Aoi Park
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Post by Aoi Park on Oct 15, 2010 19:34:33 GMT -4
Months, it had been months since he was at this school. God it felt like years to the tiger but you know how things were. Aoi sighed softly when he walked through the doors to the school, it was Friday and everyone seemed to be either tucked into their beds because the cold was slowly starting to seep in from the fall month or that well hell Friday was always a kick ass date night right? Aoi had to take Choi back home, Choi… got very sick and couldn’t stay at the school any longer, it took months for the boy to convince Aoi to go back and make sure he was there for his friends, or the ones who forgot about him? He just wanted to come back, be around someone he knew and loved with all his heart and soul. Anyone guess who that was? Mel. He missed Mel more then anyone here. Would Mel still be in school too? God he hoped so.
Walking slowly into the building he got the feeling he wasn’t alone. Not only that but his tiger senses which he hadn’t used since he left were starting to flood back to him. It was like a slap in the face or some super cold water being tossed at him, he missed this. It was nice to be back. Choi would stay in China and he was happy to be back since he made a flood load of friends there, he was happy and that made Aoi happy. Their parents seemed to have expected them more so that was nice too. All was well in the tiger’s world, well sort of? Again he was missing a vital key in his heart. It was painful almost crazy. He hadn’t spoken to any of his friends in months, but he missed them all. So much. He just hoped that maybe they would be there too? At school?
“This is nice…” He muttered softly to himself, his thick Chinese accent there more then ever since he hadn’t used English in a while. So his voice was dripping with it, he liked it. It made him feel more real. Biting the corner of his lip he side and ran some fingers through his hair. From the people who were here, he was getting started at like they’d never seen him before. He heard whispers of “oh my god, he’s so” this and that, mostly commenting about his looks and hair and eyes. Great. Wonderful. There was only one person he wanted too impress. Now.. Where was that person?
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Post by Mel Kucharski on Oct 17, 2010 20:13:37 GMT -4
These days he didn't show much emotion at all. Not much sadness, but most rare was to see him happy. Perhaps it was the excessive stress that had ravaged his life leaving him like this in the past three months. Two months since he had interacted with Zander after the incident in Colorado. One month since he had received the news that there had been a car accident in Poland that still had his father in the hospital. All of the three months that Aoi and Choi had disappeared without a word. And ontop of all of that the looming pressure of school was breathing down his neck constantly. Even his birthday, which had passed on September 10th, had gone by with hardly an acknowledgment. Mel might not had even remembered had his mother not phoned to sing happy birthday to him.
His appearance seemed to have changed too. Although Mel was quite small all by himself, all of the stress had drove him to not more than skin and bones. Mostly over the constant panicking over his father's condition. He had already gotten word that his dad was definitely going to survive, but there could be other problems. Being a worrywart though, Mel would sometimes sit up late at night just thinking about everything that could go wrong. He had also developed a peculiar habit of bursting into tears at random intervals, which drove him into hiding out in his dorm for most of the day. Not that he had roommates anymore.
Hunger gnawed at his midsection accompanied by a snarl, the boy looked down, as if surprised. He pushed himself up and looked around the dim room. The dorm remained impossibly tidy. Mel figured that if he could still control his own space and keep it all in order than the entirety of his life was not out of his hands. Even if his world was collapsing around him, he could hold onto this little bit of his life. He wandered to his night stand and opened a drawer, there was a small tin. He opened it but there wasn't anything but crumbs.
Mel was loathe to leave the sanctity of his room, but he did need to eat. It didn't register with him that he wasn't exactly eating every meal. He didn't care, he just wasn't hungry. Snatching a single key, Mel pushed out into the hallway, shielding his eyes from the florescent lighting. The pale and gaunt young shifter watched his feet with wide eyes as he walked, as though he suspected the floor might dissipate at anytime. Stairways were a bit harder to tackle, but in time Mel made it to the dorm kitchens. The pantries were open at all hours, as was the fridge. Choices, choices. Of all of them Mel grabbed an apple, a few Club crackers, and a slice of provolone cheese. Thinking of nothing else that he wanted he gradually meandered back into the main hallway. Word count: 580 Tagg'd: Aoi<3 Outfit: Here~Notes: I'm so mean to this kid.. *pokes Mel in the cheek* |
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Post by Aoi Park on Oct 17, 2010 20:53:24 GMT -4
Walking slowly, it didn’t take Aoi long to spot that person. The person he missed with all his heart and soul, Mel. God it was Mel. Even from far away Aoi could smell the boy’s scent, how much it smelt like candy flowers and just all around wonderfully goodness that seemed to make the world turn. He patted his pocket just to make sure his gift was there, of course he hadn’t forgot about the boy’s birthday! Slowly he fallowed the boy, his feet wanting to move harder and faster to catch up with him, but he couldn’t he wanted his return to be a surprise too Mel, hopefully the boy wouldn’t be upset at him. Oh god, what if he was? What if Mel hated him? No no, he couldn’t. Mel didn’t hate anyone and once Aoi explained himself to the boy he knew he would be forgiven, or more so he hoped.
