forum Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed

Started June 13, 2019 by @bubblegum

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"It feels nice…" Scipio translated quietly, leaning his head against Bridge's hand.

"Oh." Bridge smiled shyly, blushing a little more.

"Continuate, per favore…" Scipio couldn't quite pin down what about this he liked so much, but he didn't really care. It relaxed him and it felt good.

Bridge was smart enough to know what that meant, at least, so he did. He kept stroking Scipio's incredibly fluffy hair, sometimes winding a bit of it around his finger.

"Mmm…" Scipio sighed softly, a pink tint staying in his cheeks. "So, I was thinking… What if we just went back to the cell if they don't find us in a while and convince them that we were there all along?"

"We could," Bridge said, tilting his head. "Are…are you going to?"

"Not just yet… if they don't find us in the next half hour, then yes." Scipio's eyes were still closed, and he seemed to be enjoying the petting.

"Okay." He agreed with a small nod, leaning just a little closer to Scipio. He wanted to lean on him, but wasn't sure if it was…a good idea.

"Whatever you're hesitating about, go ahead…" Scipio muttered. "Don't forget I can read people, and you in particular are an open book."

"Oh…okay," Bridge said with a bit of a blush, leaning fully on Scipio while still petting his hair.

Scipio's face flushed a bit more, but he didn't do anything to stop Bridge. The hallway outside was silent, which told him that guards were elsewhere looking for him.

Bridge noticed Scipio's own blush and smiled rather shyly to himself. He still couldn't entirely process that Scipio liked him - sure, he knew that yes, he was gay and liked Bridge, but Bridge himself couldn't seem to accept this as fact.

"Dio, ho davvero perso la testa adesso, vero?" Scipio muttered to himself, tapping his foot on the ground.

Bridge had no idea what he was saying, and he didn't seem to be addressing Bridge, so he said nothing, continuing to run a constant hand through his hair.

We'll have to leave soon… Scipio opened his eyes to glance up at a clock on the wall.

Bridge noticed this, looking to him. "Are…should we leave now?"

"Probably." Scipio stood up and checked the hallway, gesturing for Bridge to follow once he was sure it was clear. They made it back to the cell without any problems and Scipio closed the door, going over to sit on the bench.

((I find this very amusing. They're just. Letting themselves back inside the cell))
Bridge followed him, sitting next to him and bringing his knees to his chest again.

(Yep)
Scipio lay his head back in Bridge's lap, waiting for confused guards to come by.
(Also, it's 4:30 am for me and I'm sick so I should probably sleep. See you in a few hours lol)

((Alright, see ya!))
Bridge blushed a little more, glancing to the wall before returning his hand to Scipio's hair.

After a few minutes, some guards skidded to a stop outside the cell. "What're we running around for?! He's right there!"

Bridge froze, looking up at him. He couldn’t believe it had actually worked.

Scipio waved to the guards. "Hello, boys. Dave fed you some story about me escaping again?" They nodded, seeming frustrated. However, they were frustrated with Dave, not Scipio. Scipio smirked a bit to himself.

Bridge couldn’t help but smile a little bit, looking back over to the guards.

"We'll have to have a word with him…" "You do that. Have a nice day!" Scipio waved goodbye to the guards, chucking softly once they were gone.