It's so FLUFFY! (Robbie)

[Jared Park]

“Robbie!” shouted the young boy as he opened the door to his roommate’s private room. While the room may seem empty, with nothing but a few discarded and misplaced stuff here and there, Jared knew better than to believe such an illusion. Robbie can hide all he wants, but the slight lump underneath the covers can’t hide him much from the eager kid. Jared quickly ran towards the bed, trying to build some momentum, and then sprang up, landing on top of the possibly sleeping figure with a thud. It’s a bit rough, but Jared believes Robbie’s buff enough to take it anyway. He even bounced playfully as if riding the boy, pulling the covers away to bug his older roommate. “Are you really asleep Robbie?” he asked playfully, big grin drawn on his face, “Or are you just kidding me? You made a promise remember?” Not to be deterred by his sleeping form, Jared proceeded to poke the boy’s sides, thinking it would make Robbie drop this sleeping act altogether.

You see, Jared’s been waiting for this moment for like, forever. With all the tests and requirements he’s had over the past few months, he does need a little time to relax and enjoy his childhood. While he does get a few moments of carefree PS3-ing and interwebz-surfing, with the requirements bugging the back of his mind all the time, he can’t really enjoy enjoy what he’s doing. Which is why the weekend has been quite the prize for him. “Horror movie marathon!” he shouted, laughing out loud while still on top of the weather manipulator.

He was planning this for months, and was supposed to spend this with Emma. He had everything ready and all, with the chips, popcorn and other such junk food accounted for and all that, but unfortunately some family thing came up and Emma couldn’t join him anymore. Thank goodness his beloved roommie volunteered to spend the night watching movies with him (he was going to invite Robbie if Emma and a few of their friends came along anyway). “Wake up dude! You promised! And I’ve got the thing set-up already. I can’t watch The Haunting in Connecticut alone. I’d die!”

[Robbie Wilkes]

Snuggling deeper into his covers for the night, Robbie was having a dreamless sleep.

That was until a deadweight suddenly jumped on him and demanded his attention. His first thought was to push it off him but when he heard Jared's voice, a smile formed on his lips as he feigned sleep.

But the junior Hammelite was not easily deterred as was clear by the jumping and the poking and it soon dawned on Robbie that he wouldn't get anymore sleep now that Jared's reminded him of a promise he made to the younger boy.

He couldn't help but smirk when the younger boy articulated his fear of watching horror movies alone. While it wasn't his favourite genre, Robbie wasn't exactly the type to jump at the things that go bump in the night.

So Robbie cracked one eye open to see Jared peering down at him with that cute face in a pout. He opened the other eye before grinning. "You'd die huh?" Robbie pressed the heel of his palm against his eyes as a yawn caused him to squirm slightly under the younger boy.

"Mmkay I'm awake." He grinned lazily at the younger boy as he pulled himself up into a sitting position. Robbie had gotten used to being woken up by the junior this way so their close proximity didn't bother Robbie in the least.

"But I do need to brush my teeth." He quickly flipped the boy over so Jared was the one on the bed while Robbie straddled him. "You get popcorn ready and I'll be out in a minute." He threw the covers off him, revealing him in just his pajama bottoms.

He went to the bathroom and started brushing his teeth, wondering if Jared was brave enough to just start the movie.

[Jared Park]

Unfortunately for Robbie, it didn’t occur to the young Korean that perhaps, despite the blonde’s good intentions, he was just too tad tired to continue with the movie marathon tonight. It didn’t cross Jared’s mind that perhaps Robbie was actually sleeping and, well, finding yourself suddenly bounced at in the middle of slumber, dreamless or not, is not really good. Nope, none of that really. No ‘respect’, no ‘civility’. Because he and Robbie are far too awesome for those things (in his eyes anyway).

