How? (BxB)

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    Wynter glanced across the room at his friends, taking a last look at them before slipping out of the lunch room door unnoticed. The blond headed boy sighed, tears slipping from icy blue eyes. He began to run. He ran through the school until he was out of the front doors. He stopped outside and looked up at the bright blue sky. The male pulled up his hood and began to walk home like he normally would. He let his mind run over the weeks events. How a new kid had come to school. How that new kid so easily became his and his groups friend. How everyone in his group stopped caring about him, giving the new kid every ounce of their attention. He remembered how he began to feel like a total outcast in his own group of friends. He remembered he could just walk away while they were all talking and laughing, and not a single person would notice. The tears began to fall faster, making his eyes turn puffy and red. Wynter picked up the pace a bit, desperately wanting to get home. He didn't want to bring too much attention to himself, which was why he made sure not to run.


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    Ic: Gabriel looked up, just in time to see the receding form of Wynter. The brown haired young man had noticed the cute blonde and taken a sort of secret interest in him. He had not had much contact with Wynter however because he could not think of what to say. He found himself wanting to go see where the blonde was going, and so he rose. As he was walking away a few people asked the lean man where he was going, to which he said he was going to get something from his locker. Gabriel could tell that his abrupt depart had disturbed them, but at that moment he was far more interesting in find out where Wynter was heading. Gabriel only escaped the lunchroom when the door to the school slammed, which he guessed had happened due to Wynter running away. So he easily picked up his pace to a run, which was not a sprint but faster then jogging. When he reached the fresh aired out door he thought he could see a figure with its hood pulled up that he guessed might be whom he sought. So Gabriel called out to him, raising his voice as loud as he could. "Hey! Wynter?!"

    The hooded figure stopped in his tracks at hearing his name being called. The voice wasn't all too familiar, so he could only guess that it was that new guy. What that guy came after him for was beyond him. He couldn't think of any reason as to why He would chase him. With a shaky sigh, the blonde lowered his head and turned it just enough to see him. The look he held was pitiful, though he hadn't exactly been paying attention to the face he was making. His pink lips formed a frown, though they were slightly parted. His normally bright, icy blue eyes were dull and clouded. They seemed to ask 'why' with the sadness they held, but ignoring how bad he felt, the small framed male forced one word past his lips, "What?" Now he didn't know if the guy had even heard him, but he didn't really care. He stood there a few seconds, awaiting a reply before turning away.
    (OC: That was perfect! You're writing is just amazing!)

    ( thank you I really enjoy your writing style to!)
    Gabriel let a soft sigh of relief escape him when he stopped. "Where are you going?" He asked picking up his pace to a jogg that brought him to Wynter's side quicker. He looked at icey blue eyed man with his seemingly glowing blue eyes. Gabriel felt his heart give uncomfortable shift when he saw the expression that the blonde wore. His own sharp face morphed into a look of concern and pity. "Are you okay man?" Gabriel asked this in a tense and strained voice.

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    The blonde looked at the sidewalk in front of him as he started walking again, "I'm fine." he stated with a shrug, trying to change his feature to give off a feeling of not caring. He figured it'd be easy to make a face to go along with that, but what Gabriel had already seen would probably get him questioned farther. He shifted his eyes closer to his feet as they moved along, "Why'd you come after me?" he questioned before the larger man could ask him anything else. "They obviously want to hang out with you." he pointed out.

    Gabriel did not believe what Wynter said, but he was asked a question before he could further inquire about the blonde's mood. He felt a bit of heat touch his face when his motives for following they blue eyed man were questioned. "Well, I know they're your friends so I mean no offence, but they're a bit predictable and your not. I don't know anything about you, and you interest me which I guess sounds sort of creepy." The brunette averted his blue eyes form Wynter. The sharp faced man tried to offer him a smile, but this was strained and uncomfortable.

    Wynter couldn't help but let his eyes wonder to the other male upon hearing what he'd said. "Me? Interesting? You're joking right?" The blonde let this sink in, his eyes glazed with disbelief. "I'm not interesting." he mumbled, turning his eyes back to where they'd been. "Far from it." he added, turning down the street that led to his house. He really didn't care if the guy followed. The blonde walked along the street that was lined with large, fancy houses until he stopped in front of a particularly large, white one. After stopping, his dull blue eyes found their way to the other, waiting to hear whatever he had to say.

    Gabriel followed with out a second thought as Wynter lead him down a street with very large and impressive houses on either side. "I find it interesting that you think that, also sad." He countered throwing his head to the side to admire a few of the houses. He looked at the particularly large White House that Wynter stopped in front of. He felt like commenting on it, mostly the fact that he found it very impressive, but thought it may take away from their conversation or make the blonde uncomfortable. "I think that you're very interesting." What he said was true though it his original interest in Wynter had been because of a shallow thought that noticed his physical appeal, he did now think that Wynter must have a interesting personality.

    Wynter gave a sigh, looking at the house. "I'm not though. What has you thinking I am? I mean... you could literally ask anyone who knows me and I'm sure they'll tell you I'm nothing special." he said. The blonde pulled his hood off and looked at Gabriel. "They haven't said a word about me have they?" he questioned. If he was such an interesting person, someone would say something wouldn't they. People actually like to talk about interesting things. Stuffing his hands into his jacket pockets, he gave a shrug. "You are obviously the more interesting one here." he said. Everyone at their school was flipping out over him. Not that he wasn't a looker. The smaller male couldn't deny he was rather attractive, but he didn't want to drool over someone he didn't know anything about. That would be a waste of time, but for some reason this guy was here now. Which was actually sad when the male thought about it. A stranger came after him instead of any of his friends.

