I Missed You BxB RP

[That Idiot]

"Ashton, stop." Toby said clearly. "He didn't mean it. Don't forget i grew up with him also. You two need to talk this thro-" Ashton cut him off. "I'm just really sorry." He grumbled under his breath. "Hm?" Toby asked. "If i wouldn't have said anything we'd still be laying on my bed..." he grumbled, going back to the fact that it was his fault. He shook his head and rested his face in his hands, swallowing hard to stop tears. "I..." Ashton was having trouble speaking without his voice cracking. "I think I'm going to go hom now." He mumbled and put the kitten back in his pocket and stood up. Toby said nothing, just looking at the sky.


Ashton went to walk away. "Ashton." Toby spoke, stopping Ash. "Talk to him. " he mumbled. Ashton said nothing but began to walk away again and he turned back around And Toby was just gone, as if he turned into thin air. Ash walked away normally again.


He was walking until something... someone caught his attention. He turned his head to see Alphonse. His first reaction was to be mad but he thought about it and walked over to him and helped him. "I leave you for 20 minutes..." Ashton grumbled and looked at his hands. He wasn't mad, he was hurt but that's what love was.

 

[History Nerd Eli]

Once Ashton saw him, Alphonse thought it was over. He froze like a deer in the headlights; even his tears stopped running. Al scrambled up to a standing position, unsure of what to do, and looked down. "I-I-I went to l-leave b-but I ended up here b-because..." His voice broke. Alphonse was always one to cry easily. "I just— I wanted—" again, Alphonse's voice was cracking, but this time tears streamed down his face.


He looked down to his hands to see harsh imprints of his fingernails and some of the deeper cuts opened, blood dripping down to his shoes. "I just want you to be happy without drugs and alcohol and I just want to make you feel better."


Looking up, frightened and full of worry, Alphonse looked straight into Ashton's eyes. "I'm sorry."


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[That Idiot]

Ashton said nothing. He didn't know what to say. He just looked at his hands. The sight of blood... made him relaxed when it was hinself but made him want to cry when it was on Alphonse. He was silent for a long time, just staring at his hands and it begun to rain. "Do you not realize what you're doing Alphy..." Ashton whispered. He gently kissed his hands where he was bleeding. "You're hurting yourself." He mumbled. "Let's get home and clean this up..." he mumbled once more, the rain mixing in with his tears. He held his hand and put the kitten in his own coat so he wouldn't get wet. Ashton wasnt think about anything else than Alphonse. Ash realized there are going to be somethings he won't be able to tell the other.


Once they were back Ashton took of their coats and put the kitten on the floor. He went to the kitchen to get th first aid kit.


When he was back he sat Alphonse on the couch and cleaned the wounds before putting a bandage on his hands so he wouldn't hurt himself like that unless he took the bandages off.

 

[History Nerd Eli]

Alphonse stared at Ashton's hands bandaging his own. Throughout the whole time he was silent and refused to look up at the other, afraid that his tears would get worse. Once Ashton was done, Alphonse slowly took back his hands. "I was cleaning up the glass in your room... I didn't pay attention to how I was holding the glass. I didn't feel anything," sniffling, he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. Alphonse took off his glasses and tossed them on the floor. No point in wearing these; his tears were coming back.


His wet, black locks stayed plastered to his head, dripping onto him. Al didn't seem to care about anything now; something common after he got into an argument with someone. He closes himself up and doesn't let anyone in, afraid that it would be worse. Ashton sometimes got the satisfaction to get Alphonse to talk, but it was a rare phenomenon.


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[That Idiot]

Ashton stood up and sighed, going into the kitchen. He wasn't going to waste his energy to get Alphonse to speak because he knew Al wouldnt. He sat at the kitchen table and put his face into.his hands and sighed once more. He didn't know what to say or do. Everything was so overwhelming he felt a wave of jusy heat wash over him and he breathed a bit heavily.


