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

Started July 19, 2018 by Deleted user

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"It'll be great, trust me." Damien smiled, staring into Thomas's eyes. "Besides, it's just practice." He wanted to smack himself. Stop saying that, you dingus! You know that this isn't just practice for Thomas, so stop telling him that it is!

Thomas slowly lowered his lips to Damien’s -and gosh his were so dang soft- and he had so much trouble reminding himself what this was. Practice. Damien is just helping him practice, this isn’t anything more. Damien doesn’t like him like that, this is just practice. But Thomas found that he had a difficult time pulling away.

Madison was still on the floor but as soon as they kissed she whistled.

Antoine slowly slipped out of bed, yawning and rubbing his eye. He grabs his eyepatch, slipping it on before walking out and towards where the others were.

The butterflies in his stomach started squealing. Damien felt like his face was overheating. It took him a few seconds to fully process what was happening. He hadn't kissed anyone in a while, and he had never kissed a boy before. He felt like he would melt into a happy blushing puddle any time now. Damien didn't bother pulling away. He heard Madison whistle, making his face even redder than before.

Thomas jumped at the sound of the whistle, pulling back and tugging his hair towards his face so they wouldn’t see how darn red it was. He tongue was lead in his mouth, “I-I- Um- Damien, uh- I- Thank you for the practice.” He finally got out, turning an inhuman shade of red.

Damien nodded, moving a strand of hair from his face. "No…no problem. You'll uh…nail your audition, Thomas." Mental note: slap Madison later. He told himself, sliding his hands into his pockets and rocking back and forth on his heels.

“I, uh- yeah, thank you,” Thomas took a nervous step back and then decided to retreat to get a protein bar just so the awkward silence had an excuse. He nearly stuffed his face with it, then added between bites, “It’s, uh, an adaptation of Beauty and the Beast.”

Madison got up walking to the two boys knowing she was probally gonna get punched.

"Honestly you two. Can't you get a room?" He asks, walking past them and heading towards the kitchen to start of breakfast. He hums and starts on the food. Honestly romance was a waste of time.

Neal shrugged. Why did everyone always think he was joking?

Madison laughed ¨Yeah that kiss picture I took will be great for facebook madison said.

"Thomas was practicing for an audition." Damien said defensively as Antoine walked by him. His face was returning back to it's normal color now. He turned to Madison, his eyes wide. "No. You did not take a picture, did you?"

¨No of course not¨ Madison sarcastically said.

Antoine starts on breakfast. He sighs quietly and begins on breakfast big enough to feed an army. He pauses, holding his head as a flash of pain runs though his mind.

Thomas shyly slid into a chair, focusing on his protein bar, trying to get that blush to fade from his face. Just for practice kept repeating in his head.

Damien glared at Madison. "If you post that picture, I will strangle you." He sat down at the table, glancing at Antoine as he suddenly clutched his head. Probably migraines. Damien thought to himself.

Antoine sighs and leans his head back, before letting the food cook. He groans softly and continues to rub his temples. The headaches and flashbacks were getting worse.

“I- do you need anything?” Thomas asked hesitantly to Antoine. Anything to shift the subject away from Damien and me kissing… “I read something about migraines online… Maybe the smell of lavender will help?”

Damien glared at Madison. "If you post that picture, I will strangle you." He sat down at the table, glancing at Antoine as he suddenly clutched his head. Probably migraines. Damien thought to himself.

Madison rolled her eyes¨ Fine but I´ḿ not deleting it¨.

Neal looked around at his roommates… they were all different, like a small family and his favorite thing to do was just to observe.

Antoine looks at Thomas, "No. I don't need anything." He mutters. "Besides, I'm allergic to lavender." he sighs quietly. "I need ice." He walks to the freezer and grabs the ice, resting it on his head.

Madison rolled her eyes¨ Fine but I´ḿ not delrting it¨.

Thomas couldn’t stop the next blush from rising to his face, which made his move his hair in front of his face hoping the rest of them couldn’t see it as much.

"Just don't over exert yourself." Damien told Antoine, also nodding to Madison. He glanced over at Thomas and saw the slightest hint of blush on his face. Damien smiled at that, looking down at the table.