It's so FLUFFY! (Robbie)

[Robbie Wilkes]

Raising an eyebrow at the mention of his pajamas, Robbie looked down to his bare body and his checkered pajama bottom. "Dude, I own this look." He said with a quick roll of his eyes. "And I am so worthy." He puffed up his chest and declined to comment on the other boy's cartoon character blanket.

He narrowed his eyes at Jared when he responded to Robbie's offense before he pulled the boy back on to his lap. He felt warmer there. The smaller boy fit perfectly in Robbie's arms anyway. "Me and Zac? Friends? Yeah, right." Robbie snorted. He actually didn't know the nature of his relationship with Zac. He supposed they were acquaintances at best but with Zac, you never know.

"Jared, it's the middle of the night. Nobody's going to see your hair. And you're going to sleep anyway. And you shouldn't care too much about your hair. Don't be like Zac." Robbie scrunched up his nose and because he was in a playful mood, he ruffled Jared's hair again for good measure. "How you like me now?" He grinned before hitching his pants up high.

"True that," Robbie nodded at Jared's point about having Ellen Page in Hammel. He would have tapped that so hard. And very frequently too. Not that he would ever tell Jared that. The younger boy was right. He really shouldn't be polluting the innocent boy any further. Well, not at this age anyway. He was impressionable and Robbie wouldn't want that kind...or any kind of responsibility hanging over his head.

He laughed at Jared's question. "I'm not trying to use my charms on you, Jare." He paused before going into the explanation he had been planning from the start. "Okay, so about these...feelings. How you feel about me is called...platonic feelings." Robbie felt awkward giving Jared advice on feelings when he's kind of losing his gradually. "Like if you see someone and all you can do is smile like...not the smile you usually give me but just a smile you can't help giving. And even if you force yourself not to smile, it still appears...then you're probably more than fond of that person." When he finished, Robbie blew out a sigh of relief. This was an awkward conversation.

He grabbed the bowl of chips on the table and started stuffing his mouth with them.

[Jared Park]

“Meh. Says who?” said the young boy as the blonde said something about owning such a ridiculous look. Though he tried to project a skeptical look, pouting and tilting his mouth to the said as Robbie spoke, the older boy puffing his chest out made him crack up so much. “Stop that,” he said in between laughs, “I already know you’re buff and I’m as thin as a skeleton, no need to rub it in.” His laugh became a bit more sinister however, when an idea popped into his head. “Nipple pinch!” he shouted, making pinching gestures with his hands as it approached the weather manipulator.

A dozen of childhood gestures afterwards, Jared suddenly found himself intently watching the move once more. Unlike the first two movies they’ve watched, where they just breezed through it, this third one seems a bit too long. Probably because he started getting to his point already. He winced slightly as the movie stayed true to its slasher-gore genre, and was mildly surprised that he was once again whisked to the boy’s lap. “I am not a baby you know,” he protested, though he still snuggled closer to the boy’s chest when the rampage on the screen started. “I don’t think that guy has friends, that’s for sure.”

Once again, all the fear that Jared’s feeling is swept away by Robbie’s funny antics. He should really drag the older boy when he’s out to watch a horror flick, just so he wouldn’t scream so much. “You look stupid.” He said flatly, trying to suppress the giggle that’s itching to come out of his mouth. “You should pull it higher,” he added while a rather naughty grin was plastered on his face. He tugged Robbie’s pajamas further high up, trying to cover the boy’s nipples with the said piece of garment (one piece for the win?). And no, he didn’t care if such pulling might cause uncomfortable folding elsewhere.

“Stop that!” protested the young boy as he playfully covered his ears. He’s been polluted enough for one night, no need to go that far, in his opinion at least. Seems Robbie made the right decision holding back on the tapping so hard and frequently comment. He did take his hands off when he heard Robbie’s explanation start. Boy was he thankful that the blonde weather master had his moments.

“I’m still confused.” What Robbie said made perfect sense, but there’s just something about it that makes Jared still confused. Why can’t there be a standard system for liking someone anyway? Why does it have to be some complicated qualitative shiz? It’s all too much for him. “Bah. I’ll never get it, I never will,” he mumbled dejectedly, consoling himself by snuggling around the boy once more.

[Robbie Wilkes]

He narrowed his eyes and pouted his lips a little bit at Jared's defiance but it didn't last too long, especially at Jared's self-deprecating comment. "Hush you. Those words are not worthy to leave your lips!" He announced tersely before instinctively grabbing a cushion and closing his body with the announcement that Jared was about to pinch his very sensitive skin. "And you call me a perv!"

Robbie indulged Jared in other childish behaviour before the latter boy started to get back into the reason why Robbie was awoken so violently before. The weather manipulator didn't hear Jared's baby comment and only took in that Jared leaned into him. "Maybe that's why he's killing people. Coz they didn't want to be his friends."

