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I Missed You BxB RP

Music was still playing but it was more in the back round and seemed not as loud. Ashton was still looking straight forward, focusing on Alphonse's voice. He then laughed a little, " Are you telling me I'm not already super sexy?!" Ashton smiled a little but he was trying really hard to distract himself from all the attention his neck was getting, he unintentionally started to squirm around in Alphy's lap.


He finally managed to look down at Alphonse and his eyes met with Alphy's. He listened carefully to what he was talking about, 'why is he telling me this?' he thought as he just simply kept on listening. His eyes widened a little as his tired remark. Ash nodded slowly, "Yeah?" he questioned with a little smirk.
 
"I'm, like, 99% sure I'm hella gay." Alphonse said simply. He was tired of hiding it. Al hid it from his parents, because they were homophobes, and it was hard to tell them anything in the first place. Second, Alphonse felt like he should tell Ashton. They were friends, so he deserved to know. His mind was going crazy though. He just said something he was trying so hard not to face. Not only would his parents freak out if he ever said those words again, but now it was probably obvious to Ashton that he was trying to hit on him.


Alphonse's face became red, and he immediately stopped touching Ashton. To distract himself, Alphonse took off his glasses and began to clean them. Afterwards, he messed with the piercings he got in London, a nervous habit he picked up.


He looked up at Ashton and immediately regretted it. His face only got hotter and his ears caught on fire. "Um..."


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Ashton forced back a smile but it was kind of hard to when he felt so happy.. but relieved at the same time. He sort of just stared at Alphonse for a moment, chewing on his bottom lip, thinking about this. Yeah he was surprised but he had kind of suspected it. Both of them had always been so touchy on each other and once back in 8th grade they had kissed for a dare at some guy's party and it didn't really didn't bother either of them.


Nothing ever was obvious to Ash when it came to these sort of things. Strangely he was sort of sad in a way when Alphy stopped touching him, he like immediately missed it. He had noticed the piercings and he liked them. He noticed how awkward it was finally and cleared his throat, "Um... I like your piercings..." Ashton smiled a little.


He touched one, "When did you get them?"
 
Alphonse jumped at the sudden touch. He forgot to mention them. His fingers twitched when they brushed against Ashton's as well. "I-I-I got them a couple of months after I got to London. I wanted to rebel a bit against my parents d-due to them shipping me there. Th-they hate piercings."


Alphonse tapped his left ear. "I was thinking about getting an industrial bar on this one. It would be silver." His hands slowly made their way to the sides of Ashton's face. He moved the soft strands of hair away from his ears to reveal no piercings. "I had a feeling you wouldn't have any."


Alphonse smiled a little and placed his hands on Ash's waist again. "Ash, would you get any? Or do you not like them?"


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Ashton was a little concerned at Alphonse jumping like that, he made a bit of a concerned face but it wa just so cute that Al was stuttering like thwt and blushing. He also blushed when he felt Alphy's fingers brush against his own which mae him immediately snatch his hand away.


He nodded, understanding that. Their parents were alike in many different ways, just like Ash and Alphy were alike.


"That'd be hot. " Ashton chuckled jokingly but he did really think it would be. He looked down when Alphonse reached out to touch him he blushed, not sure what he was doing.


"Oh.." Ashton laughed a little. "Well.. um..." Ashton visibly got uncomfortable. He avoided eye contact. "I have piercings but theyre just not on my face or ears."
 
H-hot. That'd be hot. Ashton said that to him. Oh dear. Alphonse's face was as red as pepper.


In other places? Where...? "Um, if you don't mind my asking, where... Where are those piercings?" His head was cocked to the right, and he felt a bit uncomfortable for asking. Alphonse grabbed the bottom of Ash's shirt with one hand and played with his hair with the other.


Ludwig rested his head on Ash's thigh and fell asleep again. The whole house was quiet and he felt like Ashton could hear his heart beating.


"Are they, like, on your belly button?"


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Ashton was so embarrassed. After he said that, his cheeks kept getting a darker shade of red. He was afraid that this situation would come up. He was almost too embarrass to tell him, no, ash was too embarrased.


He opened his mouth to say something but no works would come out when Al began to play with his hair and he grabbed the bottom of Ash's shirt. He looked down now, swallowing hard, something he obviously did a lot when he was feeling any emotion strongly.


Ashton couldn't help but this the puppy was just the most adorable thing ever but his.mind was somewhere else right now.


"No." Ashton shook his head. "Before I show you, just know i got these one night at some dude's party and.. things got strange.. really strange " Ashton made a weird face before...


He made Al hold up his shirt slightly and he pulled his pants down just a little to show is hip piercins and he pulled down the collar of his shirt to show his collarbone piercings.


"I never took them out after that night because... well i guess i just kind if liked them..."
 
If it was possible, steam would be coming out of Alphonse's ears. If this was some anime, Alphonse would be having a huge nose bleed. Instead, he was full of lustful thoughts that were hard to contain. He wanted to do things he was ashamed to even think about.


