forum In Fair Verona // Modern Romeo and Juliet // Private RP - CLOSED

Started February 05, 2019 by @blue_topaz

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“Truth, okay…” I grinned widely at her while I thought. “What color looks best on me?” I gave her an exaggerated wink, hardly stiffling a loud bout of laughter.

“I hate you,” I muttered, slapping my free hand over my face. From between my fingers, I whispered a muffled ‘red’ before squeezing my eyes shut.

“Noted.” I pulled Juliet closer to me. “So I must look so charming in my fuzzy red pajama bottoms right now, right?”

“Yeah, yeah,” I mumbled, tugging lightly on my bottom lip. “Whatever you say….. truth or dare?”

“Truth.” I leaned back, resting my head against the railing so I could see the sky.

It took me a minute or so to piece together a question, my brow furrowing slightly. "No bullshitting me. I won't judge you unless your answer is gross. But…… Say that right now, I would be okay with whatever you did. With whatever you said. No matter what it was. What's the first thing you would do?"

I turned my head to look at Juliet. “You’d be upset by the answer.” I replied softly, weakly chuckling.

(I'm rereading this whole thing…. needless to say, I'm crying a little)

"Tell me," I very nearly implored him, raising my eyes to meet his and squeezing his hand lightly. "Please?"

“I’d kiss you.” I breathed out, my voice hardly above a whisper. “I’d kiss you as long as you let me. But I know you’re not into me like that. I’m just… I’m glad you let me stay your friend, at least. Your company makes me happy.”

My heart lodged in my throat, blood rushing in my ears. I shifted into a cross-legged position leaned forward to hide my face behind tremoring hands. This whole scene was a complete, ugly mess. I was a mess. He was too—We both were. The hopelessly tangled knot of emotions I'd been dragging around for weeks constricted, tightened.

"I—Truth or dare?" I said abruptly, asking him again. Pick dare. Please, for the love of God, pick dare.

I sighed, figuring she wanted to pretend I had never said that. “I’m sorry.” I mumbled quietly, adding on a tentative, “Dare.”

I pressed the heels of both hands to my eyes, inhaling shakily. "I……. fuck. I'm going to regret this." And I most definitely was. As I straightened my back, knowing full well that I was about to make the worst decision of my entire life, I lowered my hands and turned my head skywards. "I—I dare you to do it. Kiss me."

(Oml this story plays with my emotions too much)

“Juliet…” I couldn’t even think. She asked me— no, she told me to kiss her. This couldn’t be happening. It didn’t seem real. “Do you actually— me?” I fumbled to get a grip on myself.

"Do it." My resolve was already dimming, the adrenaline rush giving way to a horrible dread. If he didn't do something soon, I would panic. I'd run. Just like I always did.

I didn't dare look him in the eye, didn't dare move a muscle. I sat there, frozen like a statue. Waiting for him to bring some warmth back into my life.

((SHALALALALALA MY OH MY, LOOK LIKE THE BOY TOO SHY, DON'T WANNA KISS THE GIRL!!! Cries This is the happiest night of my life!))

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It all seemed to be in slow motion. As if someone had dunked my head underwater, and made me watch myself from the murky depths. I shifted onto my knees, resting my cast in my lap. Then I leaned forward, agonisingly cautious as I brushed the hair out of hair face.

I meant for it to be gentle and romantic, but as soon as my lips touched hers my brain short circuited. All the pent up fervor. The passion. The tension. Finally released. I couldn’t think. Only feel. Electricity sparking through my veins like a drug. An addict getting my fix— hell, I’m the worst addict I know. The craving, had worsened without me knowing it. And now? Now it was sloppy and messy and chaotic.

I don’t think I was breathing. I’m not sure how I could have. The only thing I was actually aware of myself doing was resting my hand at the small of her back.

(DeAd)

(I HAVE REFRAINED FROM DOING SO BUT I CANNOT HELP MYSELF ANYMORE.)

Fireworks exploded through my body the moment his mouth touched down on mine. His hand went to my back, and, acting completely on instinct, I pushed my fingers into his hair and kissed him back, rough and hungry and desperate.

Romeo. I was kissing Romeo Montague. He was kissing me. My heart thundered in my chest, exhilaration shooting through my veins as I was plunged into a sea of ecstasy, mind going completely white. All I could feel were his hands on my body and his mouth claiming mine. When had I managed to fall this far? I hadn't even realized it until now—hadn't even begun to fathom what this boy had done to me. What he was doing to me. I kissed him back with passion, the fact that I was trembling all over not seeming to register. I kissed him like it was the end of the world.

And suddenly, I didn't think I wanted to ever let go.

(XD, I'm enjoying this about as much as you guys)

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