Ashton sat up and ran a hand through his hair. At this point he just wanted to go to sleep, not having to be conscious and not feel anything. That's why he did drugs but sleep was just as good at the point. He put his head down on the table and just closed his eyes, drained of energy

 

[History Nerd Eli]

(( I MISSED YOU!!! ))


Alphonse sat there at the couch, afraid to even move. He sat there a moment more, trying not to make the whole situation worse. Al and Ash always had arguments. Sometimes it was over how something should be hung up or maybe the bickered on how an outfit was good or bad. They haven't argued over something like this. The whole situation was new and strange. Al sat there a moment more, trying to gain the courage to talk to Ashton.


He shuffled into the kitchen, but kept his distance. "I-I should probably get h-home. Th-thanks for the b-bandages." Alphonse gave Ashton a weak smile then headed towards the door.


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[That Idiot]

(I MISSED YOU TOO!!!!)


Ashton sighed and mumbled, "Do you really have to go?" He looked over at Alphonse with a pleading look in his sparkling green eyes. He knew if Alphonse left now like this, things would get awkward for a long time after this if they didn't just talk it out right now, right here.


He sat up and didn't take his eyes off of Alphonse. "I-I mean..." Ashfelt embarrassed at a time like this to be asking Alphonse to stay so he just shut up.

 

[History Nerd Eli]

(( GOODNESS GRACIOUS ))


Alphonse blushed slightly, then turned around. He looked into Ashton's eyes. Al really didn't want to leave, he didn't even have to, so Al was glad when Ashton pleaded for him to stay here. A smile didn't make its way on his face, but he was a bit happier. "I'll stay."


Alphonse sat across from Ashton, his bandaged hands on the table. He didn't know what to say, or do. He knew what he wanted to do. Al wanted to pick up Ashton and kiss his cheeks, he wanted to hug the other tightly. He just wanted Ashton in his arms. Alphonse also wanted to be in Ash's arms. Maybe if that happened, they would feel a bit better.


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[That Idiot]

((Apparently Summer here lasts longer than three months))


-Song to capture the moment:



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About a month later Ashton was currently having a little bit of a break down, alone in his bit house. He was in his room, broken things everywhere. He was sitting in the dark, only a little light from outside peaking in from the parts of his window his curtains didn't cover. He was having a hard time being alone most of the time, Jamie was messing with him again, and Peter abandoned him for Jamie. He hadn't hung out with Alphonse in a two weeks. They had talked over the phone often though.


His shaking hands made their way to his phone, knowing Alphonse was probably still at work but Al was all Ash had. He managed to wipe the tears from his puffy red eyes as he sniffled, trying to not cry for just a moment. He went to Alphonse's contact and pressed 'call'. He listened to the ringing and he began to cry again. Even though it had only rang twice he just felt like Alphonse wasn't going to pick up. He didn't know what he would do if Alphy didn't pick up.


He had already cut his left wrist, multiple times, not deep enough to die, just enough to feel the pain on his body that he felt in his head. He was shaking from how hard he was trying to not loose it and bust out crying again.

 

[History Nerd Eli]

(( haha that's all good ))


Alphonse sat in back with Pharaoh on his shoulder, batting his glasses. He was about to tell Judith that he was going to leave early and take Pharaoh with him. Since the cat has been here for ages and not even getting noticed, Alphonse decided to adopt the little guy. No point in leaving Pharaoh here.


Judith came into the back to tell him he could go home. Smiling slightly, Al grabbed his stuff and walked out of the shop. Pharaoh's emerald green collar jingled as he regained his balance on the male's shoulders. The cat then began to mess with his hair and glasses. The cat really did remind him on Ashton. He was a bit unsure but could get fired up pretty easily. Ashton...


The two haven't been around each other for two weeks. Yeah, they talked on the phone at night, whispering little things to each other to get by. Alphonse had been gone for most of the two weeks, visiting schools and trying to figure out what to do. Al missed the other more than anything, especially since they had that terrible argument.


