forum Queer RP

Started April 01, 2018 by @LavenderOnATrain

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Jamie walked into the cabin with his stuff slung over his shoulder. He walked over the the guy's room and took a bottom bunk in the corner. He headed the others talking about going to the pool but he didn't listen to them.

Sebastian looked at the others in the cabin. He focused his gaze on a paler, smaller male. "You coming with us?" He asked.

"I'd rather not." Jamie responded, choosing not to look at the boy- Sebastian if he remembered correctly- and instead to start unpacking his stuff.

"Alright. If you decide you do want to join us, you know where we are," Xander told Jamie with a smile.

Josie entered the cabin and slung her bag onto a top bunk towards the centre of the room. "Anyone mind if I open a window?" She asked as the other girls filed in.

Jamie waited until they had left to finally turn around and look at the cabin. It wasn't the best, there were stains on the walls and dirt and dust everywhere, but it looked the same as a lot of the other cabins Jamie had been in. He ran one of his hands through his hair, his fingers brushing gently over the tattoo on his neck.
"Dovrei davvero disfare i bagagli." He muttered under his breath.

(Translation:
"I really should unpack my bags.")

Josie entered the cabin and slung her bag onto a top bunk towards the centre of the room. "Anyone mind if I open a window?" She asked as the other girls filed in.

"Nope," Rey replied. She looked around the room, trying to decide which bed would be the coldest at night. She plopped her bed on the bottom bunk closest to a window.

Laila shook her head, taking. a top bunk.

"Alright, your loss. You're welcome to join us later if you want." He discreetly sent him a wink. He grabbed a towel and walked to the lake he kicked his shoes off and did a flip off the pier into the water.

Xander walked to the lake with the other boys and waded into the cool water after taking off his shoes.

Jamie fought not to blush after Sebastian winked at him. He could go down to the lake with them, it wasn't like he would have to swim too. He could always draw instead. His mind made up, Jamie grabbed his sketchbook and pencils and started to walk slowly towards the lake.

Ahhh, cool and refreshing. He swam around some and spoke with some of the other guys. He saw the boy, Jamie walking over. He got out of the water and shook his hair out like a dog. He used a rubber ban to tie it back in a man bun. He waved. "Decided to come after all."

Xander saw Jamie walk up with a sketchbook and was interested, since he was an artist too. He crouched down in the water and observed Jamie and everyone else.

Jamie threw a towel at him. "I'm not swimming, I'm just here to draw."

"Never said you had to swim." He grabbed his towel and dried off, taking his times drying his abs and chest. He walked over. "What are you drawing?"

Jamie resisted the urge to blush and looked away. "My sketchbook's not even open, so nothing yet."

"What do you draw then?" He amended. He set down next him and leaned back on his elbows.

Jamie mentally froze. "….People, I guess?"

"Who?" He asked, sitting back up. He crossed his legs and turned his head to the boy next to him.

Jamie raised his eyebrow. "What's with the interrogation?" He asked in reply. He shifted uncomfortably, sinking further into his camp sweatshirt.

He scrunched his eyebrows. "I'm not. I just want to get to know you more. Is that a crime?"

Xander walked up to help Jamie out. "He probably doesn't want to share his art. Most of us don't," Xander explained, "It's often very private and personal, and lots of artists don't have much faith in their own work."

Jamie let out a breath. "No…I um." He tried. "I don't know, just random people I guess?"

"I wouldn't know. I'm not an artist." He said to Xander. "If you ever want a model, you know where to find me." He gave Jamie another wink then got up. "Come on Xander, let go play some football, or whatever else they have here."

"Football? I don't… sports?" Xander said, fumbling around with his words. He would certainly make a fool of himself if they did that.