“Yey! Would’ve dragged you to the couch myself, but unfortunately my arms aren’t as awesome as yours,” shouted the young boy in glee as Robbie finally stood up and yawned, giving his scrawny arms a rather demeaning stare in the process. He gave the weather manipulator a quick hug and laughed like a kid being thrown up in the air as Robbie turned the tables around and forced him to lie down on bed. His arms swung in front of him in a rather defensive stance, thinking Robbie might suddenly unleash the same tickle-assault he gave him just a few minutes earlier (which, as he’s possibly got tickle-receptors in every part of his body, would probably end badly for him).

Rolling out of the covers, he jumped into the suite’s kitchenette and grabbed the bowls of chips and other munchies he’s arranged earlier, as well as taking the bag of popcorn off the microwave. “Robbie! It’s done!” he said as he flopped down the couch, wrapping his Spongebob blanket around himself. Normally he would’ve started the movie while waiting for Robbie to finish (at least to get the teasers and stuff out of the way), but as this was a scary movie and all that, he just sat on the couch, idly munching on pretzels as he played with the remote control (he’s not too good with horror films unfortunately).

Deciding that Robbie’s taking way too long at his brushing, he tied the said blanket around his neck and ran towards the bathroom, jumping on Robbie’s back and clinging like the big baby that he was. “What’s taking you so long?” he pouted as he adjusted his arms and legs so as not to fall, “Come on. We don’t have all night. Well, we do, but we’ve got three or four more movies to watch you know.” He playfully rocked back and forth, urging Robbie to drop whatever he’s doing and go back to the couch already.

[Robbie Wilkes]

"With your chicken arms? Love to see you try." The offended look Jared placed on his arms made Robbie chuckle and the hug was reciprocated. Jared was as handsy and affectionate as Robbie and that was why they became fast friends. And it wasn't too hard to love the younger guy. He was possibly even more hyper than Robbie and that was something to say the least.

While brushing his teeth, he heard Jared from the living room, the sound muffled but Robbie was sure the boy hadn't switched on the movie yet. The blond boy grinned and continued his brushing before rinsing and using mouthwash thoroughly. Once he was done, he spit it out just in time for Jared to jump on his back and cling on to him.

He almost gagged when Jared wrapped his arms around Robbie's neck but the weather manipulator was quick to grab Jared's legs, hoisting the lighter boy higher on his back. One hand reached up to tousle the other boy's already messy hair. "Spongebob, Jared?" Robbie grinned affectionately as he walked to the living room with the other boy on his back.

"So what's the first flick we watching?" Robbie asked. The suite was terribly quiet with just the two of them in it. He threw the other boy down on to the couch and joined him. Robbie pushed himself to the arm of the couch and grabbed the bowl of chips to start munching.

[Jared Park]

“Hey, I take offense in that!” Jared replied, puffing his cheeks and trying to look as menacing as possible. Which, by virtue of his incessant giggling around Robbie because of the hug, apparently didn’t work. While he does wish he could get a better body like that of Robbie or JinJoo, it doesn’t bother him much that he’s more lanky than slim, or scrawny than toned, as it bothers him how his powers suck. As long as he doesn’t grow that fat (he does wish to get some fat in his body, but not too much), physical appearance isn’t that much of a priority than say, grades or getting his powers under control.

He might be carefree and all that, but when he heard Robbie gag a bit when he jumped on him, he felt a little bad. Was he pushing the whole closeness thing too much? Hopefully not. “Sorry Robbie,” he mumbled, loosening his grip on the boy’s neck as he felt strong arms hold his legs steady. His eyes briefly landed on the white toothbrush holder he shares with Robbie (it has four holes in it and it’s not like he has four brushes) and saw his apparently untouched toothbrush[/url]. “Why did you brush your teeth anyway?” asked the boy, out of curiosity and a bit of self-consciousness (should he brush his before watching too? But then, wouldn’t brushing before eating affect the taste of the munchies?), “I mean, it’s not like you’re going to kiss me or anything, right?” He chuckled lightly at the thought. He hasn’t really had romantic thoughts for anyone (nor did he have his first kiss yet), but he’s sure as hell, should he have one, it won’t be about Robbie. (Or will it?)

