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Post by antpelts on Mar 5, 2017 22:43:48 GMT -5
Quentin bit his tongue, forcing himself to hold back a wince -- openly showing too much of a reaction probably wouldn't help the situation much. Though he felt himself beginning to shift his weight on his feet, ready at any second to rush over and help Simon up.
"Yeah -- last thing we need is to get caught out here," the other guy spoke. He was careful to not say why he really thought they should be going -- there's no predicting what would happen if he told him not to hurt Simon.
Quentin swallowed thickly, clenching his hands into fists at his side but keeping put. He kept his gaze on the ground now, not daring to look anyone in the eyes. Not Simon. Not his brother. Not any of the other teens. How stupid. They should've got food and then he could've just taken Simon home. Better yet -- maybe they should've never hung out. Quentin wasn't extremely keen on being the one who'd brought Simon to this situation.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 5, 2017 22:54:27 GMT -5
Aaron faltered for a moment, clearly unsure what to do, now that he didn't have the support of his goons. He glanced over at the girl with them, who seemed to be agreeing with the two other boys, before curling his lip in disgust towards Simon, who was curled slightly over his stomach, waiting to see what his brother would do, and gave the boy a swift kick in the stomach, making the boy move a few more inches towards Quen.
"Lets go then. We have better things to do." Aaron decided, turning around and leaving the clearing, pausing before he was out of sight to add, "See you at home, Snot," then continuing on his way, his friends following quickly behind, the relief clear in their posture. One of the jocks paused, turning around and looking back at the boy on the ground, the sympathy clear in his eyes, before following the others. Simon stayed still for a few moments, counting to ten before propping himself up, both his stomach and leg hurting.. "Their gone, right?" He muttered, sounding more annoyed than fearful as he clutched his stomach, taking deep breathes to try to calm himself down. This was a regular occurrence in his household- he'd been Aarons punching bag since they both entered high school. He could handle it, and usually he'd fight back if he knew his brothers friends weren't around, and that their mother wouldn't find out.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 6, 2017 2:02:02 GMT -5
Quentin grimaced a bit -- moving back to Simon's side, crouching beside him. "Yeah, they're gone," he spoke softly, nervously reaching out a hand to brush Simon's hair back from his forehead. "Want to get on my back?" Quentin wasn't big on sports but he was sturdy and definitely had given Edil his fair share of piggy back rides ever since they were kids. Knowing that his mom would get home late and be none the wiser he almost asked Simon to spend the night. But the implications of that weren't really..fitting of the situation. It might come across poorly if he were to ask the boy he'd just been making out with to spend the night -- it was also a school night.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 6, 2017 10:01:21 GMT -5
Simon shook his head-he'd taken shots in the stomach before, he'd be able to walk it off. It wasn't like he was trying to be macho, he just could handle it, he'd grown used to them by now. He tried to haul himself up when he realized his mistake- Aaron targeted his leg this time, too, making it painful to stand on, more painful than usual at least. Simon grimaced, before lowering himself back onto the ground, silently cursing his idiot of a brother. "Actually, that might not be a bad idea," Simon admitted with a half hearted chuckle, glancing up at the crouching boy and giving him an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, about him, I was hoping you wouldn't have to meet him for awhile," he explained, before he realized what he just said- that was assuming Quen even wanted to go out with him.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 6, 2017 13:15:01 GMT -5
"Don't sweat it -- here get on," Quentin kept low to the ground waiting for Simon. "I'm -- uh -- sorry, I wouldn't want to go back home to that tonight," he hung on his own words, trying to imply best he knew how that Simon could stay the night as his place. It wouldn't be a permanent fix of course but, it was something. While it was very strongly hanging in his mind he was sure this wouldn't be the time to ask about them -- whether they were dating or not. What a night this was, and to think they had school the next day.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 6, 2017 14:07:14 GMT -5
"Ah, who ever wants to go home?" He joked, trying to deflect the comment quickly, all to used to making his brothers actions look like not a big deal. He managed to get onto Quens back with little problems, only wincing slightly when he had to stretch out his stomach and put pressure on his leg, feeling tired all of a sudden, not wanting to go back to his mothers house. Of course, he never really wanted to go back there, ever, which was why he got into marching band in the first place, most of the competitions where when he was at his moms house back when he lived with his dad.Simon rested his cheek on Quens shoulder, enjoying how comfortable it was, trying to remember the last time he was on the receiving end of a piggyback ride,trying to find an excuse to stay with him just a little longer, before remembering he left his instruments at Quens house.
"Shoot- I left my stuff at your house," Simon murmured tiredly, trying to sound embarrassed instead of relieved. The thought of spending the night with Quen hadn't crossed his mind, for him he was just prolonging his stay.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 6, 2017 19:46:03 GMT -5
Once Simon was on his back Quentin carefully stood up -- briefly feeling wobbly before righting himself. Before he started walking he took a deep breath, shoulders relaxing when he felt Simon's head resting there. After his pause he started walking, careful not to bounce too much and disturb Simon.
