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[meraki]

Originally Posted by mythical myik

Arron shrugged it off, sighing as he stumbled as Oliver pulled him. "It's because you're so cute, I can't help it." He said.

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Oliver frowned and dropped Arron's hand after a moment, the red returning to his pale face. "I am not cute, Arron," he replied defiantly, but simply saying the word out loud was proving to be rather hard when he was trying to seem annoyed. But instead he sighed and shrugged to himself. "It's so.. odd. Talking normally, I mean. You actually are the only person besides my father who calls me by my name, and not some utterly ridiculous courtesy title." Oliver said, looking at Arron in consideration. "Now, how much further must we walk, really?" He asked with a sigh, a brow raised as he awaited a response.

[judas]

Originally Posted by meraki

Oliver frowned and dropped Arron's hand after a moment, the red returning to his pale face. "I am not cute, Arron," he replied defiantly, but simply saying the word out loud was proving to be rather hard when he was trying to seem annoyed. But instead he sighed and shrugged to himself. "It's so.. odd. Talking normally, I mean. You actually are the only person besides my father who calls me by my name, and not some utterly ridiculous courtesy title." Oliver said, looking at Arron in consideration. "Now, how much further must we walk, really?" He asked with a sigh, a brow raised as he awaited a response.

Arron mumbled to himself, disapointed with what Oliver's reaction was. He trotted along, glancing over at Oliver from time to time until the man spoke again. His green eyes flicked back to Oliver's face. "Taking normally, eh?" He said, contiuning to listen to Oliver. Shoving his hands in his pockets. "I don't know, I've always taked like this. Formal names are kind of.. boring." He replied, letting out a small laugh. "Not that far, just turn this corner and we'll be there."

[meraki]

Originally Posted by mythical myik

Arron mumbled to himself, disapointed with what Oliver's reaction was. He trotted along, glancing over at Oliver from time to time until the man spoke again. His green eyes flicked back to Oliver's face. "Taking normally, eh?" He said, contiuning to listen to Oliver. Shoving his hands in his pockets. "I don't know, I've always taked like this. Formal names are kind of.. boring." He replied, letting out a small laugh. "Not that far, just turn this corner and we'll be there."

Oliver glanced over at the sound of Arron's voice, and he shrugged his shoulders. "It's nice though, I absolutely hate to be called 'Lord' or whatever it is I'm known as. Just "Oliver" is plenty fine with me, honestly." He said with a slight smile. "It's rather fun, too, not having to worry all that much about proper titles or correct grammar or any of that." Oliver added with a laugh. "That sounds ridiculous, doesn't it," the dark haired boy shrugged. He looked up again, and nodded. "How long have you lived out here?" Oliver inquired as they neared the house.

[judas]

Originally Posted by meraki

Oliver glanced over at the sound of Arron's voice, and he shrugged his shoulders. "It's nice though, I absolutely hate to be called 'Lord' or whatever it is I'm known as. Just "Oliver" is plenty fine with me, honestly." He said with a slight smile. "It's rather fun, too, not having to worry all that much about proper titles or correct grammar or any of that." Oliver added with a laugh. "That sounds ridiculous, doesn't it," the dark haired boy shrugged. He looked up again, and nodded. "How long have you lived out here?" Oliver inquired as they neared the house.

Arron just continued as normal, which was odd for him at least. He'd always somewhat wanted to be called some fancy title. Perhaps a nickname of his own. But nope, he was just 'hey you' or Arron. Although he'd always thought nicknames were cute in a way. The fact that he'd never gained one left him with a small hint of disapointment. He let out a short sigh under his breathe. "Thats.." he paused, unsure of what to say. "Unproffessional." He joked, green eyes lighting up. He grabbed Oliver's hand and pulled him to the door. "Since I was like, 15? I moved out when my dad got me a job working for him."

[meraki]

Originally Posted by mythical myik

Arron just continued as normal, which was odd for him at least. He'd always somewhat wanted to be called some fancy title. Perhaps a nickname of his own. But nope, he was just 'hey you' or Arron. Although he'd always thought nicknames were cute in a way. The fact that he'd never gained one left him with a small hint of disapointment. He let out a short sigh under his breathe. "Thats.." he paused, unsure of what to say. "Unproffessional." He joked, green eyes lighting up. He grabbed Oliver's hand and pulled him to the door. "Since I was like, 15? I moved out when my dad got me a job working for him."

Oliver sighed, thinking in a bit of a daze. He looked over with an amused look when Arron spoke, earning an eyeroll from the dark haired boy. “You’re one to talk,” he replied but smiled slightly. His light eyes widened at Arron’s statement, rather surprised. “You have lived on your own for what, two/three years? I couldn’t imagine that if I tried,” he said admittedly with an embarrased laugh, his face reddening when Arron took his hand, and he walked in.

[judas]

Originally Posted by meraki

Oliver sighed, thinking in a bit of a daze. He looked over with an amused look when Arron spoke, earning an eyeroll from the dark haired boy. “You’re one to talk,” he replied but smiled slightly. His light eyes widened at Arron’s statement, rather surprised. “You have lived on your own for what, two/three years? I couldn’t imagine that if I tried,” he said admittedly with an embarrased laugh, his face reddening when Arron took his hand, and he walked in.