“I’m not Spongebob. I’m Herobob,” said the young boy proudly, trying to assume the best hero pose he can while mounted on the weather manipulator. The hair ruffle was a bit unexpected though, causing him to flail awkwardly as he almost lost balance. “Ooh, that was fun,” he laughed as he tried to get back on Robbie by ruffling his already messy hair (it didn’t make much of a difference, in his opinion), pushing on Robbie as he urged him to the common room. “Onward, my humble steed.”

He promptly pressed play on the remote and huddled closer to the older boy as the movie started, telling himself that he shouldn’t be scared of such a simple movie (it was just the opening sequence and he’s scare already). “The Haunting in Connecticut. Didn’t you hear me earlier?” He untied his blanket and wrapped it around himself and Robbie, occasionally hiding under it in scenes where he thought something big, bad and ugly with appear (despite it turning out to be mere teasing on the movie’s part).[/font]

[Robbie Wilkes]

When Jared puffed his cheeks out like that, Robbie couldn't help but smack his hand on both sides of his face, squishing it in and pushing his nose against Jared's. "You know I love your bird wings." And of course Robbie loved everything about the younger boy. It wasn't even that hard to. Despite his height and weight, the boy seemed so okay with it all. Appearance didn't matter to the Korean boy as much as it did to Robbie.

"It's okay, Jare." Robbie grinned at Jareds apology for almost choking him. It wasn't even a big deal and the older boy couldn't care less if he did choke him. You couldn't die from that. Robbie was sure. At the question and the follow up, the blond manipulator's grin widened. "I might want to. Who knows?" It was a tease. Whether or not there was any truth in it, Robbie wasn't letting on. It wasn't like it was news how Robbie flirted with anything that had opposable thumbs. Not even his innocent roomie was safe.

"I just woke up, my mouth tastes like sawdust so I brush my teeth." Robbie explained and chuckled at Jared's hero pose. When the younger boy slipped, Robbie's heart gave way but Jared climbed back on and Robbie sighed with relief.

Robbie's arms instinctively wrapped around Jared's shoulder when the boy huddled closer. The movie hadn't been too scary, just with lots of jumpy parts. Jared's jumpiness had Robbie pulling the younger boy closer and closer until he was practically sitting on Robbie's lap. He was pretty much kept awake because of Jared throughout the movie and once it was over, Robbie was just munching on some popcorn.

"So...what's next on the list?" Robbie asked the boy who was huddled against Robbie's chest.

[Jared Park]

Robbie squishing his face all of a sudden and pulling his face closer to the blonde is not a new thing, but still, Jared couldn’t help but blush profusely and giggle even more. There’s just something about being close to anyone, Robbie especially, that makes him feel all tingly inside. It’s as if someone just tickled him to death from the inside really. “Pfft. That makes one of us then,” he answered, not even bothering the blush in his cheek (as Robbie’s seen it a dozen times before already anyway), “If they could make me fly, I’d love them. But alas, as far as chicken wings go, they’re only good for frying and pouring barbeque sauce on.” How he wishes he could just fly instead of being invisible to webcams. He could fly into outer space without him knowing, but that would be a whole lot better than bumping into automatic doors all day long. In his mind at least.

“You might want to, but I won’t,” Jared teased, sticking his tongue out at Robbie like the mature kid that he is. “If we weren’t roommates, you might’ve stood a chance. But since I know everything there is to know about you, it’ll just gross me out.” Not that Robbie’s messy with his stuff or anything like that (in most days Jared knows his room’s a lot more chaotic than his suitemate anyway), but it’s just that Robbie’s more of a brother to him than anything. Kissing Robbie in that way would be like kissing Jasper or Jeraiah, and the mere thought of it makes his stomach churn.

“Well you smell like poop too, so might as well take a shower too.” Hopefully Robbie won’t take his advice to heart; Robbie taking a bath, while it might not take too long, would still prolong his horror movie waiting time. Despite being scared to death with such movies, he just wants to get over with it already, so he can brag about it to his brother and tell him his not that much of a sissy anyway.

