Something Wild ["Pete's Dragon" Roleplay; Private]

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    "You're okay," I sucked in a growl through my lips when he suddenly bumped into me causing the nose plugs to fall out. I couldn't cover my nose, scratch it, or anything of the sort with soap on my hands and a dish as well. I set the dish down and reaching for the plugs, aiming to take them from him. I had the ability to hold my breath a good deal of time, but not unexpectedly. I had no choice but to breath through my nose. I braved myself mentally as I took in a breath, watching as he seemed to struggle with something as well before my own vision went hazy from his scent. I stumbled backwards a little, gripping the counter. "H-holy fuck," I hissed, grasping my head with my free hand. I sank to the floor slowly. "Yeah totally not a good combination." I mumbled to myself as his scent flooded me with every breath I took and mixed in with the wine I had drank. The combination was beyond intoxicating. It was magnificent. I either had to get out the kitchen or I'd jump his bones. Or maybe pass out. I have no clue. I reached onto the counter to pull myself up, trying weakly to get away from him till I got a new pair of plugs in. But it was difficult when his scent alone messed with my head. I wondered briefly, in the back of my mind, if he was struggling with the same thing.

    #GohomeKayoyou'redrunk #OMGKayoIlovethatshipname


    "H-How do you think I feel?" I mumbled in response to Ayo's self-comment. Shaking my head, I reached for her hand to pull her up, one hand on the counter to keep myself steady. I shook my head again, trying to combat the blurriness of mind that I felt. Jesus, it's like one of those bad berries I ate once. Only...it's a good feeling, not a bad feeling, I thought to myself. Of course, I'd still rather not be blurry-eyed and stumbling around. "Here, grab on and I'll get you into a chair," I told her, not waiting for an answer or an argument as I latched on and heaved her up.

    #ButAyoishome #Ican'tbelieveyoumadethatjokeXD #bestshipnameever


    I listened calmly, but responding was beyond my capability right now. I gritted my teeth as he took my hand. I could hear Myra in the living room still, watching that same movie. She seemed unaware of what was happening in here. I didn't have time to pull my hand away from Kevin when he suddenly grasped it and pulled me up. Well look who's stronger than he looks. I thought in an amused manner as he practically carried me to the kitchen table and set me in a chair. "I don't need your help." I mumbled, lips parted as I began to breathe through my nose. That helped reduce smelling him some, not a lot, but enough that I didn't have blurred vision anymore. I pushed myself from the seat, moving him into it, and walking away, hand on the wall. My eyes remained closed and I stumbled out the kitchen and through the halls by memory of the layout of my house and he objects inside it. I bumped my hip against the corner of a table and hissed in pain; I stepped into my room and slammed the door shut, taking a deep and grateful breath through my nose. I was far enough away where with the door shut I couldn't smell him as strongly, which meant he wouldn't be able to either. "Jesus I think I signed myself up for hell with him here." I mumbled to myself as I stood in the middle of my room.

    I could see and think properly again when Ayo left the room, leaving me breathless and wondering just what the hell happened there. I rested my head on the table, still recovering from the drug effects of Ayo's scent. Meanwhile, outside, Branch had seen and heard everything, and he was intrigued. Obviously Ayo and I had the same effect on each other whenever we were together, and it gave him an idea. It was clear to the dragon that I liked Ayo (even if I didn't admit it), and he was pretty sure that Ayo felt the same (again, not openly admitting it), so he was determined to get us to fess up. But Myra was going to be a bit of a gentle problem.


    Easily remedied, of course. He just pushed the window open and trilled at the little girl playfully, making me look up in surprise. "Uh, Ayo? Branch wants to play with Myra, I think!"

    I was leaning against the door with my back against it, staring at the plugs in my hand. I lifted my head slightly as I moved to the mirror on my vanity, bending over it slightly. I listened when Kevin called out to me. My eyes dropped slightly from my reflection. "I'll be out in a minute! Don't let her outside!" I called back, ducking my head to put the plugs in. When they were situated properly, I laced my boots tightly and grabbed a thin jacket for myself before walking out. I could breathe and function properly again. Kevins' intoxicating scent wasn't bothering me anymore, at least not with the plugs in. In all honesty, his scent hadn't just made me act as if I were drunk, it invoked the urge to be near him, which was like poison considering I couldn't function properly. "Alright, Myra ready to g-- BRANCH GET YOUR NOSE OUT THE HOUSE WHAT THE HELL?! DONT BREAK THE WINDOW SILL!" I rushed to help the dragon out the window. When he was out, I nodded over at Kevin as I sent Myra outside. "Want to join us?"

