will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

…s-sorry? d. don’t be sorry… *he smiles weakly* th-that’s very kind of you though… i don’t… know what kind of a boyfriend i’d be, t-to be honest. *he glances around before leaning closer, whispering*

i’m a virgin. and i’ve never kissed a girl. t-the closest i had was what you gave me under the mistletoe. *he leans away, face purple* i’m not… confident or loud or smart or sassy or anything like that… no girl wants a-a guy like me like that. w-which is fine, you know?

Her face had looked sad throughout his explanation, leaning in closer to him to whisper back, “For what it’s worth, I think you’d make good boyfriend material from what I’ve learned of you. You’re really sweet and caring. Just need a little confidence is all, which is fine. You’re you and nothing short of a wonderful person.”

She smiled at him. “To tell you the truth..I’ve never kissed a boy either.” She left out the virgin part, not wanting him to know her horrible past. “But I’m sure the day we find the people we like, it’ll be amazing.”

*he had turned the color of grape when she told him those things. him, a good boyfriend? it seemed… strange, being told that. especially by the woman who he felt so much for but it was silly wasn’t it? too fast. too soon. too, too fast. and she had so many friends. what did he have to offer? he had no powers. he wasn’t a genius. he was just a painter. that was it. she deserved a millionaire*

…y-yeah… it’ll be… i hope so…

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

godthatwasawkward. *he said in one breath as he looked over the menu, useless now since he had just ordered something hot. what, tea? chocolate? coffee? he drank all three so it wouldn’t matter…* t-the way she was looking at me…

“She was completely digging you,” she replied cheekily, using a lame expression to hide the awkward way she sounded. “But if you don’t like her then as long as you just don’t look at her, she might get the hint.”

Though she wondered if in a shy way he was attracted to her. First Roxanne and now the waitress. “I seem to keep wanting to set you up with a girl for some reason. I’m sorry.” And she truly was as she bit her bottom lip.

…s-sorry? d. don’t be sorry… *he smiles weakly* th-that’s very kind of you though… i don’t… know what kind of a boyfriend i’d be, t-to be honest. *he glances around before leaning closer, whispering*

i’m a virgin. and i’ve never kissed a girl. t-the closest i had was what you gave me under the mistletoe. *he leans away, face purple* i’m not… confident or loud or smart or sassy or anything like that… no girl wants a-a guy like me like that. w-which is fine, you know?

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

*he looked up at the pretty blonde woman and his hands, which had been reaching for the menu, froze. oh god. pretty woman. very pretty woman. looking at him like that. his face turns purple and he slowly tries to answer* …s-som… something h-hot p… please…?

She notes it down and turns to Katelynn, her expression slightly bored. “And for you miss?”

“Hot chocolate,” she replies, having read over the menu. She had been trying to ignore the flirting, feeling a bit uncomfortable with it.

The woman walks away to complete their order as Katelynn glances over at Jack. “She seemed to like you..”

godthatwasawkward. *he said in one breath as he looked over the menu, useless now since he had just ordered something hot. what, tea? chocolate? coffee? he drank all three so it wouldn’t matter…* t-the way she was looking at me…

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

*he wrapped Roxy’s leash down around his jeans leg so she wouldn’t hurry away, and thankfully she plopped her butt down on the ground and snuffed against the glass, peering at the world outside as he got comfortable*

w-what luck…! *oh god people inside the store. all looking at me. they’re looking at me. no. no. they’re not. focus. focus on katelynn. this is fun.* th-thank you again.

Sitting next to him, she folded her arms in front of her and leaned towards the glass a bit, enjoying the view. The sky was beginning to darken with clouds and she guessed it might snow soon. “It’s no problem. I would have just made you a cake but I can’t cook.” She giggled nervously, completely embarrassed. “I once tried to make tea and I must have forgotten the water on the stove cause I was reading and the pan ended up burning.” She sighed at the memory. “I’m sure my cake would have been a brick or something.”

The server came over with their cake and set down the candles. “Can I get you two anything to drink?” Though her eyes were mostly on Jack, a flirty look on her face.

*he looked up at the pretty blonde woman and his hands, which had been reaching for the menu, froze. oh god. pretty woman. very pretty woman. looking at him like that. his face turns purple and he slowly tries to answer* …s-som… something h-hot p… please…?

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

*they came to a stop outside and he peered in side. it seemed nice enough, certainly bright… he smiles, and looks at her* i-it looks wonderful! …oh! oh uh… roxy… d-do they let dogs in or… *looks around outside for a place to tie her up. good thing he had put a little purple jumper on her before inside the apartment…*

“I’ve never really asked..” She mused, peering inside. “Um, excuse me, we’re here to order but we have a cute little dog. Is it okay?”

The young woman at the counter walked closer so she wasn’t shouting at her from across the room. “Sure. As long as they’re leashed.”

“Okay, thank you!” She looked back over at Jack, smiling encouragingly. “It’s okay. Come on, let’s go.” She hooked her arm through his and gently tugged him inside the store so they could order.

“Hello,” She greeted the same woman. “It’s my friend’s birthday so I’m wondering if you have some delicious pieces of chocolate cake and some candles to go with it?”

“Oh!” the pretty blonde woman exclaimed, averting her eyes from the handsome alien who reminded her of Hero Megamind. “S-Sure. Let me get that for you.” She walked away to work while Katelynn looked around for a seat for them. All the window seats were luckily pretty bare, giving them plenty of sitting room.

“Looks like we have the front to ourselves,” she replied, looking up at Jack and smiling.

