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Post by JIMMY DANGER REGALL on Sept 4, 2012 19:02:32 GMT -5
Lightly brushing the tears from Alex's eyes, Jimmy left his ears on idle, almost not picking up what he'd been asked. He blinked in surprise, pausing and mulling it over. This was a very heavy burdened question. All his life, excluding the short time he'd had with his parents, he had been wild for all intents and purposes. He slept outside, came and went as he pleased, he'd tried bathing in a creek at one point. That had been...interesting. And fairly cold. It could be fairly hard for him to give up some of the habits he'd picked up. Especially if Alex's parents didn't like people smoking in their house. Then again, Jimmy usually only smoked when he was pissed off or nervous.
On the flip side, he'd be able to see Alex everyday. He wouldn't have to worry about...everything, all the time. As he began thinking up all the pros to this, he felt himself surrendering little by little. He realized he'd been staring at his feet the whole time, finally looking up at Alex from under his long eyelashes. "...I'll do it. Yes." he murmured just loud enough to be heard, his hazel eyes looking more green at the moment. He smiled slightly, brushing his lips lightly against Alex's forehead in a small kiss. In his head, living with Alex just made sense, even though in reality he still didn't know the kid that well. His soul just felt right here. Even if the place's stange likeness to his childhood home did torment him.
He felt the mood in the air alternate and shift to that of a calmer one. Relieved, he let out a soft sigh and leaned against a wall, Alex still in his arms. He was honestly tired. Not only had he woken up way too early as always, but the day had been stressful. That wasn't even including the fight he'd gotten into and almost dying in the alleyway. It had been dulled to a more relaxed note after Alex had showed up though. He was glad for that.
Feeling a change, he glanced at Alex questioningly, seeing a familiar look in the boy's eyes. He couldn't quite place it, but he could recognize it, and the name was on the tip of his tongue. Pondering over it, he open his mouth to ask, finding himself taken aback by the spontaneous kiss. Not protesting whatsoever, he kissed back, letting his hands slide under Alex's shirt to rest on his hips just barely. After all, Jimmy couldn't very well complain about being kissed, especially by someone like the boy in front of him. He allowed himself to surrender just a bit more, letting Alex do...well whatever he was planning on doing.
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Post by chewiebub5 on Sept 4, 2012 19:46:38 GMT -5
Alex didn't have anything relatively interesting about him other than his fascination with science fiction. He always entered into cons and dressed up like an alien; he was a bit of a nerd in that regard. The other things that he tended to do, just made him seem like the wuss that he truly was. Everyone knew it, or at least that was what it seemed like to him. Not a person really cared that he was a nerd in that regard, from his observations, they just loved him or found him something to mold into something else. Most of the girls; for some shitty reason thought that his sappiness was such a cute thing for him to do. Then regarding most of the other section; it was filled with a crush from all the compassion he had. Honestly, Alex just liked being doted on by friends, not by secret crushes.
His heart was thumping out of control, did he hear what he thought he did? He must have. Jimmy said yes! Now that it was all figured out he could let his body do whatever. It was acting as if it had been waiting forever for this moment; maybe it had. Probably was just trying to seize the day, using the carpe diem his parents and practically everyone was using. A lot like YOLO, or you only live once, as that was the trending way on twitter to put such things.
Something that Alex hadn't figured out yet was why Jimmy was so uneasy inside of the house. He didn't understand as to why, maybe it would hurt Jimmy to share though. Maybe waiting on this was the right move; most likely it was. It was as if Jimmy was just letting Alex make his move at the moment. What was he going to do? Was he going to take this any farther? Honestly Alex didn't know what he was going to do now. He was hoping that Jimmy would.
Maybe since Jimmy wasn't taking it farther he was politely saying, 'I don't like this'. Alex was flooded with guilt over the whole thing; he was forcing Jimmy to do such things. That was wrong; if he didn't like it, Jimmy didn't have to do it; being around Jimmy was enough for him. Pulling away ever so slowly, Alex looked the other in the eyes and all he could say was, "Sorry."
