Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Sept 18, 2014 22:56:55 GMT
A bubble of light laughter escaped Blake's lips as he heard Braydon's reply, unable to keep a teasing smile from his face as he planted one final kiss to Braydon's mouth, tongue running gently across the roof of his mouth before he began properly, delicate fingers rapidly shifting Braydon's jeans down and off, entire body charged with a certain electric excitement.
--skippy skip skip--
Blake kissed Braydon lightly, having somehow managed to end up cuddling him gently afterwards, even if they were both very much naked. The kiss was softer than before, and the hint of desperation behind the earlier ones was gone, replaced by an idea of satisfaction and relief - almost as if Blake hadn't actually realised just how much he wanted it until it was already happening. Looking up at Braydon, he took a minute to just take in exactly how beautiful he was, gaze brushing over every inch of his face, from his messy bed head that seemed to sit just right to the curve of his mouth when it hung slightly open - from the sharp angle of his jaw to the way his eyes seemed to change colour in different lights, even though right now they shone a bright green colour, the type that even experienced authors would be unable to do justice for when they described them. And that's when it hit him.
Blake was undoubtedly in love with the boy in his bed, and he was fairly sure he had been for a very long time.
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Out of Town
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Post by Braydon Anderson on Sept 18, 2014 23:03:02 GMT
Braydon kissed Blake softly. "I'm sorry about the scratch marks." Braydon teased quietly. "And I also really hope your poor mother didn't hear that." Braydon said with a smile. He felt happy right there and didn't want to move. Being with Blake was one of the best things to happen to him and he couldn't have been happier.
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Sept 18, 2014 23:33:57 GMT
Blake didn't say anything, wanting to just laugh it off and then inform Braydon that his mum had actually gone out a few minutes before it had happened, Braydon had just been too busy almost moaning to notice the slam of the front door (in all fairness, it wasn't exactly easy to hear, either, it's just the Blake had spent many days whilst grounded waiting to hear the door shutting before he vaulted the fence in the back garden to meet up with Braydon, determined that just because he'd done something stupid - like stolen his English teacher's phone and changed all the names of the contacts to fictional characters like Severus Snape and Tony Stark - it didn't mean he wasn't going give up seeing his best friend). And yet he couldn't find words. In fact, Blake was finding himself speechless for the first time in years, so caught off guard by the sudden revelation.
He couldn't love Braydon, could he? He was just Braydon, and that's all he ever had been. He was the boy next door, the childhood friend, the first love you never quite got over... The kind of boy you only read books about and dreamed of meeting. He was so warm and fuzzy, and also all kinds of hilarious without even realising it. He was just so utterly unforgettable, and Blake couldn't imagine lying in this situation with anyone else but him. Nervously, he lifted one hand and rested it against Braydon's lips, shushing him for a minute whilst he slowly leaned into him, pulling his finger away as their lips brushed together, Blake deciding to steal a kiss to calm his nerves before his next sentence, which he only just managed to whisper, voice surprisingly quiet considering just how loud he usually was.
"Braydon, I think I'm in love with you."
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Out of Town
210 posts.
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Post by Braydon Anderson on Sept 18, 2014 23:37:56 GMT
Braydon blushed a little when Blake said that. He smiled at him. "I'm majorly in love with you too." Braydon said quietly. His hands running up and down Blake's back softly.
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Sept 18, 2014 23:56:19 GMT
"Nono you don't understand. I-" Blake still didn't know what to say, not quite sure how to explain that he honestly had no idea how or when this feeling had arisen, especially since he was fairly positive it'd been there a long time, he'd just been a little too oblivious to everything to notice. He wasn't used to feeling like this, the entire thought of it baffling him slightly. But it was different for Braydon. According to most people at school, Braydon he been fairly blatant about it since he was young, everyone basically figuring it out before Blake had even realised Braydon was gay. It was an amazing feeling, but it was also kind of terrifying.
"-I love you. I love you like Alec loved Magnus - like Ron loved Hermione - and I'm fairly sure I have since we met, I was just living in a little bubble of tv shows and ignorance and hoping no one popped it because I didn't really want to face reality. But the reality is that I love you, and that I'm terrified because I don't think I know how to stop, so I've just kind of been hoping I never have to." His cheeks flushed red, words tumbling out in a semi-nervous rush, almost like he'd gone from not knowing what to say to being unable to stop talking, feeling a little like he had to explain himself every time he opened his mouth.
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Out of Town
210 posts.
