sighing quietly, Jos stared down at is hands which lay tiredly by his side with unfocused brown eyes, the dull throbbing in the back of his mind seemed to push everything else away unimportantly. If only he could just lay down and close his eyes, then maybe that stupid pounding in his head would stop. Instead he pulled his hands into his lap and continued to stare down at them as if it were their fault he had ended up in the bathroom floor. “Esto es solo bonito, no?” Joscelin murmured quietly to himself as he managed to pull together enough energy to tilt his head back and stare up at the bathroom cabinet forlornly, a low whine falling past his plump lips. “Estoy nunca va a ser capaz de levantarse.” Blinking quietly up at the countertop, Jos suddenly sucked in a deep breath and frantically managed to pull himself into a standing position, though as he did so he almost fell right back on his ass, though the white knuckled death grip he had on the flimsy formica countertop prevented that from happening.
Joscelin stayed just like that for a long, long time, his fingers curled tightly around the edge of the counter and his wobbly legs threatening to throw his scrawny ass back down to the floor if he decided to move a bit too quickly. Jos simply stood there and stared at his reflection as if he’d seen a ghost in the mirror, completely oblivious to everything around him but his own mirror image. And then suddenly, he cocked his head to the side and made a face at the mirror playfully before reaching out plucking his toothbrush from the cup on the countertop. “Te ves como la mired.” Jos said simply to his reflection, a soft grin crooking his rosy little lips to the side in an innocent smile before he shook his head and squirted a line of toothpaste onto the head of his toothbrush and began to brush his teeth vigorously in an attempt to wash the taste from his mouth, his body swaying gently atop unstable legs from the motion of his arm. After a few minutes of scouring his mouth with strong cinnamon flavored paste, Jos rinsed his toothbrush off and cupped his hands beneath the running water, gurgling it for a few minutes before spiting it into the sink basin and wrinkling his nose faintly as the bubbly trails of white it left behind. With a soft sigh Jos rubbed his still wet palms onto his face in an attempt to clear his drunken mind, before cupping another handful of water in his hand and suddenly splashing it onto his unprepared face. For a brief moment, everything swam into perspective and Jos thought he could almost remember stumbling into the bathroom before his murky brown eyes suddenly focused on a face in the mirror. “Seth?” Jos’ voice was small and held the childish tremble of fear like a frightened teenager playing a Halloween trick and has decided to cry ‘Bloody Mary’ into a dark mirror, and to his surprise, she appeared. Whirling around suddenly, Jos’ eyes focused slowly on the boy perched precariously on the ledge of his bathtub, the warm brown of his irises widening like an oil spill and nearly swallowing the largely dilated pupil that had suddenly grown to the size of a grain of sand. Joscelin’s mind finally seemed to catch up to what he was seeing and a sudden scream rose up from his lips as he stumbled backwards on legs that stubbornly refused to work.
Eyes wide and frightened, Jos all but climbed onto the cluttered countertop as his lower lip trembled and tears stood out like sharp sparkles in his frightened eyes. “W-who are you?” he asked warily, his voice cracking like a child that has seen one too many seconds of a scary movie that is being aired on television. Before the other boy could open his mouth to answer, something in the backs of his mind fluttered and his eyes widened a fraction of a centimeter more and Joscelin precariously lowered his small legs to the floor from where he had actually managed to climb onto the cabinet. Carefully managing to stand, Joscelin blinked at the other boy curiously before taking a step forward and reaching out, the tips of his fingers brushing gently against the smooth flesh of the other boy’s face and a single thought rose up from the murky waters of his mind like a single glistening bubble. Mmpretty. Jos gasped suddenly as he frantically scrambled to pull his thoughts together by the balloon strings of his mind, his body rushing forward the last few steps it took until his sins were pressing lightly into the other boy’s knees, one hand cupping the boy’s cheek in his palm as he frowned down at the strange boy and desperately tried to remember what had caused his heart to catch just so in his chest when that thought had drifted up like a thin wisp of smoke. Before Joscelin had a chance to even think ––or even know what exactly he was doing, for that matter–– he suddenly found himself climbing into the boy’s lap, his arms curling around the other boy’s neck and his fingers buried into that dark hair ––which smelled like strawberries, he thought distractedly–– before he suddenly slammed his lips against the stranger sitting on his bathtub’s own.
Jos didn’t know why the hell he did it, but it felt right.
ooc; DONEE. sorry it's so short.. and that it sucks. o.o i'll add if you need me tooo.
p.s. jos is a loserfacee. x3
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Post by aiden jacobs. on Jan 24, 2009 22:28:48 GMT -5
my eyes are open wide, by the way, i made it through the day. i watch the world outside, by the way, i’m leaving out today. i just saw halley’s comet, she waved, said why you always running in place? even the man in the moon disappeared, somewhere in the stratosphere.
