BUNNIE~
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Thread Topic: BUNNIE~
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we just keep missing each other don't we?
Carl was cursing himself mentally. Carl you're so dumb, this is personal for him, why did you ask him that? You're a horrible person. "Shh, it's okay," Carl says softly. He tried to make Jordan feel better in any way that he could. -
It's no big deal.
Jordan felt around, his hand feeling Carl's heartbeat. This one feeling soothed him greatly, and he melted against the touch of the other, wrapping him tightly with his arms.
Suddenly, Kayla pushed in quietly, though said nothing. -
haha
why am I laughing at that?
Carl turned his head and he saw Kayla. His face heated up and he turned away, trying to hide his face. He didn't know why he was feeling so embarrassed about it, but he just was. -
Kayla gave a tight smile, waving with a gentleness to the action. She was slightly perplexed that Jordan was allowing the other boy to touch him, as when anybody else besides her and Carl even attempted to, he would flinch away. She tilted her head in a telling fashion.
Jordan continued to the feel the beats, counting the growing number in his head. Once upon a midnight journal entry, he had written thay he dreamed of this type of moment greatly. He always felt that affection and help like so were necessary. -
Today
has
been
too
f---ing
busy.
"Kayla's in here in case you didn't know," Carl whispers lowly, trying to make the heat in his cheeks go down so he's not blushing too much. His heart rate beats faster with embarrassment being caught like this with someone else; he didn't know why. -
It's okay.
How so?
Jordan didn't care, and so he refused to move, his little hand pushing under his shirt in order for him to feel warmth AND the thumpity thumps at the same exact time. He cooed some adorable little noise.
Kayla only smiled. "You can have the next group appointment." She exited, closing the door. That would mean a different group, but she didn't want to interrupt a breakthrough. -
just like-
it was either my fathers
or going to a huge city to do s---
and like
so many shops
too many people
and too much walking.
And I'm at the hotel now.
Carl sighed a little when Kayla left and he loosened his tight grip on Jordan by just a bit. "Good," Carl said a little more loudly. "I didn't want to have a stupid group appointment anyways." He laughed a little to calm his nerves. -
ohhhh. I see. HOTELS are cool though.
Jordan didn't answer to this either, as he was too focused on counting the heartbeats. He put one leg on either side if Carl, positioning himself comfortably in Carl's lap. He sat like a kid with his mother, too. -
literally. It's pretty cold here. But it feels nice :3
Carl cleared his throat, the nervous habit that he's had for years and has never been able to break. Carl didn't know what to do then; he's never been close to another person and he just felt odd. Carl just guessed that feeling odd was in his nature. -
a few comments before i sleep
He pulled his hand from Carl's shirt, moving around excitedly for some odd reason. He squeaked and squealed a small bit, like a five-year old attempting to entertain themselves at the doctor. His nose bumped against Carl's cheek purposely. -
yay! :3
AND HOLY s--- ALMOST THREE HUNDRED PAGES!
Carl laughed a small bit as Jordan did this and for some reason, laughing felt good. "Jordan stop that tickles," Carl says, still laughing. -
So so so cloooooose o:
Jordan squeeeeed and stopped moving so much, patting Carl's head as though he was praising him. He was excited, and so he shook gently. Shaking was somewhat his way of showing his emotions, like a chihuahua would do. -
Wicked :3
million bucks says you make page claim :P
Carl couldn't stop laughing at the way Jordan was acting. He was just being so cute and Carl found this funny. Carl tried to hold in his laughter but this didn't work at all. "You make me happy," Carl states. -
nawh nigga shiet 3
Jordan squeaked in response, hiding his face in his hands. It was funny how fast they had grown closer, as usually, things like that would take...a while. Maybe it was fate, destiny, something along those lines. -
nope nope nope, you're gonna get page claim :P
"What do you wanna do?" Carl questioned. He was a little sore from laying down for so long and not moving an inch, so he wanted to get up and do something, like maybe walk around for a while and wonder.
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