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Post by JIMMY DANGER REGALL on Sept 4, 2012 20:42:14 GMT -5
Jimmy had never found himself realitively interesting. People always found the life he lived really exciting, but in all honesty, he was burned out on it. He'd reached that point in his life where the thrills, the drugs, the living without authority and partying just to party were just that. They were a waste of time, they were just a temporary release from how much life sucked. In reality, it was all fun and games at first, but once the confetti fell on the floor, they were just stuff done to forget and waste time. Either way, you were still lonely and poor and rejected at the end of the day. You were still hopeless. Still insecure about tomorrow. You still had to fight for what you wanted.
Speaking of things wanted, he'd done his best to try and sheild Alex from his lustful intentions, but it was getting a lot harder to do when he kept being such a tease. Of course, he knew the kid didn't understand just what he was doing to Jimmy by leading him on and then stopping suddenly, but the urge still made itself known. His heart was almost pounding out of his chest, which was weird for him, yet he still noticed how strange Alex made him feel. He was comforted to know the other boy's heart was beating just as fast.
He frowned slightly when Alex pulled away and offered him an apology. Jimmy merely shook his head. "You're killing me, kid." he replied, laughing lightly and turning the tables. He rolled against the wall so that he was no longer pressed against the wall. For a moment, he just let himself stare at the other's blue eyes, a small smile on his lips. Slowly, he raised his hands up and gently held Alex's face in his hands, knowing what he was doing to the poor boy. He leaned in even slower, teasing and taking his time before pressing his lips against Alex's. He challenged the boy's patience, lightly tracing along his cheek and neck. Jimmy had grown to be really good at being a tease.
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Post by chewiebub5 on Sept 5, 2012 0:31:23 GMT -5
Alex felt exhilarated by the feeling of his face being touched ever so slowly. It made a hunger awaken, it was screaming at him to attack, to act as if he was a caveman or something of that sort. Was that crazy? It most likely was in nature, no lie, and the worst part is that it was so, slow. It felt like hours were going by until Jimmy kissed him, it just made him shiver a little bit. Something was happening to the poor boy; a little toy wanted to come out to play. This whole thing was creating a bump in his private area; was that how it was supposed to go? Arousal was the correct word for right now; and this was just intensified when the other boy traced his neck. This was one of the worst things that anyone could feel; this wanting to attack the other in a sensual manner. It wasn't like him; it was something that he did rather feel that it was time to take off some clothing. It was separating them, it was a distance between them.
Before Alex knew what he was doing his blue polo was off in mere seconds; he was kissing back ever so softly. Why did he have to feel this way, to feel this intense lust? Maybe it was a part of love, and his heart was pounding even faster; this was driving himself nuts. It was driving him, in one word, insane to the core. Hunger was coming into his needs, it was driving him into a craze. Eventually, Alex couldn't take the slow speed of the whole thing, so he sped it up a bit. He kissed just a little bit faster, with the same intensity as before. In between breathes he said, "I love you." What to do? Stop and act as if this wasn't something that existed. An animal was awoken from the restless sleep it had been having ever since Jimmy had come; it was a want to be with him.
Alex didn't know what to do next; it wasn't like him to do things like this. It was not like him in the least. Jimmy had coaxed the animal within Alex out of its long hibernation once again; and it was acting as if it had lived like this before. And it hadn't; somehow it knew what to do. It told him, to do something that never had occurred to him before. Moving down to Jimmy's neck, Alex gently kissed the other boys skin. Ever so softly, as if he would break the other boy. Had Jimmy done things like this before? Not likely; he was a big kid. He got to wrestle, that reminded him that he needed to learn how to box. Maybe later they could. That would be quite nice to do together, he was positive that maybe he could learn a bit about boxing or something. Jimmy had wrestled before.
[ooc: Jimmy is a true tease. Alex is distracted easily.]