Jared didn’t mind being encased in what seems like the impenetrable wall of the Wilkes. In fact, he liked it. He actually enjoyed sitting on Robbie’s lap and huddling in between the creases of Robbie’s arms whenever a gross or horrific scene will come. “Hey, don’t laugh at me too much,” he said when he heard the boy chuckle, playfully pinching Robbie’s side (which was a rather hard thing to do, considering how built the boy was), “I can’t whirlwind ghosts away like you do you know.”

“17 Again!” he said as he quickly jumped from Robbie’s lap, changed the discs and sat back with the boy again. “Something lighter so I can take my mind off the Haunting for a while.” As the screen flicked for a little bit and the movie started, Jared yawned for a bit before remembering the other reason why he asked Robbie to join him. “Robbie? I–err, I mean, urgh.” A huge blush once again came into the boy’s face, his mind apparently unsure on how to ask the boy such a question, “I-bah. Never mind,” he surrendered, grabbing the bowl of chips in front of him and resolving to just watch the movie. Maybe he could just try asking him later? Maybe.

[Robbie Wilkes]

Robbie raised an eyebrow at Jared's refusal and added a bemused chuckle at his reason why but chose not to comment on it. He showed mock offense when Jared said he smelled bad. "Wow gee thanks, I feel the love Jare." He tickled the boy under the armpit but kept a tight grip on the younger boy in case he fell again. He hadn't realised that the boy was all that important to him until that moment he fell. It was weird.

He felt the pinch Jared gave him and it didn't hurt but he yelped out an ouch before laughing at Jared's offended look. "What? I wasn't laughing at- what?" He laughed even louder when Jared called him a ghostbuster. "Jare, ghosts are impenetrable. I hardly think I can whirlwhind a- Jared you're adorable." Robbie ruffled the boy's hair just before he jumped out of his arms to change the disc.

"Scuse me? 17 Again? Man, horror marathon indeed." Robbie messed up the back of his head in distress before resting it on his leveled hand as he watched Jared. His reasoning made Robbie sigh inaudibly before planting a smile when Jared turned and huddled back on to his lap. He adjusted himself so Jared could feel more comfortable.

Robbie hummed lazily when Jared called his name. His eyes weren't all that trained on the screen so Jared calling him was a welcomed distraction. The boy's blush had Robbie narrowing his eyes in amusement. But he ended up not wanting to ask. It must not have been important but it did leave Robbie wondering. "Mmkay."

By the end of the movie, Robbie had already sank into the couch in a lying position with the other boy cuddled close to him. "What was the point of him telling her he's her husband in a crowd full of teenagers who would totally see how crazy that is? I don't...get this movie." Robbie mumbled tiredly. "Okay, next." Robbie said to Jared. "You are still awake aren't you?" He looked over at the light haired boy.

[Jared Park]

Jared definitely did not expect Robbie to retaliate like that. While he’s foreseen the whole offended plus pouty look from the weather manipulator (he’s seen that so many times before that he’s grown immune to it, mostly), he did not imagine the older boy grabbing his arm and directly attacking his armpit. “Stop it Robbie! Stop it!” he shouted in between his rather loud laughs, his face slowly becoming red and small tears slowly appearing on the sides of his eyes. He struggled to free himself of Robbie’s death grip (which didn’t really surprise him, seeing how big the guy is), throwing his arms and legs here and there. He only stopped when his feet hit something, and the hold on his arm somewhat loosened up. “Oh shoot,” said the boy, opening his eyes and flashing an apologetic big grin, “Did I hit something? Sorry.”

He giggled slightly when Robbie yelped, hugging the boy from behind the covers to apologize. “Stop lying Robbie,” he pouted, looking up from Robbie’s chin, “I know I scream like a girl, you don’t have to rub it in.” And with that he snuggled closer to Robbie, rubbing his nose on the blonde’s chest like a little bear cub does to its mother.