"Yeah -- we'll go back to mine," he upped his pitch towards the end, almost like it was a question but it was definitely a statement in his head. The whole situation brought him back to Patrick before his move. It may not have been as bad but Patrick definitely hated sitting at home hearing his family fight so he spent plenty of nights at Quentin's house. But maybe he shouldn't get more involved than necessary. He could never stop helping, which only ended p sour for him and Patrick. Maybe he just had a thing for being a hero to cute boys.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 6, 2017 19:55:54 GMT -5
"Sounds like a plan," Simon responded, smiling slightly against Quens shoulder at the thought of going back to his place for awhile... Maybe they'd be able to go and watch a movie at there, or something. He didn't have the courage to suggest that, lifting his head only when they got back to Quens car and Simon got off of the boys back, careful to not let his foot touch the ground as he hobbled over and opened the door and slipped inside, slightly hunched over, still nursing the kick to his stomach. "Hey, it looks like both of us kept our promise- I "fought" and you had to carry me back," Simon joked, letting out an awkward laugh at the thought of having his butt kicked was him fighting- which it wasn't, but still. Something about the situation Simon found pretty funny, and a small smile crept on his face as Quen got back into the drivers seat.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 6, 2017 22:30:03 GMT -5
While there was a pang in Quentin's chest as he got in and buckled he flashed a smile back. "Hey..are you sure you're good? You need ice or something once we get to my place?" He spoke as he started his car, making sure the music was a reasonable volume. Starting the drive back he'd started feeling a bit better -- even if Simon was hurting physically he could still manage a smile. As he drove he let one hand settle on the center between the two seats, index finger tapping lightly with his music.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 6, 2017 22:39:12 GMT -5
"Nah- I'll be fine, don't worry about it, really Quen," Simon said, smiling a little at how he seemed to be worried. He ran a hand through his hair momentarily, closing his eyes as he listened to the music, letting his hand fall onto the center console, right over Quens. Simon hesitated, suddenly shy, unsure whether it would be alright for him to do so. We're going to talk about this sometime. He thought, peering over to the tanned boy, wondering what he was thinking about, if Quen was just as unsure about the two of them as he was. "So... Do you want to do anything when we get back to your place?" He asked, wincing when the car drove over a pothole.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 6, 2017 22:44:08 GMT -5
When he felt their hands touch his heart jumped in his chest and he bit his lip to hold back a grin. He tried to be careful as he drove but it was dark. Quentin winced a bit at the bump, biting his lip, nervously turning over his hand to gently hold Simon's, heart pounding. "We never ate we could..always order like a pizza? I could do it from my phone so that's the least anxiety inducing option," he said with a short chuckle. "Edil is probably home and hungry too. Unless he went to bed."
When he pulled into his driveway he parked and slowly drew his hand away from Simon's, turning off the car.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 6, 2017 22:50:20 GMT -5
"Mmmm Pizza would be fantastic," Simon responded, the smile in his voice as he held Quens hand, even a little bit excited at the prospect of meeting Edil. He got out of the car carefully, leaning on the hood so he didn't have to walk that much on his leg. It wasn't hurting as badly as it did before, which was good, but all of the walking around he had done today was beginning to come to him. He winced a little, but made his way over to Quen, his hand brushing the tan boys, but didn't make a move to grab it. This was Quens house, after all, and it would probably be awkward to waltz into the house holding a strange boys hand.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 6, 2017 22:54:55 GMT -5
Quentin blushed brightly as their hands brushed before moving to open the front door, holding it open. He kept an eye on Simon, ready to help at any moment if it was needed. As they walked into his house Quentin grabbed his phone, starting to place an order, "hey what pizza do you like?" He kicked off his shoes and looked up to see Edil sitting in the kitchen on his phone but once he'd heard the noise he looked up, waving hello to Quentin before he signed 'veggie' to his brother who put it in the order. He then waited for what Simon wanted.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 6, 2017 23:01:22 GMT -5
"Cheese please, or really anything but ham," Simon responded, waving a 'hello' to Edil, then signing 'You're Edil?', leaning against a wall for some support, glancing around the kitchen quietly, going into his habit of "voices off" when signing, something that his sign class did since he started going in sixth grade. He began to learn sign because both of his cousins where deaf- his older one, Jax, was born into the family while Kenna was adopted.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 6, 2017 23:11:20 GMT -5
Edil blinked in surprise briefly -- none of Quentin's friends had ever known sign language before. 'That's me!' He signed back, grinning a bit. Quentin finished ordering the pizza, "It'll be here in like half an hour," he spoke then fell back into signing in his brother's direction, 'this is Simon'. "We can hang out upstairs until then?" He asked, turning back to Simon. He hadn't realized the implication before he'd said it, leaving him blushing. But maybe..he could get another kiss if they weren't around Edil.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 6, 2017 23:18:22 GMT -5
'Nice to meet you.' He signed with a grin, happy that he was able to communicate with his brother, wondering if he should introduce himself with his name sign or not- considering Quen had already introduced him. Simon glanced back up towards the curly haired boy, blushing a little at the implications, but he grinned. "Sure. We could, ah, watch a movie," He suggested with a small grin, eyes flicking towards the stairwell and then back at Quen, picking himself away from the wall, putting his leg down gingerly and waiting for Quen to lead the way. Admittedly,he would not be opposed to having the opportunity to kiss Quen again.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 7, 2017 16:35:47 GMT -5
Quentin led the way up to his room, but before he was out of sight he flashed Edil a look. Regardless he knew his brother would tease him about Simon for at least a week now. But he could live with that. He headed to his room, leaving the door open just a crack so he could hear if there was a knock at the front door. Then he flopped down on his bed, leaving room for Simon. With a big sigh he let himself relax, "I wish it was Friday."