Arron walked into his home which was honestly pretty small. The set up simular to a studio apartment in some sense. He felt a small hint of embarrassment at the size. He tilted his head downwards as Arron pointed to a dinning table not to far from them. "Sorry if it's a bit dark, let me get some lights." He said, letting go of Oliver before heading over to a large dresser. Arron carefully lit a match, walking over to the oil lamps mounted on the walls and lighting them. Shaking the match out he slid it back into the box and threw it back on the dresser. "That's a bit better, so," the taller man said, pulling on a chair and sitting down. "Not to bad for two people to build in a few weeks right?" He joked. Hoping Oliver wasn't too disgusted with the place.

[meraki]

Originally Posted by mythical myik

Arron walked into his home which was honestly pretty small. The set up simular to a studio apartment in some sense. He felt a small hint of embarrassment at the size. He tilted his head downwards as Arron pointed to a dinning table not to far from them. "Sorry if it's a bit dark, let me get some lights." He said, letting go of Oliver before heading over to a large dresser. Arron carefully lit a match, walking over to the oil lamps mounted on the walls and lighting them. Shaking the match out he slid it back into the box and threw it back on the dresser. "That's a bit better, so," the taller man said, pulling on a chair and sitting down. "Not to bad for two people to build in a few weeks right?" He joked. Hoping Oliver wasn't too disgusted with the place.

Oliver looked around with a somewhat astonished look on his pale face, looking from the floor to the walls to the ceiling in amazement. He nodded silently to Arron as he lit the oil lamps and had to shake his head to clear it. The light from the lamps brightened the house so he could see it more clearly, and Oliver was even more surprised. In his seventeen years of life, he’d never really thought about the effort it took to make things such as houses. That wasn’t really a thought that crossed his mind. “It’s amazing, Arron,” he said, still standing as he looked around with wide eyes. Oliver shook his head once more before walking over to the table and sitting down in a chair and shook his head. “Not too bad at all,” Oliver said with a short laugh. “Did yourself and your father build this?” He asked, looking over at the taller man.

[judas]

Originally Posted by meraki

Oliver looked around with a somewhat astonished look on his pale face, looking from the floor to the walls to the ceiling in amazement. He nodded silently to Arron as he lit the oil lamps and had to shake his head to clear it. The light from the lamps brightened the house so he could see it more clearly, and Oliver was even more surprised. In his seventeen years of life, he’d never really thought about the effort it took to make things such as houses. That wasn’t really a thought that crossed his mind. “It’s amazing, Arron,” he said, still standing as he looked around with wide eyes. Oliver shook his head once more before walking over to the table and sitting down in a chair and shook his head. “Not too bad at all,” Oliver said with a short laugh. “Did yourself and your father build this?” He asked, looking over at the taller man.

Arron's eyes lit up as Oliver complimented his home if you could call it that. The work showed, although the best ever. He hardly spent anytime here anyway. The old cracks the floorboards and the ruff wood seemed as if the house had been standing for many years. "Yeah, it's not the best since it's a little rushed but she's still standing strong so I guess I did something right." He laughed, attempting to hide his insecurities about the place. He turned to Oliver and pulled down a chair. Sitting in it, rushing a bit. "So! What's the game plan?"

[meraki]

Originally Posted by mythical myik

Arron's eyes lit up as Oliver complimented his home if you could call it that. The work showed, although the best ever. He hardly spent anytime here anyway. The old cracks the floorboards and the ruff wood seemed as if the house had been standing for many years. "Yeah, it's not the best since it's a little rushed but she's still standing strong so I guess I did something right." He laughed, attempting to hide his insecurities about the place. He turned to Oliver and pulled down a chair. Sitting in it, rushing a bit. "So! What's the game plan?"

Oliver smiled at the other's enthusiasm, though smiled as he looked around the room from his seated position. "It's really nice, hardly looks rushed at all." The ebony haired boy said with a content sigh, tired from all the walking and grateful to sit finally. When the taller man asked about the plan, Oliver looked at him blankly. "Well, you wanted to go to a ball, right? Do you have any, I don't know, formal wear?" Ollie inquired, looking at Arron inquisitively as he awaited the light eyed male's response.

[judas]

Originally Posted by meraki

Oliver smiled at the other's enthusiasm, though smiled as he looked around the room from his seated position. "It's really nice, hardly looks rushed at all." The ebony haired boy said with a content sigh, tired from all the walking and grateful to sit finally. When the taller man asked about the plan, Oliver looked at him blankly. "Well, you wanted to go to a ball, right? Do you have any, I don't know, formal wear?" Ollie inquired, looking at Arron inquisitively as he awaited the light eyed male's response.

Arron paused for a moment, tapping his fingers on the table for a moment. "Uh, I think so?" He said, getting up and walking toward a rather small closet. Arron opened the door and shuffled through it. Finding a suit his father and mother bought him. Still clean and untouched. Arron had never actually had a reason to wear it. He pulled it out, folding it across his arm as he searched for more. "I have this," He said, pulling back more clothes. "I don't think-" He paused, eyes lighting up as he remembered the blue and black dress he'd kept under his bed. It was left by a former date that didn't exactly end well. Arron had kept it to dress up and dance around in. He'd chosen to hide it incase any other company wanted to question him about it. Arron put the suit down on the table, running over and pulling out a rather large box and lifting the lid. He carefully grabbed the dress and held it up, spinning to Oliver. "This! I dress up in it sometimes so it might be a little big but it should work!" he said, spinning around. "You'll be a cute little princess and I'll be your prince!"