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Damian Luv
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The young homosexual man had been looking at his match for the few moments that he stood still but soon enough the two were off again and a large arm dropped around his shoulders, affectionately and possessively he noticed. He lifted his gaze to Jack when he spoke, that huge grin on his face giving away the excitement that was still brewing inside him and Damian had to admit; Jack was giving him more butterflies just by being as gorgeous as he was. Jack squeezed his shoulders gently and Damian felt himself pulled toward him, forcing a sweet pink blush across his face again, glad that the man was talkative because the goth was never the best to continue a conversation with the way he often retreated into silence when he was unsure of what it was that he needed to or wanted to say. 

[color=bc8dbf]“I don’t mind being touched Jack. Just . . . try not to rush me okay?”[/color]

Damian didn’t answer his question at first, instead addressing the issue that which he deemed more prominent in the current situation and it was quite true; Damian was happy to hold hands, cuddle or be held – or do the holding, so long as he wasn’t being rushed into anything too quickly. [color=bc8dbf]“You startled me earlier when you wanted to move in together right away.” [/color]He was trying to explain why he had gotten a little freaked out earlier that day when they walked and he ended up with his hands in front of him, illustrating every phrase he said to accentuate or define, as well as encompass ideas. He wasn’t very good at speaking, much less giving his own thoughts or opinions and had adopted the habit from his father, though the man now refused to believe that Damian was his son now. [color=bc8dbf]“I don’t know anything about you yet. So I wanted to learn before we do something rash and bold.”[/color] He wasn’t a coward, just cautious and timid in certain situations that involved other men. Girls were easy to handle, but the men were always more difficult to figure out as well. 
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Jack was honestly not great at this. He had so much trouble with all of this but luckily he could just pretend that he did know what in the world he was doing. He had his looks and his smile, which people always seemed to think was all he had. They saw a jock and that was all that they wanted to see. Course there was so much more to him to see but he had trouble showing that. There also was the issue that Damien was very good on the eyes. Jack had never been so close to someone who dressed anywhere close to Damien but there was something else to meet the eyes when it came to him. He had amazing blue eyes underneath his hair. Jack definitely had a type and Damien fit the bill to  the t. 

"Alright. I promise I won't rush you or pressure you in anyway. If I am just say it. I promise that I don't want to do that to you." He promised with his silly grin still.  It was easier to do this to women when he was pretending for a friend. "I understand why you were like that. Heck if someone I just met asked me to move in with him, I would slap him in the face. You have been rather kind about that." He joked as they finally left the area. "Alright! Then that brings me back to where do you want to go so we can learn about each other. I feel like heading to the cafe. I could use something to drink right now." He said trying to appear like he knew what he was saying and doing. He had no idea if he was doing either correct but he was trying and that was all that matters.


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Oliver shrugged and grinned sheepishly. He knew that he was just full of surprises. This was one of the big ones and it was he liked gardens. They always managed to calm him down for some reason.He had no idea what the reason was but it didn't matter to him. He smiled as she put the flower into her hair. "It looks amazing on you." He said simply. Oliver had a ton of issues with expressing himself especially around women. He usually ate his feet on a regular basis. When he started talking he looked at her. "Wait. Tell me what it was  you were gonna say." He asked after she started to cough and cover something up. He wanted to learn more about her.

He then just noticed her ears but he again stayed quiet since he did not know what that meant at all and was scared to ask. "Well uhh? I can play the guitar and that's something I like. Honestly I have not had a lot of time to explore what I like to do. It's just my dad and me and it has been for awhile now." He added not caring what he told her. She deserved to know about the real Oliver. "So do you have any family? I mean I never really knew my mother, she died when I was really young." He said sitting down on one of the benches and motioning for her to sit with me. "What else? I am an open book."