The tiger took notice on how the boy looked, it seemed the boy hadn’t been fairing as well as he would have liked, he looked sad. So sad. God that killed him on the inside. Mel… his lovely Mel was hurting somehow he knew it. He just wanted to fix it. However he could, he was back, hopefully for a long time. The tiger also noticed to where Mel was going, to the kitchen. So he was hungry? Over his trip to China Aoi ate, a lot and he also worked out too, so no longer was he a skinny thing. Hell no, Aoi was lean and had muscles and abs and was beautiful toned. Not only that but his skin was a little bit darker too from a small amount of tan he got at home. Hopefully it wouldn’t be took much of a difference? The boy would still know who he was? The sweet boy… who he loved with all his heart.
Moments later the boy came back out, and their eyes met. Finally. Finally he got to see him again, his body was shaking a bit from happiness. Aoi was more then overjoyed by the sight of the boy. “Mel…” He cooed softly and grinned a wide grin, his grin the smile that Mel use to like. “I’m back Mel… It’s me… Aoi…” He added in, hopefully, he was hoping with all his might here too, just hopefully the boy wouldn’t hate him for leaving. He was back now, and he wanted his Mel.
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Post by Mel Kucharski on Oct 17, 2010 21:55:10 GMT -4
A shock traveled the length of his body that stopped his heart. All of the meager rations dropped out of his arms. There was a crunch as the apple fell on a cracker. The boy's mouth hung slack. Who was that? Could it really be? His head tilted as he scrutinized the person. Sure, it looked kinda like Aoi. Same hair, same beautiful golden eyes. But he looked so much bigger now. Before he had been as thin as a beanstalk. He was still thin, but in a shapely way. A strong and dependable sort of way. His clothing was exceptional, sharp and appealing, but lacking color. It made Mel think that this was some sort of ghost. Was it Aoi? Or some kind of apparition?
"Mel."
Mel's hands began to shake. It knew his name? Hope rose in him.
“I’m back Mel… It’s me… Aoi…”
The shifter took a step forward, but hesitated. He recognized that smile. It was Aoi. Who else could it be? He forced his mouth closed, taking another step forward. "...Aoi? Really?" His voice was weak. He hadn't used it in so long. He hadn't spoken to anyone for weeks it seemed.
With a few more steps he was looking up at Aoi. His entire body was quaking. "I don't.. can't..." Mel's eyebrows furrowed, he really didn't know what to say. His heart beat faster. It was all he could do not to to tackle the older boy and give him a hug. He settled for reaching out a hand and tugging gently on the end of one of the black strands of Aoi's hair, just to make sure it was there. Elation swelled in Mel's chest and a smile grew on his face. But, like a soap bubble poked with a needle. It was gone in an instant. The smile disappeared and the boy's eyes grew fearfully wide as crushing guilt set in.
He stumbled backwards "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.." His voice was hardly a whisper. He had stayed awake at night thinking about why Aoi and Choi had left. He hadn't been able to come to any other conclusion other than he had hurt Aoi by going to Colorado without telling him, so his disappearance was some form of revenge. Given, it wasn't a very good conclusion, but it was all he could think of.Word count: 512 Tagg'd: Aoi<3 Outfit: Here~Notes: D'aww~ |
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Post by Aoi Park on Oct 17, 2010 22:17:54 GMT -4
He smiled warmly and nodded, the male looked at him like he was a total stranger, had it really been so long? Mel looked a little different, just thinner and more pale. Seeing him… being close to him was just so intoxicating, and Aoi was trying to soak up every little second of it. When Mel came close enough, Aoi reached out and pulled him into a warm embrace and kissed his hair softly, purring like the big cat he was. Mel, he had his Mel. This was all he needed to be happy right now. He hugged him close, rubbing the dip in the male’s back with so much affection and admiration. Mel was real, this was really his Mel. The same sweet boy, who he worried about every single night while he was away, the same boy who made him feel most alive and most loved and the same boy who Aoi was completely and madly in love with. Mel.