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[/center] Sitting awkwardly on the low wall of the tub, Aiden had no entire clue why he’d let that poor boy drink. Bahaha. It wasn’t as if he could’ve stopped him in the first place, but, as he eyed Jos quietly, sitting beside the toilet, he sort of wished that he could have. I mean, really, the poor thing looked absolutely miserable! Just like a Petland puppy who had those huge, ‘please take me home’ eyes. In his moderately sobered– but only for a minute– state, Aiden giggled softly at the thought, resting his head against the wall beside the tub for a minute as he waited for Jos to.. what? Wake up and tell him to leave? Aha. He didn’t doubt it. “Esto es solo bonito, no? Estoy nunca va a ser capaz de levantarse.” That made Aiden’s eyes pop open. What the fuck? He glanced around nervously before noticing that Jos had pulled himself up from the tiled floor and had begun speaking. Whether the boy had flipped his lid or knew a language that Aiden didn’t (which seemed to be the best explanation, obviously), it had slightly frightened him. What a loser. Tipping his head curiously as his fear depleted, he watched as the other boy grabbed a toothbrush and a bottle of toothpaste after he’d spoken again, wondering if he should try and slip out and risk giving Jos a heart attack, or stay where he was.. And risk giving Jos a heart attack. It seemed, either way, he was screwed, and so he stayed perched on the tub, his hands in his lap as he continued to watch the other boy in a curious manner. Nearly falling backward into the tub as Jos quickly turned, Aiden scrunched his nose up as he let one arm fall behind him to the shower wall to keep himself from falling, the other gripping the edge of the tub as he tried in vain to settle his fast beating heart. “Seth?” Hmph. Aiden glanced up at Jos after he’d flipped the hair out of his eyes and slowly shook his head, glancing down at his knees as he tried to calculate a way to bring his arm forward without falling backward and killing himself. That would be just amazing, wouldn’t it? I suppose not. Successfully righting himself, Aiden looked back at Jos cautiously, biting his lip to taste the slight stain of alcohol and shifting uncomfortably as he saw the other boy’s wide, tear-filled eyes and frightened face. “W-who are you?” Tipping his head and glancing at the floor, he blushed, opening his mouth to speak and getting as far as ‘Aide-’ before the sudden feel of fingertips against his cheek nearly sent him reeling back into the bathtub. And not from pain, although it did hurt as the fingertips ran over the bruise– mostly from shock, mhm. Smart, Aiden. Mrow. Jos seemed to lurch forward, and he winced, a dull ache pulsating through his cheek as the other boy’s hand rubbed lightly against the bruise hidden poorly behind concealer. Biting his lip slightly and glancing almost pitifully up at Jos, Aiden, still feeling bad about practically chasing the other boy onto the counter top, wondered if he should try and slip away. Erm.. Maybe not, he was practically stuck, between the bathtub trying to break his arm and Jos making him keep his knees still. He looked up and realized how small of a space he was in, but before his conscious received enough information to cause him to freak out, Jos had sat in his lap and wrapped his arms around his neck. Aiden’s mouth dropped open in surprise and a squeak slipped from his throat as the other boy’s lips pressed into his own; and he was dumbfounded. Wow, Aiden. After a moment, though, he lightly, almost shakily, put a hand on Jos’ lower back so that the boy wouldn’t fall backward and tipped his head, blushing softly as he began to kiss back. Was it bad to say he’d almost forgotten how? Bahaha! Joking. ifail. v.v majorfaiiiiiiiiiil. sorry it took so long for such a sucky reply. and jos is a cute loserface. xD atleasthe’scuterthanaiden. x3 i will add/edit if needed, just ask. <33 [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by joscelin grey! on Jan 27, 2009 0:32:25 GMT -5
“turn off the lights and turn off the shyness cause all of our moves make up for the silence.”
As Aiden began to kiss back, Jos’ childish laughter was muffled by the boy’s lips, his fingers curled loosely into thick sections of the dark hair that fell in sharp, straight layers at the nape of Aiden’s neck, his nose wrinkled faintly in concentration as he attempted to mimic the soft movement against his lips. Joscelin pulled away for a few brief second before he tipped his head to the side and dove back into the kiss head first, one arm curled possessively around the other boy’s neck while his other hand still held a few dark sections of hair hostage in his slender fingers, the tip of his cool nose dimpling into the frail skin of Aiden’s cheek as he allowed his eyes to slip close. Aiden tasted delicious, like vanilla and apples. After what felt like forever, Joscelin pushed Aiden away reluctantly, his pale pink lips feeling plump and bruised as he ran his tongue attentively over them, the remnants of Aiden’s sweet tasting lips zinging softly against his taste buds. A sudden, bright white smile lit up Jos’ features, crinkling the lightly tanned skin around his warm brown eyes and causing childish dimples to bloom and a blush to explode like wildfire along his cheeks and racing along his jaw line to create an innocent flush of color beneath his skin. Chewing softly at his bottom lip, Joscelin suddenly ducked forwards and planted a chaste little kiss to the vertex of Aiden’s lips before he blushed a brilliant shade of scarlet, his bottom lip puckered into a childish pout as he crossed his arms over his chest and sat back in the other boy’s lap, feeling Aiden’s hand pressing against the small of his back in an attempt to keep him from managing to fall backward into the floor and possibly dying. Still blushing furiously, Joscelin twirled the soft drawstrings of Aiden’s jacket around his slender fingers in an attempt at childish distraction, afraid that if he drew any attention to himself Aiden would remember just how much of a lost cause he was and push him away. He didn’t want that, Aiden was warm.
