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I can however, I can't promise, anything. I don't have a fairy wand or a tutu! but I think I'd look ace in a tutu, don't you think:)
I look such a cutie in a tutu, you would too;))
would I?;) oh thanks:)
anytime:)) so how are you going to cheer me up mister?
any which way you'd like, sir:)
you choose ๐๐
how about, cOoKiEs and cUdDlEs?
yayayayyaay!! ๐๐
I'm full of gOOd idEAs:), *opens my arms*
*waddles into your arms with a little smile*
*smiles, wrapping one arm around you, pulling you into my lap*
*giggles and snuggles up to you, getting comfy in your lap*
*watching, running my fingers through your hair*
mm... *nuzzles my head into your chest* warm..
*smiles, kissing the top of his head* warm kind of guy
*giggles quietly and pecks your chest, yawning like a kitten*
*smiles and whispers in his ear* you a cat now?
*nods and giggles, buries my face into your shoulder for more warmth*
Sorry I haven't been on much, I've been studying, do you still need cheering up, sir:)
even more so now:( it's okay lovely, I haven't been on much either x
*pouts* what's wrong?
don't worry about it *wraps my arms around you* cuddles?
*smiles* of course, sir.
*buries face into your chest and yawns softly*
tired? *smiles, wrapping an arm around the back of him*
always *wraps my legs around your torso and nuzzles your chest*
*lays back, stretching, putting a hand in my pocket and another resting on your back, rubbing it, up and down*
*closes my eyes slowly, getting really relaxed* mm..
*slips a hand up the back of your shirt, and places my cold hand on his vertebrae, running a finger up and down*
*goosebumps form on my skin as I bite your shirt gently, trying not to fall asleep*
*smiles, as I watch him tug against the collar of my shirt*
mm you got me all drowsy.. *whimpers sleepily and hides face in your shirt, biting it*
*puts my other hand under the back of his shirt, taking it off, and cuddles it close to my chest* your scent simply got me crazy boyyy
*giggles shyly and covers myself going a light pink*
*circles the crease of the back of your neck*
mm.. *settles back into your arms and holds a piece of your shirt*
do you like that? *licks my lips, crawling onto his front, looking into his eyes*
we can't, handsome *pecks a kiss onto your nose*
I never said I wanted to, *smiles, tickling the back of his neck, still*
oh *giggles embraced, running my fingers through your hair*
*sighs happily, clutching his shirt to my chest*
*cups your cheek with one hand, looking up at you and smiling* why do you like the smell so much?
My uncle had cancer, a couple of years ago and urm, lost the battle with it:/ as soon as he got diagnosed, he took me to Portugal, my favourite place, and your scent reminds me of the smells of Portugal, sweet, and warm *sighs*
*eyes water and sniffles* Caiden.. keep the shirt *frowns and hugs you tightly, letting you squash me*
*shrugs* thanks, I guess
*frowns* don't be all sad now.. *closes my eyes worriedly and wipes them*
sorry, I'm not sad, I'm not. *shrugs, getting up, shoving both hands in my pockets*
no.. it's okay.. I meant.. *sighs and sits you back down, kneeling on the floor in front of you and taking both your hands, kissing the back of both of them* let's talk about this.. I lost my parents, so maybe I can help..
*diverts my eyesight into another direction* it's fine, I don't need to talk.
it's just an uncle, everyone looses uncles and aunts. it's fine. I'm fine. can I get up now?
stop it... I know it hurts.. no one should have to loose anyone they love.. it's okay to be upset.. you don't have to be a tough guy all the time, just open up.. I'm right here.. it's okay to cry.. it's okay to miss him..
it hurt, once apon a time. it doesn't anymore. it's just life. *shrugs, trying to stand up*
sit down. I'm not finished. *frowns* my mum killed herself when I was 8. guess what? it still hurts now. My dad and I never really spoke after it unless we were fighting. He passed away from heartbreak syndrome earlier this year. guess what? it hurts. It hurts like a bรฎtch. it hurts everyone to loose someone. and it hurts forever. So you aren't going anywhere until I put that gorgeous grin back on your face.
*sighs, curling up into a ball against the sofa*
*wriggles my way into your arms and wraps myself around you* you are a gorgeous, incredible boy and I don't want to see you sad. I can't bring your uncle back, but I can help make it easier to talk about..
