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

Started March 16, 2020 by @Fraust

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"Hopefully. I'm sick and tired of falling over and over. Almost fell down the stairs once or twice."

"Sure." Cliff picked at a scab on his arm. "Just need to practice. You'll get there."

Rowan nodded a bit. "Yeah… thanks, Cliff. Um… for everything."

"It's no skin off my back." Cliff shook his head. "Don't worry about it."

"But it's… it's important to me, you know? Even though it's no big deal to you, it means a lot to me that you're willing to be here…"

"We're friends, Ro. I'm not gonna just abandon you like a dog. C'mon." Cliff responded in turn. "Be a shitty friend if I did."

Rowan smiled weakly. "But still… I mean… it means a lot to me that you guys are willing to stick around me anyways considering I can't really be alone and all."

"Again. Don't sweat it." He shook his head, holding up his hands. "We all live different lives, brother. Sometimes we gotta accommodate."

Rowan looked up at Cliff, still smiling a bit. "I just… wanted you to know it's appreciated. I try not to take it for granted."

Cliff nodded again. "Look- I get it. I do." He looked at the TV screen, where the long string of commercials was only midway done. "You're fine, though."

Rowan nodded and fell quiet for a bit. "…Sorry…"

"About what?" Cliff looked back over at Rowan.

"Um… for bothering you, I guess… in like, every way."

"You're fine. I wasn't doin' anythin' today anyways, if that's what you're worried about."

Rowan shrugged. "I mean, even so… you had to go out of your way to deal with my stupid ass…"

"You're fine. Really." Cliff shook his head. "Don't worry about it."

"I know, I know… you don't even really care that much and I keep pestering you about it. That's really what I'm sorry about, to be honest."

"Ro, brother, relax." Cliff's words came out in a slight sigh. "You're overthinkin' it all."

"Yeah, yeah… I do that." Rowan sighed. "I'll just… leave you alone… sorry."

"Wh-" Cliff started, but cut himself off. He exhaled rather forcefully, maybe more than he expected or wanted to. "Alright."

Rowan fidgeted a bit, trying to focus on the football game instead of his swirling thoughts to varying degrees of success.

Cliff watched as well, mostly silent if not for his occasional cheers or barking comments at the players.

Rowan glanced over at the clock after a while. It had already been a few hours. Another game had started after the other one. He couldn't quite remember when Damien was getting back, but he hoped it was soon.

Cliff checked the time on his shattered phone screen. 6:30 already. Damien would be back in half an hour, give or take 15 minutes.

At some point, Milo had joined Rowan and Cliff on the couch and was currently laying between them. Rowan was close to dozing off, just idly scratching behind Milo's ears.