@Painted-Iris group
(Wren: has ptsd of mother waving around his soul and then cries in the floor)
(Wren: has ptsd of mother waving around his soul and then cries in the floor)
(Mother: I'm not gonna hurt you dear, come on. It's Therapy time)
“It’s alright. I don’t mind too much.” Blake said, not at all hesitating to wrap his arms around Kye again.
"You say that, but I want you to be honest," Kye said with a pout. From day one, all Blake had done was let him do mostly as he wished. He never seemed to be anything but calm. "Tell me what would make you happy."
(My brain just imagines Blake going: "you make me happy" and i can't, i've read too much fluff today)
Okay, maybe Derlik was a bit like others. The two boys just seemed to be getting along so well… He was glad for it, too. They did spend most of their time together, after all.
(Mother: I'm not gonna hurt you dear, come on. It's Therapy time)
(Wren: Begins to silently cry)
(fricking dang it, i just realized i only rp guys anymore and almost all of them are gay or used to be gay)
(Wren's the case of used to be but now he's like: haha i only love dogs and making things)
(Mother, picking Wren up: let's go get you some cookies and hot chocolate)
(Ocu and Is: he loves us :) )
(Marcos: cries in messed Wren up)
Blake stayed silent for a moment, thinking before responding. “I don’t know.” They said simply. They never really thought about those types of things.
(fricking dang it, i just realized i only rp guys anymore and almost all of them are gay or used to be gay)
((So few of my characters are straight :’) ))
(My brain just imagines Blake going: "you make me happy" and i can't, i've read too much fluff today)
((Awwwwww))
Blake stayed silent for a moment, thinking before responding. “I don’t know.” They said simply. They never really thought about those types of things.
"No, you gotta want something. You're always doing things to help me, let me do something for you. Think of something," he continued. Kye wanted to know what would make his friend feel good. He wanted to return the favor. He practically owed it to them.
(Kye: Darn it I wish I were older so I could pick you up in my arms and hold you all to myself while you're like this.)
(Blake: 0///0)
((Derlik in the background like “HA THATS GAY”))
“I don’t know, Kye.” They repeated. “I suppose I’m just happy being here, with you.” Of course they’d had aspirations and things they’d wanted before he’d met Kye and Derlik. But they’d learned long ago not to hold on to things like that. They could be taken away too easily.
Kye pulled back, resting his hands on the other's shoulders looking him in the eyes. "I'm happy to be with you too, but there's gotta be something you've always wanted to do or have? Name it and it's yours. I want to thank you in more than just words," he argued, seeming determined.
“Nothing that I can think of.” They said. They’d never had much desire for material things. Or if they had, they’d long grown out of it by now.
Kye let his shoulders droop, leaning slowly into Blake again. He seemed sad that he couldn't seem to treat his friend to something nice. They deserved the world at this point. After all the times he cried… all the times he had to sit out on full sized hugs, full sized anything. "But you deserve it…" he pouted.
(all i'm imagining is older Kye and he's 100% a twink o boi)
(( XD definitely ))
“Don’t be upset, Kye. There’s nothing I want from you right now. If you really want to do something for me, then I’ll be happy with whatever it is.” They reassured, patting Kye on the back softly.
((Also have I mentioned that Blake’s parents are shit))
(no but i figured)
Kye didn't move, still seeming bummed. "But I wanted you to pick. I always pick what we do and that's not fair to you," he sighed. The gentle touches were still from Blake giving. The boy then rewrapped his arms around the other, hoping that counted some in his thanks. But it was really his own high standards he was pushing himself for, not anyone else's. Both Blake and Derlik were already happy with him.
“Well if I ever think of something, I’ll be sure to let you know, okay?” Blake said, still holding on to the other.
That alone seemed to cheer Kye up immediately. “Promise?” he asked, tone quiet. He let the other hold him, satisfied for now.
“Promise.” They replied, even though they knew there probably wouldn’t be anything they wanted. He was just glad that it seemed to cheer Kye up.
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