*grabs the shirt and holds it close to my chest* me and my parents are distant, they live their own lives and I'm just someone who lives with them, I guess. there is no love, not really. you see, my dads Scottish and all my family live in England and I'm not that close to them either? My dad's brother, Uncle Chris, he lived 2 streets and a block from us in Scotland, he followed the move of us to Scotland and we became inseparable. he broke the bro code, he died, he left, and now I've got nobody
oh caiden.. *sighs and rubs your chest soothingly* I'm so sorry..
don't be sorry, it's life. the world keeps on turning. now, can I go, please?
why do you want to get away from me so desperately
I don't necessarily want to get away from you, I want to get away from the fact and the smell and the scent and every little reminder that my uncle is dead.
*sighs and pulls on a hoodie, pulling the hood up over my face and laying on the couch face down. Sniffles* mm
*gets up, and shoves a hand in my pocket and another hand through my hair* I'm sorry about your mum, and your dad, it seems like you had a strong relationship with your mum, it hurts, I know, more then anything, and I'm always here, to talk to.
well no.. because you don't want to be around me.. I just want you to stay here and take a nap with me *pouts and rubs my teary eyes*
I do want to be around you, but right now, I want to be left alone. please don't cry..
*sighs and nods* o-okay I'll shut up *hides my face in the pillow and whimpers*
please, don't cry, Carson.
I'm not *sniffles and wipes my eyes*
Good. *Walks into my room, shuts the door and sits at my desk, tapping a pencil on the desk*
*pulls a blanket over my head and fiddles with my wristband*
*sighs*
*bursts into tears and hugs a pillow*
*puts my head, in my hands*
*wraps myself in the blanket and cries quietly, crawling to your bedroom door*
hello? Carson are you there??
*reaches up and opens the door, crawling in quietly and looking up at you pouting, letting my tears run*
*stands up, and sighs, opening my arms* come here
*crawls to your feet and clings to your leg nervously*
*sighs*
*gently crawls up your body till I'm clinging to your torso* hello..
take a seat *points to my bed*
*pouts and hops down, waddling to your bed and sitting on the edge*
*sits at my desk, and looks at him* what's wrong?
I'm not sure *rubs my eyes* sometimes I'm just all cryie
*shrugs* and whys that?
I can't control my emotions, I just need constant love. But you were all upset and it made me upset *frowns and pulls you to me*
I don't normally get upset, I'm sorry?
I'm not blaming you.. *frowns* I meant I wanted to help you love..
*shrugs*
*sighs* I'll leave you alone
no, don't go.
you aren't exactly acting like you want me here..
I'm just in a bad mood.. you seem like such an incredible person.
breaking news! I'm not. *sighs and rests my head in your lap*
*smiles* you are.
*plays with your belt and pouts*
*smiles* are you okay, now?
*nods a bit and buries face into your lap*
*smiles* gooddd
*giggles quietly and bites your jeans*
*smiles* do you wanna go for a walk?
*nods a bit and smiles* wellll can you carry meee?
sure thing *laughs, grabbing my supreme hoody, throwing it on, shoves my feet in my nikes and opens my arms*
*leaps into your arms and giggles excitedly* Hahn
yay*
*holds him, my veins showing, and carries him outside*
*traces the veins with my finger tip* am I too heavy sir?
no, not at all, *smiles*
*places tiny kisses along each vein* hmph
*smiles, placing him on the ground*
*stretches my legs and runs around, jumping over a wall*
*smiles, watching him* best friends:)
always :))
*sits on a bench, and shoves my hands in my pockets* thanks for listening to me, earlier
*sits next to you* no problem sweetie
*smiles* do you fancy going for a Nando's later?
sure *giggles and smiles, kissing your cheek*
*smiles* I'll pick you up at 5?
sure:)
*gets up and kisses his forehead* see you then
*nods a bit and crosses legs*
*walks home and showers, changes into light blue skinny jeans, a white shirt, and a blue denim jacket, my black Nike air's, and a gold watch, sprays and brushes my hair*
*runs home and pulls on some black ripped jeans and a white shirt, some pink roshe ones and giggles to myself*
*curls the end of my hair with my hand and sprays myself, grabs my phone and my wallet, and drives to his*
*grabs some money and giggles, going crazy with different body sprays
*knocks on his door*
*giggles and gasps running downstairs and opening the door* hiyaaas
Shall we gooo?
yesss *giggles and walks outside, shutting the door behind me*
*opens the car door, for him, and shuts it after, drives*
*buckles and plays with the rips in my jeans*
*smiles* you look great:)
so do you *giggles shyly and puts the radio on*
thank you, *smiles, tapping the wheel to the tune of the song*
*sings along quietly and watches out the window*
*sings loudly* despacitooo
*giggles singing along to the spanish, as I'm fluent*
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