nO SHHH

oh no its fine xD im pretty slow myself haha

hmm.. i think im gonna use Lloyde (I haven't drawn him on colors yet-)
he's 16 and has a 'i dont give a fu.ck about anything' attitude. he wears headphones a lot and usually carries a gun around beause he's actually extremely paranoid on the inside. hes also pans.exual

and okeeee

Lloyde aproached his highschool, blue headphones covering his ears, dark blue hair waving gently in the soft wind. He wore a dark gray loose jacket with navy blue jeans. His hands were stuffed into his pockets. The teenaged boy gave a sigh and decided to sit down on one of the benches by the school. He had about ** minutes before classes started, and he sure as hell wasn't going to spend ** minutes waiting in that hellhole.
(he's also six feet tall)

*twenty minutes

(and mhmm! normal human rp owo
and yis
i liek that idea e w e//)

Lloyde was just kind-of staring into space, his blue-gray eyes as well as his facial expression emotionless. He didn't notice the group, nor hear them, as his headphones blocked out most sound.
(i knoW SO MUCH BLUEimsorry)

Lloyde flinched at the sudden contact, moving over a few inches. He stared at this new boy, slightly confused. Usually people tried their best to stay away.
and its fine owo//

Lloyde placed his hands around the headphones, pulling them outward a bit and then letting them fall down around his neck/shoulders. He could clearly hear what the girls were saying, but remained unfazed. The teenager kept his gray-blue gaze on Cyrus.

Lloyde blinked, before slowly reaching out his hand and grabbing Cyrus's, shaking it slightly. He was still confused, maybe even a bit unconfortable, but this had never happened before. Regardless on how he felt on the inside, he kept a straight face. "Lloyde." He said, voice somewhat rough sounding.

Lloyde just shrugged and nodded, his hand returning to his pocket. The teen stood up, streching for a few moments before he made his way inside the building. On his way to his locker, he kept thinking about Cyrus. 'There's no way. He must be lying. Or its some prank or something.. Yeah... its probably just a prank.' he thought. Lloyde got his things from the locker and then slammed it shut, getting to his first class a few minutes later and sitting down in his seat.

oh nono its fine!! no need to apologize!

*Im gonna do a timeskip to lunch i hope you don't mind ;w;*
Llyode currently was sitting outside, laying in the grass. His arms folded behind his head. Lunch was the best part of the day for him, simply because it was a chance for the paranoid teen to be alone, or, at least away from most of the people. Lloyde's eyes were closed, and it looked as if he were sleeping. It wasn't to sunny out, due to the clouds. It was about seventy degrees outside and Lloyde was pretty comfortable.

and okeee thank you for the warning ;v;

Lloyde mummbled something under his breath, and then rolled over onto his side, his face in the direction of Cyrus. His eyes were still closed and his mouth was open a bit. A few other students looked at him oddly but then just shrugged it off.

Lloyde slowly opened his eyes and after a few moments sat up slowly, yawning. He glanced around and spotted Cyrus. He looked.. A bit sad. Thats all Lloyde could tell from where he was since Cyrus was a distance off. Staring at the other teen, Lloyde let out a sigh and stood up and made his way over to Cyrus, surprised himself he was even doing it. Once he reached Cyrus, he looked down at him. "Hey."

Lloyde said nothing, but sat down next to him, not really knowing what to say or do, but still keeping a straight face. Clearly, Lloyde wasn't the best when it came to socializing or emotions.

hhng im really sorry but im so tired right now i need sleeeepp
its probably about 12 right now-
so uhh
yeahhhhhhh
i'll make sure to remember to reply to the rp in the morning
goodnightt
//faceplants into pillow and passes out

Llyode turned his head to face him, expression emotionless, but on the inside he was extremely confused. This kid had to be pranking him. Had to be. Butbat the same time, his gut feeling was scre.aming that he wasn't. Lloyde gave a shrug. "Dunno. I've never been in a relationship before. Nobody's ever showed interest in me. I've never been interested in anyone." He paused, before adding, "At least not yet, anyway."