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Post by JIMMY DANGER REGALL on Sept 5, 2012 16:29:01 GMT -5
To be perfectly honest, Jimmy had never seen anyone get their shirt off as fast as Alex had. He wasn't sure if it was the cause of his tormenting or if maybe the kid was that eager. With a small smile, he gently kissed back, running his hands along the bare flesh. He allowed himself to take in the softness and the warmth, finding it pleasing, considering the poor circulation that made most of his body cold. It was comforting to him, to have something to hold and carress. Pressing closer, his breathing hitched as the whole thing sped up and the temperature in the room seemed to climb so high that even he wasn't as cold as he usually was. Slipping off his shirt and jacket, he managed to take a breath before leaving a mildy rough kiss on Alex's lips.
Breathing heavily, he managed a weak smile, even though he still wasn't sure what love was. "I love you too." he answered, his chest rising and falling in labored breaths. With a brief glance down, he noticed something. He didn't need flashing neon signs to know exactly what it was. He pale skin turned bright red and he glanced up again, meeting Alex's eyes, a small smile imprinted on his face. Or was it a smirk? He momentarily found himself shocked and distracted, unable to concentrate with perfect pink lips ghosting across his skin. His heart thudded in his chest, and his mind got hazier and hazier.
As a last resort effort to regain control of his mind, he grinded against Alex, knowing it would affect him just as much. Supressing the urge to emit some kind of noise, he opened his eyes to lazily look at those pretty blue eyes, a devious smile prominent on his lips. After traveling so long, he'd aquired a few too many tricks up his sleeve. Though despite the lustiness of the moment, he found himself still loving and caring about Alex just as much as he had before, which was different from most of the people he met. Then again, he didn't feel an overwhelming want for anybody as much as he did for the boy. It wasn't just a sensual want either, it was an emotional kind of want. A will and interest to see the kid happy and loved...even if he still didn't fully understand love.
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Post by chewiebub5 on Sept 5, 2012 21:21:29 GMT -5
It seemed that the room was on fire; it was starting to become quite hot in the area. Why was this? Honestly little Alex had not a clue as to why, maybe the heater was turned on. That must have been the answer; it made sense that the reason to the stripping of shirts was this. A smirk was on Jimmy's face when he saw Alex's, well, surprise. It was bulging out as if it didn't need to have something to point it out. It felt as if, he wasn't really doing anything, it was his body. Being awoken was making it do things that Alex didn't know how, like right now, tugging on Jimmy's hair as they were, well, doing this hump sort of thing.
Silly little Alex didn't even know the name for such things, but still he loved it tons; it felt so exhilarating to him. Did Jimmy feel the same? Most likely he did, or at least from what he could tell. What if he sucked so much that Jimmy didn't like this? Now little Alex was getting nervous; he wasn't good at this. He didn't know what to do. Again, he thought of wrestling, it sounded a lot like the moan that came from his own mouth as he felt the movements. They were a lot alike in that way, but the other was about inflicting harm on another and this was, whatever it was.
Why was a simple action that Jimmy was giving making another soft moan come from his mouth? It felt as if it were erotic to him. He still needed Jimmy, but he loved being with the other boy just as much, if not more than this. It was odd how he loved all things that had to do with the other. That must be something that happens when you're falling in love this quickly, as if it were only moments that were passing. He was falling even deeper in love; if that was possible. How would they work? It was not what was running through his mind.
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Post by JIMMY DANGER REGALL on Sept 5, 2012 22:03:06 GMT -5
His breathing was a lot heavier than normal. It was almost embarrassing, the way his breaths would hitch every once in awhile. He barely noticed it, though. His whole body was tingling, his mind was numbed out even though he still had a little control. Though he eventually lost that control when his hair was tugged on. Letting out a moan, he squeezed his eyes shut, trying not to dig his fingers into Alex's sides. He didn't want to hurt the kid. Throwing his head back, he took a second to catch his breath, unusually tired. When his eyes reopened, he could only manage to open them halfway. His lungs only allowed him to take short, wavering breaths.