Nuzzling himself into Aiden’s chest, Jos sighed and rested his cheek sleepily against the boy’s shoulder, his warm brown eyes slipping closed as he pressed wet kisses clumsily along Aiden’s pale neck. What was he doing? He knew better than to delude himself into thinking that someone actually wanted him, that just ended up even worse when the rejection came. But Aiden was different; Jos knew he was. “I’m sorry.” Jos slurred absently into the other boy’s warm skin, his fingers slowly relaxing their hold on Aiden’s hair as he ghosted his fingers down the back of Aiden’s neck, his smooth fingertips grating softly against the scarce mixture of products lingering in the other boy’s delicious, strawberry scented hair. He shook his head gently against Aiden’s shoulder before he pushed himself upright, his hand lingering against the side of Aiden’s neck before he suddenly pushed his lips up against Aiden’s own, his tongue tentatively reaching out to glide along the crease of Aiden’s lips, his body pressed as close as physically possible while still perched precariously on the ledge of his bathtub. It was like whipped cream and butter. Joscelin was more reluctant to pull away this time, his kiss bruised lips parted softly as he sucked slow and steady breaths into his lungs, his warm brown eyes lit with a faint sparkle of adoration. Or maybe it was just the fluorescent lights.
Chewing fretfully at his bottom lip, Jos reached up and curled a slender set of fingers around his tender bottom lip and tugged at it neurotically as he cocked his head and studied the boy he was so nonchalantly perched on, the beginnings of a smile tugging at his preoccupied lips. Pulling away from Aiden, Joscelin clambered to his feet clumsily before reaching out and tugging the other boy after him, a set fingers curled around the collar of Aiden’s jacket before he suddenly slammed their lips together with renewed vigor, his free hand coyly attempting to unzip the poor boy’s jacket as Jos attempted to stumble backwards towards his bedroom. What are you doing? a soft voice hissed, sounding horrified at the idea that had suddenly bubbled up from the dark depths of his mind, sounding oddly like a panicked version of his conscious. Joscelin ignored the small whine and tugged Aiden’s jacket the rest of the way off, leaving it lying crumbled into an insignificant crumple of material in the bathroom floor as he leaned into the doorjamb and pulled Aiden after him, his arms draped haphazardly over the boy’s thin shoulders as he curled one leg up around Aiden’s own, his lips moving deftly in patterns he had no idea they were capable of, though thankful for his body’s reaction toward Aiden so he didn’t look quite so much like the pitiful little boy who’d only had his first kiss just minutes before.
ooc; doneee. sorry it sucks. [giggle] jos is a little horndog. xD if you need me to add/edit, i will. :D
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Post by aiden jacobs. on Jan 27, 2009 20:33:56 GMT -5
i don’t wanna be afraid, i don’t wanna run away; i don’t want to be here fading, it’s more than i can take. i’m never gonna be the same, i threw it all away, i don’t want to be here fading.
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[/center] This was all a surprise to poor Aiden. Was this some sort of sick joke? He had no idea, and at this point, he was severely hoping not; a blush rose on his cheekbones when the other boy pulled away only to return seconds later, and he shivered slightly as Jos’ nose lightly pushed against the warm flesh of his cheek. The fingers lightly twined and tugging through the shorter strands of his hair made him sure that this wasn’t some awkward daydream, as did the warmth of the other boy’s mouth on his own. Was it bad that he was beginning to feel slightly like a whore? Despite that, Aiden felt warm inside; and though that could’ve been from the alcohol, he was thinking it was mostly from the other boy’s cherry– was it cherry? he couldn’t pin point it, for the life of him– flavored lips. The feeling ended almost abruptly as Jos pushed him away, a soft squeak escaping his lungs as he wobbled slightly on the edge of the tub and glanced downward toward the floor. He was still blushing softly when, as he looked up, Jos gave him a small peck on the lips, a soft smile lighting across his face and reaching his hazel eyes as he saw that the other boy had a nearly maroon red blush covering his cheekbones, as well. Putting his hand lightly on Jos’ back, trying in vain to keep him from falling, Aiden blushed a bit harder, wondering if he should say that his legs were beginning to go numb.. And that’s when he started laughing. It started as a giggle, at first, and continued onward from there as he leaned forward and buried his face momentarily into Jos’ neck, feeling like a complete moron. He moved, still giggling absently, and wiped his eyes free of the tears that had gathered from the lack of breath, watching in occasionally marred silence as the other boy fiddled with the stings of his jacket. Shivering slightly as Jos messily kissed a trail down his neck, goose bumps rising on his arms as a cold chill ran up and down his spine, Aiden closed his eyes and felt the blush return, turning his head slightly and causing their cheeks to brush momentarily as Jos spoke. “I’m sorry.” Why? He furrowed his eyebrows once more in confusion, scrunching his face up cutely as he looked down at the tiled floor again. Did he really have this poor boy on an apologizing streak? He didn’t mean too. Hell, he didn’t even know why he was apologizing. “ Why?” he chanced quietly, shivering once more as Jos’ fingers traced unevenly down the back of his neck, this time purely because the touch had tickled and sent minor tingles down his back. Despite