you're worth more then GOLD [bxb - open - pafp - semi-advanced to advanced]

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    And there the boy went surprising him again. Shepard nodded quickly instead of responding, and hugged himself tightly from around the waist. This whole thing felt so weird.. He barely knew Locklyn and the stupid kid wanted to help him 'get cleaned up'. Seriously all Shepard had done for him was give him a bruised chin which he was pretty sure the other did not appreciate. With what only could be called an angry huff, Shepard began walking off the wooden dock, feeling the unstable thing shake gently under his weight. Boy, Shepard could tell this was not going to end well. He was going to freak at one point and just keep getting angrier and angrier until he'd have to kick the other out. He could tell he wouldn't be able to deal with himself or the blue eyed boy.[/fancypost]
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    Seeing the other nod he guessed up was near by, near by enough if the other nodded. Walking behind the other biting his lip slightly as the wooden dock shook and swayed slightly. Stepping off the dock onto a much more solid foundation he slightly took out one off his ear buds and slipped it in, in one ear. He estimated that the walk to his house would be quite and if they were to speak it'd be seldom. Seeing that he could feel the others anger radiating off him, though that was like the other times he talked to Shepard.turning it up slightly loud enough he could hear and quite enough he could here the talking to him. Casually placing a hand on his chin he winced slightly at the stinging, he had worse though. He'd have to check the bruising later at the others house.

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    Once he felt gravel shift beneath his vans he picked up his pace to just below a speed walk, feet dragging over gravel which made a rather unpleasant sound, but seriously despite his serious hate for bothersome noises Shepard couldn't help his nasty habit of dragging his feet, especially when he felt drained, and crying was actually very draining. He kept up his fast pace though, just wanting to get to his house at this point, which was in a total disaster state like he had left it. Clothes all over his room, plates and utensils from the past three days soaked in the sink, kitchen tables probably had crumbs all over it. The bathroom was always compulsively clean though, along with his ferret's cage because if you didn't clean that sh*t you'd die from the smell. Thankfully Shep never had faced that.


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    Noticing the other picked up his pace along with adding the disgusting noise of dragging your feet threw gravel he picked up his speed to so he didn't fall behind. He knew that the other knew were to head but he was confident, extremely so, that he could easily figure it out if he lost the brunette. Now onto the mildly busy side walk only a few people passed by he kept up with Shepard, even quietly humming the beat to his current song on the list.

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    Suddenly, another annoying sound ambushed his eardrums, making him ever so slowly let his eyes drift to the boy who just had to keep pace with him as they walked, and the overwhelming desire to give Locklyn another bruise to accompany the one on his chin slowly crept up on Shepard. What even made the f*cker happy or content enough to hum?? Shepard was sure it wasn't the fact he was by his side, no sir, that was out of the question completely. So Shepard had to ask, "Why do you always seem so goddamn cheeky?" It sounded more like a firm growl then a question.[/fancypost]
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    And there was the voice he'd figure would show up or primal growl instead. Taking the moment to pause the track and let the one earbud stay put he looked down at the other. "Hmm, what do you mean by me being 'cheeky'?" he asked raising a slight brow as he asked the question relaxingly. When was he rude or did the other thing he was amusing, if anything Shepard was cheeky.

    ooc ;; chEERY CRAP AGH- shhh it's okay i'll role with it shhhasdfghjkl tomorrow cause it's 2 am here and i can not go to bed but need toooooo

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    Shepard felt rather embarrassed all of the sudden, face flushing a pale pink in color. He dragged his long digits through his hair, the mess of brown strands falling back into place once he tugged his fingers from it. "God- f*ckk.." He uttered under his breath before pressing his face softly into his palm. "Cheery. I meant, cheery." His tone had lightened slightly after his embarrassing mistake, and it stayed that way. "Anyways, if you still want to know what a I mean," He waited for Locklyn to decline or confirm, but really wished he would decline.[/fancypost]
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    Grinned as the other caught his mistake, watching as the others cheek was tinted with an coral color. He took the moments he had to think of something, while they other messed with his locks. "Why am I so cheery," he repeated the question to himself before accumulating a answer. "I wasn't aware I was cheery, I guess I'm in a better mood then usual. I mean even if gym was a mess I was still able to jog here." he stated withe a small shrug. Not like he was trying to ooze out rainbows and lollipops.

