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Post by Silver Wings on Sept 11, 2017 23:18:24 GMT
After a series of texts and a failed attempt to see a sold out movie the end result had been Jamie and him in a car together driving back to his home, with promise of a different movie or even a tv show marathon of sorts. "So, you know I work at Walmart, big whoop, how about you?" He asked curiously, glancing to Jamie as he drove his sports car with one hand, the other turning on the radio the faintest amount for background music, smiling to himself as he absentmindedly checked his mirrors, turning a smug smirk to face Jamie for a moment.
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Post by Jamie on Sept 11, 2017 23:31:49 GMT
They'd been texting off and on, with plans to go see a movie that had fallen through...Since when did movies sell out around here? He'd been surprised when Kevin had invited him over to his house, which was a much different situation than just being invited to a movie theater, with other people, instead of at his house, possibly alone...But he still wasn't sure if this was a date, or if perhaps Kevin was just trying to make friends...It sure felt like a date, it was probably the most textbook definition of a date there was, right up to Kevin flirting with him and giving him his number. But he was fairly good at reading people, and he was having trouble with him, so he kept it casual(or as casual as he was capable of being, for the moment.
He was still a little pink in his cheeks, left over from Kevin offering to take him back to his house for a movie instead, and glanced over when he broke the silence, chuckling softly, "I uh, well...It's not like it's much more glam than Walmart." He joked, chuckling softly, "I'm a mailman, tiring, but at least you get to meet a lot of people." He knew just about everyone, there was a lot that could be gathered about a person by what they ordered...Not counting Steven and his friends...Because it was always a grab bag as to what was going to come from that place. He cleared his throat, looking to the side, "I'm not like...A professional actor or anything...Tried that, failed miserably." He laughed that off, but it was still a vaguely sore point, he looked to the side, "uh...What about you? I mean...Surely there's more to you than working at Walmart." He gave him a joking grin.
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Post by Silver Wings on Sept 11, 2017 23:43:19 GMT
Kevin raised a brow at the fact he seemed to think not being a professional actor was some sort of downgrade, "Of course you're not a professional actor. You're what, nineteen? Twenty? The only guys your age that make it quick that young are filthy rich with other actors in the family." Came the almost snoody response with a laugh, and he shrugged when Jamie asked what he did in addition to his supermarket skills.
"Ah I don't get paid for it, but I take professional dance classes. Ballet, hip hop, all sorts of waltzes." He winked and shifted in his seat, relaxed against the leather, "What was that thing you said earlier about me dancing through your thoughts~? You a mind reader or something?"
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Post by Jamie on Sept 13, 2017 20:09:12 GMT
Jamie side eyed him at his response, and then laughed, nodding in agreement, "yeah! I guess you're right, filthy rich is certainly something my family has never been..." But that had never been a fact that had bothered him, they'd always gotten by comfortably and that was really all he could ever ask for. He looked impressed when he brought up dancing, giving him a wide grin, "really? You'll have to show me sometime..." He half narrowed his eyes at this, it wasn't meant to be suggestive, but he was fully aware that it could be taken that way, "I've got two left feet, as they say, I'm a Greek tragedy on the dance floor." He snorted softly, shaking his head and looking amused at the thought...Though getting to dance with Kevin would more than make up for how ridiculous he would without a doubt look.
When Kevin brought up his earlier words, he covered his face and laughed nervously, "ugh...I can't believe I said that out loud...I mean I was thinking it but it was supposed to stay there..." He peeked through his fingers at him with a grin, "but maybe I am a mind reader, who knows right?" He sure wished he was a mind reader right about now...Being able to tell Kevin's intentions with this date or not-date would be pretty useful.
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Post by Silver Wings on Sept 13, 2017 22:00:40 GMT
Kevin shrugged, "You don't need money to be happy I guess. My parents are well off but I avoid using their money, working for yourself makes everything worth a little more." The tan skinned teen parked at his home and laughed as Jamie regretted his dorky statement from earlier. "If people could read one another's minds I'm sure every one would get punched in the face a lot." He added and parked in his driveway, stretching before he exited the car, "I'll go ahead and order a pizza, but since we can't read minds you'll have to tell me what you want on it." He opened his front door for Jamie to walk in first.