Shifting a little bit and blinked at the sudden strain of sorry’s and shook his head. “Shh, love. I left because Choi got deathly sick… he’s better now but he’s going to stay in China for a while.” The boy was acting like it was something he did, and that wasn’t the case at all. Choi did get so sick he almost died, so that’s why he left, he took a long time getting back because he was worried about Choi is all! Slowly very slowly, did Aoi pull the boy back into his body and kissed his soft hair again, and he also moved and pulled out a small box. “Happy birthday…” He knew he missed his birthday date wise, but not him memory. Aoi still remember and still got him something. Aoi opened the box and showed the boy a white gold locket, with gem stones making a little purple flower and the words ‘I love you’ written on it, engraved in it. Like how Mel was forever engraved in Aoi’s heart.
The Chinese boy shifted and hooked it around Mel’s neck and smiled gently at him. “You can put whatever pictures you want in there? I got it just for you…” He said softly and kissed the boy’s cheek tenderly and then pulled him closer, cupping his face with one of his hands and took in a small breath before leaning down and pressing both of their heads together. “I missed you…so much Mel.” He whispered softly before he finally pressed their lips together for a long awaited kiss on Aoi’s part. The kiss was not friendly or brotherly, but it was filled with the over flowing love he had for the boy. This was a lovers kiss.
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Post by Mel Kucharski on Oct 18, 2010 0:42:56 GMT -4
A sigh escaped Mel's lips as Aoi pulled him in, the familiarity of it brought back memories. Memories of all the times Aoi had hugged him like this, the sensation of of his touch but especially his scent, it was familiar. Something about it made his stomach flutter. His fingers twitched, but gradually Mel drew up the courage to wrap his own arms around Aoi's waist, holding onto the fabric. He felt like crying, but he didn't know why. Was he upset? Mad? Relieved or overjoyed? He didn't have a chance to decide.
He drew back to look at the small box in Aoi's hand. He gave a perplexed look. What was this? Happy birthday.."
Mel's face registered shock. "W-what?"
The lid was lifted of the box and Mel got to see one of the most lovely things that he had seen to date. It was white gold inlaid with intricate patterns along the edges. The little purple flower glittered in the sparse light., but what most caught his attention were the words engraved in the middle of the locket. I love you Mel had to remember to breathe. "oh, Aoi! It's..." he couldn't find a way to finish the sentence that would have fully expressed his wonder.
As always, the tiger shifter was a step ahead of him, going ahead and latching the locket around his neck. “You can put whatever pictures you want in there? I got it just for you…”
Mel wanted to say something, anything. But the shock and the quickness of it all really just left him speechless. He allowed Aoi's face to touch his. "I missed you.. so much, Mel."
And just like that Aoi was kissing him. Though surprised, Mel found himself kissing back as if it was the most natural thing in the world. It reminded him of the first time Aoi had kissed him. In the store, just to get him away from the two young gentlemen who had taken an interest in him. That time it had just been a sorta 'the moment of' sort of a thing. Still, that was the first time anyone had ever kissed him. Before Zander even, Aoi was there. Before he had ever kissed Zander, he had kissed Aoi. How could he not have seen it before? Aoi had been there from the start. Warmness spread from his toes to the very tips of his ears.
The boy's mouth opened slightly against the softness of Aoi's lips. Everything about the young man was demulcent. All too soon, it seemed, it was over. Mel realized his eyes were closed, he opened them and searched the depths Aoi's own golden eyes. "Really Aoi? the corners of his mouth pulled upwards slightly "It's been so lonely all by myself. I thought you..." the boy stopped himself. he didn't want to think about it. For a moment the agony of the past months was gone, he wasn't quite ready to re-invite it.
