Mun is 18+
(Indie RP OC blog. Based off Teen Wolf. Multi-Verse.)
For when you are ready to be a little naughty.
“I gotta question for you… since when am I… naughty?"
"I said it was for when you were ready to be a little naughty. And you like me, you are a little naughty Jake.”
“I can seeya as the basketball playing type. When I was growing up, my dad would show me the ropes for baseball. It’s been a long time since I’ve last played ball.” He took another bite from his cake and let out a soft sigh. “I guess so.” Jake reached for his soda, taking back a sip of it and stared down at his plate. The cake was still delicious but he was a little sad that there were only a few bites of it left. “I could dress differently but it’s the most casual thing that I own in my wardrobe aside from pajamas and sweatpants. I usually wear my suits and ties to work and seminars.” So proper.
Jake finished up his cake with a happy sigh. His eyes glanced up at Norman and he smiled back, shaking his head. “No… not really…” he murmured. “What should I do next?”
Norman shook his head at Jake and looked at the boy. “We need to get you casual wear Jake. As good as you look in a suit, we need to get you normal people clothes.” Norman chuckled and finished up his piece of cake and then finished up his drink. He could eat fast at times, not that he normally had too, but he was talking, so he wanted to have time to talk and not have the cake just sit there and get stall.
“What pj’s do you have?” He was curious if Jake had any super hero’s or not, he wanted to make sure before he bought the other anything. “What’s your favorite color?” He was being obvious, but at the same time, it was already the boys birthday, so Jake could probably forget by the time Christmas was here.
Jake pulled back looking a little confused. “What’s… What’s up?” His arms drew back from resting on Norman’s shoulders. Wondering what Norman was thinking about, he suggested, “Wanna talk ‘bout it?”, pretty sure of what the other wanted to say. Probably something along the lines of “this won’t work between us" or "look, you’re nice and all, but… what you’re doing just isn’t for me" sort of deal. Jake bit his lip and pretended that it didn’t bother him from thinking that but his face let it show. “Or… Or I - I could just go… if I’m bothering you…” He rubbed his face a few times, trying to do something than flat out panic. “Just… whatever you wanna do, I’m okay with it. Lemme know whatcha wanna do, ‘kay? I wanna hear you out.” He was rambling again. Great.
Norman just shook his head at the other and said nothing at all. He had nothing to say, well nothing that he knew. Just he wasn’t sure what to do at this moment. Considering everything they went through already, he wasn’t sure how to feel about Jake at this moment. He wasn’t sure if he should let the other in again, or not. Being hurt wasn’t exactly something people can just magically be over, and he was the last person that would recover at an okay speed. He was hurt so much in his passed, opening up to someone a second time….well that person had to be really lucky.
*Norman gave a soft chuckle at Jake and raised a brow.* Showing would be better. *He shrugged a little, smirking at the other. Though he was going to hold Jake to a date, even if they’ve been in bed together, Jake still owed him a date.* What are you going to say about Damian? *Wasn’t like he hide that he had a kid from anyone, just most never knew.*
Hiya Norman,
For some reason this made me think of you while I was out getting things for my father. I think it was because of how you either wear those wifebeaters or sweatervests all the time that made me think that you deserved something different in your wardrobe - it just gave me the excuse to say that red looks really good on you.
Merry Christmas!
Jake
Jake would have been lying if he said that he wasn’t surprised with what Norman did. In reaction to being kissed, his hands rested atop of the older man’s shoulders. Occasionally rubbing Norman’s shoulders gently, Jake pressed into the kiss with a quiet moan. He wasn’t sure what to make of everything at the moment but he had an idea of what he felt towards Norman. It felt a little confusing for him, finding it hard to open up to another person but he wanted to try. Jake pulled back to get a breath of air; shutting his eyes again, he kept himself where he was at and gave the other a soft kiss. He wasn’t going to make an effort to move unless Norman said anything otherwise to him; Jake was going to hold onto whatever this was until the moment there was nothing left.
Norman wasn’t sure what to do at this moment. They weren’t exactly talking and he wasn’t exactly sure what to talk about, seeing as Jake was kind of standing in front of him, with his eyes closed. He knew that if he kissed the boy, it could turn into more then just a kiss, but would that be so bad, if they ended up doing more then just kissing? Though he wasn’t sure if he wanted a repeat of the last time, his ego was still kind of hurt by that. It was probably lame to still be hurt by it, but they were about to have sex and he was turned down. Not much more can be a kick to the ego then turned down, for sex, after being told how good looking you are.
What message are you talking about? *Norman spoke, tilting his head, slightly confused on what Jake was talking about. The only message he was telling Jake, was that he has a kid, and that he liked the other. Pretty sure he wasn’t saying anything else to the other at this time.*
*Norman chuckled and pointed Jake’s phone* Do you ever check that thing, I sent you one just a few hours ago, but I didn’t say it was my son, I just said look at this little devil, the family werewolf. What he said to type. *Norman chuckled and shrugged a little.* Well it wasn’t a big secret, I told you that already.