"Alright, cool. Thanks." Rowan clicked on the message so the notification would go away and turned off his phone. "I'll call her later. What do you wanna do now that you're here?"
Boys will be boys (CLOSED MxM ROLEPLAY)(Stalkers welcomed and appreciated <3)
“Honestly? I really just wanna chill, y’know? It’s been a stressful fucking couple of days.” Damien shrugged. “Up to you, though.”
"Sounds good to me." Rowan smiled weakly and lay his head back on Damien's shoulder. "Been pretty shitty, hasn't it?"
“Shittier than a fucking public toilet.” He agreed with a snicker. Damien continued petting Rowan’s hair, readjusting his position to be a little more comfortable.
"What kinda drugs are in your hands that make that feel so fuckin good…?" Rowan mumbled, melting into Damien's touch again.
Damien choked on his words a bit, a little taken aback. “What-? Oh- fuck. Uhh, I think it’s just ‘cause my hands are really nice and my fingers are sorta long, so.. it’s like a comb, I guess?”
"Mmm… It's probably kinda weird how much I like this, huh?" He sighed softly, keeping his eyes closed as he steadily relaxed.
Damien’s heart fluttered hopefully in his chest, but quickly died down. “Nah.. I like when people do it to me, too. It’s nice and calming.”
Rowan nodded and yawned a bit. "It just makes me wanna melt into a fuckin puddle and fall asleep… is that normal?"
“I think so. You can sleep if you’re tired, man, don’t stay awake for my sake, I’m good. Got my phone ‘n shit.” Damien’s hand was essentially moving on autopilot now, the movements muscle memory.
"But you had to come so the way over here and I don't wanna like, immediately pass out… I'm not as fun when I'm unconscious."
“Oh no, I had to walk the whole block and a half to your house! Dear god, how could I have forgotten?” Damien cried dramatically, teasing Rowan. “C’mon, Ro. Let’s be honest, you’re not as fun when you’re fallin’ asleep in my lap, either.”
Rowan blushed a bit and looked away, embarrassed. "I-I'm sorry, I just… I feel bad about it for some reason."
“Don’t feel bad, Ro. It’s your house, you can do whatever the fuck.” Damien held Rowan just a little closer for a moment, almost like he was hugging him without actually having to do it.
Rowan nodded a bit. "But it can't exactly be fun for you to just watch me sleep… I mean, unless you're into that, I guess."
“Oh, don’t make it like that, man! If you’re gonna stay awake, stay awake.” Damien said more than a little defensively, removing his fingers from Rowan’s hair to hold his hands up in defeat.
"Well, don't stop…" Rowan whined when Damien pulled his hands away. "It doesn't have to be a sexual thing, man. I'm just jokin'…"
“Sorry, sorry.” Damien went right back to petting Rowan. “Yeah.. I know. Sorry ‘bout that. Guess I’m just a little testy, sorry.”
"Mmmm…" Rowan lay his head back on Damien's shoulder and closed his eyes, yawning again. "I just don't wanna make you uncomfy…"
“I’m perfectly comfy, thank you. I was a little chilly before, but I must say, you make a very nice blanket right now.” He laughed, beginning to yawn as well.
"I mean like… emotionally. I don't want this to have to be awkward and uncomfortable for you, Damien."
“Why would it be awkward?” Damien cocked his head slightly. “I don’t really get it- this isn’t like it’s the first time you’ve done this to me.”
"I mean, yeah, but it could still be weird… I dunno what you're feeling, man. I don't understand feelings. I push down the feelings and when they try to come back up, I push more feelings down on top."
“It’s not weird to me.” Should it be? Is it weird to him? “But if it’s weird to you, then don’t force yourself to do it. Nobody’s there with a gun to your head saying you gotta fall asleep. But yeah- feelings are weird and I hate ‘em.”
Rowan nodded a bit and sighed. "…I feel like this should be weird, but it feels really fucking natural for some reason."
“Yeah. It does.” Damien agreed. “I can’t really put my finger on why, but it’s just.. agh. It feels right.”
"Mhmm… like, this would be super fuckin weird if I were doing it with any of the other guys. I'm just super comfortable with you."
“Right!” Damien nodded, finally able to actually express this. “God, yeah, that’s my thoughts exactly!”
Rowan nodded as well. "Why do you think that is?" He asked. "I mean, we're best friends and all, but I don't think most guys are legitimately cuddling with the homies…"
‘Well, I think I might like you.’ Is what Damien wanted to say. Instead, what came out was a little less dramatic. “Uhh- I dunno, maybe we’re just such good fuckin’ homies that we’ve sorta crossed into another plane of.. like.. homie-ship.” Fuck. Smooth.