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Post by */ keith gray on Feb 4, 2010 23:58:13 GMT
so what if you can see the darkest side of me no one will ever change this animal i have become !
a quiet mutter came from the thirteen year old boy as he wandered over to the fountain, ignoring the pink and red blossom that floated on the ever-coldening breeze. once by the fountain, the blonde male sat down on the edge of it, placing his cup of coffee beside him as he took the strap of his messenger bag and drew it over his head. quickly he opened the bag, taking out his laptop and sliding out his earphones. he dropped the bag on the floor by his legs that dangled just above the ground, and placed his laptop on his lap. he opened it up, and switched it on, and while waiting he plugged his earphones into the portable computer, and placed them in the appropriate ears. he picked up his cup of coffee, hoping it would do its work and keep him awake. he hadn't slept for two nights, and found himself drinking more and more drinks with caffeine in them. of course, he wasn't eating, but it never ever occurred to him to eat... that's why he was so thin and underweight.
he lifted the cup to his lips, sipping it quickly before placing it back down beside him. he looked at the log in page for a moment, before quickly clicking the password box and typing in his password and then hitting the enter key. there.
keith gray's currently pastel orange eyes flickered to the charge. one hundred percent full. he blinked a few times, before drawing his attention to the music program he had, for editing his band's songs. quickly he opened that up, and then drew the mouse and started to open up the files that he needed. he needed to listen to the song, and maybe tweak it a bit... it would've helped if someone he knew could listen, but the year nine had no idea where kiara cherrystone went, so there was no one he knew who could give him an opinion.
the sound of footsteps made keith suddenly look up, a small look of fear in his eyes before he relaxed, seeing someone walking towards the fountain, and him. the blossom on the air was floating, and dropping to the floor. the blonde male's gaze flicked to the side, wondering why the blossom was letting loose and floating today, but he ignored it, and returned his gaze to the person, immediately recognizing the black haired jock walking towards him. as he looked back down at his laptop, and waited for the music to load, keith gray let out a quiet:
"hello there, matthew..."
TAGS} CLOSED : matthew daskon
WORDS} four hundred and twenty eight.
NOTES} sakura drop by utada hikaru is prettyy. listenn to it. xD
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Post by &&.matthew daskon. on Feb 5, 2010 0:19:22 GMT
"Hey there, Keith." Matthew Daskon's tone was friendly and calm, as always. He dropped next to the other jock lightly, flicking his long hair out of his face and leaning against the back of the fountain. "What'cha doing?" he asked, not the type to just look through somebody's laptop. He, himself, had a whole bunch of stuff on his laptop that was private. Drawings on the computer, scripts written solely for fun, and other junk. But, it was still his private junk, that nobody could see.
Since his friend had earphones in, and due to the fact Matt knew he was in a band, he reckoned that he was listening over one of his many songs. Matthew had always thought that being in a band would be good, but he'd never got round to actually even learning how to play an instrument. He turned his head slightly to smile slightly at Keith, the smirk lighting up his handsome face, baby-blue eyes shining, as usual. "Band stuff?" he queried.
Matthew Daskon;; 177 words;; strong muse;; hott xD |
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Post by */ keith gray on Feb 5, 2010 16:36:22 GMT
matt's friendly and calm voice made a small smile flicker on keith's face, but that disappeared when he heard the other jock sat down beside him. the blonde slouched forward a bit, keeping his eyes on the now loaded song. he was about to move the touch pad mouse to the play button when he heard the black haired male ask him what he was doing. keith kept silent for a moment, before quickly picking up his cup of coffee and lifting it to his lips, sipping the hot liquid and then placing it back on the fountain beside him. he turned his head a bit to look at matthew, noticing the smirk on the other year nine's face, but he ignored it, instead focusing his pastel orange eyes on matt's bright blue eyes.
"yesterday i got my band together and we started practising a song i wrote for our drummer and his ex-girlfriend," keith looked back at the laptop, moving his mouse to the title of the song - i hate everything about you - and then took one of the ear pieces out of his ear. "i need an opinion on it, so could you perhaps listen...?" why do i usually feel a bit shy around matt? the thirteen year old only watched matt from the corner of his eyes, keeping the laptop mouse hovering over the 'play' button.
NOTES} i hate everything about you! if you want the link xD ignore the video clips. o3o just the music, lol.
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Post by &&.matthew daskon. on Feb 5, 2010 16:48:00 GMT
The year nine blinked, already wondering what genre of music it was, and how skilled it was, and such. He smiled. Music was the only loud noise he liked, and the only loud noise he'd ever like. "Sure! I'd love to hear your music," he said. As the dark-haired fourteen year old reached out to take the earphone, his and Keith's hands touched, for a fraction of a second more than they should have. He put the earphone into his ear casually, but his heart was racing; was that the tinge of a blush on Keith's face?