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    He grimaced at the remembrance of the gym he had fled, and his lips pursed tightly together after a few moments, brown eyes now watching his feet hit the pavement as he shuffled along. He was quiet, unresponsive as he usually was and wrapped his arms around his own waist before stating, "We're almost there," Seeing his baby blue truck in the distance, still parked right outside his apartment complex where he left it.[/fancypost]
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    Nodding slightly, he spotted the blue truck before the other mentioned they were closing in. His thoughts wondered to what the others house would look like. Were his parents home, was it clean-which he hoped it was because he didn't do messy and un organized- and last of all did he have pets. It was an odd though but he didn't like dogs so if that was the case he'd probably dwell outside.

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    Shepard hadn't thought about the fact he had no parents at his house, only three ferrets to look after instead of having people look after him. He hadn't really dwelled on the subject of how disastrous his apartment was at the moment either, the clothes, dirty dishes piled into dirty water- at least the ferrets were clean, and he always freshened the f*ck out of everything because of their smell, which wasn't actually all that strong or bad unless you didn't clean up after them. With a huff the tiny brunette fished his keys out of his pocket and readied himself to unlock his apartment when outside the door. Locklyn was in for a surprise.[/fancypost]
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    Reaching the front door he patiently waited for the other to open the door so they could go in. Hearing the click and the opening of the door he looked over the others head. Which was easy since he was inches taller then the short male. Face slightly twisting inter surprise then slight disgust as he fully could analysis what he could see. Which was a clusterf*ck of f*ck, he felt the urge to barge in and pick up the scatter clothes and everything else. "Can I go in," he asked blankly.

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    Shepard glared at Locklyn sourly, eyebrows knitted together. "No Romeo you walked me to my doorstep, I just want a kiss and then for you to be on your merry way. I don't f*ck on the first date." He said with his voice full to the brim with sarcasm, letting himself inside and motioning for Locklyn to follow with a wag of his fingers. Shepard wasn't really bothered by the mess in his house, because it was as per usual. He slowly scampered off to his bedroom, the messiest room in the tiny apartment, before sluggishly exiting and making his was to the miniscule living room he was lucky to have. He cooed softly to his ferrets, before turning to look at Locklyn seriously, checking if he shut the door. Once that was confirmed, he let three little bundles of fur squeeze out of their cage to flock him with squeaks- one white one even curiously trotting over to the guest.[/fancypost]
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    Rolling his eyes at the other as he spoke "Funny," he stated grimly as he followed after the male into the house, or if it could even be called that. Shutting the door behind him Into the house and watching Shepard skid into his bedroom, he soon started to sub consciously pick things up and overall neaten up the place. Maybe he'd even do the dishes while at. Hearing the other saunter back out he tilted his head to face him with a small smirk, "Oh crap, your heart isn't frozen over like I thought it was," he stated looking at the three critters. He watched as the snow pelted one crept up towards him. His arms were full at the moment but he'd totally pet it.

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    Shepard grumbled obscene words under his breath, huffing with a roll of his brown optics. His eyes suddenly drifted towards Locklyn's arms, full of his clothing and other sh*t. Raising a questioning brow he asked, "Are you cleaning up my things? I'd appreciate it if you didn't do that." His questionable face turned into a scowl before one of his ferrets practically began climbing up his leg. Shepard made a squeaky noise, that was supposed to be one of surprise, before bending to scoop his two lovelies into his arms, letting them crawl onto his sweater and cling to his shoulders if they wanted to.[/fancypost]
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    "Huh, oh it's kind of a habit I have, mindlessly picking up sh*t that should be cleaned up," he stated looking at his arms of before placing it on the couch. It made his heart slightly pang at the sigh of the lump of clothing he let fall. "Names?" he asked changing the subject to ferrets so he didn't beat himself over for what he just did. He watched as they mirthfully climbed around the small brunette. He didn't have pets at home, reason being that they had to get ride of his cat because of his dad.

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    Shepard watched Locklyn discard the pile of clothing to his couch without much interest at all, though it did sort of made him wonder why the other was so compulsive with cleaning things up. What kind of hobby was cleaning anyways? A boring one. Shaking the thought he soon felt his cheeks heat up at the question of their names. They were sort of.. embarrassing. Quickly, he listed off their names in a low grumble, "The white one is Bugaboo, the brown one is Bumble, and the normal furred one is Buttons."[/fancypost]
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    Stifling a set of laughs that threatened to spill over he waited for the other to scroll and tell him something along the lines as, 'Im fucking with you, you incompetent peice of sh*t,". Though the moment never did come as judging by his flustered cheeks he was for real. Letting out a huff of air to refine from bursting out into fits of giggles he looked at Shepard and ferrets, "and how old were you when you named these ferrets," he question teasingly. Bugaboo, in all honesty who the f*ck makes something suffer with that name.