*he wrapped Roxy’s leash down around his jeans leg so she wouldn’t hurry away, and thankfully she plopped her butt down on the ground and snuffed against the glass, peering at the world outside as he got comfortable*

w-what luck…! *oh god people inside the store. all looking at me. they’re looking at me. no. no. they’re not. focus. focus on katelynn. this is fun.* th-thank you again.

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

*and he’s walking grape. jack sucks on his bottom lip as Roxy is quite content to be carried by her daddy, at least until she spots a german shepherd across the road. she begins to bark, loudly, and jumps out of his arms and if it weren’t for the leash she would have run out at the dog. much like a little dog, picking fights beyond their league* 

r-roxy! n-no, bad girl! n-no…! *he gently tugs, pulling her away even if the shepherd across the road barely notices*

He hadn’t denied it so she figured she was right. She became lost in thought, wondering what their first meeting would be like and how well they’d get along. She imagined Roxanne, from what she had seen from the news report, fit quite well at Jack’s side and would probably help him out of his shell.

“Oh look, there’s the little cafe,” she remarked, her train of thought breaking.

*they came to a stop outside and he peered in side. it seemed nice enough, certainly bright… he smiles, and looks at her* i-it looks wonderful! …oh! oh uh… roxy… d-do they let dogs in or… *looks around outside for a place to tie her up. good thing he had put a little purple jumper on her before inside the apartment…*

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

*intentional? no of course not. he held the pug closer to his chest, her little body giving off a whole lot of heat he needed since he was fairly slender* h-hah. a coincidence, really… *not that he’d admit to naming a dog after a pretty woman on the news, of course not!*

“Really?” She looked over her shoulder and quirked an eyebrow, deciding to tease him a bit. “Or maybe you have a crush on her and thought naming your dog after her was a sort of tribute?”

*and he’s walking grape. jack sucks on his bottom lip as Roxy is quite content to be carried by her daddy, at least until she spots a german shepherd across the road. she begins to bark, loudly, and jumps out of his arms and if it weren’t for the leash she would have run out at the dog. much like a little dog, picking fights beyond their league* 

r-roxy! n-no, bad girl! n-no…! *he gently tugs, pulling her away even if the shepherd across the road barely notices*

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

sorry i’m sorry, so so sorry…! *he finally untangles his leg and easily returns the gesture to her, this time scooping the black pug into his arms, turning her so she’s facing him in his arms* R-Roxy that was very naughty, you don’t d-do that okay?

*the little dog only licks his face*

She giggles and walks closer to them to pet Roxy, offering her a treat. The blush was still slightly decorating her cheeks. “You’re such a cutie. I wish I could have a dog.”

Looking up at Jack she tried to reassure him it was okay with a look and continued walking, this time watching out for patches. “She seems as mischievous as the reporter I saw, who happens to be named Roxanne. Wondering if that was sort of intentional.”

*intentional? no of course not. he held the pug closer to his chest, her little body giving off a whole lot of heat he needed since he was fairly slender* h-hah. a coincidence, really… *not that he’d admit to naming a dog after a pretty woman on the news, of course not!*

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

well thats not good you need to be more careful for yourself… *he was a bit of a clutz himself at times but thankfully he had never tripped over himself in the snow. that would be.. super embarrassing*

okay, yes, lets—AH! *oh my. he tried to walk, only his leg was tangled in the dog leash and katelynns leg and the blue man almost ends up falling on top of her but grabs against a near by wall to stop himself; face now well and truly purple like a grape* sorry! sorry! oh god sorry, roxy! roxy y-you bad…!

*and now the game of untying the dog leash begins*

She squeaked a bit, now noticing how close he was to her and blushing. No man who wasn’t her father had ever been this close to her since she was a teenager and the blood drained from her face only slightly. He isn’t like that. Stop thinking like that!

She tries to wiggle her legs free out of the leash, trying to be gentle as well so she wouldn’t tug the collar and choke Roxy. “I-It’s fine!”

sorry i’m sorry, so so sorry…! *he finally untangles his leg and easily returns the gesture to her, this time scooping the black pug into his arms, turning her so she’s facing him in his arms* R-Roxy that was very naughty, you don’t d-do that okay?

*the little dog only licks his face*

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

roxy look what you did…! *he goes to katelynn, gently taking her arm to help steady her and maybe draw her a little closer to him but hey she almost fell over, smiling with some concern* a-are you all right?

*roxy, obvious to the trouble, sniffs at the ice before she begins to trot around katelynn’s legs, and then jack’s, getting her leash wrapped around them*

Reaching down to rub at where it hurt, Katelynn smiled. “I’m fine. It’s okay, it isn’t her fault. I wasn’t watching where I was going. I tend to be a klutz around wintertime anyway. I’ve fallen plenty of times back home in Washington.”

She blushed, realizing how lame that made her sound, not even noticing their close proximity. She was too busy being embarrassed. “We should continue on to the cafe before all the good chocolate cake is gone.”

well thats not good you need to be more careful for yourself… *he was a bit of a clutz himself at times but thankfully he had never tripped over himself in the snow. that would be.. super embarrassing*

okay, yes, lets–AH! *oh my. he tried to walk, only his leg was tangled in the dog leash and katelynns leg and the blue man almost ends up falling on top of her but grabs against a near by wall to stop himself; face now well and truly purple like a grape* sorry! sorry! oh god sorry, roxy! roxy y-you bad…!

*and now the game of untying the dog leash begins*