101 words;; neutral muse;; i like to roleplay matt. x3 |
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Post by */ keith gray on Feb 5, 2010 17:27:53 GMT
a small grin had flickered on keith's face but that immediately disappeared to be replaced with a small tinge of reddish pink on his cheeks when the other jock had accidently touched his hand for more than he should have. the blonde haired jock bit his lip a bit before double tapping the mouse pad, trying to brush away the fact that his heart was fluttering and he suddenly felt a bit... warm. his eyes were changing colour to a more brighter orange, a sort of amber colour. keith kept his eyes on the laptop screen, listening to his own singing, suddenly feeling a little nervous about what matt would say about his singing, but... he shouldn't really be nervous. after all, there was no point in being anxious about the other jock's opinion on his singing and, more importantly, the song...
...the song was about one minute in when keith looked at the time bar, his heart still fluttering.
NOTES} x3
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Post by &&.matthew daskon. on Feb 5, 2010 17:43:23 GMT
Matthew sat in silence, listening to the song. Once the last beat had finished, he turned to his friend, eyes wide with awe. ”Keith... that was awesome, honestly. You and your band have true talent. Keep going with them... really.” He took the earphone from his ear. He didn’t know what he was doing, but he pressed it into Keith’s hand, leaving his own hand lingering there. He was curious as how he would react... this could possibly harm their friendship, but he just had to know... he just had to. Heart pounding, he lifted his head to gaze at Keith full-on, blue eyes blazing.
105 words;; strong muse;; this is adorable. xD |
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Post by */ keith gray on Feb 5, 2010 18:01:59 GMT
when the song had faded out, the young teen kept his eyes on the screen, feeling matt's knees hit his leg, gently, and as he turned his head slightly, keith saw that the dark haired male had turned to him, eyes wider than normal, their ocean colour glimmering like a pebble falling into water... keith mentally kicked himself, keeping his eyes on matt. a small smile was on the blonde's face, though with a small pink red tint to his cheeks again. he watched, staying still and saying nothing at all, as the other person took the ear piece from his ear, pressing it into keith's hand.
heart flutter. his heart quickened in speed before it was racing.
why...? the thirteen year old fixed his deep amber orange eyes on matt's blue ones, not moving the hand that matthew had his hand on. keith lifted up his other hand, forcing his gaze away from his friend and looking down at his own lap and taking the ear piece out of his own ear.
keith's hand was shaking a bit in anxiety, but he still kept it by matt's, holding the other teenager's hand... the blonde jock didn't want to meet matt's eyes, but he couldn't force himself to pull his hand away. just why...?
NOTES} definitely xD i believe this ain't yaoi - yet. it's shounen-ai, which is translated as boy's love <3 xD
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Post by &&.matthew daskon. on Feb 5, 2010 19:09:09 GMT
The year nine felt a relief when he didn't pull away. He'd already known his sexuality, and also known Keith was bisexual, but still. Most of the 'bisexual' guys were straight. Matthew bit his lip, not sure what to do next. "Um... Keith?" he ventured cautiously. "Are you... are you okay, Keith?" Though the blonde teenager not pulling away was a good sign, Matt could sense that he was deliberately not looking him in the eye. His gaze dropped to the side, to stare at the water gracefully splashing down, endlessly, through the fountain. Dear God, let this go right, he silently begged in his mind; he didn't want to lose Keith as a friend.
115 words;; great muse;; this is definitely my favourite thread in all my human roleplay history so far <3 and lmao, YAOI. That doesn’t come ‘til later. xP |
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Post by */ keith gray on Feb 5, 2010 19:37:30 GMT
"i'm... ok..." i think... keith added to himself silently, eyes flickering to the side and watching matthew for a moment, noticing that the other year nine's gaze had just moved over to surface of the fountain water. slowly, keith pulled his hand from matt's, feeling the cold air immediately after pulling his own hand from the dark haired jock's one. keith looked at his laptop, biting his lip gently before he took the earphones out and closed the music program, attempting to forget what just happened between him and matt. it felt so wrong, but it felt so nice too... if it was a good feeling, but it was wrong, the blonde would most likely just ignore the feeling of wrongness...
keith slowly shut him laptop, having shut it down quickly, and slid off the fountain's edge, crouching down and sliding his laptop in the appropriate part of his messenger bag. he slid the earphones in afterwards, feeling a small tingling sensation all over his body as he closed the bag and stood up again, sitting on the fountain edge again, not noticing that he was sitting slightly closer to the black haired jock than he was. keith still looked down, but after a moment he looked up, watching the other male's face for a moment.
it was almost sudden, albeit it being a bit slow. the blonde teen had moved forward, lifting matt's head up gently and pressing his warm lips against the other male's.
NOTES} <3 xD sort of a cliff hanger.
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Post by &&.matthew daskon. on Feb 5, 2010 19:51:25 GMT
A jolt of shock went through him as Keith’s lips moved against his, but it wasn’t unpleasant. At first, he tensed slightly, but relaxed, feeling the way his mouth moved to shape around the other year nine’s lips. Matthew had never kissed somebody before, save family when he was very young, but of course, that wasn’t like this. It didn’t surprise Matthew when he was the one to pull away. He blinked a few times, blue eyes flashing in and out of sight. He didn’t know what to say, now. To his own surprise, he just chuckled lightly, and said, “Well, then.”
102 words;; pretty good muse;; this type of roleplay is very new to me. What scares me, is I’m pretty good at it. x3 |
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