Hey, look, another Wolfie soap! :o
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Thread Topic: Hey, look, another Wolfie soap! :o
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YEEES PERFECT i shall do that soon
The transformed individual's eyes softened even though he was technically supposed to be slightly more aggressive. He examined the other male, inherently worried for him and what was taking place. He silently hoped that the other boy would be alright despite the amount of energy he seemed to have exhausted. The hearing that Grayson acquired by being in that state was extreme, and every breath that Sebastian took rang out and into his own ears. He would have bit down on his lip had it not been for the dangerous set of teeth he owned. Stretching, he slowly began to make his way to the other boy, keeping his movements cautious and mindful. He was not positive that Sebastian would react in any way that Grayson was wishing for, but it was better to try than to brush off what he wanted to communicate to him. He grew closer and closer, eventually capable of wrapping his arms around the other boy. This action was done out of genuine care for him, and it was clear that Grayson wanted nothing more than for him to find a sense of serenity.
He held him close, swaying back and forth in such a way that it may have been beneficial for the slightly shorter male. Every heartbeat continued to flood the dirty blonde haired boy, and so he closed his eyes. "Please don't be scared, Sebastian. I'm okay with whatever you just did. Like you said you wouldn't hurt me. And, I mean, as weird as it sounds, it is impossible for me to hurt you...Because, I, well-" He did not know if he should continue, terrified at the fact that he would be clouded by a sudden reaction. Just the idea of saying was causing his stomach to be shrouded by a nauseous, unsure feeling. He was nearly convinced that Sebastian would hop on the four wheeler all by himself and speed away, never to speak to Grayson again. Was that reasonable? He wasn't sure if that was reasonable? Would the boy do that? Would he do that? f---. -
Lol okay *waits impacently and excitedly*
Sebastian had jumped slightly at the arms around him, his heart stopped for a moment before speeding up a bit more, he wasn't scared of Grayson, he didn't think that was possible but it made him more embarrassed of his actions. The swaying calmed him down a bit more but he wasn't back to normal, "I-I'm not" he said quietly, he panted a but more trying to gain some breath, "Not afraid of you." He said and panted a bit more trying to relax in his hold, his grip loosened on the handle falling off. He wanted to hear what he was going to say although it was difficult hearing with his heart oounding in his ears.
Seb wasn't sure what he was going to say and in getting his hopes up he was shooting himself down, blocking out the forest and the two girls completely even if they were trying to surround in with comfort. His mind filled itself with rejection and self hate which didn't really happen much. He felt tears fill his eyes from the things being said to himself ,his body started to shake slightly. -
>:)
The boy very slightly tightened his hold on Sebastian, letting out an anxiety filled breath. He decided that if he was ever going to say it, he should just do it. Leaning down so that his mouth was level with Sebastian's ear, he began to speak out, "With the type of werecoyote that I am, it is impossible for me to hurt you due to the fact that I..." He paused, closing his eyes to brace himself for the response he was going to receive. "I love you, Sebastian." He released his grasp on Sebastian by only a little bit, his face turned away from him so that he could avoid eye contact in his coyote state. He was ashamed of himself for what he was, and he automatically assumed that that would be a sole reason for the other teenager to walk away.
That made him somewhat emotional, his heart skipping a beat. It was a long shot, somebody being comfortable with the fact that he basically could shift into an animal, which was, at that moment, beyond his control. Plus, the other male probably wasn't even interested in himself. He wasn't anything special, no. At least that was what he was telling himself. Get ready to go home, Grayson. Get ready. His repositioned his hands so that claws didn't have a chance at even poking the other boy. -
Sebastian body stopped shaking his mind suddenly empty, blank, his hear slowed down to a more normal fast beating. Did he hear him right? He was pretty sure he did. He loves me? he asked himself a small smile tugged at his lipsHe loves me. He reached out towards the four-wheeler needing it's assistants to turn around. Once he turned around he jumped at him, wrapping his legs around his waist and hiding his face in his neck, tears streaming down his face, silently crying. Sebastian trusted that the werecoyote lacrosse player could hold him up. He held him tightly not going to let go, scared to.