*But at

omfyeshueHueHUE

Lloyde got up slowly, mumbling a small "sure" to the other teenager.

its fine xD

Lloyde followed after Cyrus, about a foot behind, his hands in the pockets of his jacket. A few students stared at both of them.

its finnneee

Lloyde let his gray-blue gaze fall onto Cyrus. "I don't have any money to buy lunch." He said blankly. "Though if you're thinkinb of getting anything for me thats not nessisary."

Lloyde shook his head. "No need to apologize. And yes, I'm fine. I'll just get a drink at the drinking fountain if I get thirsty. Thanks for the offer, though."

*and no

Lloyde looked down at the shorter male, not responding until a few moments later. "I suppose." He said with a shrug. "But gender doesn't really matter to me. As long as the person is trustworthy." For the first time in a while, the teen's cheeks heated up a little. Lloyde was actually still confused, wondering why Cyrus would want to know all this. Anxiety pri.cked at the corners of his mind.

"Ahh. Interesting." Was all Lloyde responded with. For some reason, unknown to him, he felt his cheeks grow slightly warmer.

ahh okkkkk

welcome back!

Lloyde gave a light sigh. "It won't bother me. After all, I'm somewhat ho.mose.xual myself I suppose."

Lloyde shrugged, deciding not to push him to say anything. "Okay th-" He was interupted by the sound of the bell. Mumbling lightly, he walked around Cyrus, patting him on the head a few times. "See you later." Lloyde said, then walked to his next class.

Lloyde paused, looking back, then for the first time gave a small, but warm, smile. "Sure. I'll see you afterschool then." And with that, he walked off to his next class.

shouldwetimeskiptoafterschool

and its fiiinnneeee ouo

Lloyde sat outside on a bench, the same bench he sat in earlier before school. Like before, he had his silvery gray and blue headphones on, listening to music. But unlike before, he was waiting for someone. Lloyde glanced up, the once sunny sky now covered with dark gray clouds, a few raindrops falling here and there, though soon, it had started to rain heavier.

Lloyde flinched at the contact, but smiled ever so slightly at the sight of Cyrus, and he stood up, pulling the hood over his head. More rain began to fall. Lloyde then motioned Cyrus to follow him, and started to walk away.

Lloyde kept walking, his picking up the pace. He was getting wet and it was at the point of being a downpour. Grumbling, he turned, grabbing Cyrus's hand and began to run.

"My house" He panted lightly. "Its just around the corner." Lloyde had to practically yell so Cyrus could hear, as the sound of rain hitting the ground was loud, as well as the sound of cars driving past them.

After about two minutes of running, Lloyde turned left and after about 5 minutes turned down the driveway of a small, almost older looking house. He let go of Cyrus's hand and opened the door, stepping through the doorway, his jacket and his shirt underneath completly soaked. Mumbling under his breath, Lloyde took off his shoes and socks and them moved out of the way so Cyrus could come in. The teen then grabbed his socks and shoes and walked to a different room.

Lloyde's head popped out of the room, his jacket off, showing his soaked dark blue hair. A dark red, and dry, tshirt in his hand. The blue headphones were also off his head. "Your stuff? Uh.. Just set it down by the couch and take your books out so they dry. I'll take any wet clothing you have and put it in the dryer." He stepped out of the room, revealing that he wasn't wearing a shirt. He was somewhat muscluar yet pretty thin at the same time.

lolyes

"My jacket and shirt got soaked." He sighed. Lloyde walked up to Cyrus's sweater and picked it up. Up close, one could see that Lloyde had patches and of scars littered on his arms, shoulders, chest and stomach, as well as faint bruises. He then turned around, revealing many more patches of scars and more faint bruises,as well as fresh ones. Lloyde then went back to his room, and came out with his soaked jacket, shirt and socks, and headed off to a different room.

Lloyde came back about a minute later wearing the red shirt he was holding before. "If you need any dry clothes I have some you could wear." He offered. The teen sighed and plopped down on the couch. "Sorry for dragging you here." He said. "If you really want to go I can give you the umbrella if I can find it."