"It's just been really hard for me lately... that's all.." he touched his own lips gently, hiding a bit of a smile.Word count: 575 Tagg'd: Aoi<3 Outfit: Here~Notes: >w< |
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Post by Aoi Park on Oct 18, 2010 15:40:45 GMT -4
Mel didn’t pull away, Mel didn’t say no. Mel just kissed him back like it was normal for them to kiss in such a way, he loved it. He loved kissing the boy so much it hurt to even think the boy wasn’t truly his. Before their kiss he could see the worry on the male’s face about his little brother so after their kiss he would have to make sure that Mel knew the boy was okay. Soon it ended, too soon but Aoi didn’t want to seem like a pushy guy. So gently he settled for a tiny kiss on the lips afterward. Just a peck, that would be okay for now. “I’ll let you call Choi later okay? He’s fine, he just got sick suddenly and everyone here thought it best to take him home. It was very sudden, Mel. So don’t feel bad.” He whispered softly and never once removed his forehead from the smaller boys. Slowly did the tiger shift run his hands around the boy’s back, rubbing his back gently and softly. He loved him, so much and to finally be with him like this was just perfect, it was like a gift from heaven.
He chuckled softly at the boy’s reaction to everything really, it was hard being close to someone this cute. Why? Well it just made Aoi a little sad knowing Zander had his heart and not him. Oh, how badly did he want Mel’s heart. To be his and only his. He sighed softly and shook his head. “Never think that Mel, I would never have left you if it wasn’t because Choi was sick. I never want to leave you again.” He didn’t, if he had too Aoi would bring him to China to live. He never wanted to leave the boy, he loved him far too much. Slowly he pulled back a bit and sighed at the state the boy was in, giving him a tiny smile he shifted and kissed him one more time. “You look smaller then before… let me cook something for you?” He asked softly and tilted his head, running his fingers through the boy’s golden locks.
Then a new thought came to him, one that almost made him sick to think about. “Are you still dating Zander?” He blurted out and then mentally kicked himself, god how stupid was he? Things were going great! And he just haaad to ruin it? God he was so stupid. Sighing softly and kissed the boy’s cheek. Oh well, Mel was worth it.
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Post by Mel Kucharski on Oct 18, 2010 18:00:09 GMT -4
“You look smaller then before… let me cook something for you?”
Bewilderment passed over Mel's face "Do I?" his fingers began fiddling with the hem of his shirt. "I had no idea..." truth be told, he hadn't been paying too much attention to his eating habits as of late. It had been much too low on his list of priorities. He looked down at his body, his clothing hung off of it loosely. he recalled having to wear a belt to get his pants to stay up. He looked at his thin wrist and for the first time in three months was surprised at it. A tiny panic attack set in. His fingers flew to his cheeks, "Really? Am I? I bet I look dreadful!!" He glanced back at the apple and his stomach snarled.
He gripped Aoi's elbow tightly, almost ready to drag him to the kitchen. But the next question froze him to where he stood. 'Are you still dating Zander?' the words bounced around in Mel's head, he almost had to translate them word by word and absorb them. He began to chew his lower lip in deep concentration. "I.. I--" he shook his head and averted his gaze. "I don't know."
Mel truly didn't know, it had been so long since he had talked to Zander. Most days he just holed himself up in his room. He was convinced that either Zander hated him for getting him in trouble, or that Zander's mother had made him go back to Colorado. But for both things he really hadn't been around Zander in the least. If he wasn't dating Zander anymore it was Mel's own fault. Would it hurt Zander if he knew that he had kissed Aoi? Would he care? And what about Aoi? If Mel admitted that he really did love Aoi... what about his feelings for Zander? The young shifter just didn't know. It was so confusing, so hard to step around everyone's feelings trying to make everyone happy while retaining his own happiness. A wave of panic and fear flooded over him. His small frame shook with the stress of it all. What was he supposed to do? How should he act?
He didn't realize how tightly he was gripping Aoi's elbow or that his eyes were brimming with tears.Word count: 527 Tagg'd: Aoi<3 Outfit: Here~Notes: oooh boi... XD |
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Post by Aoi Park on Oct 18, 2010 18:21:48 GMT -4
Aoi couldn’t help but smile at him, it was funny how the boy was more worried about his looks then his over all well being. Mel was always silly like that, but it was so cute and it gave Aoi more of a reason to want to keep him close. “You are perfect, love… just let me cook for you? Some real Chinese food? With no meat of course.” Aoi even remembered that Mel didn’t eat meat, he always remembered and he always would remember too. Slowly he wrapped one arm around the boy’s waist and pulled him back into the large kitchen, walking over to get all of the things he needed. “How about some noodle soup? I can also make a large vegetable plate with some sauce?” He asked softly and tilted his head to the side, running his fingers through the boy’s hair.
