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FearlessLeader19 · 05-25-2024, 03:11 PM

SPOILER!!: Floraaa! <3

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

SPOILER!!: Fauna!

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Drake did make him feel better even if he didn’t realise it! Ary treasured his friend’s presence, which admittedly, if it hadn’t been there would have made Ary sink further down the rabbit hole of feelings. He knew the importance of letting those that helped in some way when such sentiments were being thought. Ary always had trouble saying exactly what he help - he usually resorted to letting some form of physical language like a pat on the arm - but luckily, he somehow had managed to get his thought out. It usually was that easy with Drake.

While Drake was looking at him all along, Ary was seemingly determined not to gaze back at the other guy. Thankfully the plant-y creatures were interesting in their own right. Not even in the silence that dragged on did he tear his eyes away from the Fwooper. This silence was misinterpreted by him of Drake processing the news and trying to figure out a gentle way of letting him down. That movement of Drake’s hand could have easily been him trying to cover his mouth in shock.

“Uh huh. She’ll be mad at you. I can take her tantrums because I’ve dealt with them all my life. But… this’ll undo all, if not most, of whatever strides you two made over the summer.” Did his friend sense how these realisations were eating away at him? It was horrible having to deal with the stress of it all on a daily basis. “No, but it does, Drake. You’re two of my best friends and if you guys end up falling out…” Ary let the words hang as he stuffed his hands in his trouser pockets and kicked moodily at a small stone in his path. “I liked it better when I didn’t have these sort of feelings.”

His mood was going from bad to worse. It made no sense for him to stick around if he was just going to continue ruining Drake’s afternoon. Ary was already making up his mind to head out to the barns - no, to an unused classroom where he would be more difficult to find - when the other Slytherin spoke again. Ary heard the words but his brain didn’t seem to be catching up. Complicate things? Crush too? “What?”

While Drake didn't consider the fact his silence could have been misconstrued by Aryan as meaning something different, there wasn't much he could have done other to alleviate the brief moment. He was truly so shocked (and pleased) that he had needed a moment to collect himself; to reorganize everything running through his head, before he could offer his reply.

While... it was probably true that Bryony could end up being mad at Drake, and it did occur to him that this could undo the progress they'd made... Drake still failed to see why or how that had to be a weight Aryan felt entirely on his own shoulders. He appreciated the fact that Ary cared about him, and while he couldn't say he was overly pleased at the potential prospect of not getting along with Bryony again... it was something that he would learn to deal with, or something that he and she could work out together directly. "It might make things tense with us but.... I don't think that's your fault, Ar, or something you have to feel a responsibility for. You can't help how you feel. And neither of us are going to be able to focus on anything else either when you're clearly in such distress. You're our best friend too." It was a gentle reminder, and knowing that Ary was as inclined to physically touch as himself, Drake reached out and gave his arm the gentlest of squeezes.

He could certainly understand how it would be easier for Ary if none of the feelings could have been had, period. And yet... Drake couldn't quite find it in himself to apologize for that. "Is there anything I can do to make things easier on you?" Did Ary need more space? More of just... a quiet presence? Drake knew he couldn't fix things 100% for his friend, but if there was anything he COULD do - he was happy to.

His own shyness caused his hand to drop away again when the topic reverted to that of Drake's own feelings, and suddenly he was feeling very warm as he watched the grindylow with increasing interest. It was quiet for a moment, and then it seemed perhaps his words had been too rushed to have been understood because Aryan was asking 'what' which meant he'd have to say it again. Taking a deeep breath, he replied again. "I um... I was just saying... Well... I have a crush on you too." [/QUOTE]

That was fine. At least that misconception was cleared up soon enough. In any case, anyone always deserved however long they required to deal with stunning news. And stunning news had been delivered to Drake.

Because Ary felt responsible for bringing misery to his friends; he knew it was bound to happen when all was revealed. Bry had already been a little resentful of Drake’s importance in his life. It wasn’t something she had told him but he sensed it. And to have all of that progress come crumbling down… the thought stressed him out. Drake’s words offered another perspective on this gloomy situation. “I really can’t help how I feel about you two,’’ Ary confirmed. Maybe someday when all of this blew over, he’d be able let Drake know all the reasons why he liked him. “I hope you both will always be my best friends, regardless of how things work out.” Smiling slightly, he lifted his hand to rest it on Drake’s. “Yes. You can keep hanging out with me.” The endless chatter, the questions everything that made the other Slytherin who he was, Ary just wanted everything to continue being that way.

Ary continued to stare at Drake, all interest in the topiary creatures lost for now. What he was interested in now was the way in which his friend was blushing. And the words coming from his mouth. “Oh.” He fell silent to let that sink in. Just like that, those simple words eased the great weight on him even further. A slow smile crept across his face. Unlike Drake, there was no trace of bashfulness there. Instead of replying, Aryan reached out to slip his hand into Drake’s - the one that had been dropped from his arm earlier.

