forum One-On-One Romance Roleplay | Closed!

Started January 14, 2020 by Deleted user

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Will sighed and looked at Ryan, who looked a bit pissed off.
Will forced a smile, looking a bit frightened. “Uh, it’s complicated?”
Ryan narrowed his eyes, tapping his foot annoyed. “So you bring a guy home and you flirt with him? Very weird.”
Will chuckled. “Are you jealous you don’t have any friends?”
Ryan growled. “Friends? That guy was basically your boyfriend. I’m surprised you didn’t make out with all the flirting you did.”
Will’s face flushed red, and he got defensive, it was only normal. “It’s not like that!”
“You exchange phone numbers, you smiled a bunch, either you like him a bunch, and he probably does the same amount, or you’re dating.”
Will walked over to his room. “Shut up Ryan. You don’t know anything about socializing. You sit in front of a screen all day and yell.”

( lmao. )

Sorrel finally neared the apartment building he lived in. After another tired feeling, he made it into his room, and once he got there, collapsed on his bed. He clutched his phone, close to his chest. "What the Hell, Sorrel. You're not like this." Came a voice in his mind. "I know, okay? Don't make fun of me. I was trying something new, and I needed a coffee, okay?" He rambled, responding to his mind. He thought of how the day went, and he honestly loved it so much. "Maybe I'm guilty of a little romance.." He mumbled, before the world went black. Oh well for staying up, he was out, cold.

Will sighed, collapsing on his bed, clutching Sorrel’s phone number. His face completely red while his stomach knotted in nerves. Why am I like this? I haven’t felt like this since high school. What’s wrong with me? Will looked over to a cup of raspberry iced tea Ryan made. Will smiled, but not because of Ryan. Will blinked, getting something through his thick skull. Oh god. I like him. Oh no…

Sorrel's mind drifts to a lot of places when he's asleep. Tonight, it went off someplace magical, meet the romantic side of his brain. He imagined himself going back to the cafe, and as he entered, Will stood there. He was in a tux, and the backdrop suddenly changed to a wedding. He laughed in reality, rolling over a little. He wondered why he was thinking of the scene, like that. He looked down at himself.. and he was in a tux as well. He made the connection as for what was going on. A wedding. "It's too soon for this," He mumbled, rolling over again. He laid, pressed on top of his phone. "Will doesn't like me, not at all.." He murmured.

Will stayed up, he couldn’t sleep. Will was the type get good sleep, but today was different. Ever since he realized his true feelings, his brain mocked him viciously. He held his head, trying to get rid of the head ache that started because of his lack of sleep. Ryan, suddenly, not politely, walked right in.
He glanced over. “You’re still awake? It’s like 2 am. It’s unlike you to miss sleep like this.”
Will sighed. “I-I’m fine…”
Ryan chuckled. “You stutter when you’re worried. I’ve known you since we were kids, don’t try to hide it.”
Ryan walked over and sat beside Will, patting Will’s head. “So what’s wrong cus? Something happen?”
“I-I think.. something’s wrong with me.” Will said. “I keep thinking of Sorrel… you know.. that guy that was here.”
Ryan let go of Will. “Ha, Will, the last time you liked someone was freshman year, after they cheated on you, you ignored others, what’s up with that?”
“I know.. but… I don’t know what I should do…”
“Just ask him on a date don’t be blunt, do it straight to his face.” Ryan smiled.

Sorrel opened his eyes. He didn't want to continue thinking of a fantasy that wasn't real. He approached his desk, and clicked a little lamp on. He noticed a pile of unsorted paperwork sitting there, and it seemed to keep piling up. "This is agitating." He whispered. He began to sort the papers, because it was seemingly one of the only things he could do. He had three piles to create with them. As he sorted them, his mind drifted back into the dream he'd had. "Stop, please," He whined, to himself. "I don't want to see that right now, I'm working."

