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@jesse--andersen
"Acting like a five year old isn’t the same as being one."
"Don’t go and call me a pedophile.. it’s weird and slightly disturbing."
❝okay, okay, i’m sorry.. i didn’t mean it.❞
and to display his most humblest apologies, a chaste kiss is granted to the blunet’s cheek; one of loving affection.
❝that’s to show i’m sorry.❞
Humming came from the teens throat, scowl slowly disappearing. "Fine fine. You're forgiven."
his smug expression flittered away as long legs chased after his boyfriend.
❝waaaait! you’re the one that said i act like a five year old. what am i supposed to think?❞
"Acting like a five year old isn't the same as being one."
"Don't go and call me a pedophile.. it's weird and slightly disturbing."
The older male chuckled softly, the back of his hand covering his mouth to hold back more amusement. “Well, you do act like a five year old at times, so I think it’s appropriate.”
pouting from his boyfriend’s statement, the youth crossed slender appendages across his equally slim chest.
❝weeeeell, i guess if i’m five, that makes you, a pedophile, right?❞
"..."
"I'm so done with you right now."
Walks away because nope.
"Uhm—" He gave his boyfriend a gentle pat on the head. "There you go."
❝…maybe that’d be a five year old’s version of a reward.❞ though it was a tease, a gentle one at that.
The older male chuckled softly, the back of his hand covering his mouth to hold back more amusement. "Well, you do act like a five year old at times, so I think it's appropriate."
❝is it really? do i get a reward for giving you useful information?❞
"Uhm--" He gave his boyfriend a gentle pat on the head. "There you go."
❝this hat looks great on me.❞
"...Okay?"
"I'm glad you told me this information. It's very useful."
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Sits on his lap.
He chuckled softly and wrapped an arm around his boyfriends waist. "Want some attention?"
"I see, a new student experiencing a different environment, finding himself and growing. How beautiful."
Once he was done his little monologue he turned to the other with a friendly smile, maybe he was layering it on a bit too thick, but he had a flare for being overdramatic. “All unusual hair aside, you don’t stick out too much.”
His dramatic speech was staring to make Johan wonder if the blond male was some kind of theater enthusiast. Maybe he just liked over acting? "Er, well thanks. I don't really care about standing out or blending in. After all, I'm really just here to study and get decent grades."
"Anyways--is there anyplace specific you want this box of China?" Asked Johan.
"That would be a very sweet and kind gesture on your part. So if that’s what you wanna give me in exchange for making your food, then that’s fine."
❝Well y’know, I’mma sweet and kind person.❞
"You are indeed. Which is why I love you so much."
The voice reached his ears and in his flamboyant fashion, he approached the youth. “Are you, or are you here for something else?”
Of course everything was an act but flirting was breathing and it came naturally to him regardless of who he was flirting with. Half the time he didn’t realize he was being flirtatious. “So, tell me, are you new? I haven’t seen you here before.”
Something else? That sounded a bit.. suggestive and weird. What kind of club was this again? Johan hadn't actually gotten any details when asked to deliver the goods. Nodding his head a bit, the foreign exchange student replied in a near casual fashion. "Yeah, I guess I'm kind of new. I transferred here not too long ago."
"But I mean, this school is so big. How could you know I'm new? You can't possibly know everyone.. unless I stick out like a sore thumb." His blue hair had caused a few heads to turn.
Thank God he wasn't lost anymore. The box of expensive China was beginning to weigh him down despite having muscle in his arms. Though he didn't know why a club needed tea cups and such, it sounded unnecessary. But he didn't question it out loud. Thankfully the club door was open, leaving Johan the simple task of pushing his body inside the music room. What met his eyes was out of ordinary, at least to him. Why would a club need all this stuff? I mean, sure this school was for rich folk, but still..
"Er.. I'm here to drop off some stuff..?" Came Johan's uneasy voice, emerald eyes glancing around for someone in charge.
❝Uhm. I dunno, a kiss?❞
"That would be a very sweet and kind gesture on your part. So if that's what you wanna give me in exchange for making your food, then that's fine."
"Ooooh, I dunno. What comes to mind?"
❝I can’t read your mind, silly.❞
"I know you can't. But what comes to your mind when the subject of wanting to pay me back pops up?"
Cigarette on We Heart It.
Follows him like a lost puppy, still scrutinizing. ❝So.. what would fall into the category of ‘paying you back’?❞
"Ooooh, I dunno. What comes to mind?"