Jimmy was sure that if he wasn't holding Alex, he would've lost his balance. He managed to keep steady, feeling a pleasant sensation of satisfaction at the soft moan. A small smile spread on his lips and he rested his head on the other boy's shoulder, breifly resting his eyes and tracing his fingers along Alex's waist, briefly messing with the hem of his jeans, just to mess with him. He hadn't even realized just how tired he really was. He managed not to show it too much, though.
He gently stroked Alex's hair, trying to keep himself awake. Forcing himself to stand up straight and not lean against Alex, he managed to fight of the fatigue almost entirely. He resumed the kissing, muttering a sheepish appology and focusing his energy on being with the other boy. His breathing still hadn't returned to normal, but he didn't care, he was too stubborn to care about himself when there was a perfectly good and perfectly beautiful boy right in front of him to care about. This was such a perfect example of how stubbornly stupid he could be at times.
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Post by chewiebub5 on Sept 5, 2012 22:58:14 GMT -5
Alex picked up on the fact that Jimmy seemed to be tired; and he dragged him into his bedroom. If Jimmy wanted to they could even have a little bit of fun in here; it was pretty private for the most part. "So we can have some privacy." Even as Alex dragged Jimmy, he still gave him kisses and continued the dance that they were doing before in a way. The room had science fiction pictures all over in it, and it was a bit of a mess, not too much, but it wasn't exactly clean. He carefully sat down on the bed with Jimmy, and he kissed the others cheek. "I'm starting to feel tired, are you?" Even if he did lie a little bit; it was so that the other boy could get some sleep due to the fact that he was barely staying there with him. It would be nice to have a teddy bear that would keep him safe, it was nice to have his Jimmy cuddling with him tonight.
It was a comfy little room, quite like Alex would expect another nerd to have. "So my boyfriend, would you like to sleep with me?" It was odd that he added my to boyfriend, that was understood, yet he just felt as if he needed to. Alex kissed the top of the others head, as if it was something that anyone would do. "I love you." His parents came inside, so his face turned the look of a tomato. It was very red to say the least of course. They gave a wave, wished both of the boys good night and closed the door, it was as if they knew that it was an emotional moment that they intruded on accidentally.
"Sorry about that..." His eyes began to flutter, they were trying to close before their own time. Alex found that he was tired; he did find someone that was the love of his life. They were meant to be, and anyone who claimed different was wrong. This was the first, actual stand against other views the boy had made, and it was odd for him to even think that way. It wasn't bad in the least, it just was something that Jimmy had taught him somehow. A kiss on the lips, caused by something that still was falling fast asleep, hunger it seemed, so it could have its last hurrah. Love was a strong thing, and in that second, he just knew how he felt about the other boy. It was describable, but the words slipped away as he opened his mouth to say them.
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Post by JIMMY DANGER REGALL on Sept 6, 2012 15:58:19 GMT -5
In a nearly unconious state, Jimmy was pretty compliant. He murmured words that slipped away just as he was speaking them, but managed to keep his eyes open. His heart still hadn't calmed down, as if it was trying to make up for the energy he'd lost. His breathing was still labored, not as bad now though. His reactions, as slow as they'd become, still managed to halfway keep up with kisses that he was still being given. A small, tired smile curled at his lips and he shook his head. "Nope." Of course, this was an obvious lie. He could barely sit straight up while on the bed. Even keeping his eyes open was getting to be a bit of a challenge for him now.
Nuzzling into Alex's neck, he hummed a random tune before giving an awkward nod. "Mmhmmm." he answered, completely unaware of his surroundings and over all, not really caring to get a good look around him. His brain was pretty much fizzled out by this point, but he still managed to giggle an unusually girly giggle when he received a kiss on the forehead. "Love you back." he murmured, blinking in a oblivious daze and looking at the door. He tiredly waved back, too tired to be embarrased.
Shaking his head, he just lazily shrugged when Alex appologized. "It's-" was about all he'd slurred out before he completly tipped his head back, his body following as he literally collapsed from exhaustion. Jimmy was out before his head even managed to hit the pillow. His body went limp and he laid there quietly, not much of a talker in his sleep unless he was dreaming, which was a good possibility considering just how worn out he was. But a nightmare was just as possible as a dream, maybe even more so for Jimmy. They were more common than dreams for him.
