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Julian x Bryce - Damian x Céline
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Sep 14, 2013 08:20AM

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((Btw, I would never do this. Just cuz I know doesn't mean I do. :P))
The place was extrordinarily small. It was odd that Italy of all places wouldn't have any take out restraunts that weren't family owned.
Bryce placed his order after a brief inspection of the options and then took a seat by the window, pulling out his pen and proceeding to doodle on a magazine. His favorite things to do doodle on a magazine were little men on the headlines. He would morbidly draw them hung from J's and F's, sometimes dropping them from the sky and impaling them on L's and lower case b's. But tonight he rescued them all, drawing little ladders and hands to help them up. All were spared.
Ding!
He glanced up momentarily as the door rang. It was a red head, and she wasn't exactly dressed for the weather. He watched her walk up the counter and lean against it, reaching up with her elbows to stretch out her frame gorgeously...
He went back to his doodles. This little man on the D deserved a hat...
Only moments later he glanced up again, hearing the clicking her heels approach in the quietness of the lobby restraunt.
She was tall and by regular standards pretty. The girl next door kind of look. Even though the evening was cool she had for some reason decided to don short jean shorts and a semitransparent white t-shirt; the kind that had arm openings which cut all the way down to the top of her jeans so you could see the rest of the black support she had and what was left to be seen of her skin.
She flipped her long, curled gingery hair over her shoulder as she sat down opposite of him, flashing him a bright and minty smile. "Hey."
Bryce smiled hesitantly back and his arm covered his drawings. "Hello."
"I'm Anna." She tilted her head to the side and her hair spilled over her shoulder in loose ringlets.
"Bryce..." He introduced himself, not moving an inch as he was trained. Stiff introductions from children are admired among colleagues...
Anna made a small hum of a laugh in her throat and her long, neon orange nails tapped the tabletop.
The place was extrordinarily small. It was odd that Italy of all places wouldn't have any take out restraunts that weren't family owned.
Bryce placed his order after a brief inspection of the options and then took a seat by the window, pulling out his pen and proceeding to doodle on a magazine. His favorite things to do doodle on a magazine were little men on the headlines. He would morbidly draw them hung from J's and F's, sometimes dropping them from the sky and impaling them on L's and lower case b's. But tonight he rescued them all, drawing little ladders and hands to help them up. All were spared.
Ding!
He glanced up momentarily as the door rang. It was a red head, and she wasn't exactly dressed for the weather. He watched her walk up the counter and lean against it, reaching up with her elbows to stretch out her frame gorgeously...
He went back to his doodles. This little man on the D deserved a hat...
Only moments later he glanced up again, hearing the clicking her heels approach in the quietness of the lobby restraunt.
She was tall and by regular standards pretty. The girl next door kind of look. Even though the evening was cool she had for some reason decided to don short jean shorts and a semitransparent white t-shirt; the kind that had arm openings which cut all the way down to the top of her jeans so you could see the rest of the black support she had and what was left to be seen of her skin.
She flipped her long, curled gingery hair over her shoulder as she sat down opposite of him, flashing him a bright and minty smile. "Hey."
Bryce smiled hesitantly back and his arm covered his drawings. "Hello."
"I'm Anna." She tilted her head to the side and her hair spilled over her shoulder in loose ringlets.
"Bryce..." He introduced himself, not moving an inch as he was trained. Stiff introductions from children are admired among colleagues...
Anna made a small hum of a laugh in her throat and her long, neon orange nails tapped the tabletop.