"Its alright" He said as he sat up. The dark blue haired teen then walked back to his room, only to reapear with a gray shirt and dark gray sweat pants. "You can get changed in my room or in the bathroom. The bathroom is down that hall-" He points to the small hallway "and is the first door on the right." Lloyde walks over to Cyrus and hands him the clothes.

Lloyde sighed. "Sorry abiut the clothes. Those were the smallest I could find." He gently grabbed Cyrus's clothes and headed to a different room and came back a minute later. "I just put them in the dryer with the other clothes." He plopped back onto the couch.

"Thats good." Lloyde said, blushing lightly at the contact. Surprisingly... He was quite comfortable. The couch was soft and Cyrus's warmth brought him comfort, something he rarely expirenced.

Lloyde hessitated. "Ehh.. We don't really have.. Any movies.. Sorry." He said, chuckling awkwardly. "My parents never really bought or let me see any movies, so we don't have any." His voice seemed to shake lightly at the mention of his parents, almost like he was scared.

Lloyde blinked before shaking his head and smiling lightly. "Yeah, I'm fine." He replied. "I don't really have much to do here.. My family doesn't have a lot of money, and there's probably no food in the fridge, though we have water. I guess all we can do is sit here until the rain lightens up." He sighed.

"I guess. Though its not that great being tall." He chuckled lightly.

Lloyde just stared at Cyrus, an erie silence surrounding them, except for the patter of rain. After a few moments, before hugging Cyrus tightly.

*After a few moments, Lloyde hugged Cyrus

mybrainisbluhrightnowforgiveme

Lloyde just hugged Cyrus tighter, eyes sqeezed shut.

hugsthankyou

Lloyde quickly let go, mumbling quick apologizes to Cyrus.

LOLYES SSGESADFHJKLyaoi

Lloyde blushed lightly, then nodded slowly, unsure what to say.

lmao//dying
oH do you have a skype? or a deviantART?

ahh ok!! if you want i can give you my skype

Lloyde blushed a bit more, his cheeks burning. He'd never felt this way before. The male then slowly wrapped his arms around the other male, hugging him back as gently as he could.

okk! its melancholyworld , so if you ever remember your skype or get a new one just send a friend request owo//

and i also have to brb for about fifteen to twenty minutes sorry ;;

okkk baaackk ;u; sorry about that

Lloyde just nodded his head in responce, unable to find the words to form even a simple sentence. It had been an extremely long time since Lloyde had felt anything other then lonliness, depression, anxiety, anger or hatred. A very long time, years in fact. So he just didn't have the words.

thank you ; V ;

Lloyde paused, thought for a few moments and then -rather easily considering he was pretty strong- grabbed Cyrus and put him on his lap, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy's waist, and placed his chin on Cyrus's shoulder.

okeeee

Lloyde just sat there with Cyrus for a while, simply enjoying the comfort. He nuzzled his face into the crook of Cyrus's neck, breathing slowly, eyes closed.

Lloyde too, was enjoying the feeling and the silence. After a couple of minutes had pasted, Lloyde had actually started to doze off, resulting in his grip loosening and for his toung to slip out of his mouth, against Cyrus's skin.

lolsonotsorry

LMAOIMDYING ImeANwhyyesindeed//eyebrow wiggle

Lloyde opened his eyes, regaining his senses. He didn't know what the he.ll just happened. He mumbled something under his breath and went back to nuzzling Cyrus's neck... Until he felt his cheek get slightly wet. '... oh.' was all that went through Lloyde's mind as he realized what happened.

oh and its fine (u w u)

ohohohoCyrusyounaughtyboy//throwsLloyde at him//
hAVE FUNlocksdoor

Lloyde just mumbled an 'okay' and instead of asking Cyrus to get off of him, picked him up and walked to his room, putting him on the bed and then crawling in after him. He grabbed the bed sheets which were folded at the base of the bed and covered them both. He wrapped his arms around Cyrus once more, the smaller boy's back to Lloyde, and once again nuzzled into his neck.

ohohohoooyiiisssssffhjgkkxdjgldruyfn

Lloyde just shut his eyes, allowing the comfort to return. Though something was on his mind. He had woken up before because of Cyrus. He had said his name in a.. Kind of strange way. "Hey, Cyrus" He began, talking into the other boy's neck. "I'm sorry about what happened before."

lol yiissss

"When I.. You know.. Accidentally licked your neck before." Lloyde gave a nervous chuckle into Cyrus's neck. "I won't do it again, unless you want me too." Lloyde mentally slapped himself. 'god da.mn it I need to learn to think before I speak!'

