forum Gay Romeo and Juliet?

Started June 29, 2019 by @Fenrir

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“Did you really believe it was me? Did you really think I would do those things to you?” He asked quietly, pressing another gentle kiss to Harrows lips.

"at first, yeah…I thought it was you." He said in shame "but then when you started doing things to me that didn't seem right, I knew something was off. I panicked and ran off. When I saw you coming after me i thought you were going to try to do worse," he shook his head and heavily breathed in. "I know you wouldn't do that to me, but seeing you and feeling that messed me up and…"

“Hey..it’s okay, it’s okay. I understand. You had every right to feel that way. Just know that I don’t want you to ever feel that way around me and if you do then please tell me. I love you so much.” He said quickly, gently stroking Harrows cheek.

He shook his head afd whiped away the few tears that had escaped "n-no, I know you from him now. I-i'm alright." He snuggled close to the other and leaned into his hand "I love you too Rowan, so, so much."

“Okay, just tell me if something is ever wrong. I’ll always be here for you, I promise.” He whispered, yawning quietly. “Who knew getting stabbed was so exhausting..” he murmured, letting his eyes shut as Harrow snuggled close to him.

"I will my dear. I promise." He kissed Rowan's head and held him tight as the fell asleep against each other

(Skip?
Is there something you want to happen? I could always have his mom or someone come and create chaos etc)

(sure!)
Harrow awoke in the early morning to his phone buzzing on the table. He gently slipped out of bed and towards the door. "Hello? Hey Mom."
"Harrow?! Oh harrow thank God! Are you alright?! I heard you were in the hospital!" His mother's shrill voice cried out.
"Mom I'm fine, it's Rowan that went to the hospital."
"Oh…." His mother deadpanned "I was going to go over to see you but I guess I don't have to now. Send him my regards."
"Mom wait, come over. We need to talk."
"And see you with that…that Lancaster with you. I think not Harrow."
"Think about it,"

Rowan whined softly and rolled over onto his side, a mistake. He cried out in pain and flopped back down onto his back, letting out a soft huff. He opened one eye and glanced over at Harrow, half-listening to his conversation. I wonder if Mom and Dad even know I'm in the hospital.. He thought, turning his head away and pulling the sheets up around him.

Harrow sighed when his mother hanged up and returned back to bed. He curled around Rowan, this long. He was still asleep and stroked his hair. He pressed a light kiss to his shoulder and gazed out the window, knowing now they were alone in the world, only each other to hold and love.

Rowan pressed closer to Harrow, breathing in and sighing softly. "Harrow?" He mumbled quietly. "Can you go home and get my phone?" He asked hopefully, realizing he needed to call his boss and tell them he couldn't be there.

He glanced down and nodded "of course, love. Where is it?" He asked, standing up and pulling on his jacket.

"In my bag next to the door, I think." He replied sleepily, pressing his face against the pillow where Harrow had been. "Thank you, darling." Rowan could feel himself close to sleep again, his eyes still closed.

Harrow walked over with a soft smile and kissed Rowan's cheek. "I'll be back in half an hour." He said, walking out of the room to go to the apartment

Rowan nodded and tried to go back to sleep. The nurse came in a couple times to give him some medicine and check the wound while Harrow was gone. Rowan seemed just on the verge of sleep before he heard his mother’s voice outside the room and the opening of a door. He decided to pretend to be asleep, turned away from the door. She came in and quickly strode over to his bed, followed slightly reluctantly by his father.
“Where did we go wrong with him..” She said quietly, kissing the top of Rowan’s head and gazing down at him sadly.
His father seemed to not really care that his son was in the hospital. “He decided these things on his own, Laura. We couldn't control his bad decisions before, and we can’t now. Why are we even still here? He’s asleep.”

Harrow returned from the apartment, having found rowan's phone and thicker blankets. He also found his mother walking along the streets and convinced her to come along for his sake. When he got to the hospital, he could hear voices from inside Rowan's room. He peeked in and saw Rowan's mother and whom he assumed his father as well, talking next to his bed. "Mom, can you wait here?" Without waiting for a response he walked into the room and politely cleared his throat "Hello Mrs. Lancaster, Mr. Lancaster," he bowed slightly in respect and walked over to the side where Rowan was turned. He set the phone down on the table and opened the blanket, laying it on top of Rowan for warmth. He pressed a kiss to his head, noticing he was awake. He smiled softly and sat down on the edge of the bed, gently stroking Rowan's hair. "I assume you know why he's here," he said, never looking away from Rowan as he hugged the other close

Rowan’s parents looked shocked for a moment before regaining their composure and both returning stern looks.