He was happy, I love you were words he hadn't heard since his grandmother died and he really didn't think he'd ever hear them again. The words I love you may have been so simple to some people but those were the people that heard it every day to him it meant a lot. After a little bit of his mind floating in its little high he realized he hadn't said anything, "I love you." he said oh so quietly he wasn't positive he spoke. -
The male was somewhat taken aback by the sudden explosion of Sebastian's presence, hurrying to hold tightly onto him so as to avoid dropping the boy. He supported the other by holding one hand under one of his thighs, the other wrapping tightly around his torso. His heart was fluttering uncontrollably, his body shaking in excitement. The words being returned to him were cause for him to experience a feeling he had never come across at any other time. His stomach most definitely had butterflies slamming at the walls in the best way possible. He opened his eyes, which had slowly turned back to the soft green they had previously been. Something had been sparked inside of him, a new feeling of happiness and hope.
One by one, his claws began to retract back to his normal nails, the silly tufts of fur disappearing. The pointed ears he had received rounded back into their original sleep. His teeth were returned back to their very nonthreatening and original state. Though he should have noticed these changes, he didn't, too wrapped up in the shock and surprise that Sebastian had, yes, said it back! He immediately though about his mother and how she would tell stories about him finding love even when his father and brother would joke around about him being forever alone. Though it had always been in good fun, it used to hurt him entirely. The caring woman had made sure to reverse those negative feelings, so once she had passed, it was hard to remind himself. This, however, was aiding him greatly. -
Once Sebastian's tears stopped he pressed a soft kiss on Grayson's neck and rubbed his nose against his neck and cuddles into him more, he looked noticing Grayson turning back, "Are you tired? Should we go back to the house?" He asked quietly. "Holy s---, I'm heavy, right? You should put me down." He said half worried half not wanting to move from the loving embrace. Hey lover boy, no sex in the forest. said an amused voice, Keep you opinions to yourself Terra! was said back and he noted the wind going through the tree tops with their argument continuing and Sebastian growing red again.
Sebastian's mother had told him that when he found he right person he'd knew right away, while his grandmother said that it wasn't true and it just mattered how you fall, fast and hard, it slow and carefully, luckily when he was told this he was young enough not to make a crude joke to his grandmother. He, didn't know if he fell fast or slow for Grayson and he didn't really know. Did he ever really not like Grayson? But he guessed it didn't matter since they ended up in this place anyways, all the same right? As long as you get there. -
The nearly seventeen year-old set Sebastian down on the four-wheeler. His hair was visibly in need of attendance as it was falling against his forehead, pairing with his eyes which had light purple bags underneath of his eyes due to depriving himself of the sleep that was absolutely necessary. He was obviously entirely too exhausted due to the chain of events that led them there. He stretched out, yawning tiredly. He glimpsed at the trees that had been restraining him earlier, nodding his head, proud of himself yet desiring to eat and sleep. He smiled in Sebastian's direction, crossing his arms and shaking his head as easily as he had nodded it. "This was a crazy day," he started, his voice hoarse and raspy and actually kind of attractive due to his sleepiness. "But I am hungry and cold and tired, so yes, I do think we should get back to the house. Since it's Friday, we have plenty of time to talk and such."
It was intriguing, how spontaneous they had professed their love for each other. It oddly reminded him of a multitude of sappy romance dramas, yet he was interested in that idea. Their teenage love story was bound to be epic, especially with the extraordinary powers they both held. It was enough to send Grayson into a giddy, overjoyed state. He seated himself on the back of the four-wheeler, recalling his own motorcycle. "As much as I like quads and such, I'm going to have to take you out on my motorcycle. You might just be able to get to ride it, too." He ruffled Sebastian's hair in a caring fashion. -
okay omg this is a late correction but
*light purple bags underneath of them
it sounds so awkward the way I accidentally typed it -
Sebastian unwrapped his legs from around him and did the same with his arms when he was set down on the four-wheeler. He swung his leg around so he was sitting on the seat properly, he nodded slightly, "Do you want something to eat first or go sleep?" He asked and started the four-wheeler, he laughed at the comment, shaking his head slightly, "We'll see." He said chuckling, he moved into the hand slightly .
