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| Because I've got another RP I'm doing with my Bruce. |
| Where they're teenagers in highschool. XD |
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 Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 7:53 pm
Bruce frowned, “i … i um dont actually know… jess calls them aunt and uncle and i… uh… Sortaneverhaveanyoneelseover.” he mumbled. He hadnt had anyone over since.. well okay he didnt want to think about it. “so, um whatever you want really.”
"Okay," he shrugged, electing not to worry himself over it. He tapped his foot to the beat playing through his headphones as he cut the last of the carrots. "All done!" he declared with a flourish, looking incredibly proud of himself for not having screwed up. "What do I win?" he grinned goofily at Bruce.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 8:03 pm
Bruce smiled at him, moving the carrots from the cutting board to the dish and then putting it in the oven. “hmm? dinner?” he offered, though that was already being offered… “Don’t know, what do you want to win?” he asked wiping his hands on his apron and starting to tidy up where tony had been cutting.
"How about..." Tony said slowly, advancing on Bruce. "This?" he asked, wrapping his arms around the other teen's midsection and pulling him in close for his best smouldering kiss. He was a bit caught up to hear the sound of Alex's footsteps in the hall, coming their way.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 8:25 pm
Bruce was caught off guard, but caught on quickly enough. one hand twining into tony’s hair and the other setteling on his cheek. Tongue tracing over tony’s bottom lip. He got caught up, not pulling away until he heard “i thought you said he’s not your boyfriend” come from behind him.
Caught red-handed. Their lips popped apart and Tony put on a stupid grin at the appearance of Bruce's cousin. Well, they had been making out somewhere other than the privacy of Bruce's room, so he guessed it was bound to happen. "Uh hi, so... really cute cousin you have here," he said to Alex, hooking his thumb at the 16-year old beside him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 8:31 pm
Bruce shifted awkwardly from foot to foot. “I… um… alex this is tony… Uh tony… alex, And no he isnt my boyfriend… or maybe he is, we kindof havent talked about it.” he mumbled twiddling his thumbs, “and yes he knows so he isnt just walking into a lions den blind.” he offered noting the skeptical look on her face. “so… um, im making dinner.” he prompted trying to change the subject.
"And I helped!" Tony beamed, going over to the kitchen table and sitting down.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 10:20 am
bruce glanced up at her awkwardly, ignoring the dissaproving look on her face. “yeah, he cut veggies.” he mumbled starting to clean the kitchen again, okay so sometimes he stress cleaned.
Tony kicked his feet back and forth underneath the table, glancing from Alex to Bruce and back to Alex again. There seemed to be some tension going on between them, but Tony was dead-set on being liked by every member of Bruce's family. "Sooo Alex, Bruce was telling me you're like his fashion consultant?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 10:41 am
Bruce tried very hard not to laugh, because tony just jumped right in there doesn’t he. Ignoring everything that was awkward about the situation and pretending it doesn’t exist. “More like my lifesaver.” He added, pulling out plates and cups and silverware and starting to set the table, as Alex went on and on about how Bruce wouldn’t be able to live without her. Which was true, and he certainly wouldn’t be able to go out in public, he had the fashion sense of a blind dog.
Tony nodded and laughed along with Alex's words, throwing in his own commentary, because it was fun to talk about Bruce when Bruce was right there in the room listening to them. "You mean you /don't/ think he's completely precious in that apron?", "We should take him out shopping and play dress-up.", "At least he has good taste in boxers!"
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 10:54 am
Bruce’s face burned, oh god what had he done. he had brought alex home someone to torture him with. ********. “I am right here.” he reminded them, slipping his apron off and putting it back on its hook. He didnt want to have anything on they could poke fun at. He glanced down, alright well so much for that he decided remembering he had put on an old lumpy sweater in fear of strip poker this morning and still had on two pairs of socks. he grumbled a bit, making his way to his room and stripping off the excess layers, and changing his shirt for good measure. Before stalking back out into the other room. Alright that was a bit better… regardless of their quick friendship forged on his inadequacies.
Tony chuckled as Bruce stormed off to change his clothes; this was what he was supposed to do, right? Embarrass him in front of his family? It was like one of the requirements of being a boyfriend and damn was he nailing it. "Sooo maybe he can't dress himself, but you know what he can do? Cook," Tony said just as the kid was coming back into the kitchen. The aroma wafting from the oven was /uhh-mazing/ and oh God he hoped it would be ready soon. "Bruce!" he splayed his front half out over the table, "Puuuh-lease tell me it's almost done??"
