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Post by Jasper Labis on Jul 11, 2013 15:20:56 GMT -5
I raise my eyebrows as he leans forward to speak. Change my social awkwardness? I look at the flirt smile on his face and avert my gaze almost unconsciously. He was flirting with me, and I knew it. But, I kind of liked it. I liked being something to someone, finding someone who hadn't pointed, laughed, and walked away. "Didn't you see me flip off that little kid? I'm just glad that his mom didn't see me.." I mumble, chuckling and shrugging my shoulders. I smile as Angel pats my hand before standing to pick up his daughter and sit down again. I take another bite of my ice cream, turning the spoon over before retracting it again. It was just something I did when I was thinking.
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Post by Angel Carson on Jul 11, 2013 15:37:23 GMT -5
Angel chuckled, shrugging. "Kids are kids. Gotta raise 'em right or they have no respect."
Kaitlyn snuggled into him, closing her eyes.
"Still, you seem decent enough, yeah?" He licked his lips, bringing his spoon back to his mouth.
"So far I haven't pointed and whispered. What else can I say? To me you're attractive."
He chuckled, looking around thoughtfully.
"Tell me about yourself?"
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Post by Jasper Labis on Jul 11, 2013 15:57:09 GMT -5
I raise my eyebrows but nod as he goes on about kids, Kaitlyn snuggling into him and closing her eyes. "Not like I'm a jerk or something." I reply, as Angel says that I seem decent. I never judged just on appearances, I beleived that someone's personality should dictate whether they were 'cool' or not. "Thanks." I mumble as he -again- tells me that he thinks I'm attractive. Surely he must know that I wasn't completely straight- and straight guy would've cut and run after he'd first spoke to me, or jerked their hand abck when Angel took it in his. I absentmindedly take anotehr spoonful of ice cream, bringing my false blue gaze up to him. "Not much to tell." I say, shrugging. "Uhm. I live in the guest house behind the actual house- it's like my parents disowned me. They're, like, rich. I was supposed to grow up to be a lawyer or something." I add, looking down at the table.
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Post by Angel Carson on Jul 11, 2013 19:13:38 GMT -5
Angel listened intently. Lately there had been no gettig to know people, just one night stands. He didn't want to get attached, get hurt.
"Well that's no good," He insisted when Jasper mentioned his parents.
"Hm. Let's see. I live alone with Kait. My sisters babysit her while I go to work.
I was adopted when I was little and grew up with four sisters."
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Post by Jasper Labis on Jul 11, 2013 21:02:19 GMT -5
"Yeah, but I keep to myself anyway, so I don't mind being in the guest house." I say, shrugging slightly. It really didn't bother me, I'd be moving out next year anyway. I take another mouthful of my ice cream, nodding as Angel talks about how he lives with his daughter. I run a stray hand through my hair, biting the inside of my lip. "I like romance and horror movies." I add randomly, my false blue eyes landing on his face. I eat more of my ice cream, trying to think of soemthing else about myself, pulling the spoon out of my mouth.
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Post by Angel Carson on Jul 11, 2013 21:07:33 GMT -5
Angel smiled brightly at his response about movies. "Ooh, same here. Uh, I'm a model so I've been all over the place."
He took another bite of ice cream, adjusting Kaitlyn in his lap and keeping his free arm around her. "I model both male and female products. I do miss my daughter when I'm not able to take her with. But lately I've been staying close to home. Hm. She's two, my ex's sister's and mine. She never sees her mom." His voice grew a bit bitter.
"But I guess I fill both roles." Laughter and that bitterness was gone just like that. "Remind me, women never again." a wink.
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Post by Jasper Labis on Jul 11, 2013 21:19:54 GMT -5
I nod silently, a small smile on my face as he says that he likes the same movies that I do. I watch his face as he speaks, going on about being a model and such. "She is adorable." I say, smiling at him gently. I look down at the table as Angel's voice turns vaguely bitter, though its soon gone in the blink of an eye. "Women are drama." I agree softly, taking another bite of my ice cream. It was true, though I was attracted to them as well as men. I absentmindedly rub my lips together in case my lipstick had become uneven, trying to think of something to say. It was odd to make an effort to keep up conversation, usually I did everything in my power to avoid them.
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Post by Angel Carson on Jul 11, 2013 22:46:48 GMT -5
Angel smiled as Jasper said she was adorable, he nodded in agreement.
"That they are," He chuckled, watching him take another bite of ice cream, seeming thoughtful.
Angel let out a soft, slow hum, then leaned back in his chair some more.