If Robbie should know, Jared is deathly scared of ghosts. While he’s learned how to let go of the Tooth Fairy (when he was 7) and Santa Claus (just two Christmases ago), he still believes ghost can and do exist. Which means he keeps his lampshade on when he sleeps (Jasper gave him a timer of sorts so it closes automatically) and ensures he’s tucked snugly under the blanket when before he dozes off (should the boogeyman appear, at least his toes are safe). “Pfft. Who knows? Have you tried it before?” replied Jared with a rather naughty smirk, “And I want to be a phaser too. You have a friend who can pass through walls right?”

“Hey. No bashing. Zac Efron is awesome. Though the story line is indeed weird.” Indeed, Jared’s a ZEfron fan, though a closet one at that (so Robbie, no telling). It’s one of those weird things that got rubbed off him due to his sister dragging him whenever she wants to watch a movie of someone she can drool over. Which goes to say that he’s watched 17 Again quite the number of times already, slowly dozing off in the middle and missing Robbie’s wonderful horror flick analogy. He was already drooling slightly on Robbie’s lap, the realization of which caused the blood vessels in his cheeks to dilate once more. “Oops. Sorry Robbie. Did I miss anything?” he yawned, wiping his mouth as he tried to pry his eyes open.

[Robbie Wilkes]

"Aww, I'm sorry little guy. I won't," Robbie scratched Jared's hair as the younger boy snuggled into his chest. Robbie was used to Jared's very public displays of affection and he really didn't mind it at all. He doled it out in reciprocation as much as Jared did and it had become a sort of habit for the two to be touchy feely like this. As much as Estelle was his best, best friend, Jared was held in a much higher regard than the pretty metal manipulator just because the two boys saw each other even more every day.

"Well no. That's because they don't exist." He looked at Jared pointedly, grinning at the smirk that didn't actually place well on the innocent boy's face. At the mention of Evan, Robbie nodded. "Yep. Evan's a phaser. But you really don't want to be one. I mean you can get stuck somewhere. Like...just your arm through the door or something. Evan got stuck. In the girl's bathroom wall. You don't want that...do you?" Robbie grinned slightly.

Robbie chuckled at Jared's defensive stand for Zac Efron and he held his hands up in defense. "Okay, fanboy." He chuckled.

A small smile carved its way on to the blond weather manipulator's lips as Jared stirred awake. "You sure you wanna continue with the marathon?" Robbie asked, suddenly wide awake. Their snacks needed replenishing if they were going to continue with the movie marathon. That was if Jared was up for it.

[Jared Park]

If there’s anything that can be hallmarked as the young boy’s trademark – not because he’s the only one in the school who possesses such a trait, but because it’s more or less his defining characteristic – it would have to be his rather ‘physical’ personality (which is rather different from a certain animal mimic’s definition of ‘physical’, just so we’re clear). Jared’s a rather appreciative lad (a virtue ingrained in his psyche at a very young age), feeling oh-so-happy with any favor at all, from a simple stick of gum to say, letting him copy homework or something. That being said, he often feels that a simple smile and “thank you” often isn’t enough to convey his appreciation, especially when that person went out of their way to do something that, well, Jared wouldn’t think he’d normally do. Which explains why he gives out hugs a lot, to say the least.

That being said, the blonde weather manipulator had been a tremendous help to Jared, especially when he was just figuring how things worked around Hammel. Robbie told him all about the teachers he should know (about who’s rather picky with attendance and who’s the most chill), about the rules that can be broken from time to time (for example, dorm curfew), and a few other things that, well, one could only learn from experience. He owed Robbie a lot (at least in his eyes) and the urge to hug him was so strong, only he was scared that the boy might think weird about him if he does. He was so thankful that he found out that Robbie actually liked hugs (thanks to that one fateful hug that slipped a few months back when the boy helped him finish his history project that took the whole night); now he doesn’t need to restrain himself anymore.

