forum Boys will be boys (CLOSED MxM ROLEPLAY)(Stalkers welcomed and appreciated <3)

Started March 16, 2020 by @Fraust

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"I mean, no. Not without the crutches, at least, and barely even with them. But I can't just not go to school. I've missed too much already from being in that hellhole."

"Yeh. They didn't send you your work?" Damien pulled over, fishing out his phone and plugging it in to get a GPS up and running. "I don't know, really. You really can't fucking be alone, man, it's not safe."

"If they sent it to me, I didn't know about it…" Rowan sighed. "Yeah… you're right. But it's not like I constantly had someone with me in there either. This'll be better."

"I hope so." Damien sighed. He got them back on the road. "Uh- you wanna listen to anything in particular? I'm not really into anything playing right now." He tapped the car's dashboard.

"Um… not that I can think of. Anything is fine with me." Rowan sighed and looked out the window, toying with the bandages on his arms a bit.

"Yeah. Alright." He fished through Spotify, putting on some Nirvana at a red light and continuing to drive. "You good with this?"

Rowan nodded, watching the horizon go by through the window. He still seemed tense and antsy, as though afraid that Damien would take him back.

"I'm not taking you back, Ro." Damien would've looked over if he wasn't afraid of crashing the car. "We're.. thirty-ish minutes away from home, alright?"

"Mmkay…" Rowan nodded stiffly, keeping his gaze firmly on the horizon. "I-I… um… thanks, Damien…" He said softly.

"Don't mention it. It's fine." Damien shook his head. He hummed along to the song playing through the stereo, head bobbing.

Rowan nibbled on his knuckles anxiously while he waited for them to arrive back home. He just generally seemed more jittery and tense than when he'd arrived at the hospital.

"You alright, man?" Damien shot a quick glance over. He thumbed through his music, changing albums to the Alice in Chains Unplugged one. One of his favorite. "You need anythin' when we get home? Hungry?"

"M'alright… and yeah, food would be nice. They don't let you have any good food in that place." He sighed.

"Yeah.. I remember that much." Damien bobbed his head along to the song, mumbling the words. "Y'know, I think we really only have like.. box mac 'n cheese. If that's fine."

"Sounds fine to me…" Rowan leaned against the window, still fidgeting a bit. "I'm really not too picky, to be honest…"

"Cool." Damien looked over, reaching out to put a hand on Rowan's shoulder. "You'll be okay, man. Trust me."

Rowan looked over at Damien when he felt the other's hand on his shoulder. He nodded a bit. "I… y-yeah… thanks, Damien…"

"It's no big deal. You're gonna get through this. Guarantee it." Damien moved his hand to ruffle Rowan's hair, then back to the steering wheel.

Rowan flushed a bit and nodded again. "I'm… I'm sure I will. I'm just not quite sure like… how to not freak out when I'm alone…"

"That's what therapy's for, man. I guess it's just somethin' you gotta learn, y'know?" Damien shrugged, entering their neighborhood. "We're almost there, though. Uh- we should probably get some of your stuff and.. like.. feed Milo? Y'know?"

"Have you not been feeding him??" Rowan went pale and looked back out the window, seeming even more anxious now.

"No, man, I have! I haven't fed him dinner or whatever, since I didn't have time. I need to let him out." Damien responded quickly, pulling into Rowan's driveway.

Rowan breathed a quiet sigh of relief. "Fuck, man… don't scare me like that. I would literally die for Milo." He pushed open the car door when they stopped and got out without thinking. Considering he had a broken leg and all, he immediately collapsed.

"I know, man. I didn't think you'd take it like that, sorry-" Damien seemingly forgot about the broken leg too, as he didn't tell Rowan to wait before he got out. "Oh, fuck-" Damien hopped out of the car, hustling over to help Rowan up. "Jesus, man, you okay?"

Rowan seemed dazed, but overall alright. "Mmmm… m'okay…." He mumbled, groaning softly as he pulled himself up with Damien's help. "Stupid fuckin' leg…"

"I'd pick you up, but.. not that strong." Damien laughed, grabbing Rowan's crutches from the car and handing them over. "You sure you're alright?"

"Yeah, m'fine…" Rowan accepted his crutches and hoisted himself up onto them. "Gotta go see Mi… he's a good boy."

"I think he misses you." Damien walked inside with Rowan, whistling to alert Milo to their presence. "Hey buddy! We're back!"

Milo barrelled into the hall, his nails clattering on the hardwood floor. Thankfully, he didn't tackle Rowan to the ground, instead just spinning excitedly in front of Rowan. Rowan grinned and ruffled his fur. "Hey, Mi! I'm sorry I've been gone so long…"

Damien watched the interaction with a soft interaction for a moment, then stepped past the dog. "I'm gonna go feed him now. Do we need to get your clothes 'n shit?"