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 7, 2017 16:51:50 GMT -5
It took Simon a little bit longer to get up the stairs, but once he did he flopped down next to Quen, this time not afraid to lay his head near Quen. He made a sound that sounded almost like a murmur of agreement- he both wished it was Friday and didn't. His family was incredibly strict when it came to observing Shabbat- more than most people in the Jewish community in this town, and for most of his life he didn't mind not having his phone, having the preplanned meals, he used to love it because it meant spending more time with his dad and little sister, this year it was a bit different. It meant he had to spend more time with his mother and Aaron, and Aaron didn't have much else to do than pick fun at Simon when their mother was in the other room. On the bright side, Mother was out of town which meant that he and his brother probably wouldn't follow the rules as strictly, which would be nice (as long as Aaron didn't put on some idiotic party, which Simon had the sneaking suspicion might happen this weekend), he supposed. On the other hand his treatments started this weekend and he had no idea what to expect, so needless to say he had mixed feelings about the weekend. But he didn't need to think about that for now. He had the rest of the night to look forward to. Simon shifted onto his side, so he could get a better look at Quen, a small smile on his face. (tbh I really want them to have a moment and have Edil walk in on them to sign that the pizzas here
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Post by antpelts on Mar 7, 2017 19:36:18 GMT -5
(that sounds exactly like what edil would do omg)
Quentin turned his head, a lopsided smile crossing his lips. Cheeks turning pink he let his gaze study Simon's face, from the slope of his nose to his eyes. His grin grew a bit, showing off his teeth before he rolled a bit, burying his face in the sheets as he blushed. "Oh my god. You're so..pretty?" His voice was muffled by his blankets and so was the quiet laugh that came after. He felt like a young teen again. Everything about Simon could put a grin on his face -- whether or not they'd be boyfriends was up in the air but Quentin knew he'd help the other teen through anything.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 7, 2017 21:32:11 GMT -5
Simon blinked, his face turning a dark shade of red at the compliment, and the dark haired boy buried his face in his arms for a moment. He'd never gotten a compliment like that before, and suddenly he felt... shy? Shy was a good word to describe what he felt right now. He glanced up over his arm before reaching out and grabbing a hand hesitantly. "Well... I'm glad someone thinks that," he responded with a smirk, trying to regain any type of flirtation that he once had, leaning over so their noses where touching, all but his eyes where hidden. "Although you're pretty attractive yourself," he added, hoping it sounded like a compliment, which it was, he was just really bad at this.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 7, 2017 22:08:12 GMT -5
Quentin let out a breathy laugh, brushing his thumb over Simon's hand. "This is silly. It's like we're 13," he said quietly with a laugh. Slowly he moved his other hand to brush the hair from Simon's forehead before touching his cheek softly. He pressed a soft peck to Simon's face, breaking into a quiet giggle after.
"This is nice."
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 7, 2017 22:18:14 GMT -5
Simon let out a soft laugh, agreeing with him wholeheartedly. He felt just like he was when he was 13- just as awkward and nervous- but it was nice. Simon hadn't felt this way in a long time, and it was a welcome feeling. He felt himself hold his breath as Quen gave him a quick peck, shivering slightly. "Sometimes its good to feel like that," He murmured, using his free hand to touch Quens cheek, trying to not look as breathless as he felt, looking at the handsome boy in front of him, still trying to figure out how this happened. He leaned forward, moving his hand to the back of Quens neck, curling his hands slightly in his hair and gave him a longer kiss as he moved closer to the boy.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 8, 2017 17:12:41 GMT -5
Quentin laughed quietly against Simon's lips, kissing him back. He didn't want to think about anything else -- all that mattered was that Simon wanted to be around him and that they were kissing and that he couldn't stop smiling. They wouldn't be the first boys to date at school -- though the reaction would be hard to handle definitely. While straight couples could make out during passing periods it would probably be hard for them to hold hands without being singled out. But hard didn't mean pointless.