"Anything else nteresting about you? Because I'm hooked." A bubbly laughescaped him and he pushed his hair back again, finally pulling it into a hair tie.
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Post by Jasper Labis on Jul 11, 2013 22:52:18 GMT -5
I chuckle as he asks if there was anything else interesting about me. I'm was bisexual? Not putting that out there. I didn't think Angel would judge me for it or anything, but I'd just learned that it was better not to put that sort of thing out there. "Uhm. I havea collection of stuffed animals." I say, smiling into the table. "And they all have names." I add, shrugging my shoulders helplessly. "I can draw and paint fairly well." I continue before taking another bite of my vanilla ice cream, my eyes meeting his. "Nothing really interesting. Just random stuff." I finish, one corner of my mouth quirking down to form a frown.
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Post by Angel Carson on Jul 11, 2013 22:59:19 GMT -5
"That is too interesting," Angel whined in complaint. "A whole collectiohn? About how many?" He just had questions upon questions. "You have examples of your art?"
Taking a bite of ice cream allowed a pause for answers before his bubbly voice spilled over yet again. "Hm, your sexuality? I guess I never decided on one, but considering my lack of interest in women, I kind of fall under the assumption of homosexual." He laughed a bit at his own uncertainty.
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Post by Jasper Labis on Jul 11, 2013 23:08:07 GMT -5
"Uhm. Fifty.. maybe." I reply, chuckling at his reaction. "I don't have any drawings on me or anything, they're all back home." I add, glad that Angel showed an interest after both of the things I'd just told him. It was nice to have a conversation that didn't revolve around something normal, like the weather. I raise my spoon to my lips again, freezing at his question. I blink once before putting it in my mouth, wanting to just bolt for the door. But, he'd asked. I knew that I couldn't just leave. He was the only person that'd been nice to me in.. years, probably. "Bisexual." I finally answer, my voice softer than usual.
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Post by Angel Carson on Jul 12, 2013 10:43:50 GMT -5
"That's cool." Angel nodded some. "Maybe you can show me sometime." He grinned. His next question however seemed to have Jasper freezing. He blinked at the response of him being bisexual, and then a smile curled his lips. "Yeah? Neat." Angel studied him a bit, sighed.
"Hey now, don't look so bothered. There's nothing wrong with that."
He took another bite of ice cream slowly.. "Besides, who am I to
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Post by Jasper Labis on Jul 15, 2013 11:33:12 GMT -5
"Yeah, maybe." I reply, shrugging my shoulders before taking another bite out of my ice cream. It was almost gone, but I truly didn't want to leave yet. I liked Angel, he was the best company I'd probably had since sixth grade- that's when I'd started dressing up. My parents had thought it was a 'phase'. They were wrong. I look down at the table as he goes on that there was nothing wrong with me being bisexual, and that he couldn't judge. "Its just that its not very.. accepted, I suppose. Most people find my clothes weird, but the fact I like both men and women.. revolting. Against their morals." I say, starting to get into a soft-spoken rant before I stop myself.
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Post by Angel Carson on Jul 16, 2013 5:15:21 GMT -5
Angel sighed rather dramatically, rolling his eyes. "Let them be revolted then. Their loss." He drawled, reaching to pome the tip of Jasper's nose before grinning happily. "Saves a cute lil' button like yourself for somebody who can actually treat you with respect and understanding, man or woman." He nodded, ruffling the younger male's hair.
"Don't ever let anyone bring you down over looks or personality Jas," he gasped a bit, smiling, and fixed his hair. "Because you are meant to be you. Not what society wants you to be. Being yourself despite judgement is a very attractive feature you know. Someone like myself doesn't just take a pick from an ordinary crowd. You gotta have spunk! Be proud, and the world can /never/ cut you down. Because they can't hurt you if you learn to love yourself."
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Post by Jasper Labis on Jul 16, 2013 12:59:35 GMT -5
I was finally opening to someone, and he hadn't judged me yet, and what would Angel have to gain from ridiculing me now? I playfully snap my teeth together as if to bite his finger as he reaches across the table to tap my nose. I was starting to surprise myself. I hadn't spoken to someone this much in years- not even my family. I chuckle softly as the older male ruffled my hair and I bat his hand away. I raise my eyebrows as he calls me Jas. No one ever called me that anymore. It was nice, though. "So, you chose me out of the crowd?" I finally ask before taking a bite of my ice cream. "Though, among preps and pastels, I do stick out like a sore thumb." I add, shrugging my shoulders.
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