forum The Onyx Reapers

Started March 24, 2018 by @Mark_Is_Male group

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"I could never take something that beautiful away from somebody!" He said, furrowing his eyebrows and admiring the flower one last time before turning to the much taller boy.

"So, what do you wanna do now?"

“Mm, we could just go back to my place? We don’t go there often,” Floyd suggested, shrugging his shoulders. It was true, they usually tended to go to the castle, as it was much nicer than his two story cottage.

Ace nodded in agreement, giving Floyd a shy smile, his cheeks a light red color.

“Let’s go then, it’s not far,” Floyd continued as he nudged his way through small crowds. “Nick will be at work, and Cassie should be too, so we should have the whole place to ourselves.”

Silently nodding, Ace followed Floyd, waving every now and then, running his hand nervously through his blonde hair, his blue eyes locked on his friend so he didn't get lost.

Eventually, Floyd walked up to a quaint looking stone cottage. He dug through his pocket and took out a key, which he used to unlock the front door. “Here we are,” he announced, ushering Ace inside. “It’s no palace, but it’s definetly somethin’.”

"I love it." Ace said, his eyes wide as he looked around the place, a small smile spread across his face.

“Yeah? It’s not big, but it’s cozy. You want to take the grand tour?” Floyd asked in joking tone, hands on his hips as he glanced around. He slightly dreaded taking Ace up to his room, he couldn’t remember if he had cleaned it recently or not.

He smiled, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"Lead the way."

“Alright! Before we get this tour started I’ll have to ask you to remove your shoes so the lady of the household doesn’t yell at me,” Floyd declared, crouching to untie the laces of his brown combat boots. When he slipped them off, he set them aside by the door.

Ace nodded, taking of his shoes and placing them next to Floyd's. Once he finished he turned around, and waited patiently for Floyd to tell him what to do next.

“First, if you look to your right,” Floyd began, motioning toward a smaller room that had a seating area, a few shelves of books, and a rug covering the hardwood floor. “That is the living room-area.”

He turned Ace to face the opposite way. “That’s the dining room,” he continued, motioning towards the room, which held a wooden table with a few chairs around it.

Ace nodded, following closely behind Floyd, looking around, he liked Floyd's house.

Floyd led him through the dining room, and into what looked like a kitchen. The counters were a dark colored marble, and the floors were neatly tiled. “Here is this kitchen..” he said, gesturing with his hands.

He led Ace out of the kitchen through a different walk way, stopping at a single door. “Right down there is the basement, but we don’t need to go down there,” he continued, not knowing if some of the small bloodstains from Nick and his last fight were cleaned up.

“Now for the upstairs!” He announced, leading his friend up a small flight of stairs.

Ace laughed at Floyd, following him as he went up the stairs, admiring the home.

(Creativity level 0.)

(Lmao it’s fine, there’s not much to say)

Floyd entered a hallway with four doors. “This first door is a bathroom,” he said, motioning to it.

“This,” He continued, half kicking the door open to a decent sized bedroom. “Is Nick’s stupid room.”

He turned to the door across the hall from it, this time actually opening it normally. It was another bedroom, this one the same size as the last, but much neater and brightly colored. “This is Cassie’s room, obviously.”

Floyd made his way to the last door and shoved it open. The bedroom was slightly smaller, and a bit messy. “Finally, the main attraction: my room,” he announced, snatching up a pair of shorts that had been tossed onto the floor and throwing it into a laundry basket in the corner of the room.

(I just blanked, I'm part of so many rp's atm that I wrote down like five names before getting to Ace.)

Ace looked around the room, pretending he didn't see what Floyd did and once again admired the room.

"I like your home." Ace said, smiling happily as he looked around.

"It's more like a…home than what that big old stupid 'castle' is, it feel's somewhat..safer?" He said in a questioning tone, telling the truth as he looked up at Floyd.

(Lmao, relatable..)

Floyd arched a brow and smiled. He jumped onto his bed, laying flat on his back with his limbs stretched out. “Yeah? I understand that. It’s pretty peaceful here.”

Ace laid next to Floyd on his stomach, getting closer than he had meant to, but he went with it, afraid it would make this awkward. He watched his friends face, a strange bubbly feeling in his stomach.

“This is nice,” Floyd rambled on, being his usual chatty self. “It’s quiet for once. It’s actually loud, usually Nick and Cassie are always arguing about something.” He chuckled slightly, turning his head to look at his friend, who was surprisingly close to him.

Ace laughed a bit at Floyd's comment, his cheeks heating up when he realized Floyd noticed the small amount of space between the two of them.

Shit shit shit shit what do I do? He internally panicked, although he kept a smile on his face.

Floyd laughed a bit, grinning with a devilish glint in his eyes. “Ace, you’re about as red as Cassie’s painted walls, is there something you want to say to me?” He teased, brows raised expectantly.

(Oml I just had this fanboy moment and I legit squealed.)

"W-what are you talking about? I have no idea what you are talking about." He said, freaking out as he pushed himself up and away from Floyd, looking away as his heart raced.

(Lmao, a friend is having the same thing, only he’s just crying and complaining that it’s going to mess up his “perfect makeup” rip)

“You know damn well what I mean, boy,” Floyd exclaimed, snatching up a pillow from beside him and half hitting his friend before dropping it onto his own face.

"N-no I don't think I do." He said, crossing his arms over his chest and raising his head, "Care to explain?"

“Mm, no thank you. You may be my superior, technically, but I’m older than you,” Floyd said, his voice muffled because of the pillow on his face.

“And you were the one with the suspicious expression,” he continued, hands moving as he spoke.

Ace growled, not enjoying when Floyd used the 'Age' excuse. He smirked, sitting on Floyd's lap, a leg on each side and his hands resting next to his head.

"You said it yourself, I'm your superior, General." He whispered as he got closer to where the pillow was currently resting on his face. He picked it up and threw it on the ground, getting closer.

(Oof my boy Ace is getting very confident xD)

(Oh my)

Floyd’s eyes widened slightly when he first felt the waist on his lower torso, then widened more at Ace’s tone. His face was slightly flushed as he looked up at his friend. There was an uneasy feeling in his stomach at the intimate like closeness. “Now do you want to tell me what you are doing?” He asked, doing his best to bring the confidence back to his tone.

He got closer until their nose's where touching, before he started to poke Floyd's sides and stick out his tongue.

Floyd laughed sharply at the sudden jabs. “Ah, fuck off!” He exclaimed. Despite his laughter, he would by lying if he said he was pleased by this outcome.