Julian flipped from tv show to tv show. Damn why did he feel so empty all the sudden like something was already missing from his sixteen years of life. " Oh... right." He said to himslef the moment he realized his solider wasn't right beside him. Who knew you're life could feel so dependent on someone, I guess for the longest time it was Jimmy, but now it's Bryce. With a sigh Julian cuddled up into the bed and hope if he slept faster Bryce would come faster.
((-^.^- Lol I love him too! And Julian's sweet... He's lonely. -^.^-))
Bryce gave her a polite smile and discreetly went back to his doodles, still hidden behind his forearm.
"So?"
He looked up again and realized her eyes were the same color as Julian's, but lighter. "Pardon?"
Anna sighed a little, but seemed taken aback by the way he excused himself. "Uhm, so? Who you waiting for?" A coil of hair twirled between her fingers as she made a show of biting her bottom lip.
Bryce frowned a little and nodded to the back of the shop. "My food, miss." It just kind of slipped out. Old habits died hard.
Her face brightened right up and she gave a giggle like hiccupping christmas bells. "Miss? Me?" Anna leaned down onto the table, maybe and maybe not intending to pronounce the exact depth of her cleavage. "Aren't you a little soldier."
Bryce's frown deepened. "Mm." Came the slightly disturbed response and he went back to his doodles. Was this... happening? No, not to Bryce... No one had ever hit on him before. Not even Julian, really. It didn't happen that way. "I prefer to call it manners."
Bryce gave her a polite smile and discreetly went back to his doodles, still hidden behind his forearm.
"So?"
He looked up again and realized her eyes were the same color as Julian's, but lighter. "Pardon?"
Anna sighed a little, but seemed taken aback by the way he excused himself. "Uhm, so? Who you waiting for?" A coil of hair twirled between her fingers as she made a show of biting her bottom lip.
Bryce frowned a little and nodded to the back of the shop. "My food, miss." It just kind of slipped out. Old habits died hard.
Her face brightened right up and she gave a giggle like hiccupping christmas bells. "Miss? Me?" Anna leaned down onto the table, maybe and maybe not intending to pronounce the exact depth of her cleavage. "Aren't you a little soldier."
Bryce's frown deepened. "Mm." Came the slightly disturbed response and he went back to his doodles. Was this... happening? No, not to Bryce... No one had ever hit on him before. Not even Julian, really. It didn't happen that way. "I prefer to call it manners."

((T.T Jesus...))
"I don't care what you call it, it's a turn on." Anna's voice dropped it's dippy tone and became a great deal more serious, her left eyebrow arching high into what seemed to be both waiting and implying at the same time. After a moment of silence Bryce simply refused to break, she smiled voluptiously.
The poor boy swallowed hard. "Uh," How did he respond to that? "It... It wasn't meant to be..." His pen stilled in his hand, his dark blue eyes wide.
She sighed playfully. "You're innocent. It's cute." Her voice was pinched with that note of young feminism most girls seemed to have. Only coming from Anna's lips at that one crucial moment it sounded awfully evil.
Once again she went to her hair, twisting it and flipping it in a slight show that was altogther strange and odd to watch; at least to those not interested. "I like it."
"Uh..." Bryce honestly know which offended him more. Being hit on, or being called innocent. "I really don't think - "
"What else you got Bruce?" Anna's voice lowered even further, near a whisper. "It's Bryce," he corrected her weakly. God... Food could never come sooner... "And nothing. I got nothing to show you."
Anna made a playful pounting face and leaned across the table, pinching the neck of his jacket between her claws and bringing him closer. "Come on... I'm sure you do... Show me..." Another one of those humming laughs came from the back of her throat and she smiled, running her tongue across the her top row of teeth. "Please Brucie?"
He stared for a long, long time; the shock of his sudden situation taking time to actually sink in. "Bryce," he replied finally, his name blunt and emotionless on his tongue. "And no thank you. I uh," his heavy brows met. "I have a boyfriend."
"I don't care what you call it, it's a turn on." Anna's voice dropped it's dippy tone and became a great deal more serious, her left eyebrow arching high into what seemed to be both waiting and implying at the same time. After a moment of silence Bryce simply refused to break, she smiled voluptiously.
The poor boy swallowed hard. "Uh," How did he respond to that? "It... It wasn't meant to be..." His pen stilled in his hand, his dark blue eyes wide.
She sighed playfully. "You're innocent. It's cute." Her voice was pinched with that note of young feminism most girls seemed to have. Only coming from Anna's lips at that one crucial moment it sounded awfully evil.
Once again she went to her hair, twisting it and flipping it in a slight show that was altogther strange and odd to watch; at least to those not interested. "I like it."
"Uh..." Bryce honestly know which offended him more. Being hit on, or being called innocent. "I really don't think - "
"What else you got Bruce?" Anna's voice lowered even further, near a whisper. "It's Bryce," he corrected her weakly. God... Food could never come sooner... "And nothing. I got nothing to show you."
Anna made a playful pounting face and leaned across the table, pinching the neck of his jacket between her claws and bringing him closer. "Come on... I'm sure you do... Show me..." Another one of those humming laughs came from the back of her throat and she smiled, running her tongue across the her top row of teeth. "Please Brucie?"
He stared for a long, long time; the shock of his sudden situation taking time to actually sink in. "Bryce," he replied finally, his name blunt and emotionless on his tongue. "And no thank you. I uh," his heavy brows met. "I have a boyfriend."

