forum Romance one on one of some kind? (Closed)

Started April 08, 2019 by @gracehustle

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"Wow…if you had been caught, you'd be so dead." She nodded in thanks and put the paint away quickly, looking around at all the colors once she was done.

Rhydar put his paints away and waited for Jynna. "Good thing I transferred."

a brief look of confusion crossed her face and she glanced at him, "Where'd you transfer too? Is it a long ways away?"

He raised a brow. "Forgot already? Jynna, I transferred to your school."

"Oh, duh." Her face turned bright red and she tried to hide her face, "Nevermind me, I'm an idiot."

He smiled at her adorable blush. "You're adorable," he said out loud.

"Am not," She replied, the comment just making the blush spread and get brighter red.

His smile widened to a grin. "Quite the contrary, my Princess. I think you're very adorable, especially with that blush of yours that's only getting cuter."

She scowled at the ground and tugged her shirt up to cover the bottom half of her face and most of the blush, a tiny smile covered up as well "Shut up Prince, I'm not adorable."

He chuckled and came up to her. He gently pulled down her shirt from her face and lifted her chin up so that she was looking at him. "Then how about this: You're gorgeous and too good for someone like me."

"Hmmm," She thought for a moment then shook her head, "You're too good for someone like me, not the other way around," She looked around the shed, not making eye contact, "Well, good in a sense." She added quickly.

He huffed a laugh and stepped back slightly. "Then I guess we'll have to agree to disagree. Shall we go to the underground fighting ring?"

She nodded, "Just promise me one thing, that you won't get into any fights while we're there." Jynna took a small step back as well and smiled.

He returned her smile with one of his own. "Promise. I'm too scrawny to fight, remember?" He winked at her.

She rolled her eyes with a grin and started towards the door of the shed, reaching out and grabbing his hand, "Is there anything I should know or be warned about before we go there?"

He laced their fingers together. "If you're squeamish, this is probably not a good idea. There are drugs and bloody fights–duh–and… uhhh… really bad guys sometimes. Depends on the fights going on."

"I'm not squeamish with blood, but broken bones…that's a whole different thing. What do you mean by 'really bad guys' also?" She replied, heading outside and glancing at her graffiti on the wall.

"Men you don't want to get tangled with. Trust me, Princess. Just stay by my side and you won't have to worry about it."

"Ok," She squeezed his hand as they walked to the motorcycle, a small feeling of worry settling in her stomach.

He stopped her as they reached the bike. "You sure you still want to go?" He didnt want to bring her to such a place, especially of she was uncomfortable with going.

After a minute she nodded, "I still want to go, I'm just slightly worried that something will happen, I've never been anywhere like this before."

He smiled grimly and got on the bike, grabbing her helmet and handing it to her. "Then let's go."

Once again, she slipped the helmet on and sat down, wrapping her arms around his middle and looking at the graffiti one last time.

He looked back at her as she stared at the graffiti. "What, you wanna go kiss it goodbye?"

"Nah, just wanted to look at it one last time." She poked him in the stomach playfully, "We can get going Prince."