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Post by Jamie on Sept 18, 2017 19:25:55 GMT
He looked to the side, a little surprised by the revelation, it didn't take a genius to tell that Kevin was a pretty rich, confident guy...Which is what made it all the more confusing and weird that he seemed to dig someone like him at all, it wasn't like Jamie had any of that wow factor that guys like Kevin usually went for, "yeah, I know what you mean! I-I mean...It's more satisfying to uh...To have things when you know you worked for them, right?" He looked up when he felt the car roll to a stop, realizing they were here, "Right? I got punched in the face enough in highschool to last a lifetime...No thanks!" He chuckled as he got out of the car after him.
He couldn't help his nerves over this whole situation, not-date or what he was still alone in the house of a really attractive guy who didn't seem to think he was a weird basket case, he glanced over when he asked about pizza, "you know to be honest I'll eat anything on pizza...So like...Your pick...Or just an everything pizza?" He chuckled, slipping inside when he held the door open for him.
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Post by Silver Wings on Sept 19, 2017 23:35:03 GMT
Kevin smirked and leaned in dangerously close, "I would ask them to send me the hottest thing on the menue but you're already here." Came his low voice in a perverted tease before he pulled out his phone, "Guess an everything Pizza will do then... and since you like acting then how about a musical or something... ah... Rocky Horror Picture Show? I'm sure you've seen it before but honestly I cant get enough of Tim Curry." He admitted with a much less flirtatious tone, blushing faintly as he realised he had been practically crushing on a male actor.
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Post by Jamie on Sept 26, 2017 13:48:50 GMT
When Kevin leaned in so close like that, and whispered in that low, suggestive sort of voice, Jamie's whole face turned a deep red and his eyes widened, he'd never been flirted with like this...Or at all...And it made his heart jackhammer in his chest as he could only blink a few times in response, before letting out an utterly ridiculous bashful string of giggles, covering his face and mumbling something about it being unseasonably warm, was this for real?!
He managed to compose himself(sort of) by the time Kevin pulled out his phone and mentioned an everything pizza, nodding, "y-y-yeah! Everything pizza...Sounds good!" He pulled at the collar of the turtleneck he'd worn tonight(because it was actually a little cool), feeling suddenly very stuffy in it.
His expression lit up a bit though when Kevin mentioned a musical that he was very familiar with, "Hell yeah! I mean...That sounds great! One of my favorites!" He laughed, not even considering the implications before the words tumbled out, "I remember going to a costume party with all the drama kids in High School dressed as Curry's character..." It hit him a moment later and he laughed, "shit like that's a mental image isn't it?" Was it good or bad though...That was the question.
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Post by Silver Wings on Oct 10, 2017 0:10:48 GMT
:origin()/pre02/6afb/th/pre/i/2015/072/b/c/what_time_is_it__by_strangelavender-d8lmax4.png) Kevin knew he had Jamie then, seeing the deep blush settle on the boy's face. Of course that had been the worst line in history of any other line ever told, ever. He hung up the phone after making the order and led Jamie inside, "Welcome to my hole," He said jokingly, "Make yourself at home." He raised a brow at the mental image of Jamie's costume, eyes dipping as he checked out the mailman's figure to heighten said image. "Well you're much cuter than him." He teased further, though he felt like he was putting his foot in his mouth, shoe socks and all. This was... This was increadibly wrong, right? This guy probably wasn't interested in guys at all, he probably didn't even see this as a date. Kevin mentally face palmed and somehow managed to keep himself from blushing. ... Had he really just called a guy cute?
"Pizza shouldn't be too long, and I can make some popcorn t-..." He had gone to turn on the TV when his eyes widened. He yanked his hand back as he stared wide eyed at the small dog sized gem spider stared at him with pentagon rock eyes. slowly crawling forwards to the front of the TV, letting out a hiss as it suddenly charged at Kevin, who grabbed the object closest to him, the coat rack, and hit the spider like a bat mid air, glancing to Jamie as the creature looked like it was about to switch targets, unaffected by the hit, "Jamie it's an alien! Run!"
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