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Post by Bo St. John on Jan 2, 2011 17:57:27 GMT -8
[ ooc- continued from art is dead ]
Bo pulled up to his house, blushing slightly. The house was three stories tall, white siding with a black door. There was big flower boxes beneath the bay windows. A small fountain was in the front, a driveway ringed around the fountain and went around the back.
The teen pulled into the garage, looking over at Spencer with a weak smile. "H-here we are..." Seems he was embarrassed about how well off he was...
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Post by Spencer O'Connor on Jan 2, 2011 20:04:09 GMT -8
Spencer's mouth fell open with awe. This house made his entire life look so inferior. "Wow. Your house is seriously what I see in movies." He laughed and glanced around at it as they entered the garage.
He got out of Bo's car and gently shut the door. Even the garage was nice. Spen glanced around absentmindedly. He couldn't help it, but he knew Bo probably didn't appreciate it, if he was like any other rich kid. |
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Post by Bo St. John on Jan 2, 2011 20:57:27 GMT -8
"Th-thanks... I guess," Bo muttered, getting out of his own car, leaning against the car door. "I... I don't usually have friends over, because they freak out about this place." Walking over to his side, the junior put his arm around his shoulders, smiling meekly. "Do you like it...?"
On the contrary, Bo was very appreciative of his house, and ever asked for more than he needed, even if his parents bought him expensive things and offered him them. Usually declining unless music related, he took it and donated to someone that needed it more than he did.
"Ready to go inside? My room's on the top floor."
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Post by Spencer O'Connor on Jan 2, 2011 21:31:24 GMT -8
Spencer grinned and shrugged softly, "I'll hold in my excitement, then." He didn't want Bo to regret bringing him here. Holding his amazement in for now was probably the best idea. It got harder though when Bo put his arm around Spencer's shoulders. He wasn't used to having people who wanted to be closer than a foot away. It was nice, in a way. "I like it a lot, actually. It's very nice, I'm kind of jealous." Spencer smirked. Might as well try to flirt a little.
Nodding, Spencer looked up at him, "Yeah." He grinned before covering his mouth to yawn once again. |
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Post by Bo St. John on Jan 2, 2011 21:39:49 GMT -8
"You do that," he chuckled back, ruffling his hair before blushing. "D-don't be jealous, Spencer... This house is... much too big for just three people. My parents just like to show off." Sighing, he led him to the door into the foyer from the garage, then to the stairs.
"My room is... pretty big. Brace yourself," he muttered before he began the second flight. When they got up there, they walked into a giant entertainment section. "This is... my living room." He pointed to the big tv, then to the door off to the side. "My bedrooms in there..."
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Post by Spencer O'Connor on Jan 2, 2011 22:07:26 GMT -8
Spencer followed him up to his house and marveled at everything he saw. The decorations, the furniture, the colour schemes... it was all so fancy. Interior designing was such an interesting field to Spencer. He'd actually looked into it once or twice. Plus, it paid well. It wasn't like it was unrealistic. Oh, wait.
Braced, Spence nodded as he approached Bo's living room. Trying not to freak out, he took a good look at everything. Okay, maybe not so much a look than a glance. "This is so awesome." Spen had to comment on it. He was only human, after all. He glanced at his bedroom wall and then back at Bo. He didn't want to just march in there on his own accord, so he waited somewhat patiently. It was a second nature to compress his nosiness. |
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Post by Bo St. John on Jan 2, 2011 22:23:19 GMT -8
"Thanks, Spencer," he smiled meekly, taking his hand now and leading him to the bedroom. "I've got a huge bed, and a tv... so, while you sleep, I can watch whatever I want." Looking down at him, Bo grinned goofily, his cheeks a bright, rosy red.
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Post by Spencer O'Connor on Jan 2, 2011 22:30:22 GMT -8
Spencer smiled up at Bo and then scurried to Bo's bed. He crawled onto it and kicked his shoes off. It was as comfortable as he thought it would be. He buried himself under his blankets, and covered his face and everything. His child-like behavior didn't cease at all. It actually worsened once he got near a bed. So, he hid and hoped Bo didn't mind him just taking over that one side of the bed. |
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Post by Bo St. John on Jan 2, 2011 22:40:03 GMT -8
Bo smiled when he saw Spencer bolt to the bed. Laying on the other side, he turned on his large tv, though looked over at Spencer. "Comfy?" He asked, laying on his side, facing the sophomore. "I think I might just--yaaaaaaawn--take a nap with you..." Seems lethargy is contagious!
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Post by Spencer O'Connor on Jan 2, 2011 22:43:19 GMT -8
Spencer peeked out from under the covers at Bo and nodded, smiling, "Mhmmmmm." He was beyond comfy. When he saw Bo was tired, too, Spence couldn't help but smirk. He had high hopes. Perhaps they would cuddle! The thought made Spencer smile more, though he knew it was highly unlikely. "Napping together is good for bonding, y'know." He smirked and disappeared behind the blankets once again. |
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Post by Bo St. John on Jan 2, 2011 22:53:03 GMT -8
Yawning, Bo nodded, kicking off his own shoes before diving under the covers. Shivering as he settled into his massive mass of pillows and the comfy nest of blankets, the teen looked over at Spencer, smiling. "Come over here," he purred, though moved himself closer to the sophomore. He wanted to snuggle!
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Post by Spencer O'Connor on Jan 2, 2011 23:05:13 GMT -8
Spencer blushed, which is pretty rare for him since he seems to find everything predictable, and moved closer to Bo. He snuggled up to Bo, resting his head on him, too. This certainly was warm and made him even more comfy. He didn't know how far to go (or just how to cuddle), since he knew Bo was new to the whole "gay" side to his preference so he stayed there for now with his body super close and his head lying on Bo's chest. Plus, Spen wasn't used to cuddling. He could definitely grow accustomed to it. |
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Post by Bo St. John on Jan 2, 2011 23:09:03 GMT -8
Smiling, Bo put his arms around Spencer, pulling him even closer then he was--if that was possible. Settling down again, he gently pecked Spencer's forehead, his cheek burning from his blush. "I... um... I know I just met you, Spencer..." The teen swallowed hard, closing his eyes tight before continuing: "I really like you, though..."
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Post by Spencer O'Connor on Jan 2, 2011 23:19:07 GMT -8
Spencer looked up at Bo and blushed brighter. So he was being held and kissed? It was so out of the ordinary. Sure, he had a few "stands" you could say. Stands as in people just using him for his body at parties and such. For the time he hadn't minded but as he grew up he found that sometimes having someone that cared wasn't such a bad thing to want. Softly smiling, Spence lifted up his hand and gently cupped Bo's face, "I like you, too, despite just meeting you an hour or so ago." His voice was so soft and heart-warming. It was a refreshing change, even to Spen himself. |
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Post by Bo St. John on Jan 2, 2011 23:26:29 GMT -8
Nuzzling slightly into the small hand, Bo smiled, leaning forward to steal a small kiss from his lips, though pulled away, blushing. "I... I didn't mean to do that-- I don't know what came over me..." Eyes wide, the junior yelped after he kissed him. Laying down again, he shook his head, eyes closed.
Being a virgin and all, Bo had never had and "stands". And... when he kissed Spencer, that was pretty much his first real kiss... Sad, ain't it?
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