his slightly dampened mood, he giggled a bit at the feeling, moving forward a bit and straight into Jos’ lips as the other boy straightened and kissed him again. When he pulled back this time, however, it didn’t end in Aiden wobbling on the edge of the tub, but he was drawing in breaths slowly and not so surely despite that. He felt like he couldn’t exactly breathe.. but he was fine. He had to be fine– he was still breathing, wasn’t he, albeit unsteadily? He reached up absently with his free hand, the other still supporting the other boy’s back– somehow– and touched at his bottom lip curiously, wondering why it was aching so and nearly slapping himself for his ignorance. Really, he needed to go be a hermit somewhere if he couldn’t figure out what was wrong with his lips when he’d been kissing a boy he’d just met like they were both about to die. Or, that’s what it seemed like.. But Aiden hadn’t a clue. He tugged busily at one of his lip rings, and, upon realizing that it probably wouldn’t help, he dropped his hand back down to the tub, trying to steady himself once again. That’s all he needed– to fall into the tub and break his neck. Bahaha. The next thing Aiden knew, he was being tugged to his feet, the sudden movement allowing the blood to once again circulate through his legs– which was both a good and bad thing. …You’re a perv! :] The feeling of pins and needles shot down both of his legs and he huffed, a soft whimper pushing passed his lips and turning into another squeak as Jos’ fingers curled tighter around the collar of his jacket and their lips pressed together. Jos continued to attempt to pull him forward as he tried to unzip his jacket, and Aiden couldn’t help but giggle lightly, wondering how a zipper could be so hard to undo. And then came the sudden realization. Ohmigod, ohmigoddd! he thought to himself, panicking like a finicky bunny and about to try and move until Jos pushed his jacket over his shoulders. He tried to calm down; maybe he had it wrong. Yeah. That was it. He had it wrong. And now he was cold. Oh, screw it.. He’s cute. Goose bumps rose once more on his arms as he attempted to cross his arms over the Atreyu shirt fitting loosely over his abdomen, although he failed as Jos pulled him forward and kissed him again while he leant against the doorframe. He awkwardly rested his hands on the other boy’s sides, unable to keep from making a mental note to giggle later as Jos, somehow, wrapped one of his legs about Aiden’s own. It reminded him of when he’d accidentally walked in on Brendin and some girl he’d been with, which hadn’t exactly been a naughty sight, but hadn’t been a pleasant one, either.. -dies- josissuchahornyboy. i couldn't find a proper way to end it, so.. yeah, that's.. yeah. xD if you need me to add/edit, just ask. ^^ sorry for the suckage. v.v [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by joscelin grey! on Jan 28, 2009 22:28:09 GMT -5
“every time i get a chance to see you smile it's not complicated i was so jaded…”
Jos sighed quietly into Aiden’s mouth as he attempted in vain to mimic the way Aiden’s lips moved in subtle patterns against his own, his fingers tugging softly at the boy’s dark hair as he curled closer around Aiden’s body. Soft folds creased his smooth forehead delicately as he concentrated on figuring out just what Aiden was doing with his mouth, his eyes squeezed shut tightly as he attempted to repeat the motions with much less grace, his stomach curling with a low, smoldering heat as his lips worked slowly against Aiden’s own. When Aiden voiced a sudden sharp squeak, Jos froze for a brief second of terror, afraid that he’d done something to hurt the poor boy, or that Aiden had realized exactly who he’d just been in a very intimate lip lock with before bursting into sudden peals of laughter, his nose buried tenderly into the porcelain flesh of Aiden’s cheek before smearing a soft slather of innocent, childish kisses to the soft rose petal of color that cropped up along the other boy’s sharp cheekbone, his heavy breathing falling in warm bursts over Aiden’s flushed skin. As Jos pulled away slightly, he blinked placidly down at Aiden, his warm brown eyes alight with curiosity as his head tipped a few centimeters to the right subliminally. Without a second thought Jos leaned forward just as Aiden looked up at him, the arm that had been curled up around the boy’s shoulder sliding away so that his palm could frame Aiden’s flushed cheek, his lips feathering a soft kiss against Aiden’s own and feeling his face burst into soft flames of color. Chewing fervently at his bottom lip Joscelin sat back slightly in Aiden’s lap, his hand drifting away from Aiden’s face and sliding back up around the boy’s shoulder as he sighed contentedly and absently twirling a few fingers through the dark strands of Aiden’s hair from where his fingers lay crooked in their deep nest of dark fibers. Then came Aiden’s laughter. Jos’ fingers froze from where they were busily toying with the strange boy’s hair, his eyes wide and hurt as he stared perplexedly down at the other boy. It wasn’t his fault he had never kissed anyone before! He was trying! Feeling rather dejected, Joscelin settled for toying with the strings of Aiden’s jacket, ignoring the warm press of tears swelling in his eyes as he vacantly twirled the dark strings about his slim fingers, his body stiffening as he felt Aiden suddenly bury his face into his neck, a frown fluttering briefly across his lips before he suddenly giggled and nuzzled his cheek against the other boy’s hair, forgetting all about why he’d felt like bawling his eyes out moments ago, his nose scrunched up playfully as he blew at a few strands of the boy’s hair before Aiden pulled away, a bright smile continuing to linger against his swollen lips.
