forum Rp with soft boyo?

Started September 03, 2020 by @imJUSTasillylittleguy group

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"hm? O-oh I h-hadn't realised I was crying…" he went and wiped his tears away shutting his sketchbook and just holding it.

Laura huffed a little in amusement, dropping what she was holding into the laundry basket. "Well, you were. Do you need anything from me? Food?" She asked lightly, approaching him.

"n-no I don't." He was a little hungry but he would manage without food for a little while, he wasn't hungry either. He didn't want to eat. Lost his appetite.

"Right." Laura nodded, sighing softly. "Well, do you want to sit in here, or would you rather be out there?" She asked, resting a hand loosely on her hip.

"I don't um I don't really care…" He looked up slightly smiling at her. "I think I'm fine in here."

"Right." Laura sighed softly, nodding. "Well, I'm going to make myself some dinner." She stated simply, starting for the door. She wasn't going to repeatedly ask him, assuming he meant what he said.

"okay." He waved her off and then just stared at his closed sketchbook that he couldn't see or draw in most likely Ever again.

Laura had gone and crashed on the couch the night before, giving Nikko her room for the evening. It was more work to move him than it was worth. So when she got up the following morning, she definitely seemed unhappy. Her back hurt, and she was exhausted. Sleep just hadn't come to her the night before. Now she was chugging down a cup of coffee, heading down the hall. She knocked on her door, pushing it open to look over to Nikko. "You up?"

Nikkō was asleep, laying down in the bed snoozing lightly.

Laura came up, shaking him just a little. She wanted to get a move on through the day, wanting to feel she had accomplished at least something.

Nikkō reached up to rub his eyes rolling over and squinting at her. "hm?.." he didn't have much recollection of the day before and not being able to see didn't help either but stayed quiet. He reached out to see how close she was, or who it was.

When his hand hit her stomach, she flinched some. Physical touch wasn't really her thing, especially when it was unannounced. But she didn't mention it, and only took a step back. "Time to get up. We've got to get a move on."

He reached away from her as soon as he touched her stomach. He realized who it was as soon as she spoke. He heard her step back, quiet as it was.
"Right, t-thanks for waking me up." He mustered up a soft smile at her. "w-whats the plan?"

"I've got none. I know nothing about these people, besides the fact they're ruthless." Laura shrugged a little, leaning back against the wall. "You're gonna have to tell me all you know, before I try to make any plans."

"R-right." he cleared his throat and sat up in the bed turning to face her basing her direction off her voice. "Well…" he started to think back to when he had encountered him and there recent encounter surfaced.
"They…" he tried to dig for a solid piece of evidence or something describing them, he dug deeper and deeper. He came up with nothing, his brows furrowed.
He couldn't even remember their villain name. he felt like crying however he kept the tears from spilling over. What use was he if couldn't even remember who they were facing? His voice trembled a little.
"T-They…" Something. Anything he begged his brain for just a sliver of something to show for and he got nothing. He covered his face with his hands.

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"Well?" Laura tried to lead him on, waiting for him to say something of use. "They what? Come on," She insisted, waiting for something worth-while. But when he kept stammering, and then broke down into tears, she figured he didn't know what to say, or had nothing to say.
"You don't remember a thing, do you?" She asked weakly, pinching the bridge of her nose. She should have figured it wouldn't be that easy.

"I-im s-s-sorry…" He mumbled out, staying in his position trying to keep the tremble out of his voice. He felt awful, he had asked her for help and only become a burden with nothing of use for her.

"Stop apologizing." Laura muttered some, trying her best not to let the annoyance through. He'd only cry more, and she didn't want that. "It's fine. Just stop crying. I'll figure something else out."

"ah- sorry- I mean sorry- I mean-" he just stopped but he uncovered his face wipping away his tears at the very least. "okay…well If I can help let me know, I don't wanna just have you do everything and sit here being useless." He mumbled.

Laura nodded, sighing weakly. She rubbed down her face before draining off the last little bit of coffee. "You seriously don't remember anything? How you got away?" She asked simply, setting the mug aside.

Laura nodded, sighing weakly. She rubbed down her face before draining off the last little bit of coffee. "You seriously don't remember anything? How you got away?" She asked simply, setting the mug aside.

"I don't t-thank I got a-away…I think he let me go.." he looked down at his hands.

"Why would they let you..?" Laura trailed off, a baffled looking falling on her face. That went against all the unspoken rules of being a villain. Unless it was some kind of trap. The realization dawned on her, and she stumbled back a few steps. "Oh god no…" She whispered, dropping her face in her hands.

He turned up his head and looked at her, hearing her take mutiple steps backwards.
"What's wrong?…"

"They've got to be following you. There's no other explanation." Laura whispered, starting to pace the room. "Why else would they let you go? It's obvious you would go tell someone." She mumbled to herself as she paced.

They were following him? Of course they were following him. And all he did was go to her and out her into danger, at least he didn't go home but sonya had come here…gosh sonya had come here and would have lead him back to there house what if they were already attacked and dead? What if they were kidnapped? He pushed off the bed standing up. He felt the wall as he headed for the door.
"I have to go." He eventually made it to the door, opening it and using it as a crutch as he walked out of it and over to wide open space outside the door.

"You can't just go." Laura snapped, following after him rather quickly. She grabbed his shoulder, pulling him to a stop. "What are you planning to do? Live on the streets? Crawl back to your family? You'd be putting them in danger, more-so than me. If they're going to kill me for being associated with you, I want you to be here." She snapped again, keeping a tight grip on his shoulder.