    "Sure, I'm coming," I said, pushing myself out of the seat and trying to act casual. This time, I prepared myself for Ayo's scent, and it wasn't as formidable as it had been a few minutes prior. Outside, Branch had Myra on his back and was treating her to something like a pony ride, prancing around and humming all the while. I smiled at the sight. "Don't get cocky, alright?" I called to the dragon, and he snorted, gently rolling his eyes.

    I sat on the front steps watching. "Be careful with her Branch, you'll be answering to me if anything happens to her." I called out, leaning back on my forearms. I closed my eyes, the thin jacket hanging on my shoulders. I was trying to not think about what happened but it was confusing me. I had to ask. And I did. "Why did you act the way you did when you got close to me?" I'm pretty sure it's the same thing I am troubled with, but still. Clarification never hurts. I thought as I opened my eyes to look at Kevin.

    The question caught me off guard pretty badly, because I didn't think Ayo had noticed. I thought I'd hidden it pretty well. But I couldn't lie my way out of it, nor did I want to. "Well...Ok, it's because you smell nice," I said quickly, trying to get it out as fast as possible, and I flushed in embarrassment. "It makes my head go all fuzzy, and I can't see straight. Kind of like how you acted when you were around me. It was a nice feeling, although it was hard to keep myself standing because of it." I involuntarily flinched, not sure if Ayo was going to get angry or not.

    I nodded slowly. "Yeah," I agreed softly. "I.. I guess you realized then why I wear the plugs." I sighed. "Why did it only hit you were you were beside me then? If you grew up in the forest wouldn't your sense of smell be just as strong as any animal living there?" I asked. It's why I wear these plugs. The effect you have on me is twice as bad as it probably is for you. I thought, not adding the little fact though. It was weird enough we were effected by each other in such a way. It made me curious. What would happen and why are we the only two plagued by this?


    //You know, studies say if someone's body odor smells nice to you it means your immune systems are the opposite of one another which means reproducing between the two of you means a better chance at your offspring living longer.

    "I honestly don't know. I don't have an explanation for it," I said quietly. "And not exactly. I may live like an animal, but I'm still human. Even if I've forgotten what being human is like." I then looked at Ayo, wondering why exactly we affected each other the way we did. And, with our relative solitude, I wanted to say something about how I felt about her, because all I could feel was nice things, and something a bit more. But I was kind of scared to say it. Brave, I told myself. I need to be brave...

    I smiled slightly over at him. "You not being you, even if it's weird in the eyes of someone other than me, is delightfully adorable and amusing and attractive inside and out." I said calmly, turning my attention back to the dragon and my niece. Myra squealed with delight as Branch continued his act of giving her a pony ride. I sighed deeply through my lips, not really trusting myself to take the plugs off. "Hey Kev?" I said as I looked at the sky, watching the clouds go by. "I... What.. I um. Uh. Is there.. Is..there anything about you I should know about?" I obviously had something else to say, but ultimately decided against it. How could you tell someone you just met mere hours ago you felt something more than friendship towards them?

    BRAVE, I repeated to myself, a bit more forcefully. I have to be brave! I slightly hesitated, knowing what I said could go many ways, but I had to say it. "Well, firstly, I happen to like you very much," I said in a rush, just barely not blurring my words together. "As a friend, of course, but also, as something just a bit more than a friend. What exactly, I don't know. It's a strange feeling to me, but not bad. It's a good feeling, like a gentle ache in your heart. But I don't know how to describe it." I looked at Ayo out of the corner of my eye, partly scared, and partly curious if she could tell me what it was.

    I was rapping my nails on the wooden porch flooring when he spoke; my head turned towards him. I listened quietly and intently. I didn't answer for a long while. "That sounds like you like me more than a friend." I said in a serious voice, a grin spreading on my lips. "I'd have to say the same towards you," I turned my attention away again, adjusting how much flesh I was showing by covering myself with the jacket. I watched Myra and Branch play, and despite the fact I had admitted to my feelings I knew I couldn't let myself get too attached. I saw what happened to Ma when Pa stepped out because of work. I didn't want to ever get like that, and I didn't want Kevin to have to go through that. I worked more than I was ever with other people, it's why I didn't have any relationships. "But I'm not the kind of girl you should want to get attached to." What're you doing Ayodele? Why are you pushing him away? My mental self asked me. I'm a ticking time bomb. It's better that he doesn't love me because I don't know if I'll be okay or not. I don't want to lose Kevin because I'd work so much I'd not be home.

    I tilted my head to the side, sensing something deeper behind that statement. Something from Ayo's past, no doubt. "Can't help but feel attached to you anyway," I said, smiling softly. Whatever it was that was paining her and was driving her to push her away, I wanted to know, so we could at least talk about it. "This has happened before, hasn't it? Just not with you. With your parents?" I asked, careful not to prod too much.