Before Alphonse could think about the argument, which ended with Alphonse shyly spending the night, holding Ashton tightly, his cell phone began to ring. The Game is On from BBC's Sherlock Holmes started playing but Alphonse answered it immediately. "Yes, Ash?" His voice was full of worry and hurt.


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[That Idiot]

Ashton breathed heavily, his eyes glazed over with tears. He was trying to stay calm enough to just talk but it didn't work. He erupted, crying again. "I-I just... I-I don't k-know what to d-do." He put his free hand over his eyes, shaking. "I d-din't know who e-else to call.... There i-is no one else to call. Alphy." Ashton cried. "I-I don't want to d-do this anymore."


He put his back up against his bed, sitting on the floor, his knees to his chest. He cried into the phone, he could barely breathe.

 

[History Nerd Eli]

(( I love how Alphonse was in Britain because I can use all of these cute pet names cx ))


Alphonse started to speed up, making his way to Ashton's house. "Sweetheart," he began. "Listen, I'm on my way to your house. I'm less than five minutes away." He kept his phone on and talked about random things. The sky, the grass, frogs... Everything that would distract Ash.


He fiddled with his keys, trying to find Ashton's house key. He got one recently due to him coming over most of the time. "Alright, love, I'm entering your house. I just put Pharaoh down on the ground, and he's searching for Enook." Alphonse scrambled up the stairs. He opened the bedroom door and quickly made his way to Ash. He gently grabbed the others hands and looked into his eyes.


"Ash, my love, talk to me."


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[That Idiot]

Ashton focused on Alphonse's voice, not really paying attention to what he was saying. He managed to stop crying for a while. He heard his front door open and Alphinse announce he was inside. At that time Ashton hung up the phone and waited for Alphonse to get to his room. He flinched slightly at Alphonse touching him suddenly. Literally no one has touched him in anyway since Alphonse had been over the last time. He had forgotten how great it felt to just feel the other person's body heat and just knowing they're there.


His bottom lip began to quiver a little as he looked straight into Alphonse's eyes, his own eyes began to get watery again. He moved and climbed into Alphonse's lap and buried his face intot he other's shoulder/collarbone area.


He made sure to not get his wrist near Alphonse, not wanting to get blood on his clothes. Ash's sparkling green eyes weren't sparkling anymore and they seemed lifeless and his blonde hair was messy along with his clothes that were soaked with tears. "Everyone h-hates me.." Ashton cried loudly into the other's shoulder. "I don't k-know w-what I did w-wrong..."

 

[History Nerd Eli]

Alphonse held the other tightly, trying to cover as much as Ashton as he could. He didn't say anything, but rubbed Ash's back instead. Alphonse kissed Ashton's head a couple of times as they sat there.


"Oh love... Not everyone hates you. You have Nookie... And me." Alphonse kissed Ashton again. "We still love you. Those people, Peter and Jamie, they don't know what they're thinking." He was holding that this helped.


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[That Idiot]

Ashton cried, struggling to get a breath in. He slowly and steadily stopped crying and moved his face into Alphonse's neck and began breathing normally again. "I love you Alphonse." He mumbled, "I love you so much."


He felt better, like Alphonse had just wiped away all of his fears and his depression. He was so glad Alphonse was here now. Ashton's arms tightened around the other, just looking for comfort.

 

[History Nerd Eli]

Alphonse continued to hold Ashton tightly. "I love you too, Ash." He slowly picked up Ashton and carried him to the bed. Al laid down with Ashton as he held the other close. "I'm here so you don't have to worry."


Alphonse laid there for awhile, playing with the ends of Ashton's half, then slowly got up. He kissed the others cheek and began to clean up the room a bit. He didn't want anyone to get hurt. Especially the cats. Speaking of them, the two slowly made their way into the room and Pharaoh began to paw Ashton's hair.


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[That Idiot]

Ashton sighed calmly, feeling his heart rate go back to normal and he could relax. His bed suddenly felt two times more comfortable than it ever had been. He felt a bit bad, knowing that Alphonse was cleaning his mess but the crying and panicing he had been doing for the last hour had taken a lot out of him.