He pulled on the handle returning the way they came, approaching the path he took another sharp-ish turn onto the path again. He drove not as fast as before but not slowly either. He stared ahead with a somewhat lazy precision not really caring since not much would really be there. He drove out of the forest and back into the garage it was in before, Sebastian chuckled slightly, "Head on inside, I'm going to grab something from the car." He said. -
Grayson gave a small shrug of the shoulders as he responded, "Food would probably be in my best interest at the moment." As they rode through the peculiar forest path once again, Grayson was quiet. The very eventful day left much for him to wonder about. He also took into consideration what would happen if they were to return to school on the upcoming Monday. They had left early without giving any warning to any of the teachers. It would be a miracle if nobody had noticed either of them were gone throughout the rest of the day. The teenager was also missing a lacrosse practice at that moment. He grimaced, deciding that he could pull some card that would convince the other players that he had meant no harm and that he would never do it again and all that garbage. Being a model student, cutting class and practice was far out of the ordinary for the boy, and so he went over any consequences he might receive. Nothing seemed too unreasonable, so he shrugged the worry off, concluding that he should be focusing on the moment.
Once they were back at the house, Grayson slowly pulled himself up from the four-wheeler, giving a weak salute to the other after he heard his instruction. He stretched out once more, swallowing heavily and stepping towards the entrance of the home until he came to it. He scurried inside from that point, standing as close to the door as possible without being in front of it. He was not positive where he was permitted to go inside of the house, so waiting for Sebastian seemed like the best option. -
Sebastian waited til Grayson was in the house to grab what he'd put in earlier under the seat. As he left the garage he closed the door and grabbed his camera bag from the car and went into the house, "You can sit down, Grayson, theirs a room upstairs that's locked and one in the basement too that you can't go in but they're both locked, I'm pretty sure their isn't cable but my Netflix should still logged in, if you hang to watch something." He opened the cupboards and sighed, "My mum cleared out the food, or she sent someone to. That's probably for the best it be horrible by now... Do you want me to order something? Or I can go get some groceries or pick something up. Which would you prefer?" He asked.
He wasn't too worried about then skipping, he'd done it quite a bit, not since he started the tutoring sessions with Grayson but before he'd get upset, frustrated or/and pissed off and left, no one every really questioned it but it might of just been because it was only him, he was sure Grayson might get a few questions but they should be easy to answer. He shrugged it off and waited for an answer. -
Grayson sauntered to a couch that he spotted in a nearby lounging space, basically collapsing onto it. He let out some groan of gratitude, hugging a pillow that he grabbed from the left side. He contemplated what he might want for dinner. His was ravenous, his stomach calling for any kind of ration he would be capable of chowing down on. "Whatever is quicker," he responded, "I'm just really hungry. I like salad and chicken and doughnuts and cereal and vegetables and mmmppph...Any food besides cheeseburgers, really." It was a peculiar dislike for a teenage boy. Most would happily accept the dripping slab of meat that was smothered in cheese, tomatoes, and onions. But not Grayson, no no no. A single bite was vomit-inducing for the male's body.
"I have my wallet if you wanna do a little ordering. I'm sure I have more than forty in there. I don't really spend my money unless it's on lacrosse gear." He pulled his leather wallet from the space between his jeans and his hip, placing it on a nearby coffee table. He peered around, interested in the house. He wondered if it was all for Sebastian, if the boy could come around whenever he wanted and do whatever he pleased. That would be something to jealous of-- being capable to escape everything for even just a little while. He smiled at the idea, looking to Sebastian in anticipation of a response. -
Sebastian thought for a moment, "How about pizza?" He asked walking over to the club and leaning on it, "Theirs a place not to far from here, it shouldn't take too long..." he said and thought for a moment, "Yeah I think that sounds good, what do you want on the pizza? Oh and drinks." He said, he studied Grayson for a moment a smile tugging on his lips, he ran a hand down through Grayson's hair ruffling it a bit, "If you want to sleep, go upstairs on one of the beds, this will make your body more sore. I can bring food up and wake you when it's here ." He said with a small smile.
