forum One-on-one roleplay anyone? ||Closed and discontinued?

Started November 27, 2019 by @spacebluelily language

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"N-Nothing," Phillips said, looking anywhere but at Jackson. Oh god why did he have to have such pretty eyes?!

Jackson pouted and crossed his arms. Those black eyes looked straight at Phillips and the sun made them look even more beautiful.

Phillips dared to glance at Jackson, quickly regretting it.
"Oh wow…" he mumbled, not realizing he said it out loud.

“Oh, wow?” Jackson asked, clearly confused.

"I-I- Uh-" Phillips didn't know how to explain this one away.
"Your eyes," he admitted quietly. "They're really beautiful…"

Jackson looked at Phillips and smiled. A red tint appeared on his cheeks, but Jackson didn’t notice. “T-Thank you.”

By now, even Phillips' ears were red.
"W-Welcome," he said, unable to look away.

Jackson smiled and then squinted at a black figure that was coming their way. He quickly realized it was a cat.

Phillips saw the cat as well, mostly ignoring it as it came up to them. He was too busy trying to calm down. He gave Jackson another hug as the cat looked at them.

Jackson blushed and the cat meowed questioningly. Now that the cat was up close, He realized what type of breed it was. It was a brown Manx Cat with white stripes. It had a little bit of blood on his fur, indicating he had a bloody battle with another animal.

Phillips looked down when the cat meowed. He let go of Jackson, bending down to pick the cat up. He wiped the blood away.
"Who were you fighting?" he asked.

The cat meowed in a soft tone and Jackson tilted his head to the side. “A white cat with black stripes?” Jackson mumbled. The cat meowed again and he looked at Phillips. “Are there any white cats with black stripes on this ship?”

"There might be. I usually don't pay much attention." He scratched the top of the cat's head, looking at Jackson and tilting his head a bit.
"You understand cats?" he asked.

“Ah, I see.” Jackson smiled and nodded. “I understand a lot of animals, to be honest.” He paused. “Though, sometimes my ability to understand animals fails me.”

"Cool!" Phillips said, keeping his head tilted. "The only things I can do is summon and semi-control fire. And even then, it can get really temperamental and just not listen to me."

Jackson chuckled. “It’s like if it has it’s mind of it’s own.” He paused and put a finger to his chin. “Yeah, I guess it’s cool. Not everyone has that ability. My sister is only able to understand Cats and Dogs.”

Phillips nodded, setting the cat down and taking ahold of the wheel again.
"You're one of the first I've met who can."

Jackson smiled and looked out at the ocean once again.
“Mhm, like i said, it’s pretty rare.”

Phillips rested his head on Jackson's shoulder once more, still holding Jackson between himself and the wheel.
"This is nice," he mumbled to himself.

Jackson perked up and smiled. “What nice?” He asked, curiously.
His eyes had a different color to them, making them look even more beautiful than ever. He reached down to pet the cat, who had actually let Jackson pet him. The cat was purring and rubbing his head against Jackson’s leg.

"Just… being able to talk with you while I work." Being able to hold him is nice too, he thought to himself. Phillips turned his head slightly to look at Jackson, taken in by the beauty of his eyes.

Jackson gave out a bright smile. “I dunno why, but you give me the impression that you don’t talk to other people while you work, but I could be wrong.” He paused before continuing. “It’s just like. . I dunno how to explain it.” He paused once again. “I dunno, like a vibe. . a very strong vibe that you’re giving off.”

"Well, that's true. Most of the time, I like being alone. But now… I'm glad you're here. That I can talk with you." Phillips let his mask slip a bit to show his smile.

Jackson let out a small giggle, but then immediately covered his mouth. He let his hands fall and then frowned. “. . Sorry.”

"For what?" Phillips asked, readjusting his mask with a confused look.