Gay Roleplay//0x0//OPEN

Damion decided to wait at the school gate instead of by his classroom. Partially because he was in a higher grade than Chris and it would seem weird if he suddenly popped up in front of the classroom door. Damion was leaning against the wall scrolling through his phone. His wings started to feel uncomfortable, so he fluffed his wings out a bit trying to get them to feel normal again. His dark black wings were always a pain because they were so big, probably because his build was a bit bigger than others too. He propped his leg up on the wall behind him to it looked like he was leaning but it was just his foot holding him up. He looked up occasionally to see if Chris was there or not but there was sign of him yet.

Chris had been wondering where to find Damion, so he was just wandering the school to try and find him. However, he was still new to the school and was wandering around while the crowds were still everywhere, and he managed to get lost a few times. He eventually took out the sheet of paper from his pocket and texted the number, apologizing to Damion for being so late since he got lost in all of the crowds and had absolutely no idea where he was at the moment. He was alone now and he had no idea where to find Damion, not to mention any way to get to any place that was familiar to him. He hoped that Damion would get the text and find him. He mentioned the closest classroom because that would help. He just wanted to get out of there and not be lost anymore.

Damion saw the next and read the conversation. I guess the best idea is to pop up at his classroom. He told him to to move and stay put as he would be there soon. Damion took the stairs up and made right turn into the hallway with the classroom he mention. Damion hoped this was the right one because there were currently three science labs in the school. He didn't see Christ anywhere. "Damn it." He knew what he was feeling considering he was once a new student at this school. He looked on the third floor, but he still wasn't there, meaning, he must have been on the first floor. It took a while to get there but he finally made it, out of breath.

Chris had been waiting for Damion for a few minutes, and he was still worried about himself being alone and lost, but he noticed that Damion was standing right in front of him after a while, and that brought him some feeling of comfort. "Oh…hey, Damion.. Sorry I couldn't meet you… I kinda got lost trying to find my way to you thanks to the crowds, the fact that I didn't know where to meet you, and because I barely know my way around the school. I am incredibly sorry for the inconvenience… I didn't mean to get lost like this…" He was worried that he had annoyed the other by not showing up, though he had no way to confirm that. "Anyways…if you're not annoyed…why is it that you wanted to meet me?"

Damion took Chris's arm and pulled him in for a hug. "Jeez you had me worried from the way you texted me. Just call next time." Damion let go of him. He realized he was wearing his jacket. It looked to big on him . He looks so fucking adorable. "Anyway, I wanna take you to my place if you're not doing anything." Damion was being overly nice to him which he doesn't really do. Damion really didn't want to mess this up.

(Sorry. I was a little busy hating humanity five seconds ago. I still hate it, but hey, I can at least write without trying to write nothing but murder now.)

"I guess I can go over to your place," Chris said. "I don't mind. Also, I only texted since you didn't have my number and I didn't want you thinking I was a random person. It's kinda why I started the text with stating who I was. Sorry for worrying you, by the way. I don't know why I thought you'd be mad at me for this, but I did. It's just…this school is huge and I've been here for a day. I barely know my way around… Anyways, let's just go back to your place now."

(Don't worry about it I was listening to Disney song and seeing ho well i knew them)
Damion chuckled at his response. "I would be mad or annoyed rather if you've known the school, but you're new here, so you're new here, so I'll let you off the hook." Damion let him out the school in a matter of minutes. He actually wasn't that far from then entrance. "How about everyday I'll walk you out of school from you're classroom to the entrance? Damion felt uncomfortable in his back for some reason. "Hey can you do me a favor and check to see if any feather are crinkled. Something hurts and I'm not sure what." Damion turned around and spread open his wings. The went from the classroom to four classes down.

"I wouldn't mind that. It beats getting lost and almost trampled on. Seriously, how am I the only student who's this short? Every other student is at least two to three inches taller than me. Not to mention they all seem to be stronger than I am. I'm surprised that I didn't get knocked over, honestly… I swear, being short is gonna be an issue here…" Chris said while walking with Damion before they stopped and Damion spread his wings out. "Oh, I see what your problem is. Just hold on a second. I should be able to fix this in just a couple of seconds, and then you'll be just fine." He smiled sweetly as he helped the other. "There we go. That should fix it."

Damion closed and opened his wings a few times. "Thank you, much better. Yeah you are pretty short. What was the problem, I don't know why but it felt real cramped for some reason." Damion already had big wings, but them hurting like this never happened to him at least not in this school. Once they go out he turned to Chris. "Think you can keep up with my flying?"