Rowan smiled gently and snuggled close to Harrow. “Thanks, love.” He murmured, still facing away from his parents.

“Of course we know why he’s here. And I assume it was one of your people who did it. Seems like the type of thing they would do if they treat other people like they do their business dealings. Dirty bastards.”
His father muttered, brushing a piece of lint off his suit.

Rowan finally turned his head and glared at him, gripping Harrows hand tight. He didn’t open his mouth immediately, not sure if he would reply or just burst into tears.

Harrow's mother took a step forward to defend her son but paused when he saw him shake his head. He faced Rowan's parents again and smiled softly although strained. "I wouldn't call the person who did this 'one of our people' but it was my fault that this escalated to Rowan getting hurt. I had never ever wanted Rowan to get hurt. If I could reverse time I would have acted differently. Call me whatever you like, I probably deserve it seeing that I couldn't protect the one I love the most but leave my family ou of this. Leave whatever discussion you have about business and contracts out of this." he looked away and rested his head on top of Rowan's, waiting for the backlash from his own mother and from Rowan's parents

Rowan glanced up at Harrow and shook his head a bit. “I thought we agreed that this wasn’t either of our faults.” He said quietly before turning back to his parents. “And as for you two. I’d appreciate it if you kept your egocentric, money-obsessed, bullshit out of my face. I’m marrying Harrow whether you approve or not. So you can either leave right now and leave me with the impression that we’re no longer on speaking terms. Or you can wait a moment and then we can have a conversation about this like adults.” He replied, staring at the pair of them.

His father stared back for a moment before grabbing his wife’s arm and beginning to walk out of the room. She seemed to protest a bit and glanced back at Rowan. “Wait..can’t we just-“
“No. We’re leaving. If he wants to marry this person then he can do what he wants. We’re done raising him. Let’s go.” He said finally, glaring at Harrows mother before leaving the room with a huff.

Harrow glanced down at rowan "just because we've agreed that it was neither of our faults doesn't I wish things could have turned out differently." Harrow watched the two leave before turning to his mother "the same goes for you. I can accept you not agree with my choices but I don't need anyone else telling me what to do with my life. If you really want to know what happened, I suggest you ask your prized Zander whom you thought was better for me than Rowan. Ask him about the deal he made. Ask him about the witch." he snuggled close to Rowan and glared away from his mother, focusing on rowan until she left with a similar huff of annoyance as Rowan's parents had did

Rowan turned back to face Harrow and pressed his face into his chest, trying to keep himself from shaking. “I’m so glad I have you.” He said, voice wobbling dangerously. He squeezed his eyes shut and wished that it could just be him and Harrow together without any complaints or Zander.

Harrow cupped he back of his head and kissed rowan's hair "I'm glad I have you too, my savior." he rubbed his back soothingly, careful not to touch the scars and bandages that cover the deeper wounds

Rowan took a deep, shaky breath, unable to keep a few tears from sliding down his cheeks. “Keep doing that.” He murmured, finding the touches soothing and pressing closer to Harrow.

Harrow glanced down at Rowan and kissed his forehead. He slipped his hand beneath his shirt and continued to rub his back, following the curve of his spine. He also traced the dips of his muscles

Rowan breathed out, relaxing a bit and letting a soft smile spread across his lips. “Thanks, love. You’re perfect.” He murmured.

"far from it, but your welcome darling." He his lips softly and left his lips pressed against his forehead. "You're twe perfect one."

“If I was perfect, I would be able to fix this mess with our families and Zander.” He replied quietly, staying as close to Harrow as the bed and his injuries would allow.

Harrow shook his head "then that's mean your perfect for them, knowing what are families would want us to do. That's not what I mean, you're perfect for me." He kissed his head tenderly and burried his hand in his hair