    I clenched my jaw, wishing he wasn't asking any questions. Wishing he just left it alone. Wishing he hadn't said anything about.. I wished I had never asked anything about what happened. But what could I do now? Things were already said, they couldn't be taken back.


    I lowered my gaze from the duo in front of us to the grass near my feet. "Yes," I sighed, answering both questions at once. "I..." I swallowed thickly. "When we immigrated here from Ireland, Pa worked so much he was never home. It took a toll on his and Ma's relationship. We never saw him much anymore when we moved here; he hunted often, worked the lumber yard, worked with the butcher.


    He did anything and everything to provide for his family despite the fact he was losing his relationship with his wife. And.. Soon enough he stepped away from us. He told me when I was twelve that he did because he thought he messed up too bad by working so much. I don't remember much of that time though. I was but a wee thing, barely five. Ma passed away when I was nearing the two month mark for my fifth birthday, she passed away a few months after having Maurice.


    Pa was never the same, I saw how her death affected him. I saw how during our first few years here tore apart their marriage. Together over twenty years and suddenly nothing. Pa now works to support himself and Maurice, to support Nikki and her small family, to support Steven when his finances are too much." I looked at him. "I am hardly ever home, I stay in town to get to work faster. I help everyone else in town, have turned away many suitors, and hardly ever have time to myself. You and Pete showing up is the first time I've ever gotten to myself, it's... It's a blessing really, but you shouldn't get attached."


    I turned away, rising to my feet to go inside. I called out to Branch to keep an eye on Myra and not to let her leave the yard. "I know this already Auntie!" Myra giggled and I gave a small smile. I looked back at Kevin. "If you get attached to me there's a chance you'll not see me. My own family doesn't seem me. My sister despises me with everything in her but pays attention to me because I practically raise her daughter for her. I am not the kind of girl you should love, Kevin. I really am not." With these words, I tore my sorrowful gaze from him and went inside, needing the space the walls and door gave me. I went to start getting things prepared for dinner.

    //Godammit you made me cry :'(


    I watched Ayo go, too shocked to follow her. Too pained for her life story. But I still couldn't bear to tear myself away from her. Not after hearing a story like that. Making sure that Branch had his eyes on Myra, I walked inside the house, the door shutting behind me quietly. I could see her in the kitchen, and I swallowed. But I still needed to be brave. "But I can't stop loving you," I said simply, leaning against the entryway, voice solemn. "And I can't help but love you more, and it hurts that you lost so much. I can't just walk away knowing you went through that. Nor do I want to."

    I was cutting fresh lettuce for the salad that was going with dinner when Kevin came in and started talking again. I narrowly missed cutting myself before putting the knife down. I stood there leaning on the counter before turning to look at him. I walked towards him slowly, sliding my hands into the back pockets of my jeans as I stood in front of him, tall and proud like normal. My solemn but bitchy, and respective attitude made my small to average height another few inches. I barely came up to his shoulders. My head tilted back towards him. "You're going to have to learn to not love me." I said softly. "Because I cannot let you love me. I'll only hurt you. I cannot do that Kevin, no matter how much it hurts me."


    //I made myself upset too xD wtf I can really write a heart touching post when I wanna

    "You? Hurt me?" I said incredulously, shaking my head in disbelief. "Out of all people in the world, I don't think you could." I laughed, easing some of the depressing atmosphere, but it still lingered. I wanted to change that, even if I had to go through hell just to convince Ayo. "I think you're scared. And you have a right to be. You don't want to go through what happened with your parents." My expression was sympathetic, and boldly I touched her arm gently. "I get scared, too. I'm scared that one day, I might lose Pete and Branch. Right now, Pete is scared he'll lose Elliot, and I know without a doubt Elliot is out there right now worrying he'll lose Pete, too.


    "But, we have to brave. My mother," and my eyes moistened. "She said...that life is an adventure. It can be scary, it can be sad, but unless you're brave, you miss the most beautiful things. And I think," and I tapped Ayo on the nose. "That you can be the bravest girl I've ever met."

    I felt my eyes drop slightly when he spoke. He was a stubborn one wasn't he? I licked my lips, a habit I had obviously. I listened in silence, feeling my jaw tense as he spoke. I lifted my head to look at him, standing tall again. "How am I brave, Kevin?" I asked as I looked up at him. "How?"

    "Well, for starters, you were brave to tell me how you felt," I answered, counting off one. "And all those things you told me? Well, I'd say you have to pretty brave in order to live through all that, even if you weren't that confident. I sure wasn't confident that Pete and I would survive our first night in the woods six years ago," I said seriously. "But that was different. We had Branch and Elliot. You supported yourself. You haven't had the most happiest life, but you didn't allow it to become a nightmare, either." I raised an eyebrow at Ayo. "Sounds a lot like bravery to me."