Ash flinched slightly, seeing Pharaoh jump up next to him and begin playing with his hair. He let the cat play with his hair, Enook jumped up and laid down behind Ash, in the park of his back that was curved slightly.

 

[History Nerd Eli]

Alphonse finished the best he could and made his way back to the bed. Gently moving his cat out of the way, he laid back down and wrapped his arms around Ashton.


Al's heart was still beating quickly. The whole situation passed by quickly and he was worrying about next time. Even though he didn't want there to be a next time, Al knew it was going to happen. This just made his anxiety worse. Alphonse buried his face into Ashton's soft hair and held him tighter. "Talk to me, love. About anything. Just talk."


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[That Idiot]

Ashton sighed a little, feeling warm and comfortable. "Remember when we tried to prank our teacher in 6th grade? " Ash asked smiling a little.


"We ended up with bruises and in detention." He chuckled a little. Ash began to start talking about random things, all happy things, not wanting to talk about anything too serious.

 

[History Nerd Eli]

Alphonse chuckled slightly at the reminder. They tried putting a plastic bucket full of water and ice on top of the door. When they were setting it up, the bucket landed on both of them. It was one of the greatest things they have ever done.


"It was totally worth it. Mr. Spades didn't really know what to do." He chuckled some more, recalling their reactions to getting detention. "Remember when we found that place with the stream and bridge?" That memory was fond to him, and Al wondered if Ashton remembered it.


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[That Idiot]

"How could I forget!" Ashton giggled and kissed Alphonse's nose. "It was where we ended up when we decided to "run away" for a night. The stars seemed almost extra pretty that night." Ashton giggled. They had ran off after getting mad at their parents and brung sleeping bags and pillows and stuff like that and camped out there. No one ever went there except for them.


Ashton smiled a little bit and turned to look straight into Alphonse's eyes. "Let's get drunk." he said randomly and out off the blue.

 

[History Nerd Eli]

(( I'm working on my character. I want him to be REALLY good ))


Alphonse blinked. What? The idea was tempting though... Smiling slightly, Al pressed his lips to Ashton's. He had a feeling that once they got drinking, and if they began to kiss, the whole situation would be heated. Might as well enjoy a passionate one now.


Pulling back, Al slowly sat up. "Alright, where's the liquor and vodka?" He smiled down at the other, obviously wanting to do this. There was no shame in wanting to get happy by drinking their hearts out. Alphonse's smile became bigger as he pulled Ashton to him, a hand on his waist and the other grasping the other's.


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[That Idiot]

(I'm excited for this rp cx I totally forgot, let me begin making my character cx )


Ashton giggled a little and kissed back, rubbing right under his jawline sweetly and softly. He got up with him and grasped his hand. "Under the kitchen sink." Ashton smiled cheerfully.


Ashton began to walk to the kitchen and once they were there he let go of the other's hand and got for bottles. Two with liquor and vodka in them and the other two were beer to chase the other heavy drinks. He made Alphonse hold the vodka and liquor and Ash carried the smaller, lighter bottles of beer. He then began to head back to his room.

 

[History Nerd Eli]

Al went into the room, turned on the light and immediately turned on the radio. Some upbeat song he didn't know blasted through the speakers, but Al danced along anyway. He eventually started singing along to the song. It was always simple for Alphonse to pick up music, instruments, patterns, and to solve the occasional riddle.


Al grabbed a bottle of beer from Ashton after he set the other bottle down and sat on the bed. May he not have a hangover the next morning.


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[That Idiot]

(Do you ever wish you could just hop into the screen and be these characters for a while?"


Ashton giggled a little and watched him, checking him out a bit. "Come sit on the floor with me, doofus." He smiled happily and attempted to


open the bottle of vodka, trying hard but it just wouldn't open.


He found himself lightly singing along to the music as he tried to get the bottle open. It was weird that Ashton never sang because he had a beautiful voice, he got shy when it came to admitting that he had talents.