"I don't care what you call it, it's a turn on." Anna's voice dropped it's dippy tone and became a great deal more serious, her left eyebrow arching high into what seemed to be bo..."
( Nows that's crap..)
Julian woke up in an almost blissful peace. Realizing how amazing that dream was, honestly Bryce was perfect and he couldn't wait till he got back.
Dcboy wrote: "Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ ...Céline... Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ wrote: "((T.T Jesus...))
"I don't care what you call it, it's a turn on." Anna's voice dropped it's dippy tone and became a great deal more serious, her left eyebrow archi..."
((Crap?))
He staggered out of his chair, thanking God for the bell that meant his order was ready. Bryce retreated to the counter and gathered up his order and backed out of the restraunt faster than she had time to respond.
"I don't care what you call it, it's a turn on." Anna's voice dropped it's dippy tone and became a great deal more serious, her left eyebrow archi..."
((Crap?))
He staggered out of his chair, thanking God for the bell that meant his order was ready. Bryce retreated to the counter and gathered up his order and backed out of the restraunt faster than she had time to respond.

( What did you think of Julian's dream :3, also Spidey :)
Julian decided to be to do something special for Bryce so he went outside to the balcony and prepared two wine bottles and made a trail of rose petals before stripping and climbing in.
((Then get on a laptop and delete them. You're being an ass. It'll get you banned.))
((Loved his dream! Made me squeal from across the world))
Bryce walked faster than he ever had back to the hotel. So fast he was nearly running, the boxes jumping around in his arms in alarm. He came into the room and double locked the door, his heart thudding. Why was that such a big deal? It was just a girl... But no one had ever treated him that way before... Something caught his eye, and he set the boxes onto the counter to pick up the petals. What? He began picking them all up, sighing as he inadvertantly followed tot he trail onto the balcony. "Julian, you dropped these - "
The petals fell from his hands like a soft rain as his mouth parted into a small o.
((Loved his dream! Made me squeal from across the world))
Bryce walked faster than he ever had back to the hotel. So fast he was nearly running, the boxes jumping around in his arms in alarm. He came into the room and double locked the door, his heart thudding. Why was that such a big deal? It was just a girl... But no one had ever treated him that way before... Something caught his eye, and he set the boxes onto the counter to pick up the petals. What? He began picking them all up, sighing as he inadvertantly followed tot he trail onto the balcony. "Julian, you dropped these - "
The petals fell from his hands like a soft rain as his mouth parted into a small o.

"Sh..." Bryce slowly glanced back at the inside of their hotel and then back again. "Should I bring the food...?" He said it slowly, uncertainly.

( I just thought there dream was sooo cute :D)
((TOTALLY. They're so cute... God. It's taken them forever to get together. o.o But worth the wait.))
Bryce reached inside the room and grabbed the boxes, setting them down beside the tub and then taking of this clothes and climbed in beside him. "It was just an hour to get dinner..." He made it sound silly, but the kiss he gave him showed just how much he had missed him as well.
Bryce reached inside the room and grabbed the boxes, setting them down beside the tub and then taking of this clothes and climbed in beside him. "It was just an hour to get dinner..." He made it sound silly, but the kiss he gave him showed just how much he had missed him as well.

He smirked and leaned his forehead against his. "I sexy things up do I?" It was funny how being hit on earlier had disturbed him, but he couldn't hear enough now that it came in Julian's voice. "Hardly."
Bryce nodded a little, rendered unable to respond. He wrapped his arms around Julian and pulled him closer, kissing him back readily.

" God I love you Bryce." he breathed heavily as he pressed his bare body against his.
((I should have Anna walk in; "LOVE ME BRUCE!" Lol!))
Bryce smiled and relaxed beside him. "I love you so much too..."
Bryce smiled and relaxed beside him. "I love you so much too..."
((XD. You serious though? Cuz we can have Arthur *if he came* or someone come in?))
Bryce held open his mouth (not unlike a baby bird) and made a noise.
Bryce held open his mouth (not unlike a baby bird) and made a noise.

Julian laughed a bit and feed Bryce some on his food as he wrapped his arm around him.
((Couldn't be more awkward... But yeah, totally...))
Bryce chewed, and gave him a big smile. "You wouldn't believe what happened to me."
Bryce chewed, and gave him a big smile. "You wouldn't believe what happened to me."

