forum I Am Not As Fine As I Seem (OPEN)

Started July 19, 2018 by Deleted user

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Nova slid into a chair next to Damien and took the pen out of his hands while fiddling with it. "Something definitely happened between you and Thomas while I was gone, so spill or you don't get your pen back."

Antoine clears his throat. "Breakfast!" He calls, setting out plates and utensils.

Thomas tensed slightly when Nova spoke, keeping his head down as he mumbled, “Just practicing my part…” We just tried to stare at the wall, then the window, then anything else, but his eyes drifted back to Damien and a fierce blush rose to his face.

"That's right, I was just helping him with his audition." Damien responded, holding out his hand. "Give me my pen back." He completely ignored Antoine, too focused on the conversation.

"Oi! Food! Come get it before it's cold!" Antoine yells before exiting the kitchen and walking to his room. He needed to lay down for a little while.

"Why does practicing for an audition cause both of you to look red." She leaned back in her chair, avoiding Damien's hand. "Wait a second, what play are you auditioning for?" Nova asked Thomas who was staring at Damien. "And what part?" She added.

"It doesn't matter." Damien muttered, reaching for his pen as his face slowly grew more and more red.

"Ah, ah. Just answer the question and you get your pen back." Nova got an idea of what they did but she just wanted to hear one of them say it out loud.

Damien glanced at Thomas, then sat back down. "You know what, I don't really need that pen." He hoped that his face didn't show that he was lying. He really needed something to fidget with.

"Alright then more for me, If you want your pen badly, you might as well just tell me what happened when I was gone or else I'm gonna have to ask someone else what happened, and I don't know, they might have evidence and stuff, and I don't think you want me seeing that." It was good old fashion blackmail but she really was really curious as to what was making Thomas and Antoine blush so much.

Madison tapped her shoulder and showed her the picture ofthe two kissing

"Well, would you look at that." Nova took the phone and sent the picture to her phone. "There is only one thing I can say about this picture."

Damien buried his head in his hands to hide his red face. Mental Note: Slap Madison three times. Maybe replace her shampoo with glue.

Madiosn laughed ¨I love my job¨ Madison said.

"Finally. You guys clearly have feelings for each other or else you wouldn't have done it in the first place."

Thomas stared at the floor, trying to ignore the fact that his face was heating drastically. Practice. He took a few steps back, before turning completely and retreating to his room. He flopped onto his bed, pressing his face into the pillow and just breathing. Practice. Thomas was probably redder than a ladybug. Practice. He let out a hot breath. It wasn’t real, Damien was just helping me practice, it’s not like he likes me. It was just helping me practice. That was it.

Damien watched as Thomas left the room. He turned back to the others, trying his best to hide his blushing face. "I need to use the bathroom." He lied before running off to where Thomas had gone. He knocked quietly on the door frame, waiting for a response.

“Who is it?” Thomas asked, voice extremely muffled from the pillow. He didn’t feel like moving anymore. Embarrassment weighed too heavy on him. Gosh… I am such a fool. It was just practice.

"It's Damien," He muttered quietly. "You left kind of suddenly. I just wanted to make sure you're feeling alright." He leaned against the door frame as he opened the door cautiously.

Nova watch to both guys leave the room and head down the hall and she was pretty sure that Damian was going off to find Thomas but she didn't say anything about it. "I'm so bored!" Nova exclaimed while walking over to the couch. "I don't have school, work, or anything to do." She laid down on it, extending her arms and having her head touch the ground while her legs were at the head of the couch.

“I feel embarrassed…” Thomas said into the pillow, not wanting to turn and face Damien. He just kept his eyes closed, tugging a blanket halfway over his head awkwardly and murmuring into the pillow, “I’m a mess.”

Damien walked into the room, standing awkwardly next to Thomas. "If I'm being honest, I feel embarrassed too. I don't know why you would think you're a mess though." He fidgeted with his hands, reminding himself to get his pen from Nova later.

Antoine collapses on his bed, holding his hand to his eyepatch. Slowly he removes it, and reveals only a closed lid with a burned ankh on it. He sighs and looks up at the cieling and sighs a little bit.

WHO CAN SPOT THE MISTAKE AND THE REFERENCE??//

“I’m always a mess,” Thomas murmured, then rolled over so he could face Damien, intentionally leaving some space on the bad in case the other wanted to sit down. Stop fantasizing. He shook his head a little, “Why are you embarrassed? It was-“ Thomas voice cracked just a little, but he tried his best to hold in his sadness, “It was just practice.”