IKNOWFFHHDDUJFASFHOJ

Lloyde paused for a moment, before opening his mouth and brushing it against the crook of Cyrus's neck slowly.

Lloyde's tightened his grip on Cyrus and ran his tounge up and down his neck somewhat slowly.

and okkkk
though i actually have to go now ;;
sorry ;n;
hopefully we can resume the roleplay tomorroww o u o //
byeee

Lloyde did as he was commanded, he began to lightly kiss and lick his neck slowly, nibbling on his skin gently a few times even.

hiiiaa!

Lloyde continued what he was doing for a few minutes, before slowly climbing over Cyrus and turning him onto his back. His blue-gray teen met the other's.

*blue-gray eyes

ughfggsgehujlgk.illme

oh also, since we all know were this roleplay is going, i was wondering if we could continue the rp over skype.. ;w;" if you don't mind

Isawithuehuehuefgdbmdvystillneedtocommentonit
and okeeee

Lloyde smiled softly, his somewhat long dark blue hair dangling in his face. "Hey, don't hide your face." He said quietly, brigging one hand and gently tugging the pillow downwards. The teen's face was lightly dusted with red, his cheeks warming up.

its fine j w j

Lloyde slowly slid his hands to the sides of Cyrus's head so he could bend over and nuzzle his mouth into the crook of the boy's neck. He licked the skin with more pressure then before, his cheeks rising in temperature.

OHOHOHOOOyaoiyesitsgoodforu

Lloyde trailed his tounge all the way up the boy's neck, until pausing to move his head forward and upward to catch Cyrus's lips in a kiss.

yesyesindeed

Lloyde broke the kiss, resting his forehead against Cyrus's, his face growing ever so warmer by the second. And Cyrus's reactions weren't helping, but he didn't mind it at all

hhhngokkkkIhopeshewillthobecauseIwouldratherroleplaytherestinamoreprivatechatroomfgshfhktt

just scream "ITS YAOI ITS MORE IMPORTANTFGBSDFGHJK"

...
arentIgreatatgivingadvice

ITSKIKNOWTHEFEELS

Lloyde just simply nodded and obeyed.

AHHHOKKKK

ahh okkk !!

thank youuuu

Ijustsentafriendrequest

okieeeee

okeee

ahh okkk

its finee

Lloyde kissed back, closing his gray-blue eyes and resting one hand on Cyrus's waist.

NONONOITSFINESHHCHILD//papsface

Lloyde smiled softly and obeyed, taking his hand off of Cyrus's waist and bringing both to the base of his shirt. He then pulled it over his head, and dropped it somewhere on the floor. His chest, stomach and shoulders still covered with patches of scars and faint bruises.

Lloyde glanced at Cyrus, then looked downwards, nervousness and anxiety in his eyes. "Yeah.. And thats only some of them." His voice seemed to shake a little.

shhhnoyou'renot//paps

Lloyde looked at the boy, then raised his hand to cup the other's cheek, the other hand gently gripping the bottom of the shirt. He then leaned in and pressed his lips to Cyrus's

Lloyde then broke the kiss, gently tugging on the overly-sized shirt, looking into Cyrus's eyes.

ahh okee
AnDYISHUEHUE

Lloyde brought the other hand to the base of the shirt and grabbed it. He slowly slipped the over sized shirt off of Cyrus and dropped it on the floor.

Lloyde ran his hands over Cyrus's chest slowly, before bringing both hands up to the boy's face to cup his cheeks once more.

Lloyde, yet again, leaned in pressed his lips against the others, eyes closed and face dusted somewhat darkly with red.

hhh i have to go noww j - j
sorryyy
i hope we can resume the rp tomorrow and hopefully skype will start working ;v;
byeee !! <3

lmaoyis