At Aiden’s soft shiver, Joscelin frowned delicately for a fleeting moment before he finished his trail of sloppy kisses, tucking the last one in the shallow dip between the boy’s shoulder and collar bone as he carefully nuzzled himself closer, giggling childishly as Aiden turned his face just so, causing their cheek to brush together. Still giggling softly Joscelin stretched forward the last few centimeters and grazed his kiss plumped lips down the shell of Aiden’s ear, his laughter whispering warm breaths down across the sensitive skin. With one last delicate sigh, Jos turned into Aiden’s chest and curled himself slightly into the boy’s lap, his flaming cheek resting lightly against Aiden’s shoulder as he nestled the chilled tip of his nose just barely into the boy’s skin, murmuring a stumbled apology into the kiss dampened flesh of Aiden’s pale neck. “Why?” Joscelin froze briefly as he heard Aiden’s soft voice, his eyes widening briefly as a warm whisper spiraled through chest before curling around his stomach, his cooling cheeks suddenly flaming hot once more as he smiled awkwardly up at Aiden and smoothed his cool fingers down Aiden’s warm skin, his eyes slipping closed for a fleeting moment as he felt the other boy shivering beneath him. Heaving a resigned sigh Jos sat up and pressed his lips delicately into Aiden’s own, his brows furrowed slightly as he chewed tentatively at his lower lip, cocking his head momentarily as he smoothed his fingers over Aiden’s flushed cheek. “For that,” he whispered softly, referring to the chaste little kiss he’d just pressed into Aiden’s lips, the sorrowful smile that didn’t dare reach his lips surfacing in his words as he watched Aiden lift a hand and attentively feel his swollen bottom lip, a sheepish smile bobbing to his lips as he mumbled another guilty apology.
As Aiden rested his hands on either side of his waist Jos felt a soft moan building in his chest, his eyes clamped shut tightly as he began kissing the other boy with much more force, childishly attempting to drown out the urge to moan softly in reaction to the other boy’s soft touch. Carefully detaching his mouth from Aiden’s own, Jos leant his head back against the doorframe and stared up at Aiden from beneath his lashes, a coy little smile toying at the corners of his mouth as he sunk his teeth into his bottom lip tenderly. Surging forward once more, Jos giggled softly as his mouth slammed into Aiden’s own, suddenly becoming all teeth and tongue as he went for a different appeal, nipping at Aiden’s tender lips and then soothing the soft bites with gentle strokes of his tongue as he giggled innocently, one arm falling from around Aiden’s shoulder as he pushed away from the doorjamb. Stumbling through the bathroom doorway, Jos moaned softly and curled his fingers into Aiden’s hair as he nearly tripped over a pair of jeans lying forgotten in the floor, his lips closed around the strange boy’s own bottom lip as he sucked at it absently and continued to stumble blindly towards his room and his bed. God, it couldn’t be that far away, could it? Joscelin’s fingers dexterously moved to Aiden’s belt, deftly unbuckling it with only a few minor mishaps, leaving him giggling breathlessly as he managed to pull it from Aiden’s belt loops and cast it carelessly into the floor, the pyramid studs left twinkling faintly in the fading lights of the bathroom doorway desperately trying to follow the pair down the short hallway into Jos’ bedroom. Pulling away from Aiden, Jos chanced a quick glance around his bedroom, his brown eyes unfocused in the dark as he distractedly searched for the bright blanket he knew would be crumpled off to one side of the mattress, tangled and abused from another restless night of sleep; it looked like tonight would be the same way.
Jos squeaked in sudden surprise as the back of his leg met the edge of the mattress and he tumbled backwards into the soft tangle of blankets, a bright squeal of laughter erupting from his preoccupied lips as he drug the other boy down with him. His eyes sparkled devilishly in the pale light that tried to spill into the room in vain from the bathroom doorway and Joscelin’s cheeks smoldered in a brilliant crimson blush even visible in the scant light as he reached up and curled his arms about Aiden’s neck, smiling shyly as he blinked placidly up at the other boy as if he had no clue as to how they wound up tangled together in his bed. “Hi.”
ooc; sorry for the suckage.. D: jos wound up being a total dork for no apparent reason. :D and aiden is completely adorable. i'm jealous. ..i'll add/edit if needed.
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Post by aiden jacobs. on Jan 29, 2009 1:34:32 GMT -5
like sugar, the sweetest thing i ever tasted; like a fine merlot, and white pills cut on glass and lips of dolls. i’m told there was beauty in our silence, so hold me angel, love me angel.
