forum Time Travel, France, and Romance // OxO // Closed

Started January 18, 2020 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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Jay smiled, taking Lou's hand and following him outside. He yawned again. "…shit, I'm gonna be guzzling coffee all day, aren't I?" he commented. "I'm so damn tired." he shook his head a little bit.

(I gtg soon, sorry. Good night!)

(Its alright. Night!)

Lou laughed. “Why do you think you first met me at a coffee shop? I basically live on caffeine.”
Bean periodically tugged on the leash, sniffing at spots on the sidewalk and wagging his tail happily as people crooned at him as they walked past.
“That’s what I get for always jumping to different times. I get little sleep because of my general impatience.”

Jay laughed a little bit. "Mm. You're going to turn me into a zombie." he replied, shaking his head slightly. He kissed Lou's cheek softly as they walked through the streets. "And then Marco is going to kill us both." he sighed loudly.

“Why?” Lou asked. “Because I’m making you drink too much coffee?”
He smiled, snickering. “Or because I stole you?”
Lou tugged on Jay’s hand gently, re-lacing his fingers within them.
“Plus,” Lou said, matter-of-factly. “He can’t kill you if you’re undead. Zombie movies always lie.”

"Hm. Because you're going to steal all my sleeeeeep." He replied in a whiny, laughing voice. "And Marco would definitely kill me." He kissed Lou's cheek happily.

“He’ll have to go through me,” Lou replied, in a joking tone. He altered his voice in just the slightest, seeming fake-menacing. “I will protect you. Do not fear, my king.”
He smiled, glancing over at Jay and breathing out a giggle of sorts.

Jay laughed, squeezing Lou's hand gently. "Mm. Good." He replied, laughing. "And if I'm the king…does that make you the queen? Or the consort?"

Lou grinned wider, trying to stifle his laughter. “Neither. I’m just a jester with some pretty heavy secrets.”
His eyes flitted to Jay and he let off an exaggerated wink.

(so apparently there are 17 people with Coronavirus being quarantined about 20 minutes from my house…)

Jay laughed. "Mhm. Such as an affair with your king." He replied, shaking his head and smiling. He winked back.

(Holy hell I’m so sorry… where are you?)

Lou raised an eyebrow, smiling. “You said it, not me.”
He continued walking, his hand still resting in Jay’s.

(I'm in Nebraska lmao. They're at Fort Ashland, and I'm twenty minutes away)

Jay laughed a little bit. "Mm." He replied, lacing his fingers with Lou's. They were nearly at the hotel, and he slowed down just a little bit, not wanting to get there too quickly.

(I’m so sorry. Stay safe :(

Lou noticed the man’s change of pace, so he wordlessly obliged, tugging slightly on Bean’s leash. His eyes flitted up to the lightening sky, the sun rising over the city and beautifully reflecting off of any glass surface. Including the rims to Lou’s glasses, as he shielded his eyes slightly.

(yeah. Thanks)

Jay noticed the way it reflected, and smiled a little. He brought up his phone, snapping a picture of Lou's face, framed in sunlight with the sun on those glasses. "So." He said. "Am I allowed to call you a boyfriend, or should I just say you're a booty call?" He arched an eyebrow, smiling.

Lou blushed, his heart jumping.
“Je vous défie,” he said with a sheepish smile, his words contradicting. “Copain? Seems promising.”
He chuckled, stopping at the door of the hotel. He looked reluctant to let Jay go, but stood there as respectfully as he could.

_{(Translation: first line = I dare you. / Copain = boyfriend)}

Jay glanced over at the hotel, then at Lou again. "Ah, screw it." he muttered. He pulled Lou down for a lingering kiss. "I'm definitely calling you my cute French boyfriend." he said, already turning to walk inside. "But I have to go now, or Marco is going to tan my ass for being late." he smiled at Lou, waving as he headed inside the doors.

Lou nodded, blushing furiously as he brushed his hair aside.
“Tell me if Marco gives you any trouble,” he said jokingly. “I’ll leave him in Ancient Rome.”
Part of Lou was kidding. But the other part would really like it if Jay was kept safe from any harm whatsoever, be it verbal or physical. The jester would protect the king at all costs, doubling as a knight.
Louis watched the man disappear into the hotel, smiling to himself. He bent down, scooping up Bean and holding him like someone would if they cradled a baby. A couple women stopped Lou to pet his dog, and Lou obliged happily.

Jay laughed a little bit at that. "Mm, alright." he replied. He waved one last time, then disappeared into the hotel. He went into his room, flopping onto his bed and interrupting Marco, who was sitting at the small desk working on a rather elaborate face of makeup. "I'm baaaaaack!"

"Finally." Marco said calmly, not looking up.

Lou was stopped multiple times by people who wanted to pet Bean, but he eventually made it to the cafe. It was roughly 6 by now, so the shop was open. He made his way inside, seeing the barista who usually worked there. He greeted her with a smile, ordering his usual cup and slipping into a stool with Bean cradled up in his lap.

"What, didn't you miss me?"
"No, you snore."
"Do not!!" Jay rolled his eyes at Marco, sitting up.
They continued to lightly argue back and forth, until Jay finally spilled most of what had happened, though not all. He didn't say anything about Lou's abilities. They headed down to get breakfast.

“How’s it been, Lou?” the barista asked, wiping down a portion of the counter. Her wavy blonde hair fell in strands that hadn’t been fully pushed back by her bun. She held a genuine smile as she teetered her head at Bean.
“Pretty good,” he said, his voice terribly joyful. The woman cocked her head.
“I can tell you’re certainly in a good mood,” she laughed. “How many cups of coffee have you had today?”
Lou held up two fingers as he took another sip, looking at her from over the rim of the mug. She rolled her eyes.
“And it’s only six… Really, Lou?”

Jay sat down with Marco. The two kept their heads held high, determined not to let some of the looks their classmates gave them get them down. Jay was one of the only out kids in the group, and Marco was…Marco. There was no real way to explain it. Marco was unique. So, as two of the five queer kids on this trip, they stuck together, and eventually the other three joined them.

“What?” the man said with a laugh. “It’s better than the four cups I had yesterday before noon.”
The woman rolled her eyes, mumbling to herself.
“The customer is always right,” she said, seeming to convince herself more than him.
“That’s correct,” he said with a grin. “So….”
Lou put down his empty cup. “May I have another, kind lady? Will you grant me the power of eternal wake?”
The barista stifled a giggle. “Fine. Nerd.”
She took his mug, turning and fixing him another coffee.

Jay, Marco, and the other three sat together, laughing and chatting as they are breakfast. Jay looked tired, with purple smudges beneath his eyes. Marco, on the other hand, looked gorgeous, with makeup that was on point and perfect.

Jay, Marco, and the other three sat together, laughing and chatting as they are breakfast. Jay looked tired, with purple smudges beneath his eyes. Marco, on the other hand, looked gorgeous, with makeup that was on point and perfect.

Lou smiled as the woman severed him his third cup and walked off with a playful wink. Lou continued to sit on the chair, shaking his head with a smile.
Bean was asleep peacefully in his lap, but woke slightly as she man shifted to grab his phone.
He looked at it for a moment, then back at Bean.
“Should I text him?” he asked aloud, his voice quiet. “I mean, I know he’s probably busy… but…”