forum One on One rp (Closed)

Started May 28, 2018 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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Ryder wasn't the most sociable person there was. When he spoke, it was normally to curse someone out or he was being sarcastic. So how Theo managed to get to get him to go out with him was still a complete mystery to Ryder. Ryder hated associating with anyone really. Unless they were…his type of people. That's why he was a tattoo artist. He had dropped out of high school and he had a criminal record, it was unlikely he would be accepted to one if he wanted to go. But he was good at art so he applied to be a tattoo artist and here he was. So how Ryder met the sweet and shy Theo and got him to agree to go on a date with him, he didn't know. All he knew was that he was able to do so and it had gone fine so far, seeing as they were going on their fourth date. Ryder straightened suit jacket as he waited for Theo to answer the door. He didn't like wearing a suit, but for Theo, he would dress nice and take them out to a fancy restaurant.

Theo practically jumped out of his seat when he heard the doorbell ring. Pushing himself up, he stumbled towards his dark blazer, accidentally banging his prosthetic against the wall which resulted in a loud noise. He winced, cursing at himself for being so nervous as he slipped the jacket on and opened the door, running a hand through his sandy blond hair.

"Hey, Ryder." Theo finally said, a grin tugging the corners of his lips up. He had no idea how he had landed a date with this guy. He was a bad boy and not to mention, hot. They were complete opposites already.

Ryder looked down at him and nodded in acknowledgment. "Hey." He said. He offered his hand before leading him to his car. It was a classic. He would have shown up with his bike but after last time…he learned very quickly that Theo was not a motorcycle fan.

Theo took his hand and followed after Ryder, trying to cover up the limp from his prosthetic. He blew strands of ash blond hair out of his face as he fixed his jacket self-consciously. "You look great. That jacket makes you even cuter."

He looked down at him and raised an eyebrow. "I'm not cute." He pushed back his shoulders, puffing out his chest a bit, looking "manly." He opened the passenger door for his date then got in the driver's seat. "You look…nice." He wasn't used to complimenting people. He was pretty bad at it. But at least he tried.

Theo sat down and looked over at Ryder, smirking faintly. "Okay, you aren't cute. You're really hot." He replied, glancing over towards the road as he leaned back against the car's seat. Thank goodness he wasn't driving. He couldn't feel the pedals with his prosthetic, so he was either going too fast or too slow most of the time.

Ryder smirked and rolled his eyes. He reached over the console and put his hand palms up, silent demand for his hand. He wasn't the most affectionate person, but he was trying for Theo. He didn't know why, but there was something about him that made him want to try. Which was unusual. He was normally a one and done kind of guy.

Theo placed his hand in Ryder's, a faint blush on his cheeks. He constantly had to keep himself from a lot blushing around this guy. It was hard not to. A small grin spread across his face as he glanced over at Ryder.

Ryder glanced over at him. He couldn't stop the small smile forming on his lips. He focused on the road, only letting go of his hand to make turns. After a little while, he pulled up the restaurant. He parked in an empty spot and got out of the car. He held open Theo's door.

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Theo stepped out, resting one hand on the car door so he wouldn't fall forward. He smiled as he looked up at Ryder, taking his hand as he began to walk towards the restaurant.

He held his hand as he walked into the restaurant. "A reservation for Ryder." He told the receptionist in an almost bored tone. They were led to a small table. He pulled out a chair for Theo.

"Thanks," Theo said, smiling brightly as he sat down across from Ryder. He looked around the restaurant, running a hand through his hair in an attempt to fix it. "This place is awesome. . . but I bet you hate wearing dress shirts."

Ryder helped scoot his chair up to the table. He took off his jacket and put it on the back of his chair before sitting down. He ran a hand through his hair. He nodded. "I don't usually do this."