"Why thank - YOU! Jared!" Robbie yelped when Jared pulled his pants higher, making his crotch area just a smidge too uncomfortable. "Damn it, Jared!" the older boy adjusted his pants so he could breathe down there. Giving out a sigh of relief, he wondered if Jared actually cared about him at all and not just his situation there.

Robbie chuckled in amusement at the boy's confusion. "Well, you're asking me, little dude. Have you ever seen me like anyone? I mean...really like someone? You're more likely going to get a better answer from Vincent Verax. He's been in a relationship before." Robbie shrugged before wrapping his arms around the boy tighter.

"Why are you asking now? I mean, you've still got a long way ahead of you to figure these things out. Are you sick of me already, Jared? Wanna be roomies with someone else?" He teased.

[Jared Park]

The young boy simply giggled loudly as Robbie grabbed a pillow and used it as a makeshift shield. As if that would work. He’s been into far too many pillow fights with his older sister so he believes he knows exactly how to get around such a flimsy defense (completely forgetting that Robbie, unlike his sister, was rather bigger and probably had faster reflexes than her). “I am not a perv,” he protested, trying to stifle his giggles to sound more serious and menacing, “I will not let you turn me into one of you, you know. I am an antiperv.” And with that his hands circled around Robbie’s pillow, but instead of going for the initial nipple-targets, they went outward, tickling the boy’s armpits like crazy. “Heehee. Gotcha Robbie!”

Jared actually felt a little confused with Robbie’s reply. “Zac kills people? And he’s not being punished for it?” he asked, instinctively hugging the weather manipulator tighter. The senior may look mean, but in the young boy’s eyes, he could never kill. He’s all hot air and bravado anyway. Then again, what does Jared know really? “Are you sure we’re talking about the same person here?” Hopefully not Jared, hopefully not.

Robbie’s yelp of pain somehow earned a rather mischievous chuckle from the boy. It wasn’t that he was deliberately being mean, but there’s just something in Robbie’s facial expression that cracked the boy up so badly. “Why? What did I do?” he said as he sent ‘Bambi eyes’ towards Robbie. Hooray for innocence.

“Well, I don’t know. I just figured that maybe…well…you’re older…you’re around girls all the time…I figured you knew something,” the young boy shrugged. Not that Robbie’s ‘explanation’ was no good – it was somehow enlightening – it’s just that Jared felt like he needed a more ‘tangible’ quantifier for liking someone. “Vincent scares me,” nodded the boy like a shy dog, “Why would I want a new roommate? You’re weird. Maybe it’s you that wants a new one. Bad bad Robbie.” Ever the playful kid, Jared stuck his tongue out at Robbie as he gave the boy a noogie, a futile symbol of what seems to be his protest against the blonde.

ooc:
Sorry if it is sooo late. >.<.
- Jam

[Robbie Wilkes]

When Jared giggled, Robbie took the opportunity to hit the younger boy with the pillow before covering his body again with the pillow, tightly grasping it against his chest but the smaller boy somehow managed to circumvent the make-shift shield he had put up and changed the direction of his fingers straight to his armpits. The older boy gave out the most undignified shriek, pushing the smaller boy away.

When he recovered, he realised that Jared had been talking about Zac and not the killer in the movie they had been trying to watch and laughed at himself. "Oh, you were talking about Zac," he chuckled. "I thought you were talking about the killer. You know, I thought...never mind." Robbie snuggled into the couch and laid the pillow on top of him, staring at screen.

Jared's 'Bambi eyes' earned another thwap from the weather manipulator. "You know what." He narrowed his eyes menacingly at Jared who obviously didn't buy it. Both of them did not have the face for menacing looks to be sure but boy do they try.

"Just because someone is older don't mean he knows things." Robbie shrugged, nudging a toe into Jared's side. "Like I said, you've got a long time to figure things out. And in the mean time, you get this you antiperv." Robbie sat up, pulled Jared's face in between his hands and planted a big one on the younger boy's lips. He grinned against the kiss, leaping off the couch before the other boy could struggle and make sense of things. Robbie giggled at Jared's expression.

[Jared Park]

A satisfied smirk was painted on the young boy’s face as when the blonde suddenly pushed him away. “Told you I can bite,” Jared said with glee as he waved his arms frantically in an effort to stay balanced and not fall on the floor, “That ought to teach you not to mess with me. Or any other Asian for that matter. We have hidden kung-fu skills.” When he finally regained his balance, he used his flailing skinny arms and made more elaborate gestures before settling in with the typical kung-fu hand position coupled with a supposedly stern face. “Roar.”