(Why am I wanting draw these two at about two in the morning? I need to be asleep, not thinking about art. Anyways, I am going to go to bed before my parents get even more annoyed with me. If I can't sleep, I'll send a random reply later.)
"I don't like being short…" Chris pouted adorably, though he had always been insecure about how he was noticeably shorter than everyone else he knew, especially in a large school like that. "Anyways, I can try to, but I'm not sure. I don't fly much, and I'm tiny and not athletic. I'll try to keep up, but I'll call for your attention once I can't, okay? I'll allow you to fly for a bit after that, though, since it does look like you would benefit from stretching your wings out a bit."

(kk)
Damion blushed at his pout. How can he be this cute,?! Probably cause isn't a sex crazed maniac like me. I should really work on that. "How about this instead." Damion picked him up princes style and launched himself off the ground. "This is much easier. Don't you think, my prince." He joked. He begun to fly slowly instead of speeding home. Besides he was in no rush, mom was home today so he doesn't have to cook, but he still had to pick them up from school. Shit! "Chris, is it okay if we make a small detour I need to pick up my siblings from school." Damion was afraid to look at Chris because of how cute he might be looking right now.

"I don't mind. I just hope that none of them question what's going on or dislike me for whatever strange reason… I mean, that shouldn't happen as long as you get along with your siblings so they at least don't hate your friends, but still. Anyways, yeah, I really don't mind. I'm sure that your family would be happy with you picking them up rather than leaving them there because you wanted to invite me over," Chris said. He never had time to react to how he was being carried or what he was called since Damion quickly went to the subject of his siblings, but it's not like he would've known how to reply to any of it, so he kept all the thoughts of confusion after realizing everything to himself.

"Perfect." Damion turned the other way and started to fly in that direction. Luckily his school wasn't as that far away from their's. He landed safely like he always did before. Kids started coming out the building, but none of them were his brothers. He waited for while soon seeing three boys who were pulling and playing with each other. "That's them." Damion sighed. "Guys cut it out alright you shouldn't be pulling and hitting each other, you're brothers."
"Damion!" They all got excited and ran towards their big brother and almost tackled him. "You haven't picked us up in what felt like a decade!" One yelled.
"I know, I know, guys this is Chris. He'll becoming over to today. Treat him nicely alright?" Damion gave strict orders.

"Hi, everyone…" Chris said shyly. "So, yeah, I am going over to your house for a while. I really hope you guys don't mind me being there…" He wasn't sure how well he'd be accepted by the others, mainly because he had just met them and Damion had only met him earlier and wanted to bring him home, so it's not like the others knew anything about him or his existence at the moment. "Anyways…since we have all of you guys now…I'd say that we can go to you house. I'll try to stay out of your way if you want me to, really… I'd rather not be an inconvenience to anyone…" He sure was awkward around new people, but he knew that siblings didn't always respond so kindly to their other siblings randomly bringing other people over.

"Brother!" Richie called in a concerning. voice
"Yes Richie?" Damion answered.
"Why is he so short?" Rich got a hard hit on his head.
"We don't talk about that. You guys know what to do I'm here to make sure you get homestead. Mom doesn't want you flying home from school alone." Damion picked up Chris once again. "Let's go." The other siblings started to fly home racing through the trees to see who can get home first. "I swear, they can be so reckless sometimes. Sorry about Richie he doesn't know any better. I mean I did the same thing but I think it hurts the more it get's pointed out."

"No, I've been asked why I'm so short multiple times… I've never had an honest answer… Both of my parents are quite tall… My dad's taller than you, actually. I've always been short, so it's not like I haven't heard the question a million times already…" Chris sighed. He wasn't angry with Richie or anything, as he was so used to being asked the question, but Damion was right about it only hurting more each time it was asked or at least brought up. He never understood the issue, and he felt like people cared about his height more than his personality sometimes. He tried not to show how affected he was by that, but it was hard for him.

"If you say so. Anyway, there is something I have to tell you." Damion scratched the back of his head. "See, I was actually planning to fuck you, but because of your…sexuality , let's just say that's not in the cards anymore. Now don't go and run away I'm not gonna rape you, promise. That would be beyond disrespectful" Damion sighed. "There is still no reason for me to bring you home, since that's what I do. I've taken an interest in you. I don't lend my jackets to just anyone you know. If you have any questions for me just ask."

"Well, that definitely explains the jacket… Also, thank you for asking about my sexuality at first. I think it would've been awkward had I told you when you already had intentions to do something that I didn't want to do," Chris said. "Also, I'll let you know if I have any questions. You seem pretty nice, honestly. Sure, we've known each other for less than a day, but still. You've been really nice to me as of recently, so thank you. I didn't expect my second day to be as interesting as it was, but it was a good kind of interesting. You also helped me leave since I already managed to get lost, soo… Again, thank you."

