[ Ren is doing you a favor, my guy, trust him. You don't want to go in for the first smooch and be caught completely unawares by The Stubble. The lost lands where brave lips tread too far out of safety and into its abrasive embrace. Ren is honestly bewildered that Ryuji's never heard of it, maybe because the romance novel he read was focused on a man and woman and by and large fantasy writing will stick to describing the woman, not the face sandpaper the woman has to deal with, so. THE MORE YOU KNOW β
But Ren? Ren's cackling and releases Ryuji fast enough, pressing a fist up to his mouth to contain the pure evil within. ]
Dude, you don't need willpower, you need a complete void of it while The Bee Gees scrape out the rest of your will to live, too.
But nah, not really. Well I say "boyfriend" but we were more, uh. Casual than that?
[ God, Ren hasn't thought about him for over a year, probably going on two on the scoreboard. A wry smile turns his mouth lopsided, scratching the back of his head like he needed the help shaking details loose, that's how much of an impact this guy has on who Ren is now. ]
I crushed on him hard in middle school and sorta followed him around like a puppy. He hit a growth spurt before the rest of us and he was really good looking, you know? I got to stick around but I don't think he liked me too much. You don't have to like people when they like you just fine for not even doing anything, right.
And then it's a small town, so of course we go to the same high school. And we sort of - got together. [ Is he using a lot of qualifiers? Shrug. ] He wouldn't let me sit with him and his friends at lunch. Or walk with me or anything, but we made out a lot and, uh. Other stuff. I don't think he told anyone.
[ Again, shrug. ]
I guess I didn't either. So, uh - yeah you just have to watch for The Burn when you feel like you're, y'know, gonna kiss 'em, kay?
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But Ren? Ren's cackling and releases Ryuji fast enough, pressing a fist up to his mouth to contain the pure evil within. ]
Dude, you don't need willpower, you need a complete void of it while The Bee Gees scrape out the rest of your will to live, too.
But nah, not really. Well I say "boyfriend" but we were more, uh. Casual than that?
[ God, Ren hasn't thought about him for over a year, probably going on two on the scoreboard. A wry smile turns his mouth lopsided, scratching the back of his head like he needed the help shaking details loose, that's how much of an impact this guy has on who Ren is now. ]
I crushed on him hard in middle school and sorta followed him around like a puppy. He hit a growth spurt before the rest of us and he was really good looking, you know? I got to stick around but I don't think he liked me too much. You don't have to like people when they like you just fine for not even doing anything, right.
And then it's a small town, so of course we go to the same high school. And we sort of - got together. [ Is he using a lot of qualifiers? Shrug. ] He wouldn't let me sit with him and his friends at lunch. Or walk with me or anything, but we made out a lot and, uh. Other stuff. I don't think he told anyone.
[ Again, shrug. ]
I guess I didn't either. So, uh - yeah you just have to watch for The Burn when you feel like you're, y'know, gonna kiss 'em, kay?