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 11:08 am
Bruce pulled out the napkins and folded them, placing them all nicely on the table. “twenty minutes.” he said not even looking up, “everyone should be home about then too.” he said, opening the cupboard and pulling out some rolls which he then put in a bowl and laid on the table along with some butter. He sighed, he had forgotten the salad how silly of him. he pulled out the bag of salad pouring it into the bowl, slicing up a cucumber and adding it. Trying to block out the conversation that filled the kitchen. Just in case they were saying something that might make him sad. cause you never know…
"But I am dyyying...!" Tony exaggerated at the estimate. He swiftly sat up when Bruce set down rolls, nabbing one lickety-split out of the bowl and going for the butter equally fast. It would tide him over.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 11:15 am
“drop it.” Bruce threatened not even glancing up from cutting the cucumber. “or i swear to god, i will not let you eat a bite of that food.” he said gesturing to the oven. “nor will i ever cook for you again.” he said completely serious, pouring the slices of cucumber in with the lettuce and spinach.
"B-b-but!" Tony whimpered, his lower lip trembling. Table manners, not something programmed into Tony's brain. "I'm sooooo hungry!" he turned into a melodramatic mess.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 11:27 am
Bruce laughed, bringing the salad over to the table noting that alex had left which somehow made him slightly relived. Like he had his friend back all to himself. He set the bowl on the table reaching out and grabbing the roll in tony’s hand and placing it back into the bowl. “Patience, get some.” he replied leaning over to kiss tony quickly before taking his hand and dragging him into the living room. “its not so long to wait.”
Tony moped right up until the moment Bruce kissed him, which sent his brain on a different track, away from his stomach. "Well, maybe if you provide ample distraction..." he suggested as they plopped back into the couch next to one another. The more times Bruce kissed him, the more he was finding he liked it and wanted another.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 11:37 am
Bruce smiled, completly missing the point. “sure, lets watch doctor who.” he said reaching out for the remote when david walked in. “hi,” he mumbled frowning, “no you cant have him.” he said before he had even stepped three steps into the house. Bruce left it at that turning his head back to the television.
"Hey, Davie," Tony waved to Bruce's other cousin, draping his arm across Bruce's shoulders.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 11:57 am
Bruce’s frown deepened. Davie it sounded… ugh. Bruce just flicked on the television trying to ignore everything. so what if he was acting like a stupid jealous jerk. there hadn’t ever been one thing in his life that had just been his. Without someone trying to steal it and he wasn’t stupid he knew tony was a person. But that was sort of the problem, Bruce was bad with people. And well everyone else, they were fantastic with them. He wasn’t going to delude himself into thinking that this would last very long. But he just… he had been happy to know that he had a friend and he doubted that would last very long now. He really shouldnt bring people home. His cousins were much better than him and anyone with a brain could see that. Jennifer was ambitious, going somewhere while Bruce… would probably end up in a mental hospital. Alex was pretty, and Bruce couldn’t even pick out an outfit. And David was smart, smarter than Bruce would ever be. He frowned, trying to focus on the episode.
Tony gave watching TV a shot, he really did, but with neither of the cousin's eyes on them, he felt his hand sneak over into Bruce's lap. Movie theatres were only good for two things-- snacks and making out-- and okay, this wasn't a theatre, but same diff really, and it's not like there were any snacks available. His other hand drifted up the teen's jaw and he turned Bruce's head to press their lips together again.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 12:07 pm
Bruce froze when tony’s hand moved into his lap. AAAAAAlright that was not okay. His brain said freaking out a bit. he felt tony’s lips cover his a moment later. it took him a few seconds to unfreeze. Moving tony’s hand to a more appropriate place on his knee and pressing back into the kiss.
"Handsy... warned you..." Tony mumbled against Bruce's lips, squeezing his knee and kissing him deeper.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 12:29 pm
bruce gave an awkward kind of laugh, not quite sure where to put his hands and everything but he decided on just leaving them in the air. the timer went off, loud and echoeing trough the entire house just a moment later. He pulled away, smiling. “Food… youve.. kinda gotta let me go get it out of the oven.”
"Okay, okay," Tony smirked and stood, helping Bruce up. "I wouldn't want /our/ good work to burn," he said, following the other teen into the kitchen.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 12:38 pm
Bruce pulled the food from the oven, setting it and the potholder on the table and then covering it with the glass lid. “okay my aunt and uncle should be home…” the door opened as he was speaking, “right now” he said with a laugh. “come on guys, dinner’s ready.” he yelled out, knowing jennifer would be coming in with her parents.
"Perfect timing!" Tony grinned, sneaking one last kiss in on Bruce's cheek before the others joined them. He sat down in his claimed seat and motioned at Bruce to sit at the chair right beside him, pulling it out from the table a bit with his foot. He smiled at the arrival of the other three newcomers. "Hi, Jenn. Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Bruce's Aunt and Uncle," he said hello, still trying to make his best impression.
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