forum Boys will be boys (CLOSED MxM ROLEPLAY)(Stalkers welcomed and appreciated <3)

Started March 16, 2020 by @Fraust

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“Relax, man, just a question.” Damien’s voice was calm, just a little defensive when he said that. “I’m just sayin’, you got super chill as soon as you started cuddlin’ with the homies, so I’m just wondering.”

Rowan yawned a bit and shrugged, his eyes still closed. "I dunno…" He mumbled. "I'm real fucking tired…"

“Yeah, I can tell.. if you’re gonna go to sleep, though, just tell me so I can plan accordingly. I still gotta go at some point, y’know.” He patted Rowan’s head before continuing to pet his hair.

"Why you gotta leave? Just fucking… kill your parents or something. Or stay here forever. They can't kill you if you don't go back."

“..They know where you live, Ro. Plus, I gotta feed my cat ‘n change her litter, ‘cause I’m the only one that’ll do it.” Damien sighed, though it was more one of contentment than exasperation. “Wish I could stay here, though.”

"Bring Ginger here or something… Milo won't hurt her." Rowan yawned again and moved a little closer to Damien.

“Ha.. maybe. I’ll think about it. She’s a little beast, might eat him.” Now Damien was yawning too, entirely relaxed.

"Mmmm…" Milo watched the two of them from where he lay, seeming a bit curious and confused. Rowan pulled the blankets around his shoulders a bit more. "I wish you didn't have to go…"

Damien’s free hand lolled off the couch, trying to lure Milo close enough to pet. “I know, I know. Trust me, me too. I’d pay fuckin’ rent here if it meant I could stay.”

"Then do it… you'll be eighteen soon. Then your parents can't stop you." Milo got up and slowly made his way over, pushing his head up into Damien's hand when he arrived.

“Dude, your fuckin’ parents might.. plus, I gotta pay for too much right now, and my job sucks ass.” Damien laughed quietly, petting Milo gently as soon as he came over. “I dunno. It’s just.. ugh. Y’know?”

"You know, I'm not entirely convinced my parents even fucking exist. What if I actually just live here alone? I guess food keeps showing up in the fridge, though, and I'm not buying anything… kinda creepy when you think about it."

“Yeah, man, startin’ to think they’re just like.. cryptids. Dude, you might be bein’ raised by mothman.” Damien yawned again. “And I can’t tell if that’s good or bad or what.”

"'Raised' is a strong word…" Rowan sighed. "It's like both my parents fucking left when I was a kid so I never see them, but they never actually fucking left."

“..Yeah.” Damien drew Rowan closer, if that was even possible. Damien was warm. “‘t’s weird.. Maybe I get a new job soon, then I can pay rent ‘n shit here.” He snorted, only half joking. “Then ot won’t be so damn lonely around here.”

"I won't make you pay rent. I mean, you're welcome to give me money if you want, but I won't force you to." Rowan yawned again, finally seeming to be somewhat warm.

“Hah. Thanks. I think it’d be kinda weird if I just.. crashed here, though, wouldn't it?” Damien honestly seemed to be drifting off again, though he was trying to keep himself awake for the time being.

Rowan shrugged, clearly fading as well, though at a more rapid pace than Damien. "I don't really care, to be honest…"

“I’ll keep that in mind for when I inevitably get kicked out.” He hadn’t stopped petting Rowan, on the contrary, in fact: he actually had gotten a pretty good pace and rhythm going as he ran his fingers through his hair.

Rowan clearly liked having his hair touched and was clinging to his last bit of consciousness, only just awake at this point.

“You can go back to sleep, y’know..” He mumbled, barely on the cusp of consciousness himself. “I don’t really mind.”

"But you gotta go soon…" Rowan mumbled sleepily, yawning again. Milo licked at his hand and whined softly.

“I’ll come up with some dumb excuse..” Damien shut his own eyes, relaxing against Rowan and the couch. “Y’know I’m good at that.”

"Mhmm… might wanna… start thinking…" He mumbled, dozing off a few seconds later.

Damien sighed softly once he realized that Rowan had fallen asleep. “..Yeah. I better.” His voice was soft and quiet, just a step above a whisper. He fell asleep as well after a minute or two.