“Robbie, I take all my ‘Robbie is smart’ compliments back. You really are stupid.” It may sound harsh, but the hearty laughter that followed it soon enough should’ve told the weather manipulator what he really means. And besides, it’s not like they don’t volley such sharp remarks between them every now and then. The young Asian playfully jumped on the pillow (squishing Robbie in the process) and bounced on top of it for a few seconds before going back to the other end of the couch again. “It’s a good thing you’re not the first blonde I met, else I would’ve believed the movies I saw,” he chuckled, puffing his cheeks and making fart-like noises as he stuck his tongue out to the older boy.

As it was, the toe-tickling was enough of a distraction for the little boy. It was enough to get him out of his cheek-puffing and made him giggle so hard that he didn’t even notice Robbie getting closer. Nor did he complain about being held in place by those huge arms. It tickled a bit, being held in place like that, but it didn’t bother him. He was expecting the usual nose rub when suddenly, he felt something upon his lips. When he opened his eyes, he saw Robbie in front of him, a little too close for comfort and only then did it register to his young brain what had happened.

Robbie kissed him.

Immediately the boy went red with embarrassment, but for some reason, he just can’t move away. He just sat there, eyes wide with astonishment, staring at Robbie and waiting for the older boy to pull back. And even when he did, it’s as if Jared had lost all energy to even do anything. He simply stared straight into the wall behind Robbie, blinking rather rapidly as he did. “I…I…”

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ooc:
Late once more. Sorry beloved Nuala. >.<
- Jam

[Robbie Wilkes]

"Should have listened to you then." Robbie shrugged, not helping Jared at all when he started flailing. Served him right for messing with him but when the younger boy tried to maintain his kung-fu fighting 'skills', Robbie simply flicked the boy's nose with a bored expression before laughing.

"Finally you're making sense. I don't want this mumbo jumbo juju smart stuff hanging over my head. I gots a reputation to uphold buddy." He ruffled the hair on the back of his head, grinning widely. The grin was stopped cold when he actually understood the implied message behind Jared's words. "Haha, very funny." Robbie laughed humourlessly.

After the kiss, Robbie's grin froze when he saw the look on Jared's face. Surprise to be sure. But...had that been the boy's first kiss? No...couldn't be. Could it?

The weather manipulator suddenly felt guilty. His own first kiss had been a little magical. He had also been fourteen then and it was with the first girl he liked more than friends. If this was Jared's first kiss, it might ruin the boy's image of romance probably. Maybe it wouldn't count. Maybe Jared would start laughing and wave it off as a non-incidental.

Robbie tried to keep things light. "Speechless?" He smirked at the boy even though the smirk didn't feel quite right at the moment. Man, guilt felt horrible.

[OOC: Jammerson, Nunu was willing to wait even longer. ^^]

[Jared Park]

As embarrassing as it was, Robbie hit the jackpot.

The poor boy’s never been kissed before. Ever.

Of course he’s been kissed by his parents and his siblings (yes, even his big brother, if only to continually tease the youngest about being the ‘eternal baby’ of the family, much to Jared’s chagrin), but never romantically. It’s probably the reason why he feels so young when he’s comparing himself to most his peers. Childishness aside, he feels like he lacks those ‘marks of puberty’ as they say it. He’s never skipped class before (though he wants to), hasn’t seen porn by himself before nor has he tried touching himself in any way possible. (TMI? Well, maybe a bit). And yeah, he’s never been kissed. Well, until now that is.

Jared blinked a bit more in an effort to pull himself back into reality. His blush has been fading off slowly, but the shock is still there. Robbie just kissed me. Robbie just kissed me. He stole my first kiss. He stole my first kiss.. Ever the child, the young Asian would’ve wanted his first kiss to be special. Maybe with his first love that’ll eventually be his lifelong partner. Or it’ll be from the one that’ll give him the worst heartbreak ever. He’s could’ve imagined a dozen different scenarios but never would the thought of his lips being ambushed be among those. Never.

Thankfully Robbie went forth and broke the awkward silence between them. A smile slowly creeped on the boy’s face as he slowly lurked towards the blonde, jumping on top of him as he got nearer. “YOU THIEF!” he shouted, laughing loudly as he grabbed a nearby pillow and repeatedly hit the weather manipulator with it. Not that he’s angry for real or anything, just a bit irritated and surprised (and possibly amused).

“I knew I shouldn’t have asked a perv for a question like that. I knew it,” chuckled Jared as he tried to catch his breath after the rigorous pillow pelting he gave Robbie, “Maybe I should’ve asked Eric. You know, because he has a girlfriend and all that. I betcha he wouldn’t go stealing kisses from people randomly.” He stuck his tongue out to the older boy to tell him that though he was shock, he was over it now.

Or is he?