"A-A-A-Ash," he said, his eyes wide and staring for too long at his hip piercings. That was all he could do; stare. Not only were those piercings hypnotizing for some strange ass reason, but the fact that Ashton's pants were pulled down a bit, Alphonse was holding up his shirt, and how he was so close, his name was the only thing that was coming out. This was some weird ass turn on.


Alphonse lifted one hand and poked at a collarbone stud. Not the one he wanted to touch, but it would be worse if Al touched the ones on his hip bones. "I... Uh... I actually l-love them."


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Ashton closed his eyes, another thing he did when he was embarrassed. He didn't want to see Al's facial reaction.


He felt Alphonse's eyes on him which made his cheeks an even darker shade of red. They hadn't noticed it but it was now getting dark outside. Ash managed to gather enough courage to open his eyes and he regretted it soon after. Alphy was staring at his hip piercings! 'Oh god this is so fucking embarrassing. ' ash thought.


He flinched slightly at him touching his collarbones, he was nervous and was scared to know what he was going to say.


Once Al finally spoke, Ashton was relieved, smiling a little, Ashton pulled his pants back up and let go of his shirt. "Good because that was really embarrassing!"Ashtob grumbled and laid his head on his best friends shoulder tiredly now.
 
"H-how was it so crazy, that you got those piercings? Were you off your rocker?" He chuckled.


Without any kind of warning, Alphonse's cold hands slid their way up Ashton's shirt, but not much. His head rested against his friend's, their light and dark hair mingling. "Tired?" His accented voice whispered in the quiet room. "Let's go to bed, alright?"


Alphonse lifted him up as gently as he could, got Ludwig off of the bed, then pulled down the blankets. He put his friend down, then turned off the music and the lights. After all of that, he climbed into the bed himself. To make it all complete, Ludwig laid at their feet once they were settled. Alphonse smiled at Ashton, his face slightly pink. "I just said 'off your rocker'. Fucking slang." He chuckled slightly, unsure on how Ashton would react.


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Ashton laughed a little at what the other male said, that wasnt common slang but Ash knew what it meant. "Um.. sort of.. i don't remember much of that night. " heyawned


Ashton shivered against Alphonse as he felt his cold hands meet with his warm skin. He nodded, tired as hell. Today had been exhausting. "Okay.." Ashton whispered, sleepily.


Once they were both laying down Ashton cuddled into Alphonse and tangked their legs together. Ash snorted slightly, "you're such a fucking dork.." he yawne but sat up. He took off his pants and put the next to the bed before laying back down again in his blue and black boxers.
 
"Being in a foreign country for a couple of years changes your vocabulary. When I stubbed my toe on a table when I got back, I yelled bollocks." Alphonse smiled to himself.


Remembering that he had a lot of clothes on, he sat up and undressed to his boxers. He then laid back down and smiled, enjoying Ashton close to him.


He then remembered 8th grade. The party. And the kiss.


"R-remember in 8th grade at that guys party...?"


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Ashton giggled a little and stretched his arms a little in the bed


It was too dark in Ash's room for him to see what Alphy was doing so he just laid there in bed quietly. He smiled when the older male laid back down again and he cuddled to him, realizing that Alph wasn't wearing a shirt or pants now, he didn't realize it until he did it, he pushed himself closer to the other.


"Yeah." Ashton chuckled a little, "that party was fun." His eyes were open and he was just kind of laying there.
 
"I'm not sure, but why the hell did we agree to do that one thing?" He yawned.


He remembered the situation clearly. One of the guys, Tobias, decided to dare Alphonse to kiss Ashton as they played truth or dare. Hesitant at first, Alphonse tried to convince them to do something else, due to him not having a first kiss, but then he gave in. He remembered how soft Ashton's lips were, and how Alphonse held onto Ash's shirt the whole time.


"I mean," Alphonse began. "We didn't have to do it."


He was trying to figure out how Ashton thought when it came to it. Since he came into Ashton's room, he couldn't stop thinking about the whole situation.


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Ashton was a little confused by the question, "What? " he asked, confused.


He also remembered that night. Ashton had been minding his owm business, on his phone, not really doing anything. When he heard the dare he looked up. Ash was suprised when Alphy actually did it though, he had wanted to kiss him. He hadn't closed his eyes, they were wide open and he held his breath, that night they had both had their first kiss.


Ashton shrugged, seeming careless. "Well..." Ashton started.


"I wanted to do it. I just figured if my first kiss had to be with anybody in the world at that moment, I'd want it to be you."
 
Alphonse became warm all over and his face was a bright red. He said that so carelessly! Unable to think of a good response, Alphonse stuttered for a couple of moments. "Y-you berk!" More British slang. Alphonse basically called Ashton an idiot.


"I-I'm going to sleep!" Alphonse, all flustered, took off his glasses and turned in the bed. He kept his legs tangled with Ashton's and remained close, but he was too embarrassed and flustered to face him.


(( wanna do a time skip? ))


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(( yeah, sure ))


Ashton giggled a little, even in the comeplete dark Alph's blush was able to be seen it was so bright. He didn't really know what that term meant but he just guessed it had something to do with being an idiot.