“You shouldn’t,” Jared pouted, smiling as he snuggled against the blonde, “’Cause I’m going to kick your big fat butt if you tickle me like crazy ever again.” Though with Robbie being a whole lot older and tougher than he is, such a threat is like telling a storm he’d be sucked into a vacuum if he doesn’t behave. His smile changed into a look of utter confusion. “Ghosts don’t exist? You have got to be kidding me,” he said, tilting his head, “What are those things they see in pictures then? And those moving stuff in haunted houses or whatever? Meta-human pranksters or something?” For someone as terrified of ghosts as he is, he’s sure skeptical about dropping them from his reality anytime soon.

He laughed loudly when Robbie mentioned about his friend getting stuck on the bathroom wall. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? You perv!” chuckled the lad, elbowing his senior slightly, “And phasing is totally cool. You never have to use keys and stairs anymore. You can just phase through the floor if you need to go down, or phase through the wall if you want to run away. Did you watch X3? Shadowcat was awesome.”

The boy blushed slightly as Robbie suggested they just go to sleep. While he does feel mighty drowsy already (not to mention Robbie’s arms wrapped around him is quite the cozy feeling), he can’t just drop the whole thing. At least not until his mission’s done. “Just one more?” he asked as he yawned, rubbing his eyes in an effort to stay awake.

He just grabbed a random DVD from the pile and snuggled back to Robbie, telling himself he’s got to ask the boy now if he ever wants his query, or at least that nagging feeling about him not making the most of the moment, satisfied. “Robbie,” he gulped, looking nervously at the blue-eyed boy as the movie started, “Err, I, um.” He fiddled with his fingers, occasionally playing with the hem of his shirt in the process. After taking one deep breath, he said, in a rather nervous voice, “howwouldyouknowifyoulikelikesomeone?nothatifeelthatwayalreadybutijustdon’tknowifi’mjustfondofthatpersonorifireallylikesomeonebecausewellijustdon’tknowwhatlikingsomeonedifferentlyfeels”

There. He’s got that out of his system already. He might as well sleep and hide himself from Robbie forever.

[/justify]

[Robbie Wilkes]

Had he known how much of an impact he had made in Jared's life, Robbie would have been flattered to heck. He had never thought he would ever be of any importance to anyone's life. In fact he thought he was more of an annoyance than anything in anyone's life but apparently he's made a difference. And if he knew the younger boy felt that way about him, Robbie would probably have asked him to stop right then and there. Having someone have so much expectations of him, it didn't sit well with the blond weather manipulator, simply because he had an innate ability to shut down or do the exact opposite of what was expected of him and if he were being honest with himself, he didn't want to disappoint the younger boy.

Which was a good thing he knew nothing of what the younger boy thought of him. It would just ruin a perfectly good friendship. Jared was the only friend Robbie had who didn't care about how Robbie could really invade personal space without actually caring for the person whose personal space he was invading because Jared was the exact same way.

"Oh, I'd like to see that." Robbie laughed as Jared snuggled into his chest. The blond teen slung his arm over the younger boy's chest and hoisted him up higher against him. At Jared's question, Robbie stared at the screen, trying to come up with an answer as a response to Jared's unwarranted fear of supposed ghosts. Robbie was as naive as they came but he stopped believing in Santa at the age of eight when his uncle took off his beard as Robbie went downstairs to put some cookies and milk out. He stopped believing in the tooth fairy when the same uncle showed him a really funny comic strip involving a half naked fat dude with wings and a bag of teeth when he was nine. And he stopped believing in ghosts at the age of twelve when that same uncle showed him how to make a ghost appear in pictures and videos.

"Um, photo manipulation? The house being old or people having delusions? There are logical explanations behind preturnatural occurences. And then there's us." Robbie grinned and shrugged. "Hey, metas aren't all nice and fluffy like you and me."

His breath puffed out when he got elbowed. "Come on! It's funny and yeah, just because I like girls, I'm a perv." He rolled his eyes at Jared's comment, though taking no serious offence from it. It took a lot for people to actually offend Robbie. "Was Shadowcat the girl from Juno? She was super hot."

