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Post by Memai on Sept 16, 2010 12:56:46 GMT -5
(( Ever wondered what Will/Chap are up to late at night at the Boys' Dorms? Little episodic posts from DJ and I ♥ ))
The boys' dorm at Bullworth never had a quiet night; there would never ever be such a thing, someone would always be fighting, someone would always be staying up, someone would always be crying in the middle of the night.
But despite all of the rough housing and the yelling that was a regular occurrence, Chaplin could only hear a deafening silence.
The Hawaiian was sitting on his bed, eagerly looking out the window with anticipation. Knees curled up to his chin, eyes always darting to figures that would have resembled Will.
But he never showed.
"Where are you?"
Will hadn't been in his rooms for a few nights now, a thought that honestly terrified Chaplin; while he could understand the head prefect's need to be at his own school grounds, he had been missing from Chaplin's side for longer than the Hawaiian would've liked.
"This sucks!" He pouted, throwing a hapless pillow at the door and staring at it angrily, why can't Will just tell him things?
And then the door opened and the anger subsided. He never understood how Will could ever make it through the fights in the hallways and through the school gates without being detected.
'Maybe some of those rumors are true.'
"Chaplin," a polite, formal greeting from Silverberg, "I see you're well."
"Where were you, brah?"
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Post by UnknownTerritory on Oct 17, 2010 19:24:30 GMT -5
((I want sex. DJ REPLY TO THIS THING.))
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Post by DJKID on Dec 1, 2010 10:05:59 GMT -5
His dark eyes surveyed the scene. Not that there was much to take in, but Will was always quick to voice his disapproval of an unkempt room. He glanced at the pillow on the floor, lying helplessly at his feet, and scooped it up before closing the door.
A strange, shadowy character creeping into Chaplin's room should have earned more looks than it did.
Stepping past Chaplin, the prefect began rearranging the pillows. If he had been more emotional, one might have suspected he was purposefully avoiding eye contact. Of course, this was not the case; he was merely focused on another task right now that required more perception than his speaking companion.
"I truly apologize, Chaplin." It was hard not to wonder if the boy practiced his speech patterns in a mirror every night. "My services have been required more than usual. Although the details would mean little to you, I suspect we've managed to locate the source of the distress. Since the situation needs to be handled by those of a higher authority I-"
He looked at Chaplin finally. All of his words were lost on the poor boy, who stared at him in a daze.
"There was a big fight. I found out why. The professors are handling it. I'm on break."
He took a seat beside the athlete on the bed. Hands folded, posture as rigid as ever.
But deep inside he wanted to Chaplin how much he had missed him...
(( I missed this Will. ))
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Post by Memai on Dec 1, 2010 13:31:02 GMT -5
(( I missed stalker!Will too ;; ))
There was a silence in the room, not an awkward one, but there was one regardless; Will had finished saying what he needed to say, he felt he didn't need to spare anymore words just so that some socially well-adjusted individuals in the room would feel more at ease.
Chaplin just wanted to tell Will that he needed to take a chill pill (even if that was what Will was sort of already doing) and stop being so fucking polite all the time. But seeing as this was Will and not the typical moron in the football team, Chaplin worded his sentiments a little more carefully.
"Brah, I guess... yeah, you're like head prefect right? You're busy and stuff, I know, I know," a crinkle of his nose, followed by an upward twitch of his lips, "But a braddah worries sometimes, y'know?"
Will soon found the jock closer to him than he remembered, with an arm slowly snaking around his waist, "So tell me, brah, did you miss me this whole time or was work kicking you in the ass, again?"
A kiss on his cheeks, but Will still didn't change his stony expression.
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Post by DJKID on Dec 1, 2010 14:01:12 GMT -5
Most teenagers wouldn't complain about having a boyfriend so forward. On the contrary, they would be excited to have so much to brag about around campus.
However, Will was not the average student, and his campus certainly tended to shy from bragging about the usual highschool accomplishments.
Instead of returning any of these affections, he firmly places a hand on Chaplin's chest and pushed him away ever so gently.
"I did regret losing touch with you, yes."
A very roundabout answer from an equally roundabout person. He gave the following silence a moment to settle, no doubt Chaplin was still getting used to the idea of "rejection," and continued, "I understand your concern. Your response is only natural."
For a moment, he actually had to pause and consider his next sentence.
"I am certain I will be able to make more time for visiting you in the future."
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Post by Memai on Dec 4, 2010 16:00:09 GMT -5
Traces of the once smile that was on Chaplin's lips were now gone, instead, he wore a rather disappointed expression on his face. He wasn't even sure how to respond to Will at times, he was just so used to changing subjects the moment a bout of awkward silence came around.
Not that he minded, of course. Despite his rigid posture and his all too polite disposition, Chaplin knew exactly how to get that blushing, whining Will out from his ridiculously barricaded walls. The athlete pressed on with his flirtations, hands slowly finding their way under Will's blazer.
"So you'll make time for me then?" It was barely a whisper, but before Will could even comprehend it, he could feel kisses trailing down his neck and hands racing to loosen the tie and collar.
"'Cause you know, I'm all good for you all day, brah," more kisses, more desperate hands, Will was slowly losing himself, growing tired of the boy's antics. Does it always have to be sex?
"Chaplin..." Will began.
(( sorry for the late crap post ;; I'm going on holiday in about a week for a whole month so I've lost time I normally would spend writing ;;____;; ))
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