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Post by Braydon Anderson on Sept 19, 2014 0:02:55 GMT
Braydon couldn't help but smile and kiss Blake softly. "You won't have to." Braydon said. He kissed him again. "I'll always be there you can't get rid of me that easily. "
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Sept 19, 2014 0:37:29 GMT
Blake blushed even brighter, cheeks flushing a bright pinkish colour, somehow managing to be more happy and confused than he had been in a long time but not really caring either way, even if he wasn't entirely sure what was going on (other than that he was starting to get a bit of a headache, but he'd got them a lot even before the accident, he'd just neglected to tell anyone). "You really don't realise how terrifying this is, do you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at Braydon, gaze lifting to look Braydon in the eyes properly, knowing he didn't want to be hiding away for any reason whilst he talked. "I've, uh, I've never needed anyone like I need you."
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Out of Town
210 posts.
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Post by Braydon Anderson on Sept 19, 2014 0:42:25 GMT
Braydon shrugged,"I guess since I've always let myself have a crush on you even before I told everyone that I was gay that I just have trouble seeing how hard it may be." Braydon said quietly. He began fooling around with the bed sheets twirling the around his finger.
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Sept 19, 2014 1:43:15 GMT
"I guess," Blake replied with a shrug, deciding just to leave his crazy revelation now. Yes, he loved Braydon, and that was definitely something he'd have to get used to (especially since it seemed like the constant longing for the guy he was currently hugging wasn't going to go away soon. If anything, he felt like it'd probably just get worse). "My mum isn't in, by the way, she left soon after you arrived... She, uh - I kind of haven't told her about us..." he trailed off, feeling like Braydon should know for some reason. After all, knowing his luck, Braydon would end up kissing him whilst his mum was in the room, and that was definitely something that he couldn't actually explain away like he wanted to. Almost a little sleepily, Blake rested his head against Braydon's shoulder, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him about as close as he could without feeling suffocated.
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Out of Town
210 posts.
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Post by Braydon Anderson on Sept 19, 2014 1:45:51 GMT
"Why haven't you told her?" Braydon asked softly. His hand ran through Blake's hair. He kissed the top of his head and looked at him.
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Sept 19, 2014 1:59:27 GMT
"Because," Blake replied quietly, steadying his own heartbeat by listening to Braydon's, fingers of one hand gently tracing an invisible circle on Braydon's chest. "This year she's already the mother whose son was in a car accident, the mother of the kid that has probably been on more drugs than she'd like to admit, and the mother of the kid with cancer..." He trailed off at the last one, knowing he shouldn't bring it up but deciding quickly after he found out that there wasn't much point moping about it. After all, what use did getting upset have? No, it was better to get over it and deal with things head on than get tied up in your own illness. "I just don't want to add 'gay' to the list of all the things that she has to deal with already. She'd be fine with it because she's fine with you, but she'd just worry about what everyone thought, and you know better than anyone that people are still homophobic..."
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Out of Town
210 posts.
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Post by Braydon Anderson on Sept 19, 2014 2:40:53 GMT
Braydon nodded,"I see." What Blake said make perfect we've to him at least. Braydon was also the kid to hide his sexuality for most of his life. Especially because of his dad.
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Sept 19, 2014 10:41:10 GMT
"I will tell her eventually though, I promise. I just - not now." His voice was still quiet as he adjusted the way he way lying on Braydon, it slowly dawning on him that they were both still very much naked, and that the reality was that his mum could possibly get home at any minute. Pulling himself away from Braydon, he kissed him gently, fingers curling through his hair and pulling on it light before finally whispering, "we should probably get dressed."
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Out of Town
210 posts.
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Post by Braydon Anderson on Sept 19, 2014 10:46:24 GMT
Braydon smiled at Blake and nodded. He stood up and put his clothes back on then laid back in the bed. "So what should we do now?" Braydon asked quietly. He glanced over at Blake.
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Sept 19, 2014 12:01:57 GMT
Blake took slightly longer to get dressed than Braydon did. After all, he'd actually been in his pajamas when Braydon came over, and so actually had to think about what to wear. He pulled a pair of jeans on first, turning to look at his back just so that he could assess the damage. "Jeez Braydon - I'm going to have to change in the toilet for gym for, like, a week," he teased playfully, a small smirk forming at the edges of his lips as he finally pulled a white polo shirt over his head and pulling his beanie back over his head, only then skimming his attention back to Braydon again.
"Is there anything you want to do?" He asked in reply, raising a lazily eyebrow at him as he shoved his hands in his back pockets, lips still painted into a teasing smirk.
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