At the other boy's insistence, Robbie gave in; Jared had such a convincing puppy dog face. It sure helped Jared that Robbie had taken it upon himself to cater to the younger boy's every whim ever since they were bunked together because Robbie missed his little brother and sisters so decided to spoil Jared as much as possible. "Mmkay, one more." Robbie nodded as Jared popped in another DVD and settled back on the couch.

Robbie would have gone the whole night not knowing what Jared had him out here for but when Jared called attention to his nervousness with the stream of words Robbie so happened to catch bits and pieces of, Robbie looked at the younger boy incredulously as the movie served as background noise. He was sure if he asked the younger boy to repeat, he wouldn't oblige seeing as he was already so embarrassed.

"Um," Robbie started before pulling his leg underneath his chin, turning his body to face Jared. "Uh...can I ask how you feel about me first? You can be honest. I'm going somewhere with this, don't worry." Robbie gave his suitemate a lazy grin.

[Jared Park]

Jared pulled away from Robbie’s hug with a face of mock surprise and disdain, breathing in loudly through his “O”-shaped mouth as his arms flailed about, covering his mouth with exaggerated gestures as he shook his head in (false) disbelief. “How dare you,” he said, squinting and frowning, his face crumpling with his pout to show the older boy his ‘irritation’, “Haven’t you watched enough movies to know that it’s usually the unassuming guy who’s the most powerful? Like Batman in the Justice League. Or Violet in the Incredibles. Well, she’s a girl, but still.” He placed both his knees flat on either side of the couch and sat up straight, looking at the blonde with such a disapproving gaze. It would’ve been threatening, had he not puffed his cheeks up and made himself look like a squinting chipmunk than a feral dog. “I’ll show you.” His arms parted and made a slow, circular motion, then as if a character in an old kung-fu movie, he poked Robbie with what would most likely qualify as “fast” (at least in Jared’s sense). “You shall pay for your insolence, young padawan!” added the young boy as he giggled rather loudly.

“I hate it when you sound so smart Robbie. Even more when you actually make sense,” he chuckled as Robbie told him about his theory on ghosts. While it won’t shake his belief on the existence of the supernatural just yet, much less make him not so scared of the dark anymore, give him a few more days and who knows, it might just sink in. “Though I’d have to clarify that I’m the only one who’s nice and fluffy. You, Mr. Robert James Wilkes, are a jerk. A jerk of the highest order, I might add. Just a little more and you’d be like that scary LaRousse guy. Brrr.” Not that he really thinks Robbie’s a jerk and all that. The older boy’s playful, but should he hurt someone, Jared knows better than to assume he really meant to do it. How could someone wish ill on others with such an angelic face like that really?

“You’re mean,” Jared laughed as he nudged the weather manipulator on the side, “Remind me never to come with you in a mall with automatic doors.” He turned around, flopping back from Robbie’s lap to the couch and grabbing a bowl of chips as he tried to watch the movie. It was still a bit scary yes, but he’s a bit too distracted by the blue-eyed boy beside him that, well, he isn’t as jumpy as he was when they started the marathon (maybe watching movies side by side does help in desensitizing someone). “Duh. There’s liking girls, and there’s Robbie-liking girls. We both know which would make your mother faint should she know about it. And yes, Ellen Page is cute.” While Jared may not have romantic crushes just yet, he does have those celebrity-fanboy-I’ll-just-faint-when-I-see-you-face-to-face type of crush. Ellen Page, Scarlett Johansson, Jessica Alba, – it’s actually quite the list if you ask me.

While he felt oh-so-embarrassed about asking Robbie his ulterior motive, when Robbie replied with an equally intriguing question, he didn’t seem all that phased out. It did some harmless after all, a whole lot more harmless than his initial inquiry. “You?” he mused, tilting his head as he tried to think, “Well, you’re Robbie. The rather energetic, perverted and extremely random brother I should never really have and would probably have to stay away from should I want to keep my sanity intact.”

It’s just an innocent question, right?