Then his heart broke, just like that it smashed into a million pieces. Seeing Mel about to cry was unbearable to him and slowly but surely he scooped the male up into his arms tight and gave him a look. “I’m always here for you… no matter what. I love you Mel…” He said softly, with soft words that were filled with the utmost love and respect and all around wonderfulness. He leaned in again and kissed the boy, this time making his soft kiss well still soft but giving it a bit more power, his lips parted and he felt the boy’s heat just run all over his body. Why was he so perfect? Aoi never believed in perfection until he met Mel, until he first held Mel and listened to him speak. Everyone even Zander told him how breakable Mel is, but in truth he wasn’t not even close. Mel was strong, he was sturdy, who ever thought he was weak didn’t know him like that. Mel was tough. He knew it.
He kissed him a bit harder, not hard to cause the male pain but hard enough to gently part his lips so his tongue peaked out and gently grazed the wet organ across Mel’s lips. Mel tasted so much like candy that it was so good. His lips were so soft and sugary so warm and alive. Aoi wanted to make the boy happier, to make sure the boy knew he was loved and could love back without having to worry about being abandoned like that again.
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Post by Mel Kucharski on Oct 18, 2010 23:21:13 GMT -4
A single tear slid down his cheek as Aoi kissed him. Reacting on instinct, Mel reached up and wrapped his arms around the older boy's neck, enjoying the sort of tickly feeling of Aoi's hair brushing over his wrist. He was content to just be close to someone after his time of solitude, but he was almost surprised at how happy he was that that 'someone' was Aoi. His eyes slid shut and he leaned into Aoi. How long had it been since he had felt like this? His thoughts jumped to Zander and guilt crashed over him once again. But how was he to know what Zander thought anymore?
Aoi seemed a bit more forceful in his kissing now. Not necessarily in a bad way, Mel didn't mind it anyway. Tilting his head a bit he returned the kiss with a little less force. It was enough to work the hamster shifter's mouth open just enough to grant the Chinese boy enough access to tenderly brush his tongue over Mel's lips. The warm and wet sensation made Mel shudder, he gave a satisfactory purr. He opened his mouth a bit more and leaned in a bit more to try and invite a deeper kiss.
In truth, Mel wasn't very experienced in things of this nature. He had really only learned to kiss from Zander, or perhaps how to be kissed. Even then it was wonderful. That in mind, he was a poor kisser. But he did try his best. Aoi was the gracious type, definitely. He overlooked Mel's many flaws and–not only brought out–but emphasized his positive characteristics. Aoi truly was an incredible type of person to do that without a shred of dishonesty. Mel knew he could trust him. And becasue he trusted him, Mel could be sure that he loved him.
Suddenly, his stomach growled. "Ah!" Mel pulled away with gasp and touched his stomach. His bush started back up. With a nervous giggle, he rubbed his stomach "S-sorry.. I'm really hungry though." it became apparent just how hungry it was when he actually focused on it. He made his best "sad puppy" eyes at Aoi. "Make me food, please?" Then smiled at how cheesy it sounded.
Mel stood, super-glued to Aoi's side. The sound of good food made him excited. It was surprising that only hours ago Mel couldn't see anything to be glad about in his life, and now it was full to the brim with hope and light. Finally, his old personality was peeking out.Word count: 572 Tagg'd: Aoi<3 Outfit: Here~Notes: Happy Mel! That's more like it~ |
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Post by Aoi Park on Oct 19, 2010 19:28:29 GMT -4
He felt the tears brush up against his own skin, so warm yet so sad. It was heartbreaking to feel. Aoi never wanted to see Mel cry, hear him cry, he never wanted to be the cause of it too. Their kissing paid off, he could feel the warmth of the other male’s organ in his mouth and he happily sucked on the boy’s tongue, forgetting about the tears for a moment, forgetting about everything, just worrying about kissing Mel. Mel, the most beautiful person in the world. It was cute how sloppy his kisses were, it was so charming and sweet that Aoi was falling in love again, he was so inexperienced but Aoi knew just how to fix that. More kissing? Most likely, if Mel wanted it anyway. When Aoi finally heard the boy’s stomach, the Chinese boy giggled and kissed the boy’s lips playfully. Could he get any cuter?