It was so cute to see the older male flustered like this but Ashton didn't say anything and just laid there in bed with Alphonse, silent. He closed his eyes, "goodnight then" he mumbled and immediately started to doze off.
 
Alphonse awoke to a wet nose poking at his face. 'For the love of all things holy, Ludwig, if you have to go to the bathroom one more time...'


Throughout the night, Alphonse had to wake up and take Ludwig outside to go to the bathroom. At one point he went to his house to get dog food for him so he wouldn't starve in the morning.


Alphonse opened his eyes to see the sun shining through the windows and his phone telling him it wasn't too early in the morning. Turning his attention to the German shepherd, Al realized that the dog didn't need to go to the bathroom, he just wanted to play. Sighing, he laid back down, put on his glasses and looked at Ashton to see if he was awake.


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Ashton woke up once during the night and it was when Alphonse had gone to go get his dog some food. He hadnt felt the warmth next to him and he woke uo dut to that. He hadn't thought anything of the two leaving for a moment, he knew they'd be back so he decided to just go back to sleep and that was exactly what he did.


In the morning when Alphonse woke up Ashton was still asleep, curled up and sleeing peacefully... until Ludwig jumped on him.


Ashton shot up looking confused until he remebered that Al had a dog again. He sighed and rubbed his eyes, "morning, dip shit" Ashyon groaned while rubbing his eyes. He wasnt exactly a morning person.


Ash's hair was all messy and his shirt was hanging off of one shoulder as Ash got up and went to the bathroom to take a piss.
 
Alphonse sighed and held Ludwig in his lap. "And good morning to you, sunshine." He quietly snapped. He then got out of the bed and made his way to the kitchen in only his boxers and jeans, not caring about putting on his shirt. 'Too much effort,' he thought.


His black, wavy-ish hair was messy and his glasses were smudged from being carelessly put on. His jeans, now rumpled from being tossed into the floor, where hanging loosely on Alphonse's hips since the belt was taken out. He didn't care though. The only thought in Alphonse's mind was to get into the kitchen so he could eat.


Once there, Alphonse released a squirming Ludwig then went on a search for food.


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Ashton chuckled a bit at Al's response. He pissed and flushed the toilet and washed his hands before he washed his face and brushed his teeth. He then walked out, wearing only a shirt and boxers and went to the kitchen where he expected Al to be.


He went up behind the taller guy and jumped on his back, wrapping his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist.
 
"Dammit, Ashton!" He yelled as he almost completely lost his balance. Once he regained it, Alphonse got composed again and held onto Ashton's legs.


"Are you off your rocker? Don't be such a prat!" Sighing he toned down his voice. "Sorry. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night and you surprised me."


Shaking his head, Alphonse carried Ashton to the pantry and looked around. "So, what do you want to eat? I can make almost anything. Except scrambled eggs. I cannot make those. They are beyond my skill level."


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Ashton didn't say anything, he just giggled, holding himself up on the other's back.


Ashton snuggled his face into Alphonse's neck and pressed his lips to it before pulling away. "I don't like scrambled eggs anyways" Ashton laughed and it was true. Al's mother would make them breakfast in the morning when Ash spent the night ovee there and Ashton had to keep reminding her that he didn't like scrambled eggs.


"You don't have to cook anything..." Ashton mumbled, pressing his lips to his neck again. He was still kind of tired and wasn't thinking, he was just doing.
 
As the first kiss landed on his neck, Alphonse's breath hitched, and he blushed. Once the second one was placed, he couldn't help but sigh softly and close his eyes. It surprised him to think it, but he wanted more. He wanted Ashton to touch him more with his lips; and Alphonse wanted to do the same.


Alphonse went to the nearest counter to set Ashton down. To silently encourage more, he kept Ashton's face near his neck. "I always cook when I'm here," his accented voice rumbled.


He wanted more, just like all of those other nights when they got touchy. When they held hands or cuddled or sat close. It was after 8th grade when Alphonse realized just how much he wanted Ashton, but he didn't want to endanger their perfect friendship. He could get by on random hugs that lasted longer and on hand holding that only seemed to happen when Alphonse was uncomfortable. The only thing that was holding him back now from voicing his thoughts was the fact that he was gone for a couple of years, so he felt like he didn't deserve to be this close to Ashton.


Whenever he allowed himself to think about their reunion, it ended up with Ashton yelling at him and Alphonse yelling back to try and make him understand. Not once was there ever a happy ending. Alphonse liked reality to factor into his solutions, so they never seemed happy. Ever since yesterday when he ran into Ashton, Alphonse was just waiting for him to explode.


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Ashton smiled a little at the sigh that cane from the other's mouth. He wanted to hear more. He pouted slightly when he was set down. He was only wearing his black t shirt and his boxers.


He was a little surprised at this sort of 'hint'. His eyes widened a little and instead of hissing his neck he simply pressed his forehead into his neck, breathing on his chest.


"Um... Alphy... I think I should probably tell you something...." Ashton was obviously nervous, he was going to tellhim about his scars because he didn't want Alphonse to find out on his own but then suddenly someone rang the doorbell. Ashton sighed and hopped off the counter to go see who was there.


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