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[/center] Aiden couldn’t help but laugh. And he didn’t even know why. He felt like a moron as he continued to giggle, almost insanely now, and gave a soft ‘awhh’ at the hurt look that crossed Jos’ face, leaning forward slightly to press a minute kiss to the tip of the other boy’s nose. He continued to laugh quietly, trying to hush himself as he absently buried his face into Jos’ neck, shivering a bit and giving another small squeal of laughter as the boy breathed out and ruffled a few of the strands of hair surrounding his ear, unsure as to why he was even still laughing. Why had he started in the first place? …he had not a clue. He’d finally sobered– well, his laughter had sobered– when Jos had begun to kiss the messily placed trail along his neck, letting out another small giggle at the ticklish sensation and squeezing his eyes shut, his head tilted toward Jos’. He sighed softly as the other boy muttered a small apology– it unnerved him and made him feel like he’d done something to the poor boy to make him feel that way, and he nibbled innocently at the inside of his lower lip as he glanced almost incredulously at Jos with Bambi-eyes. Yes. Bambi-eyes. As Aiden waited for an explanation of some sort, he glanced downward, the small peck to his lips a slight shock and causing him to blink rapidly to keep from yelping– although, how it helped he had no idea. As Jos spoke, he raised an eyebrow at him questioningly, a small smile dotting across his lips as he leaned forward, placing his free hand softly on the back of his neck and pulling Jos forward for a slightly less-than-innocent peck. “ Well, then.. blame me for it, yeah?” He offered softly, blushing harder and glancing downward. Feeling unsure as he stood there, trying not to lean against Jos very much for fear that he’d, somehow, crush him, Aiden flexed his fingers softly along the other boy’s rib cage, sucking in a breath as Jos broke the kiss and began to look up at him almost evilly. Or, that’s how Aiden took it. But didn’t he misinterpret everything? Of course. However.. He wasn’t so sure about this one. Bahaha. The sudden feeling of teeth against his lips– that obviously weren’t his own– made him shiver, grabbing a loose hold on one side of Jos’ shirt and retaliating weakly, absently biting at the other boy’s tongue. Jos moved away from the doorframe and started walking backward, nearly tripping over something that Aiden couldn’t see and causing him to laugh slightly, for the sheer fact that if he would’ve fallen, Aiden would’ve fallen with him. He couldn’t help but yelp at the unexpected tugging to his belt, laughing a bit and trying to hide the blush that rose on his cheekbones as he reached quickly to grab hold of one of the belt loops before his pants completely fell down. And he was glad that Jos turned slightly, which gave him at least a split second to try and hike his jeans up– which obviously didn’t work.. when did anything go in his favor when cute boys were involved? …Or was it going in his favor?– and try to find a way to keep them up. But nay. Only his belt could do that– and that was with help from some ungodly force– and it was laying somewhere in the slight mess across Jos’ floor. Aiden gasped as he suddenly became off balance, his eyes quickly closing as he expected to fall to the floor but instead landed halfway on something soft and airy, and half on something soft and solid. “ You.. did.. that.. on.. purpose,” he giggled madly, once again burying his face lightly into Jos’ shoulder as the other boy replaced his arms around his neck and feeling the slight heat emanating from Jos’ own blush. “ Hi,” he said in response, feeling like an idiot with more than obvious problems as he shook lightly, still giggling absently here and there as he ended up turning his face towards Jos’ neck and beginning to place light kisses and nips to the other boy’s skin. Silly Aiden, cute boys aren’t for biting. “ Uhm..” he began, cocking his head to the side as he glanced downward at Jos, his face slightly tipped backward, “ Hi.” What a dork. He shook his head to himself and giggled as he moved forward slightly, pressing a kiss to Jos’ lips and lightly tugging at the boy’s lower lip innocently. bahahahahaha. wowww. aidenneedsalife. v.v iknowiknow, it sucks. i’mverysorry. i’ll add/edit, just ask. -stabs muse- [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by joscelin grey! on Jan 29, 2009 3:30:59 GMT -5
“cause every time we touch, i get this feeling and every time we kiss, i swear i can fly can't you hear my heart beat fast i want this to last i need you by my side”
Jos cocked his head to the side curiously as he heard the soft ‘awh’ that fell from Aiden’s lips softly, his eyes growing to the size of saucers as he felt the other boy press his lips to the tip of Joscelin’s nose, a soft giggle rising up from his chest as he suddenly cuddled himself into Aiden’s chest and sneezed. Hmph. Jos giggled every now and then as Aiden’s spastic laughter continued to fill his small bathroom, a bright smile crinkling the soft skin surrounding his bright eyes as he stretched out and nestled his flushed cheek against Aiden’s own, his breath tickling the other boy’s dark hair and causing Aiden to let loose another infectious squeal, sending Jos into another bout of childish laughter. Still giggling in soft bursts of childish sounds, Jos finally distracted himself with leaving a glistening trail of saliva in the wake of his drunken kissing, a warm smile toying at his lips as the sloppy displays of affection drew yet another peal of laughter from Aiden’s chest, his fingers combing briefly through the soft hairs at the base of Aiden’s neck as he murmured a sheepish apology, his fingers curling themselves gently into the dark hairs, instantly regretting having said anything at all. Aiden’s laughter immediately dissipated, and suddenly he was staring up at Jos with the most innocent and pitiful expression Joscelin had ever seen, a soft whimper falling from Jos’ lips as he reached out and soothed a hand over Aiden’s cheek carefully before leaning forward and pressing a delicate kiss to Aiden’s lips, a minute pout tugging his bottom lip out just the tiniest bit as he sat back in Aiden’s lap anxiously, not sure what to expect from the other boy, though at the small smile that flashed across Aiden’s lips, Jos couldn’t help but to crack a shy tooth-in-lip smile at the other boy sheepishly. Jos gasped softly as he felt Aiden’s hand at the back of his neck, shivering softly at Aiden’s cool fingers against his neck, his eyes widening like an oil slick as he suddenly found himself in a not-so-innocent kiss, a blush rushing to his cheeks and spreading down his neck like a wildfire as he giggled softly and curled his arms about the other boy’s neck. “Well, then.. blame me for it, yeah?” Jos sighed quietly as he heard Aiden’s voice, his face buried in the boy’s neck as he considered the boy’s words for a brief moment, before he found himself making another messy trail of kisses along Aiden’s neck. “Nuh, guilty as charged.”