"Thanks but it's okay, I have some money." He refused to look away from Grayson, not in a creepy way in a 'I can't look at this house yet.' sort of way, little bits maybe but not in the way Grayson was examining the house it was the small things, like the dent in the doorframe beside him from when he ran into it and broke his nose and his glasses. The scratches on the floors from when him and Meg tried to move the furniture, the burn marks on wall of the room of the basement, the little things that made the house lived in even if was by people as strange as him and Gran, he grew up here, and now he was almost alone, he didn't have a family beside his pathetic excuse of a mother, no friends just the boy in front of him. And Sebastian wasn't ready to really look at the house yet, not without his grandmother there. -
Just hearing the word 'pizza' caused Grayson's stomach to be sent into a flurry of grumbles and pleading for replenishment. His eyes lit up, much like a child's would if they woke to unlimited gifts on a lovely Christmas morning. The teenager leaned into the touch before pulling himself to a sitting position. He was obviously very intensely thinking of the pizza toppings he could possibly have. There were a multitude of them that he desired-- mushrooms, spinach, pineapple, pepperoni, sausage...He shook his head, nearly laughing at himself at how childish he was being. It was clear that the offer of the lovely Italian food was enticing. After tapping his pointer finger against his chin, he grinned. "I like pepperoni. I haven't had that in a while, either. As for drinks...Well, anything is fine. Not really against any of 'em." He stood. "Lacrosse puts me on a strict diet." The boy rolled his eyes like a frustrated teenage girl. "But I can always break it." He rubbed his stomach, thanking Sebastian for his compassionate attitude.
"I will take up that offer of a bed. I think I'll be able to find my way. When you wake me up, all you really have to do nudge me a few times. That always does the trick." He did a little shake of the body, trudging along until he came across the staircase that would lead him to the other rooms Sebastian had spoken of. He tried a door handle, finding that it opened easily and it seemed he was permitted entrance. A sigh of relief came from him as he made his way to the bed. It seemed neat and taken care of, and he couldn't help but wonder how often there were people in the home. He shrugged, taking a seat on the plush, black and white themed blankets. The teenager peeled his shirt off, folding it neatly and placing it on a nearby nightstand. He fell against the bed, yanking a blanket over himself and setting his head on the pillow. As clich as it may sound, as soon as his cranium fell against the soft surface, he was out, snoring very very quietly. -
Sebastian chuckle, "Okay, well I'll call." He nodded and watched him go upstairs. He pulled out his phone, and dialed the number, "Hey this is Links what can I get you?" The girl said over the phone, "Um hey, can I have a medium pepperoni pizza and a coke and a sprite." He asked, "Oh right, you guys have root beer, root beer and a sprite." He said, "Sure." She said and he could hear her scribbling it down on the paper, he heard a loud, 'Meg your tables are backing up.' she responded with a loud 'Give me a minute, mum.' she made a small humming noise, "Okay pick up or drop off?" She asked, "Drop off," he said and rattled off the address and she said the price and then he hung up.
He walke out side and sat in front of the house. He sat there for a while til he heard a car pilling up the driveway. When the guy hopped out with the pizza and drinks, "Hey, Seb!" He said, Sebastian stood up,
"Hi, Justin." He held out the pizza with the pop on top, "Your food, sir." Seb took it and handed him some money. "Cool, You know Meg flipped when she figured out who called but that's besides the point I really was starting to think you wouldn't come up... Or is someone hiding in that house of yours?" Justin said a smirk playing at his lips, Seb narrowed his eyes,
"What's that suppose to mean Justin because I know you didn't mean it the way it sounded. " Seb said,
"Well-"
"Think very carefully about what your going to say."
"Do I really have to?"
"My grandparents protected you family, I won't hesitate not to protect you if you start acting like that s--- excuse of a father."
"Like you can talk about poor fathers... Show me who your hiding Seb." He said taking a step towards the house, Seb blocked him and shoved him back.
"Sorry but I don't trust you around him, shifter."
"Oooh, fine then, witch but you can't hide him forever." He said and walked over to the truck and hopped in, "See ya, Seb!" He yelled chuckling
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