"You know I think you're the first person who has called me a nice person. Probably because of my habits…." Damion chuckled lightly. "Anyway, we're almost there so we can talk later." His house was up ahead while his 3 brothers already made it. He landed softly at the front door. Damion let him down, unlocking the door. "I'm home, I brought a friend!"
His mom popped out from the kitchen. "Another one?!"
"Mom." Damion glared.

"I'm guessing you tend to bring a lot of people over," Chris said. "It's fine. Also, you truly seem nice. If you're going to say it's about your habits, well, everyone has habits that people dislike, but that doesn't make anyone a bad person. Negative traits come with everyone, and the positive ones usually outweigh the negative ones, anyway. Thanks for everything, though. I'm sure I'll like it here. Maybe you could show me around so I don't get lost here like I did at school? Thanks again for just helping me find my way out. The hallways ended up getting crowded, and well, I'm tiny compared to everyone else."

"Well, even though you're tiny I find it cute." Damion showed Chris upstairs. "I would love to show you around, but it would have to be next Tuesday because I have sports and clubs to do. You should join a club or two. What kind of things to you normally do?" Damion opened the door letting Chris in his room. "Don't mind the mess. I didn't have time this morning. I was rushing to school this morning." Damion started to clear his room.

"It's fine, really. We all have those days," Chris said. "Also, for clubs and such…I don't know.. I'm still new to the school, not to mention not even that accepted… You're a few inches shorter than everyone, and they all hate you for it… What is with this school?" Chris sighed. "Well, honestly, every school I've been to. My height seems to be a topic of interest for everyone, and not in the good way… I've been kicked out of stuff because of it… Not sure how being short got me removed from my old school's art club, but you know… It just…I don't know…makes people think I'm not good enough to hang out with them…?"

(Sorry, I've been busy these days and some family business was going on)
"That is a hard topic, my friend. I'm not sure. There are some clubs in out school who are…accepting enough. It maybe because you're an angel and most people in this school are demon with black wings like mine. Just careful if you want to join a club. Demons are really aggressive in our school." Damion was almost done cleaning up he only had to make his bed. "Once I'm done with my bed you can have a seat." He made sure his sheets were clean and placed his pillows perfectly. "There."

(It's okay! Glad you're online. I literally had a mini mental breakdown in choir and no one's online.)
"Even so, you've heard what I said. Even compared to other angels, I'm tiny. Yes, this includes the other ones at our school. I've said it a lot, my height has confused people for ages, not to mention make them hate me." Chris sighed as he sat down. "I know that demons can be aggressive, but anyone can in certain circumstances. I'm already used to the extra negative attention that comes with my height. I just hope that I can somehow blend into the background if there are some who would physically harm me over this. I'm not saying there are, but I've experiences threats before. As I said, anyone can be aggressive, angel, demon, human, or any other species."

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"True, True." Damion sat on his bed and ten laid back. "Now all we have to wait for is dinner. I have a question. What's you limit to how much people touch you. I know you're ace so sex wasn't even an option, but I'm just wondering, you know?" Damion rested his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling.

(I am.)
"Well…I've never exactly had anyone who loves me, as apparently being short is a reason to be hated, but as far as I'm concerned, I'm fine with things such as hugs and cuddles. Also, it's fine if you're curious, really," Chris said. "You're doing it so you don't do anything bad to me, and that's nice. It shows that you care about me."

Damion smirked, pulling Chris down to his chest. "Of course. Can't you see how fast my heart is beating right now. "I know that kisses of the forehead are fine as well." Damion did just that and gave him a kiss on the forehead. For once we excited and not the sexual kind. He felt this would actually turn out great. One thing that he needs to watch out for his needs.

"Yeah…those are fine as well." It was clear that, while surprised, Chris was enjoying it. To him, it just felt nice to know that someone cared about him and didn't hate on him for stupid reasons like his height. "I'm honestly surprised that someone like you likes me, but that's because no one has ever really liked me. It's definitely a weird feeling, but I like it."

Damion chuckled. "Well, what about your family, don't they love and care for you?" Damion placed his hand on his head and start to play with Chris's hair. He took Chris's hand and with his other one and played with it as well. "You seriously don't know how cute you are."

"My family loves me, but even they've been confused about certain things. I was always changing schools because they wanted to protect me. I was referring to people outside of family, though." After replying to that question, he couldn't help but blush a bit at Damion's following actions.