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

Started March 16, 2020 by @Fraust

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“If you’re sure, man, but be careful, okay?” He backed off, jacket slung over his shoulder. “Can’t be stayin’ here another night.” He laughed a little at that, ignoring the way that the sterility of the room made his skin crawl.

"Yeah… would you mind grabbing my crutches? I'm kinda crippled and incompetent." Rowan laughed weakly, gripping the cot so he wouldn't fall over.

“‘Course, man. Here ya go.” He picked up the crutches and handed them over to Rowan, watching him carefully to catch him if he fell again.

After a few more minutes of slowly moving around on the crutches, Rowan seemed to have grasped the concept. He didn't fall all the time anymore, anyways. "Is he here?"

“My dad? Lemme check, hold on..” Damien fished for his phone, fumbling it out of his pocket. “Uh- yep! He said he’s waiting outside the main entrance, alright.”

"Cool… elevator time it is, then." Rowan managed to get himself out into the hall and into the elevator that could take them to the ground floor. "Could you press the button?"

“Sure can.” Damien complied, pressing the button for the main floor and waiting for the elevator to take them down. “You finally get the hang of those crutches?”

"Not really, but I can kinda get around now. I'll probably get used to it." Rowan left the elevator when it stopped and waited for Damien to open the door before heading outside. "Hi, Mr. Caruso."

(i’m probably gonna hit the hay soon, just letting you know! gn in advance!)

Damien nodded, following Rowan outside to meet up with his dad.

“Morning, boys! Damien, Rowan- how’s your leg doing?” Damien’s dad asked, going ahead and opening the door for Rowan to get in the car. “Donny here said you had a nasty fall!” He patted Damien’s head.

(Alrighty <3)
"Hurts pretty bad… Thanks for asking. And thanks for coming to pick us up." Rowan managed to get into the car with some difficulty and buckled himself in, sighing softly.

“It’s nothing! I drive by here on my way back from the airport anyways, so I figured I could at least swing by and pick you two up.” Damien’s dad laughed, checking to make sure that everyone was buckled before leaving. Damien hadn’t said much besides a quick ‘hello’ when his dad arrived.

Rowan looked over at Damien, trying to figure out why he was being so quiet. He figured he'd ask later. "Are we going to my house or yours, sir?"

“I figured we could drop you off at your house on our way back home. Does that sound good?” Damien’s dad asked as they came to a red light.

"Yeah, that's fine… thanks." Rowan looked over at Damien again and mouthed 'you good?' to him, still a bit concerned.

Damien nodded wordlessly, finally having tugged his jacket back on. He adjusted the sleeve cuffs as he gave Rowan a tight smile.

Rowan didn't seem convinced, but they'd stopped at his house before he could question Damien further. "Thanks for taking me home, Mr. Caruso." He pushed open the door and managed to get out without falling over.

“No problem, Rowan! Do you need help getting to the door, or do you think you can handle it?” He turned around, ready to tell Damien to get out of the car and help Rowan out. The other boy was already halfway unbuckled, just in case.

"Um… I think I can manage, but thanks anyways. Bye." Rowan made it to the door and balanced himself on one foot as he opened it. Once he'd succeeded at that, he waved and headed inside.

Damien returned the wave, as they drove off. Luckily their houses weren’t too far apart- same neighborhood, just a few streets apart. As soon as they got home, Damien headed straight up to his room and crashed on his bed, scrolling through his phone.

What's wrong?
Rowan sent the text to Damien once he managed to get to his own room and sighed softly.
You seemed upset about something in the car.

i’m fine lmao
Damien tugged on his jacket sleeves.
just thinkin ig

About what?
Rowan's dog, Milo, hopped onto the bed to cuddle up with him and make him feel better. Rowan took a selfie with the dog and texted it to Damien.

idk just stuff? things been kinda rough ngl
lots goin on
Damien blinked at the selfie, getting a strange tightness in his chest that he couldn’t fully explain.
damn i love milo

Yeah, Milo's great.
What's goin on?
Rowan curled himself around the precious doggo, running his fingers through Milo's soft fur.

idk my mom just kinda said some upsetting shit a couple days ago and its been fucking me up
Damien found himself looking back at the selfie. Somehow, it made him feel just a little better.