05-25-2024, 03:11 PM	#10 (permalink)
FearlessLeader19 WWW & Potterdom Mod Newbie Mod Wrackspurt Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: SHIELD's Helicarrier Posts: 214,231 Hogwarts RPG Name: Dhruv Vihaan Khanna Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Aryan Zahid Atreyu-Rehman Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Idris Ace Grunt Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Dynah Aavni Atreyu-Rehman Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Krittika Saanvi Joshi Ravenclaw Sixth Year x12 x12	~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. SPOILER!!: Floraaa! <3 Quote: Originally Posted by Chelliephone SPOILER!!: Fauna! QUOTE=FearlessLeader19;12564242] Drake did make him feel better even if he didn’t realise it! Ary treasured his friend’s presence, which admittedly, if it hadn’t been there would have made Ary sink further down the rabbit hole of feelings. He knew the importance of letting those that helped in some way when such sentiments were being thought. Ary always had trouble saying exactly what he help - he usually resorted to letting some form of physical language like a pat on the arm - but luckily, he somehow had managed to get his thought out. It usually was that easy with Drake. While Drake was looking at him all along, Ary was seemingly determined not to gaze back at the other guy. Thankfully the plant-y creatures were interesting in their own right. Not even in the silence that dragged on did he tear his eyes away from the Fwooper. This silence was misinterpreted by him of Drake processing the news and trying to figure out a gentle way of letting him down. That movement of Drake’s hand could have easily been him trying to cover his mouth in shock. “Uh huh. She’ll be mad at you. I can take her tantrums because I’ve dealt with them all my life. But… this’ll undo all, if not most, of whatever strides you two made over the summer.” Did his friend sense how these realisations were eating away at him? It was horrible having to deal with the stress of it all on a daily basis. “No, but it does, Drake. You’re two of my best friends and if you guys end up falling out…” Ary let the words hang as he stuffed his hands in his trouser pockets and kicked moodily at a small stone in his path. “I liked it better when I didn’t have these sort of feelings.” His mood was going from bad to worse. It made no sense for him to stick around if he was just going to continue ruining Drake’s afternoon. Ary was already making up his mind to head out to the barns - no, to an unused classroom where he would be more difficult to find - when the other Slytherin spoke again. Ary heard the words but his brain didn’t seem to be catching up. Complicate things? Crush too? “What?” While Drake didn't consider the fact his silence could have been misconstrued by Aryan as meaning something different, there wasn't much he could have done other to alleviate the brief moment. He was truly so shocked (and pleased) that he had needed a moment to collect himself; to reorganize everything running through his head, before he could offer his reply. While... it was probably true that Bryony could end up being mad at Drake, and it did occur to him that this could undo the progress they'd made... Drake still failed to see why or how that had to be a weight Aryan felt entirely on his own shoulders. He appreciated the fact that Ary cared about him, and while he couldn't say he was overly pleased at the potential prospect of not getting along with Bryony again... it was something that he would learn to deal with, or something that he and she could work out together directly. "It might make things tense with us but.... I don't think that's your fault, Ar, or something you have to feel a responsibility for. You can't help how you feel. And neither of us are going to be able to focus on anything else either when you're clearly in such distress. You're our best friend too." It was a gentle reminder, and knowing that Ary was as inclined to physically touch as himself, Drake reached out and gave his arm the gentlest of squeezes. He could certainly understand how it would be easier for Ary if none of the feelings could have been had, period. And yet... Drake couldn't quite find it in himself to apologize for that. "Is there anything I can do to make things easier on you?" Did Ary need more space? More of just... a quiet presence? Drake knew he couldn't fix things 100% for his friend, but if there was anything he COULD do - he was happy to. His own shyness caused his hand to drop away again when the topic reverted to that of Drake's own feelings, and suddenly he was feeling very warm as he watched the grindylow with increasing interest. It was quiet for a moment, and then it seemed perhaps his words had been too rushed to have been understood because Aryan was asking 'what' which meant he'd have to say it again. Taking a deeep breath, he replied again. "I um... I was just saying... Well... I have a crush on you too." [/QUOTE] That was fine. At least that misconception was cleared up soon enough. In any case, anyone always deserved however long they required to deal with stunning news. And stunning news had been delivered to Drake. Because Ary felt responsible for bringing misery to his friends; he knew it was bound to happen when all was revealed. Bry had already been a little resentful of Drake’s importance in his life. It wasn’t something she had told him but he sensed it. And to have all of that progress come crumbling down… the thought stressed him out. Drake’s words offered another perspective on this gloomy situation. “I really can’t help how I feel about you two,’’ Ary confirmed. Maybe someday when all of this blew over, he’d be able let Drake know all the reasons why he liked him. “I hope you both will always be my best friends, regardless of how things work out.” Smiling slightly, he lifted his hand to rest it on Drake’s. “Yes. You can keep hanging out with me.” The endless chatter, the questions everything that made the other Slytherin who he was, Ary just wanted everything to continue being that way. Ary continued to stare at Drake, all interest in the topiary creatures lost for now. What he was interested in now was the way in which his friend was blushing. And the words coming from his mouth. “Oh.” He fell silent to let that sink in. Just like that, those simple words eased the great weight on him even further. A slow smile crept across his face. Unlike Drake, there was no trace of bashfulness there. Instead of replying, Aryan reached out to slip his hand into Drake’s - the one that had been dropped from his arm earlier. __________________ 🌺🌺🌺 I fall in love with boys I see on a TV screen. The ones in books who are as perfect as they can be.🌺🌺🌺