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Post by chewiebub5 on Sept 6, 2012 16:43:54 GMT -5
Alex was shocked that Jimmy would lie about such simple things, it wasn't a big deal to him in the least; it was something that he would love even if the other boy were tired. Then something seemed odd, it was as if Jimmy were so tired he was performing odd and seemingly unrelated to the scenery and place that they were. What was the correct action for such things? Honestly Alex didn't know anything about it other than the other boy didn't respond normally, it just wasn't what he expected for Jimmy's response. Was it a laugh or some type of coddling motion that he expected? Somewhat to be honest completely that was the expectation. He was a tad surprised when he heard a girly giggle from Jimmy, but he didn't mind it a bit.
Alex's eyes practically popped out of their sockets when Jimmy collapsed. He almost screamed as loudly as he could, until he noticed something. He say Jimmys Mouth open and close, so he presumed he was breathing. Making sure of this fact he was actually breathing he listened to the other boy, and he heard the air coming in and out. Thank gosh, he thought that he somehow had killed his boyfriend. He carefully placed the covers over the other boys body and just watched him sleep. That was a bit creepy, but he just thought that the other boy was cute as a button. The other boy actually seemed at peace, oddly enough, and that was interesting to him. Just a peace person lied there.
He wondered to himself how much he knew the other boy, did he really? He felt as if he did crazy enough, and he just blindly trusted his boyfriend. He didn't know why but he just did. Maybe it was love or maybe he could tell someone's character by looking at another. Most likely it was the loving, Alex just didn't know how not to trust another person. He was the most gullible if you wanted him to do something, in that regard he was an easy mark.
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Post by JIMMY DANGER REGALL on Sept 6, 2012 18:25:43 GMT -5
With his body temperature dropping to it's normal- well, normal for him -level, he curled closer to Alex as much as he could. He didn't move after that, paralyzed by the deep sleep he was in. That was something most people didn't know. If you were deep enough in sleep, and were experiencing REM, your body's largest muscles experienced paralysis. During this time, it was quite common to twitch. Jimmy actually did a couple times, his eyes and his fingers at least. It was a reaction to the dreaming he experienced after a good ten or fifteen minutes.
Fire. Everwhere. It was consuming the floor beneath him and the walls surrounding him. The posters and drawings on the wall burnt instantly, and the fire that had already eaten up the lower floor of the two story house was beginning to lick through the floorboards. Somehow, in the center of it all, sat a small, brown haired child. Jimmy shuddered in fear. It reminded him of the fire that consumed his house, his parents, and virtually his whole life as he'd known it. He bit his lip and darted forward to scoop up the kid and get him out of the fire. Feeling a twinge of a connection between himself and the room he was standing in, Jimmy recognized a drawing he'd done when he was a kid. Puzzled, he was caught off guard by a falling rafter. Frightened, he lurched out of the way, carrying the kid, who was at least twelve in his arms.
As they reached the landing of the stairs, he set the kid down, finally getting a good look at who it was, realizing that it was him from when he'd been a kid. As if he weren't controlling his own actions, he told the boy to run as fast as he could. The little boy nodded in terror and darted down the rest of the stairs, Jimmy lagging a little behind him. He felt a familiar pain in his side, down his leg and across his back, but he realized the flames weren't touching him. His eyes wide, he looked over at the boy, who'd been struck down by one of the firey boards. Gasping he rushed over and freed the kid shoving him out the door and into the arms of waiting firemen. Suddenly, a question ran through his mind. If that kid was him, then where was his dad? A cold chill went up his spine as he realized that he'd just went through the motions his dad had the night of the fire, only for it to be too late. The kid called out to him, and glancing up, the last things he saw was the burning ceiling collapsing above him.