The soft feeling of Aiden’s fingers flexing against his rib cage made Jos shiver softly beneath Aiden, goose bumps cropping up over his entire body as he struggled to get closer to Aiden, his fingers curled about large swatches of the dark colored fabric of Aiden’s tee-shirt. Giggling playfully as he pulled away Jos leant back against the doorframe tiredly, his breath coming in labored gasps as he continued to struggle with tugging Aiden closer, desperate to feel the other boy’s warmth. What? He was cold! He had the goose bumps to prove it.. Smiling demurely up at the other boy, Jos suddenly surged upwards, his lips clashing with Aiden’s own in a sudden wave of teeth and tongue, a girlish squeal falling past his lips as he felt the other boy gather a loose handful of his bright red tee-shirt into his fist and retaliate against Joscelin’s sudden biting. Still giggling quietly, Jos slowly calmed his vigorous kissing down to a simple, slow lip lock, his lips moving slowly against Aiden’s own as he concentrated on backing towards his bedroom and not tripping and breaking both of their necks in the process. Once he had successfully gotten rid of Aiden’s belt, Jos giggled softly as he let a few fingers creep up under the dark fabric of Aiden’s shirt, his other arms still wound about the boy’s neck, his fingers happily buried into the dark, strawberry scented locks. Reluctantly Jos let his hand fall away from where it had crept up to Aiden’s bare waist, his mouth just as reluctantly unglued as he turned slightly and attempted to search out his bed in the dark room, his unfocused brown eyes having trouble identifying the simple shapes littering the walls. If only he could get Aiden into that bed..
“You.. did.. that.. on.. purpose,” Jos peered up at Aiden from where he lay beneath the other boy atop the bright pink tangle of blankets, a burst of airy laughter rising from his chest as he nodded vigorously against the mattress before lifting his arms and draping them around Aiden’s neck, his nose scrunched up adorably as he lifted himself up briefly to press his lips into the boy’s own. As he flopped back onto the bed, Jos squealed softly as he felt Aiden bury his face away into his shoulder, his head turned so that his nose was buried into the boy’s hair as he absently began to lip at the dark strands, wiggling playfully beneath Aiden as he felt the boy turn and begin to kiss and nip at his neck, a series of quiet moans slipping past the barrier of his lips as he gathered a fistful of dark hair into his hand, though careful to make sure that he didn’t accidentally hurt Aiden. Jos wasn’t sure what he’d do if he’d ever hurt Aiden. “Uhm.. Hi.” As Aiden spoke, Joscelin couldn’t help the laughter that bubbled up in his throat and erupted past his lips, his warm eyes crinkled up delightedly as he giggled with childish glee. “You’re cute.” he giggled softly and reached up stroking his fingers over Aiden’s cheek briefly before he pulled away and blinking curiously up at Aiden as the boy moved closer, one arm reaching up to snake about Aiden’s waist as he felt the other boy’s lips press into his own carefully, his eyes slipping closed as he tentatively reached out with his tongue, trace the small part in Aiden’s lips, his fingers curling into a tight fist in the boy’s shirt. Pulling away, Joscelin blushed furiously and reached up, tucking Aiden’s fringe behind his ear with the grace of a butterfly before he wiggled beneath Aiden and giggled softly, his fingers slowly drifting down Aiden’s ribcage, playfully beginning to inch the dark fabric up over the boy’s hip, his warm fingertips pressing into every inch of porcelain flesh they revealed, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip gently as he suddenly tugged at Aiden’s shirt with a childish pout, a playful smile bubbling just beneath his pouty exterior. “Off?”
ooc; sorry this sucks seriously. it's late and i'm half asleep. i'll probably wake up in the morning and be like 'ohmygod what was i thinking' so don't feel bad to ask me to add/edit. 'll understand 100% ...plus it's awkward. badjos. xD
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Post by aiden jacobs. on Jan 30, 2009 15:10:51 GMT -5
say goodnight to you, my darling, my darling. few words can kill me, they inspire in your hands. the sun outside, look at these glass shaped dolls. we’ll burn the flesh off all these paper dolls.