    Gabriel shook his head, he refused to accept what Wynter told him. "I don't believe that for a second, I'm really nothing more then what you see when you look at me." That in his option was true, Gabriel had never viewed himself as one of the complex beings he often found others to be. "You haven't come up in conversation no, which I find frustrating. I don't think that's because your not interesting, maybe you're just not out going enough." He offered a half hearted suggestion at the end of his sentence. Gabriel studied Wynter with intense eyes. "I can't be more interesting then you, after all nobody complex ever gets along with this generation so well." As he stated this Gabriel crossed his arm in front of his chest.

    Wynter shook his head, "I don't understand you. You're the only person to ever call me interesting. You stand there and say you're not interesting, yet everyone likes you. Just because you get along with people doesn't mean you aren't interesting. I honestly find it a miracle you can deal with so many people. I love my friends, but that would bug me." A gust of wind blew, ruffling the blonde hair on Wynter's head and pushing more of it into his face. He made no move to move it aside. "I can't understand you." he murmured. Looking out of the corner of his eyes at Gabriel, "Why is it so frustrating? People don't care, so they don't talk about it. That simple. I'm not outgoing, and I don't plan to be."

    Gabriel shrugged after Wynter made his statement. "That's okay, you don't have to be. You say your not interesting, I say you are. Let's be friends." He offered feeling a nervous tremor slip down his spine. Gabriel offered his hand to Wynter. The wind stirred his hair as well but it was not as obvious seeing as his hair already was very messy. Gabriel tried to smile despite his nervousness, if he was being honest he hadn't ever had to put much effort into making friends and the very fact that he had approached Wynter had made him instantly curious.

    Wynter looked at the hand that was stretched out to him. He sighed and reached his own out to the other, meeting the other's hand. The contact made his face turn a light pink, seeing as he wasn't used to people like Gabriel. Good looking and curious. Apparently determined too. His icy blue eyes seemed to soften and return to their normal color as he looked up at the taller male. "Well... since we're friends now.... and you're already here, would you like to come inside?" he questioned softly, putting his hand back where it had been in his pocket.

    Gabriel smiled, allowing his hand to drop and sway slightly at his side. His dark piercing blue eyes traveled to the house and he gave a nod of his red tinted brown hair. "Yeah, I'd love to." Gabriel looked back into the icy blue of Wynter's eyes, and he smiled a soft looking half smile that melted into his sharp features well. He wondered what the inside would look like.

    Wynter pulled his keys out of his pocket and started up the driveway. Once they made it to the porch he opened the door, leaving it opened for Gabriel. The blonde dropped his bag by the door and continued walking. "Just close the door behind you, I'm going to change." he called to the male as he walked to his room and closed the door, which bounced back a little and left a small crack. "You can just wait in the living room." he added, slipping his shirt off. He saw himself in his body mirror his mother had given to him, and he instantly felt gross. What so interesting about someone like him? Someone who does stuff like that to himself.

    Gabriel nodded, closing the door as quietly as he could behind him. He looked down at his red plaid button down which he wore with the selves rolled up to his elbows, and the first two buttons undone. Then there was his dark blue jeans which bordered one black. Gabriel heard Wynter tell him to wait in the living room, so he did just that. He entered the room and looked around him admiring the decorations and such. He sank down onto a couch and still his blue eyes traveled around to see what there was to see.

    Wynter sighed and finished changing, leaving his shoes off. He walked to the living room, his jacket on over the newly put on shirt. "Just make yourself comfortable." he said, walking over to a large, fluffy looking recliner. The blonde settled down in it, his knees curled up to his chest. He flicked the TV on, lowering the volume, "Do you want to watch TV? Or would you rather explain to me how I'm oh-so-interesting to where I can understand? Or is there something else you'd rather do?" he questioned, not exactly caring what they did, but thinking it'd be nice to understand the guy.

    Gabriel's eyes followed the blonde as he sat down and got comfortable, which he tried to mimic. "I don't know, why don't you tell me something about you?" He asked cocking his head to the side as he watched what Wynter did. He slid back further into the comfortable fabric of the couch. Gabriel brought up one of his legs to rest the ankle on the knee of the other.

    Wynter shrugged, "I don't know what to tell you honestly." he told him. "Erm, I really like white tigers. I tend to dye my hair sometimes. I'm apparently pretty girly." he thought about other things, finding it hard to think. He did know something he could say, but refused to. His sexuality would more then likely run the guy off if he didn't already know from rumors. The blonde tilted his head forward, letting his hair fall more into his face.

    Gabriel smiled a excited smile at the other male. "White tigers eh? I always thought tigers where really cool. Especially the whole liking water thing." He said trying to show a way that he was connecting to Wynter. "You dye your hair? What colour is it naturally? Or is it not dyed right now?" He asked relaxing his back slightly as he felt himself calmed by the voice of Wynter. Gabriel liked the way his hair looked when it was blonde, but he could easily imagine that Wynter would look just as good with other colours. Gabriel reached up to give his own red tinted brown hair a quick run through at the mention of hair.