Will glanced over to his phone, resting. Ryan walked out, silently, not saying a word, not even giving a sign. Will looked at the paper, taking in Sorrel’s hand writing. Why am I like this? Will took his phone off the nightstand, and entered the number into his contacts. He took a deep breath and texted, ‘Hey, you there? It’s me, Will.’ He put his phone back down when he sent it, and grabbed his head. What am I doing. I’m such an idiot…

Sorrel suddenly heard a buzz sounding from his bed. He noticed a glowing spot there, and it intrigued him. "Hmm, what's this, now?" He asked. He lazily went back to his bed, and sat on it. He picked his phone up, and it was a message from someone unknown, and he could only read half of it from the lock screen. He guessed it was Will, though he could have been wrong. He opened the text, and ended up being right. 'Yeah, up and at 'em.' He responded, as fast as he could. He sent the message, and wondered why Will was thinking of him.

Will sighed, loosing hope, when suddenly, he got a notification. Will grabbed his phone, anxiety starting to build. He read the message. Ok, he responded. I got this. Just like Ryan said, say it straight to him. Will shook as he typed out a message, he kept restarting. ‘I couldn’t sleep. I have this thing I need to tell you though, if you don’t mind.’ Will hit the send button, and started to doubt himself, he groaned, and hid his face, putting his phone face down on his lap.

Sorrel squinted at the message. He tilted his head. 'What's up, Will? Are you okay?' He typed out, and sent. Will sounded nervous, and Sorrel was wondering why. He didn't want Will to have been hurt after he was gone, or to have somehow suddenly had an issue. 'You can tell me whatever, I won't judge, I promise.' He typed. He really got nervous and sent the message. He really had no idea what to expect.

Will took a deep breath, feeling the notification vibration on his lap. He picked up his phone, he could tell his face was extremely red. He slowly, and shakily typed out a message, it read. ‘Hey, I know we haven’t known each other for long, but, would you like to go out tomorrow? It’s Saturday so I’m off…’ Will hit send, then dropped his phone. He couldn’t believe what he just did.

Sorrel, as he read the message, threw his phone at the wall. What was he supposed to feel? He hadn't been on a date in a while, especially since what happened the last time. He got up and carefully picked his device up, frowning at a few small cracks in the screen. 'Sure, that sounds wonderful, I'll bring a few things that'll help me stay awake, too. Today isn't the first time I've passed out, haha.' Typed and sent. He blushed a little, wondering how the day would work out.

(Sorrel be like, THIS BITCH EMPTY, YEET. I’m so sorry)
Will picked it up, he couldn’t believe it, she squealed a bit, realized he did then screamed of embarrassment. Ryan walked in, and smirked.
“Knew you could do it. He said yes didn’t he?” Ryan asked, a cocky tone in his voice.
Will nodded, his face completely red. Will still couldn’t comprehend anything that just happened.

( lol it's fine, lmao )

'You said you liked the park, how about a date there? And we could do some other things too, whatever floats your boat.' Sorrel typed. He wasn't sure how the message would go over, but he sent it anyways. "Am I really ready for this kind of thing?" He asked. He pulled his knees close to his chest, and held onto his phone much tighter than before.

Ryan picked up Will’s phone, and grinned. He typed out; ‘I think we should go to the café, since we met there, maybe afterwards we go to the park. How does that sound?’
Will looked over, nodding, giving approval for Ryan to send it. Ryan sent it, then patted Will on the back. “Good job cus, you did it. Doesn’t it feel great to get things off your chest?”
Will smiled. “Y-Yeah…”

'You're right, that sounds really good, much better.' He wrote. He sent it before realizing how nervous he sounded. He laid his head on the caps of his knees. "Dear me, Will, you never cease to surprise.." He mumbled. He completely let himself fall over, and relaxed a lot more. He laughed a little bit, he really thought he might enjoy this.

Will smiled, and feel over, laying down on his bed, relaxing himself. Ryan smiled, then left the room, letting Will fall asleep.