forum “I’m Addicted. I’m Addicted to Your Touch and I Need to Protect You.” (O/O)

Started November 25, 2018 by Deleted user

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He smiles. "You… you don't have to worry about it. It's okay." He calms down and relaxes. "Thank you. It' super kind of you. I brought my own food." he mutters quietly.

Laerie smiled and shook his head. “I don’t mind. I’ll buy you a cookie bar. They’re delicious.” He hopped in line, to be noticed by a pretty blonde girl. She sauntered over, batting her eyelashes.
“Hey Lae. How are you doing today?” She cocked her hips to the side.
Laerie smiled at her. “I’m doing well Stela. How are you?”
“Better now that I’ve seen you…”

Growling lowly, Michael steps in front of Laerie. "Hello Stela. Mind moving along." he hisses, his knuckles cracking slightly. His eyes were enough to kill someone, and the school knew about his juvie record. He smirks, his usually clear eyes were dark and he growls and places a hand on Laerie's shoulder. "I know a place a little down the ways. Why don't we head there? We need to talk."

Laerie gave Micheal a confused look as Stela hastily moved away. She didn’t even stay to listen to Michael’s threats.
“Talk?” Laerie repeated. “Okay, I suppose.”

Michael nods slowly and takes a breath and shakes his head and looks at the other. "Follow me." He says softly, wincing a little as he accidentally bumps a bruise on his hip.

Learie nodded and turned towards him. “I’m ready to go when you are. Are you okay?” He noticed the other wince.

"Yeah. Come on." He takes the wrist of the other and takes a deep breath. He sighs and walks out of the area. He was exhausted, he had gotten no sleep last night.

So how protective do you want him?//

(As protective as he could possibly be.)

Laerie let himself be led, following Micheal to the empty hallway.
“S-so, what’s up?”

As in what we anime nerds would call 'Yandere'?"

Michael looks at the other, before looking down at the ground. "It's just…" He smiles at the other. "I was thinking if you wanted to hang out tonight, there's a new place that opened downtown."

(Yes. But worse.)

Laerie smiled a bit, nodding. “Sure! I was thinking about going down there with some friends, actually, but I could go with you instead.”

Whoa. Yandere's murder people. You want worse?//

Michael's smiling demeanor falters slightly but chuckles. "What friends? Maybe we can all go together?" He asks happily.

(Honey do the worst you can.)

Laerie shook his head. “It can just be you and I. I don’t mind not going without them. They’ll understand.”

He smiles and nods. But in his mind he was already thinking about what he was planning to do. He just needed to get to Stela first.

Laerie titled his head. “Unless you wanted me to bring my friends?”

"No, no. It's alright." He smiles at the other with gentle eyes. "I'm ready for the weekend, how about you?"

Laerie smiled back and nodded. “The weeked seems like a wonderful thing to happen right now.”

"Well. Tomorrow is Friday." He nudges his side playfully.

“It’s not right now,” He pointed out with a grin.

Hmmm. I suppose I'll have to go Killing Stalking bad for this rp. It's gonna get dark btw//

He sighs. "I supoose thats true. Oh well." He chuckles and nudges his hip.

(Hmmmm okay. I’m cool with that.)

Laerie let himself be nudged. He was still smiling. “Right. Oh well.”

Michael smiles. "I won't be available this weekend. My aunt is coming to visit." He says happily. That would give him a good alias.

Laerie raised his eyebrows but nodded. “Alright. So when should we go?”

"Friday evening." He chuckles. "Right after school sound good?" He asks, smiling a bit.

Learie smiled and nodded. “That sounds great!”

He smiles and nods. "Yeah. It does." He chuckles before wincing at the pain in his back. It wasn't very noticeable.

Learie noticed his wince but didn’t say anything. “So should we get breakfast?”

"Sure. There's a cute little cafe about a minutes walk from here." He says happily.

Learie nodded and smiled. “That sounds good. We could run by there.” He patted his pocket to make sure he had his wallet.

"I could pay if you wanted." He says softly. He worked, so he got paid. He had a stash he always carried with him.

(So, in order to do what I have in mind, could they be seniors and summer is a few weeks away?)

(Sure, makes sense.)

Laerie waved a hand. “Don’t worry about it. I got it covered. I don’t want you to use your money.”