His scar burned. It was as physical as it was mental, and he sat up straight in the bed, the covers falling off of him as he let out a gasp. His eyes were wide in horror and his body was chilled and covered in cold sweat. He wrapped his arms around himself and looked about the room, unable to remember how he'd gotten there in the first place. It took him a second to process that he was alive and that he hadn't actually been burned, yet the pain and burning sensation still didn't go away. He stood up carefully, as not to wake up Alex, figuring it was probably about nine a.m.
Picking up his shirt on his way through the game room, he put it on and slowly climbed the stairs, turning to the left as he reached the hall and opening the door that was there. He was greeted with an empty room and nostalgically, he walked to the center of it, looking around before sitting down and pulling his knees to his chest, staring at the wall.
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Post by chewiebub5 on Sept 6, 2012 23:37:51 GMT -5
Alex fell asleep as soon as Jimmy curled up to him, and he held the other boy in his own arms, somewhat tightly. It was a kiss on the head that he gave, as if it were something mothering you do to a child. Maybe it was kind of like that love, but more sensual and possibly even deeper. His eyes closed quickly and he was trying to warm up the cold body next to him, maybe that would comfort the other boy as much it did to him.
He dreamt; it was a dream that Alex just knew he'd like. It was a pleasurable one, somewhat like many of his. They weren't as, well, erotic as this one. It wasn't exactly something that Alex would gladly admit to, due to the fact that it was very sensual in nature, and his response was horrible. It was really odd as all heck, in all honesty, and it was very inappropriate and new to the young boy. It wasn't scary, but it was very, very scary in another regard, oddly enough.
Alex felt a thud, Jimmy's mouth was against his and they were lying on the bed. It was very early in the day, as if dawn had just come and it was new. Jimmy was pressing him against the wall and Alex was suddenly pushing the other boy onto the bed. The lights were out, and moans could be heard in the background. Alex's little toy was standing straight up and a grunt, or something of that sort was escaping his mouth.
A movement, was made by him, it was rough kisses in the dark. Playfully Alex played with Jimmy's jeans, and he took is own shirt off. Jimmy pulled back and whispered, "You're good at this," Then the other boy ripped over Alex's last piece of clothing. Another moan came from Jimmy's mouth as he stroked Alex's cheek affectionately.
With a bit of a thud he awoke, when he felt Jimmy away from him. He wanted, no actually needed, the other boy to be with him right now. In a moment, when he followed the sound of the other boys footsteps, he was out of bed. He snuck around and waited until the other boy was in the room until he entered. The look, from Alex's words, 'afraid as if the boogey man had come', kind of like yesterday when Alex was afraid for Jimmy. He moved, as if he were a ninja, across the room and wrapped his arms around the other boy. "What's wrong?" Comforting the other boy; he just stroked Jimmy's hair and kissed the others head.
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Post by JIMMY DANGER REGALL on Sept 7, 2012 16:04:20 GMT -5
He quietly sat like that for a few minutes before he felt someone's arms around him. He didn't need a flashing neon sign to know it was Alex. At first he flinched, both because he was afraid and because the other boy had accidentally touched the painful reminder of the fire that was hidden under his shirt. Awkwardly relaxing into it, shifting so his scar wasn't being touched, he whimpered quietly and buried his head in Alex's shoulder.
Taking a few minutes to calm down, he breathed slowly, but still couldn't manage to stop shaking from the night terrors. Jimmy was more afraid right now than he'd ever been in a while. Even if it was just a dream. The fire and the pain and the burning had felt all too real to him, especially since he was afraid of fire in the first place.
Looking up with a haunted look stilll left in his eyes from the dream, he looked to Alex, still trembling. "F-fire. Everywhere." was all he could really manage to reply before burrowing into his embrace and letting it comfort him. He wrapped his arms around Alex and pressed close, playing with the ends of the other's boy's hair idly. It calmed his nerves a little, but still didn't stop the scar from burning. Jimmy shivered, even though his body was warmer than it normally was, at the very thought of the imperfection that covered a large part of his body. He could almost remember how the burning boards from the cieling fell on him, trapping and burning him instantly.