Julian raised a brow. " Oh? Why don't you tell daddy what happened?"
((Alright. For you. ;) lol tell me when to send him in))
Bryce swallowed and got ready to the story. "I was in the restraunt," he began, putting his hands up as if setting the scene. "And there was this girl. She came and sat with me, told me her name was Anna..."
((Just spitballing, but what if Anna becomes a freak and joins them? I totally don't have my heart set on it - just wondering what you thought?))
Bryce swallowed and got ready to the story. "I was in the restraunt," he began, putting his hands up as if setting the scene. "And there was this girl. She came and sat with me, told me her name was Anna..."
((Just spitballing, but what if Anna becomes a freak and joins them? I totally don't have my heart set on it - just wondering what you thought?))

( Make it the most awkward time possible ;) and hmm sounds interesting cause she wants Bryce... bad)
Bryce slowly shook his head. "Sadly," he said. "No. She... She was uhm, hitting on me. Really really bad... She grabbed my coat and pulled me in even." He seemed to be in shock. "It was..." He didn't know how to describe it.
((She does in this freaky Sam-like psycho way))
((She does in this freaky Sam-like psycho way))

Bryce smiled weakly and nodded, taking a deep breath. "It's just never happened to me before..."
Byrce wrapped his legs around him and smiled a little stronger, giving him a kiss. "I think I'd like to see you pissed..."

" Oh yeah it aint pretty, NOBODY messes with my solider boy." he says adjusting himslef a bit."
((Perfect))
That made Bryce's chest trill and he kissed Julian hard, automatically moving to accomidate him. "Nobody has cared like that before..."
That made Bryce's chest trill and he kissed Julian hard, automatically moving to accomidate him. "Nobody has cared like that before..."
((Arthur Time))
Bryce put either side of his hands on Julian's head and pulled him deeper in to the kiss, knowing what was coming and waiting for it. In a hot tub? Interesting... He hadn't even thought about it being done outside of the movies. That was how his life had been since Italy; like a perfect movie drama that, despite the tragedy, managed to have a happy ending after all. God did he love Julian...
"Ahem." Well, at least he didn't have to ask if they had protection.
Bryce put either side of his hands on Julian's head and pulled him deeper in to the kiss, knowing what was coming and waiting for it. In a hot tub? Interesting... He hadn't even thought about it being done outside of the movies. That was how his life had been since Italy; like a perfect movie drama that, despite the tragedy, managed to have a happy ending after all. God did he love Julian...
"Ahem." Well, at least he didn't have to ask if they had protection.

Neither did Bryce. "Born ready," he murmured. But just as he was about to do/say anything, however, he suddenly snapped back and away from him as a deep and commanding voice snapped itself.
"BRYCE AND JULIAN."
"BRYCE AND JULIAN."

"LANGUAGE." Arthur honestly didn't know how to take it. How did a person handle a situation like this without ripping the boy's head off? Instead, he just kept a dangerously straight face on. "I'm going to come back in thirty seconds," he began darkly. "And I expect both of you to be out and fully dressed. Now." The adult turned and slammed the patio door shut.
Bryce honestly didn't know what to do. How did a person handle a situation like this without melting into a puddle of traumatized jello? The only person who could was Bryce, and at the moment that was unacceptable. He stared at Julian, suddenly pale.
Bryce honestly didn't know what to do. How did a person handle a situation like this without melting into a puddle of traumatized jello? The only person who could was Bryce, and at the moment that was unacceptable. He stared at Julian, suddenly pale.

((Should I get Arthur to talk to them both? Or just Julian? Or do you want to take over and have him talk to Bryce?))
Bryce climbed out and began pulling on his clothes. He didn't say anything... His throat felt like lead.
Bryce climbed out and began pulling on his clothes. He didn't say anything... His throat felt like lead.

Julian just gave Bryce a calming kiss knowing they did nothing wrong.
((Righto. I'm headed home now... Be on the road for about an hour and a half. I'm comment then. :P))
((But of course.))
Bryce didn't kiss him back as much as he maybe wanted to. The old panic was setting in... The last time he got in trouble was a year or so ago, and it wasn't pretty.
True to his word, within a moment or so the patio door slid open again and Arthur stood in the doorway; his arms folded across his chest in a silent rage. That, Bryce knew, was the worst kind there was.
Bryce didn't kiss him back as much as he maybe wanted to. The old panic was setting in... The last time he got in trouble was a year or so ago, and it wasn't pretty.
True to his word, within a moment or so the patio door slid open again and Arthur stood in the doorway; his arms folded across his chest in a silent rage. That, Bryce knew, was the worst kind there was.
"What's wrong?" He echoed, looking as if Julian had just asked if the moon was made of cheese. "What.. That is what's wrong." He gestured pointedly to their held hands. But of course he didn't mean wrong wrong, just wrong. "You... How long has this been happening?" He demanded, oddly paler than one would have expected.