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[/center] Sighing softly as Jos apologized, Aiden glanced up at him with slight confusion, thinking nothing of the soft pain that shot through his cheekbone as Jos lightly touched the clotted rivulets that Monroe had made earlier and poking softly at one of his lip rings with his tongue as he thought absently. He couldn’t help but giggle softly as he pulled the other boy’s face towards his, delicately letting his tongue trace along the other boy’s lips while momentarily letting his fingers twine through his hair. There was something about this boy that, even while slightly inebriated, Aiden found alluring in the most simple of ways, and it frustrated him purely because he couldn’t figure out why. The rosy blush that covered Jos’ cheekbones and neck when he moved made Aiden begin to giggle again, mumbling a soft, airy ‘sorry’ and scrunching his nose up slightly as he tried to stop the absent minded gigglefest. “Nuh, guilty as charged.” “ Whatever you say, sweetheart,” he said softly, another soft peal of laughter pushing passed the dam of his lips as Jos began to kiss another trail down his neck. “ Well, then.. why did you apologize?” Aiden asked, wondering why the boy was being so difficult. Really, it was starting to knock him for a loop– why was everyone apologizing to him lately? They hadn’t been the ones to do anything wrong. Especially not Jos. He was absolutely too adorable to do anything wrong. Or maybe it was just Aiden: but in all honesty, he really was way to cute to accuse him of doing something wrong. Aiden giggled softly, shaking his head and biting his lip. Maybe he was losing it. Then again, he’d never had it. Aiden furrowed his eyebrows a bit when he felt Jos shiver beneath the light touch of his hands on the boy’s rib cage, pulling his hands away until he was barely touching him. Jos was still trying to pull him forward and he was trying to keep from pressing into the poor boy, seeing as how he didn’t exactly feel like breaking every bone in Jos’ body. But with the slightly shocking motions Jos was pulling, what with biting his lips and all, he let himself be pulled forward as he tried to keep from giggling, lightly biting at the other boy’s tongue and letting one hand curl around the fabric of his shirt. The sudden desertion of his belt made Aiden laugh madly in both embarrassment and slight confusion, a surprised yelp leaving his lungs as Jos let his cold fingers lightly spider their way under his shirt and shivering lightly at the touch, goose bumps rising up and down his arms as he still tried to keep hold of his jeans. He didn’t want to pants himself, after all. He continued to giggle softly, mostly in shattered nervousness, as Jos turned slightly to try and find his own bed, his teeth tugging at his lower lip as he tried to sort his thoughts and giving up when they jumbled back together. There was no use in thinking now. Aiden spoke, his words separated with both giggles and gasps of air, and the boy below him nodded his head furiously as he laced his arms back around Aiden’s neck. He was still blushing almost horribly when Jos leaned up and pressed an innocent kiss to his lips, shaking his head as he buried his face into the other boy’s shoulder with a small laugh and breathing out harshly. His blush grew brighter when he heard the little moans escape the boy’s throat, pausing momentarily as Jos’ fingers tangled once more in his hair and leaning up slightly to lick his cheek playfully. “You’re cute.” Aiden giggled at that, shaking his head and feeling his hair fall into his eyes. “ Oh, psh,” he said softly, rolling his eyes a bit and giving a light huff. He leant forward and lightly kissed Jos’ lips in a momentary peck, giggling softly as he felt the other boy’s tongue on his lips and once again lightly biting at it half-heartedly. Aiden closed his eyes as Jos reached up, an absent sigh leaving his lips when his hair was pushed behind his ear and being followed by another soft giggle as he felt Jos’ fingers on his rib cage. He burst out into soft giggles and once again buried his face in the other boy’s neck, shifting and wriggling here and there as Jos inched his shirt up, the fingertips prodding his flesh and sending tickling sensations down Aiden’s spine. Okay, so, when he said he wasn’t ticklish? He lied. He was. A little. “Off?” Aiden moved once again and glanced downward– how, he wasn’t sure– as Jos spoke, his hair falling from behind his ear and into his eyes as he chewed at his lower lip, glancing at Jos with a slightly nervous, demure expression as he sighed and sat up. Somehow. Sitting perched on one hip, Aiden absently pulled his shirt off, the action fluffing his hair and making him flip out slightly, combing his fingers through his hair much like an OCD little boy flipping the lights on and off five times just to make sure they were off and not out. Well, Aiden wasn’t gonna be the only stripper. Bahaha. He poked lightly at Jos’ stomach, smirking a bit and letting his fingers push the red fabric of his shirt upward slightly, the blush on his cheekbones nearly matching the dyed fibers of Jos’ shirt. “ Pshh, I am not a stripper, it’s your turn!” he pouted playfully, lowering his chin to his chest and beginning to giggle in embarrassment, raising his hands and covering his face absently before looking back at Jos, unable to keep from laughing a bit again. He scratched absently at the black star on his left collarbone, letting out a gasp of air and watching his hair fly upwards for a moment before crashing back down onto his cheek, amusement momentarily flashing over his face. LOL okayso. it’s actually finished! :D you know how i rollll, i will edit if needed. ^-^’ it sucks, i knoww. v.v[/size][/blockquote][/font]
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