forum Sodapop and Cigarettes (1960’s teenager gang RP) OPEN

Started June 09, 2018 by Deleted user

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Vien opened his mouth to protest on instinct, but the way more of that odd warmth curled in his chest caused him to simply smile happily as he looked up at Beau. "You're so kind to me, Beau," he murmured, his face tinting red again

((Hey.. I'm gonna leave this rp.. I can't keep up, and my character isn't really that important to the plot anyway. I hope it works out for you all though ^^))

(We'd love to have you if you choose to come back later.)

((I'll stay subscribed to this thread then, if y'all want me to jump back in if theres an opening then?))

(Yep.)

Vien opened his mouth to protest on instinct, but the way more of that odd warmth curled in his chest caused him to simply smile happily as he looked up at Beau. "You're so kind to me, Beau," he murmured, his face tinting red again

"You're definitely worth being kind to," Beau answered softly, a gentle smile tugging the corners of his lips up as he blew strands of white hair out of his face. He couldn't remember a time where he had been so gentle to someone who wasn't his family.

Vien felt his face heat up again, and he looked off to the side out of embarrassment. "You're too nice to me," he mumbled, smiling dorkily as his chest stirred with warmth again

". . . Is it bad that I'm too nice?" Beau answered after a pause, biting his bottom lip softly as he looked at Vien. He started cursing himself mentally, thinking that his question must have been stupid.

"No, no, of course n-not!" Vien assured him. "I just…No one's ever nice to me is a-all," he tried to explain. He absolutely didn't want Beau to stop being so nice to him

Zanna let out a chuckle as she walked up to the counter, "Of course. Why should I disrupt tradition?"

Beau nodded and leaned against Vien's chest, hugging his middle hesitantly. He let out a faint, comfortable sigh as he closed his eyes for a few moments. If he could, he would stay here forever.

Vien smiled softly as Beau laid down on top of him, one arm wrapping around his waist while the other brushed through his hair gently. He pressed a soft kiss to Beau's forehead, smiling happily as they laid there

"Exactly. Smart girl." Lisbet served up two milkshakes and handed one to Zanna. "Do you ever get brain freezes?"

Beau smiled gently and opened his eyes as he felt Vien kiss his forehead. He moved his head and pressed a few soft kisses to Vien's collarbone and shoulder in an attempt to make him laugh.

Zanna took the milkshake, "Of course. Though it isn't very often."

Vien began to giggle at the kisses to his collarbone. He was rather ticklish, even though he would never admit it. "Stop that," he laughed, unable to stop smiling as Beau kissed him

Beau smiled brightly and pressed a few soft kisses to Vien's collarbone again, just so he could hear him laugh. "Your laugh is adorable," He said after a few moments, looking up at Vien and chuckling faintly.

"I've never had one before. Luck?" She sat on top of the counter, swinging her legs.

Zanna looked at her in disbelief, "You good ma'am are magic. I've never met someone who hasn't."

Vien snorted at that. "Stop that. I can't handle being c-complimented so much in one day," he giggled. "Besides, it's not fair. I'm ticklish," he pouted

"You're even cuter when you pout," Beau teased, laughing as he pressed a soft kiss to Vien's lips again. How long had they been here for? Ten minutes? An hour?

"Yeah. I personally like popsicles better than ice cream. You?" She smirked, throwing her hair back.

Vien's pout deepened, and he stuck his tongue out at Beau teasingly. "You are a m-menace," he huffed, though there was no real bite in his words. He wouldn't admit that he actually really enjoyed the attention, he still had a little pride