Besides, he was getting ahead of himself. They weren't even dating. And Simon definitely had bigger things to worry about. So he just kissed him back, getting lost in the moment.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 8, 2017 17:28:01 GMT -5
Simon could feel his mind getting ahead of himself- thinking about the complexities of a relationship, not only between the two but with the people around them as well. He himself was already an easy target for anyone who associated them with Aaron, and if he dated Quen it would add more fuel to the fire, not to mention he'd be putting the boy right in the middle of fire, which was the last thing Simon wanted to do. He knew regardless of Aaron the two would be singled out, and to say the least it would be difficult, but he'd be willing to handle it if Quen was, but Simon didn't have the courage to talk about that with him quite yet. Right now he just let himself get lost in the moment, enjoying the fact that Quen seemed to feel the same way that Simon did, enjoying how it felt kissing him, banishing any uncertainty of what they where for now. That was a conversation for another time, perhaps even another day. Simon broke away for a moment so he could study Quens face, laughing as he blushed fiercely, shaking his head before continuing kissing him.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 8, 2017 19:26:46 GMT -5
Quentin leaned in to the kiss, pressing his hands gently against Simon's cheeks. He couldn't quit smiling against the other boy's lips. Though moments later he heard a knock against his door frame, he separated from Simon with a startled noise -- nearly tumbling off the bed. He was met with Edil's amused smirk before he signed 'pizza's here. I already paid but I assumed you'd be hungry.' Quentin shot Edil a glare 'you are the literal worst,' he signed back with amazing speed. Edil merely laughed -- well, his equivalent of it, which was just breathy and more silent but he let a huge grin cross his face before sprinting back downstairs.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 8, 2017 20:21:14 GMT -5
The knock on the door made Simon nearly jump out of his skin, breaking away from Quen and almost falling off of the bed, scrabbling his fingers crossed the comforter to keep himself from not fall, turning around to see the tail end of what Edil was signing- but he pieced together that the pizza was here. Simons face turned a pale pink color at the thought of being caught making out, but Edil seemed more amused than anything, and at least it wasn't Quens mom. Was it really a half an hour? He wondered, feeling himself trying to catch his breath, glancing back at Quen with an amused expression, eyes bright and hair completely messed up. "So- ah, Pizza?" He asked with a grin, propping himself up. Honestly part of him wanted to continue on kissing him, but there was food downstairs, which sounded pretty good.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 8, 2017 22:14:56 GMT -5
Quentin was blushing furiously, "y-yeah, pizza," he said with an embarrassed chuckle. "We could always still hangout after pizza..unless it's too late." Quentin glanced at his phone, considering the time he was basically asking Simon to stay over. Though he wasn't outright asking it, which made him way more nervous.
Pulling himself off his bed he headed for the door, then the stairs, going slow enough that Simon could catch up with him. Just the smell of pizza perked him up and he walked into the living room, Edil had left the pizza he wasn't going to eat out -- taking all he wanted to his room so he could just be up there until he went to bed. Quentin grabbed a piece of pepperoni and sat on the couch, putting his feet on the coffee table, careful of the pizza boxes.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 8, 2017 22:24:38 GMT -5
"Yeah, I'd like that, I mean, my moms not in town so I don't really have a curfew," He said, watching momentarily before pulling himself up, wincing as he pulled at his stomach and as he put too much weight on his leg. Luckily going down stairs was a lot easier for him than going up, so he managed to get down rather quickly, grabbing himself a slice of cheese pizza, putting on a packet of parmesan and garlic powder, enjoying the smell momentarily of it before making his way slowly to the couch, settling next to Quen, grimacing for a moment. He felt himself turn red at the thought of spending the night here, with Quen, and he wasn't opposed to the idea. "Maybe we could turn on a movie?" He suggested, keeping his feet on the ground, but enjoying how comfortable this couch was. He could already feel his eyes growing heavy, the day suddenly washing over him,but he tried his best to stay alert, determined to stay awake just a little bit longer, enjoying what ever was going on between the two of them.
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Post by antpelts on Mar 9, 2017 20:27:54 GMT -5
(ugh was so busy today)
"Yeah -- you wanna pick? We have Netflix," Quentin said before holding his piece of pizza in his mouth and leaning to reach the remote. Putting on Netflix he passed Simon the remote. His recently watched was a collection of gay movies and pretty anime and bad horror movies, whether he or Edil watched them you wouldn't be able to tell. They watched most of the same stuff, if anything Edil watched most of the scary movies with Oliver and Enzo. After he finished his piece of pizza he leaned, stretching his arms to grab a second piece before he leaned back into the sofa.
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