“Of course, love.” He said softly and stole a few more kisses from his lips and turned back to the kitchen counter and hummed softly, easily making the male’s soup and then turns to fill up what looked like see through paper rolls filled with stir fried veggies, he was a fast cook honestly. Soon he had everything done, the noodles, the rice, and the paper rolls with the special sauce. Grinning warmly at the boy he walked over and set two bowls of noodles down and two bowls of rice, and a large plate with six paper rolls and a little cup for the sauce. He thought for a moment and offered the male a fork, remembering that he might not be ask skilled with chop sticks like he himself was. “Eat before it gets cold.” He said with a playful huff and smiled at him, happily starting to eat his own meal.
Aoi suddenly had an idea, like how Zander took Mel to Colorado, maybe Aoi could take him back to his own home, in China. Would Mel like that? It would be so far.. But maybe? Who knew, Mel went with Zander what was stopping him from coming with Aoi? Aoi would take great care of him, make sure he was fed, and all that. Wow Aoi made Mel really seem like a cute little hamster.
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Post by Mel Kucharski on Oct 19, 2010 22:05:44 GMT -4
Mel tucked into the noodles, fast as anything, finishing it all to quickly. Bad cook, good eater. When finished with his noodle bowl he sighed in contentment. He pressed his shoulder against Aoi's arm and reached for his bowl of rice. "You know what Aoi? I just had a thought.." he gave him a sideways glance, "Your accent seems really thick.." the reason he chose to comment on that particular thing was because he found it unusually attractive. It reminded him of how his father's voice or Friderick's voice carried the touch of a Polish accent. Or how his Aunts' and uncles' accents made their english nearly impossible to understand. He had only been to the country of his heritage once when he was five, still he sometimes heard his father talking to his relatives on the phone.
Mel did a little but more contemplating while he chewed. The brief idea of his father made him fall silent. He scootched a bit closer into Aoi, unconsciously seeking comfort. The older boy's body seemed quite warm. It was a contrast to Mel's unusually tiny frame which was clad in very thin clothing. Especially his sea-foam green t-shirt. A small gust of frigid air passed through the kitchen causing little goosebumps to appear all up Mel's arms. Perhaps he was just excited. He finished up his rice bowl and allowed himself a private smile, why was he so happy all of a sudden? Well that was an obvious answer.. Pushing the empty bowl away the folded his arms on the counter and rested his face against them. His belly was full and the hamster side of him said it was nap time, not that he was actually about to fall asleep. His kind of animal was mostly nocturnal anyways. He glanced up at Aoi and smiled, "Come to to think of it, life has been treating really well lately.. you look realy good." he blushed, "Uhm.. healthy I mean.."Word count: 502 Tagg'd: Aoi<3 Outfit: Here~Notes: hungry hamster! |
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Post by Aoi Park on Oct 21, 2010 16:49:14 GMT -4
Aoi grinned warmly at the male and purred a little bit, leaning down to kiss his head softly. “I’m glad you like it! Maybe I could teach you how to cook?” He mused softly and also ate his own food, slowly thought since he had eaten earlier but he was more worried about the boy in his arms. Of course he was more concerned with Mel then he was himself. Mel was a stick. It reminded him of how he was months before and now he wasn’t that small anymore. Aoi wasn’t beefy but he mad muscle, he had abs that you could see now, but they weren’t scary, they were just right and his skin was darker, more tan. Did he really look so different now? At first the boy didn’t know who he was, and that worried him a large deal, but now everything was okay. He had his Mel and Mel was the most important thing in his life right now. Mel was his world, his whole being, without Mel he didn’t know if he could wake up the next morning soak in the golden rays of the sun and continue on with the world around him. Mel was his weakness, never in his life could he be mad at the boy, he knew this and he knew that one day that might bite him in the ass.
”My accent?” He said and blinked a little bit, his face turning a bit hot under the idea of it. Was it really thicker? Could the boy understand him? Well it supposed so since their conversation so far was turning out wonderfully. “I suppose it has, but so long as you can understand me?” He said softly and moved some of the boy’s hair from his eyes, giving him a warm smile that he knew the other boy liked so much. Shifting a but he slowly pulled his pea coat off and draped it over the boy’s frame, he saw the goose bumps so he must have been cold. He smiled and ran his fingers across the boy’s back. He could feel every little detail of the male, every little thing that made him realize his absence had hurt the male a good bit. He felt awful, so awful about that truly.