[Robbie Wilkes]

"Aww, Jared! I don't mean to offend you! I really would like to see you try!" He genuinely felt bad when the younger boy's face crumpled. Of course in part he knew the boy was kidding but Jared really had an expressive face that Robbie keeps falling for every single time. It also made Robbie want to squish his face in. He was just that adorable. The arm swinging took the cake and had Robbie doubling over in laughter and the poke just added to the hilarity of the situation. Robbie tried [and failed] to stop laughing even as the movie went into some very scary bits. He brought Jared into a headlock and gave him a half-hearted noogie as he was still in stitches.

He gave Jared an affronted look when the younger boy accused him of sounding smart. His mock offended look deepened when Jared said he was making sense. All in jest but he kept it up for awhile. "I take offense to that! I am not smart and I never make sense." He crossed his arms and glared at the younger boy with feigned vehemence. That was until Jared called him a 'jerk of the highest order'. Robbie gave the boy a grin before giggling. "Zac isn't scary." He stated simply before ruffling the already unruly hair Jared sported.

"I am not mean! You love meee," Robbie whined before nuzzling Jared's chest with a laugh. He moved back to listen to Jared's reasoning. "Heeeeyyy!" He started to defend himself but he gave up halfway and shrugged. "I am fully responsible of my actions and I have no regrets whatsoever." He held both his hands palm upwards and shrugged. "Actually I kinda think the Juno chick is pretty smokin'." Robbie smirked.

When Jared replied, Robbie nodded with little grunts of laughter. "Okay...but how do I make you feel? If I pull you into a hug or...just when I'm near you. How does it make you feel?" He asked, tilting his head slightly.

[Jared Park]

Jared’s jaw dropped when Robbie told him he’d really like to see him try. While he knew they were in the spirit of joking, something tells him that Robbie wasn’t just teasing him. Which was weird. Who, in their right mind, would want to be beaten up (not that he could really beat someone up; it was all theoretical anyway)? Then again, this is Robbie they’re talking about. You’d never really know what happens until it happens with the boy. “Meh,” he shrugged, trying to look so self-absorbed and conceited, pouting like crazy as he squirmed out of Robbie’s death grip (though he has to admit, being locked in those arms aren’t that bad really) and tried (and failed) to make his hair proper again. “I don’t think you’re worthy. Not when you wear pajamas like that.” Says the boy with a Spongebob blanket.

“Nope. You never do. You’re stupid as a rock. Or wait, even dumber. That’s why it scares me when you make sense.” As harsh as the words may sound, such banter is rather common between the two. Jared never really engages in such depreciating teasing unless he’s with the closest of friends (namely his siblings and Robbie), so it really says something about how he sees the older boy. “He is. Granted he’s not mean to me or anything – not that we’ve talked or anything – but I shiver when I see him.” He said, convulsing shivering slightly to emphasize his point, “You friends or something? And seriously, stop messing my hair up.” He leaned in closer and made a couple of chomping actions beside Robbie’s face to jokingly show him being upset. “It takes forever to get hair as beautiful as this you know. Do it again and I’d…” he paused for a bit, finger on chin as he began thinking of devious ways to get back at the boy, “…pin you down and tickle your dirty feet to no end. Or pull your pants off and lock you out of the room for the rest of the night.” He even made an evil-laugh gesture to make it all believable.

The younger boy simply shook his head in disbelief. How Robbie can be so nice and yet so “un-nice” (don’t blame him; his family told him sexual promiscuity isn’t really desired, for anyone) is beyond him. “Ok, I get it,” he chuckled as he waved his hands in front of him, “No need to pollute my mind further. Thank goodness she doesn’t study here. Else she would’ve been Juno for real now.”

So it wasn’t the answer he’s looking for? Gosh. Why all this thinking? “I feel…” he scratched his head, trying to find the words to say, “…Normal? I don’t know. I like the hugs and all that – they’re comfy – and it’s a bit different from Mimi and Jenny’s hugs, but it’s not that different. Why? Didn’t I already tell you your charms don’t work on me?” He stuck his tongue out at Robbie as he slumped back to his seat, peacefully munching on the bag of chips beside him.