Whispering in protest at the thoughts and memories, he stared at Alex for a moment, debating with himself whether or not to tell the kid about it. He knew he should, because for all intents and purposes they were together, but it was almost physically painful for himto explain it. Rather than try to, he glanced at the walls, briefly looking back at the other boy. "Who's room is this?" he asked, frowning slightly.
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Post by chewiebub5 on Sept 7, 2012 23:41:55 GMT -5
Not asking what was wrong, and asking for him to really describe what he meant by this, was difficult for him. More so than usual, keeping his mouth shut about the topic would be very difficult especially when he cared so much about the other boy. He bit the inside of his mouth, trying to hide the fact that it killed him not to ask about the complete explanation.
He stroked the other boys hair as a shiver went through the other body, what could shake the other boy this much up? Alex didn't know, and he was sure that sometime he would find out, one way or another. Another kiss on the head was warranted for sure. At least Jimmy was letting Alex comfort him, it would have hurt if he had rejected the innocent boy. Rejection from someone you love, hurts more than being punched in the side. It was like grief in a way, a lot like it actually. Change and grief were alike as well, rejection just couldn't compare to change. Change usually just sucked majorly; it wasn't something to look forward to. No matter what choice you make, you give up something in exchange.
A look of shock, and sadness swept over his face, as if it were a shadow quickly casting itself over an object. Alex gave some type of look of pure pain, it hurt to be asked about what room this was. Who this room used to belong to, it was to his sister. She died when he was eight; she was his best friend and she was a year older than he. They were closer than identical twins, they just were a part of each other. "It was my sisters, before she..." Alex covered his face, as if to keep himself from choking on the tears that fell on the drop of a dime. He still loved his sister; he missed her so much it hurt sometimes. He'd try to ask her a question; and she wasn't able to answer.
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Post by JIMMY DANGER REGALL on Sept 8, 2012 9:52:02 GMT -5
It was a strange kind of feeling to be this afraid of something. Jimmy usually didn't even react this way when he was around needles, and he really didn't like those. He'd decided that quickly after he'd gotten the tattoo on his hip. Fire just traumatized him almost as much as it fascinated him. It made his eyes still hold that look of terror and it made his body quake. No, there weren't a lot of things that scared him, in reality he was only freaked out by two or three things, maybe less than that, but none of the things could compare to fire.
Rejection was just the kind of thing he was opposed to at the moment. He needed all the comfort he could get to calm him down from this kind of fear. Plus, he'd been rejected most of his life, so it would be incredibly stupid of him to try and push away any affection he was receiving now. He loved the feeling of being loved. He felt horrible for asking though, realizing how much pain he'd just caused with a simple question. He turned the tables, no matter how afraid he was, and he crawled out of the embrace, pulling Alex closer so that the boy was resting against his chest. He was still trembling, which was probably an unpleasant feeling, but it was the best he could do. He kissed Alex's forehead, hugging him close. "I'm sorry. Forget I even asked. Please don't cry." he murmured quickly.
He really wanted to ask who the house had belonged to before Alex had moved in. He wanted to know why it looked so similar to his childhood home, and why the neighborhood seemed so familiar to him. He was desperately curious. Maybe not even that, he was almost so curious that he was in dire need of knowing, or maybe just being told something that would put some closure on his interest in the strangeness of the house. Standing up and carrying Alex out of the room, he glanced back at the emptiness of it, closing the door behind him.
Walking back to Alex's room, he set the other boy down and breifly debated whether it was even a good idea to stay around. It was only the second day and he'd already made the younger boy cry at least six times. Jimmy was starting to doubt if the kid would be safe around him if he couldn't manage to stop the tears that fell so easily. He almost wished he'd known not to bring it up, and was silently cursing at himself for being so stupid. He couldn't do anything right. He was only suited for life on the street, and Alex was just one of those things that he wanted but couldn't have. And he knew it. He pulled the covers around Alex again and sat at the edge of the bed, looking at his feet in shame.
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