#oweli

[rollinscarisi]

Oh, I’m cool. No, I am the coolest.

[themills97]

New Perspective || thecaptaincurfew

Owen: wiped his hands repeatedly on his jeans, attempting in vain to do away with any and all evidence of his palpable nerves. Today didn't have to be a big deal, even Eli himself seemed to be aloof about the tentative plans they'd set out for themselves. The entire subject matter was territory Owen had always been too terrified to tread into, instead burying his own desires and the true nature of his sexuality for years. But now that the air had been cleared, Eli catching onto the countless indicators that essentially outed him, Owen knew there wasn't a real reason to be uneasy. It was just an offer to get his first kiss out of the way, having that first experience before heading off to university in the coming months. It was truly a platonic offer at its core, but given the status of Owen's feelings for Eli, it didn't soothe him any to know it was "just him". If anything, the knowledge that really /was/ going to be Eli only made Owen's gut twist into tighter knots, his limbs riddled with a mild tremble. He had always assumed his crush would remain a silent, unrequited one, and that he'd never be given a chance to act on it. He wasn't about to tell Eli that there were real feelings lying just under the surface, but he couldn't help feeling like this was about to be some kind of dream come true. Arriving at the Goldsworthy residence, Owen shifted on the balls of his feet after knocking, adjusting the backpack strap on his shoulder anxiously. As the door opened, he forced aside all signs of his nerves and adopted a cool outer appearance, waving a hand briefly to the dark haired boy in greeting. "Owen Milligan, reporting for studying duty." he grinned, laughing at how cheesy his own words sounded.