Aoi blinked his golden eyes and chuckled softly and leaned down and pressed his lips against the boy’s head. “Been eating right and working out? Speaking of eating… share my noodles with me? I’m sure you’re still hungry?” He asked softly, having mostly forgotten his half eaten meal on account of his eyes were only on Mel. He pulled the boy closer and nuzzled his pretty hair, he smelt so good. So fresh and real. This was real, being with Mel. He felt alive when he was with the boy, and when the boy was happy, Aoi was happy. When Mel smiled Aoi just wanted to smile his brightest. He didn’t know what he would do if he lost that, but… well damn he just didn’t want to think about it.
TAGGED .mel<3. WORDS .561. OUTFIT . outfit here.
MUSIC . song - artist. LYRICS . the silence - mayday parade. NOTES . >3< Aoi loves him like a fat kid loves his twinkies. CREDIT . JURATE at CAUTION.
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Post by Mel Kucharski on Oct 21, 2010 22:12:11 GMT -4
Mel's blond head fell to the side, cocking an ear in the direction of Aoi's voice. Mel hadn't had another human voice talk directly to him for what seemed quite a long time. He wished Aoi would speak more, but the young man had always been one of few words. There wasn't much that could be done about one's personality so it was just fine with Mel. Little more than a passing and brief and unvoiced desire, like to a wisp of smoke on a very dark night. "Mhm.. it seems sorta deep too. But what do I know."
He felt the slight pressure of Aoi's jacket placed over his shoulders and a shiver passed though his body. Not for any particular reason really. He shrugged the jacket closer around himself, giving a tiny smile and a 'thank you'. Aoi's innate ability to discern what the situation called for was an invaluable commodity. Mel's eyelids flickered, bordering on sleepiness. He lifted a finger and poked Aoi's arm a few times to qualify his statement. Yep. Strong as a steel bar. Lord knows Mel wouldn't look to get into a fight with him, not that that was a part of his plans anyway.
"Nu-uh.. i'm too full.." His hampster side wouldn't let him eat everything he wanted all at once anyway. His species was know for storing away food. He figured it would be best to save it for later. Mel smiled at the ticklish feeling of Aoi's nose brushing over his hair. He realized just how sleepy he really was. He looked at Aoi through one eye. He really wanted to say something, but being so warm, full and happy, nothing came to his mind. Perhaps one weak phrase. "Thanks for coming back.."Word count: 412 Tagg'd: Aoi<3 Outfit: Here~Notes: Well I hope he doesn't plan on eating him D; |
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Post by Aoi Park on Oct 22, 2010 18:03:52 GMT -4
Aoi rolled his eyes and tugged softly on those beautiful blonde locks of the boy’s. “You’re so silly.” He muttered softly and with a smile, leaning down to gently brush his lips against the male’s soft skin. How it was like being in a fairy tale, Aoi has his princess (sort of) and he just wanted to take the male far away and make sure nothing bad ever happened to him, he wanted to be Mel’s forever and ever. Shifting a little bit and moved the boy’s head and kissed his lips gently, softly, loving the taste of his porcelain lips against his own. He slowly pulled back and pulled the boy closer to him, never did he want to be without Mel. Never. “How about we go back to your room?”
Shifting a bit he slowly pulled away from the boy to clean up and then with completely ease, he picked the boy up like he was a child, a very tiny little child, a child which he loved more then anything. Slowly but surely the tiger made it back to Mel’s room, he never forgot the number of his dorm room, never ever. Slipping inside he moved and lied the boy on his bed and smiled at him gently. “Sleep Mel…” He muttered softly and slipped his own shoes off and covered the male up nice and tight, leaning down he gently kissed the male’s belly through the covers, he chuckled softly at the way the male wiggled and slowly he sat up and gave the male a warm smile. Maybe things would stay like this forever? God he hoped so, he wanted to be able to lie in bed with Mel forever and ever, kiss him whenever he wanted and whenever the male wanted to be kissed, hold him without worrying. Please god… let it happen.
Slowly he crawled over the boy and then lied beside him, pulling him close into an embrace. “I love you… Mel… forever and forever.” He said softly to the boy. Hopefully the boy loved him too, hopefully he would have Mel forever, and be able to grow old with Mel. Hopefully.
TAGGED .mel<3. WORDS .408. OUTFIT . outfit here.
MUSIC . song - artist. LYRICS . the silence - mayday parade. NOTES .;x; <3. CREDIT . JURATE at CAUTION.
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