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Post by Jasper Zachary Sterling on Mar 13, 2013 22:06:27 GMT -8
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Partying wasn't exactly a common activity for Jasper. This was a special one though, he supposed. It was the barn, which meant he could run away and play with his horses Bear and Lion if he got stressed or bored, anyways. He owed Little Lion Man, his Belgian Haflinger cross, a little bit of love, anyways. He'd been spending extra time with Bear recently, though without a particular reason why.
While Jas recognized almost every face here, he didn't happen to know the name of nearly any of them. He'd been here a while and knew he'd met these people, or at least been around them at some point or another, but not being much of an outgoing person, he'd failed to even make the acquaintance of most these people.
Music played, people danced. Not surprisingly, Jas stood quietly on the sidelines, observing but not participating, typical. Actually, he wasn't just observing. This time, he was looking for someone. He wouldn't be altogether disappointed to run into that boy, Ryker, today. This seemed to be a big event, there was a good chance that he would be here. Jas could hope.
He felt vulnerable, almost lonely, certainly slightly worried, without a book. Sure, he had one in his car, but it was odd, not to have one hugged to his chest, or at his side. It simply wasn't right. Being a rather nice spring night, he couldn't wear the black trench coat of his that he particularly liked for it's large pockets, that easily fit a book. No, today he'd dressed for the nice but still chilly spring night, in black jeans, a light blue v-neck shirt, and and unbuttoned blue, black,and gray flannel he'd randomly grabbed, as well as his grandfather's dog tags from his service in the military that he often wore. The metallic chain hung down his neck, the tags tucked inside the shirt. He hadn't put as much thought into his outfit as he probably should have, considering he was going to a party, not without the prospect of seeing a boy there in his mind.
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Post by Ryker Zane Vincent on Mar 19, 2013 20:34:32 GMT -8
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So it was said that there was a party at the barn. Some type of spring party thing? It wasn't normally Ryker's idea of fun to go to parties. But how bad could it be? Besides he was always told he needed to go out more and make more friends, and what better way than at a party? He took one last look in the mirror and decided he looked good before he got into his car.
On his way to the party the boy he met at the diner kept running through his head. He had only met the boy once, and now he was all he could think about. It was crazy! Before he knew it Ryker's palms began to sweat, just thinking about seeing Jasper. He shook slightly. What if Jas was there? Would he even talk to him?
Ryker got out of his car and stood in front of the barn. There was a small fire and tons of people gathered around it. He took a deep breath and took a few steps forward, a couple of girls smiling at him. Why was it he always got hit on by girls? Why couldn't guys smile at him like that? He shook his head slightly and as he lifted it up he caught a familiar face.
It was Jasper. Ryker felt himself wanting to quickly turn around and leave, but the other part of him wanted to run up and hug the other boy. he stuck his hands in his pocket and strode over to Jasper shyly. His eyes on his feet that kicked the dirt below him as he spoke. "Uh, Hey Jasper" he said his cheeks begining to turn a bright red.
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Post by Jasper Zachary Sterling on Mar 20, 2013 15:27:36 GMT -8
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Jas was slowly accepting, not without disappointment, that the boy he’d met, Ryker, was not here. He was nowhere to be seen. Sure, it was a barn party, but there was a good deal of people who didn’t ride here, too. Ryker didn’t appear to be one of them. Question as to whether Ryker rode or not rose. He found himself at battle with the hope that he’d be arriving, maybe just a bit late.
Too busy looking around at the people dancing, and those getting food, in search for Ryker, Jasper had managed to completely miss him arrive and walk right up. He heard his name. ”Hey.” He said automatically, without turning his head for a second. When he did, the grin that took over was one that he could not suppress. Realizing he must look like a smiling fool, he forced his lips back in to a casual, greeting smile. ”Ryker!” Oh, too much excitement in his tone. Tone it down.
”I didn’t expect to see you here.” Not for lack of hoping. Jas fought the urge to reach out and hug Ryker or something. Something about how thoroughly adorable he was made Jasper just want to pick him up and hold him. That would of course, be a tad bit weird, though. Anyways, was Ryker even gay?
Now, Jas never had a lot of friends, but he definitely knew better than to straight up ask a question regarding sexuality. Plus, he’d read about enough situations in books that he knew better. He hoped he could perhaps slip a hint in, though. Not that he was particularly crafty when it came to ideas involving subtle hints. ”So, uhm, are you here with anyone?” He asked, looking around, as if for a boyfriend or girlfriend Ryker may have arrived with. He spotted a few girls glancing their way. He wasn’t sure if their little smirk and whispers were for him or Ryker. He tended to get a lot more flirtation from girls than from guys, and could assume the same went for Ryker. He was gorgeous. Any girl and any gay guy could notice that.
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Post by Ryker Zane Vincent on Mar 27, 2013 20:16:10 GMT -8
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Ryker couldn't help but to note the excitement in the other boys voice. You cute he sounded, and it sounded almost like he was ecstatic to see Ryker. But of course Ry was more than please to see Jasper here too. The only reason the boy came in the first place was to see him, or hope to see him.
Ryker smiled at the other boy and dropped his head low trying to hide the blush that seemed to sweep its way of his cheeks. |Parties aren't really my thing but, I figured why not? he said with a slight chuckle still looking at his feet. He didnt want to look up and have Jas notice his blush, it might give away the fact that he was gay, and Ry was not entirely sure that Jas was even interested, that is if he was gay too.
Jaspers next question almost guaranteed it to Ry that he was. Or that he was hoping Ry wasn't. Ryker looked up, the blush even more clear on his face now than ever, and his cheeks normally casting a red hue, were now full blown rosy. He bit his lip slightly and nervously. N-no I'm not. A-are you? He said looking at Jasper. He kicked his feet as he often did when he felt threatened or was nervous, and at this point Ryker was so nervous he felt he was going to be sick to his stomach.
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Post by Jasper Zachary Sterling on Mar 27, 2013 21:31:22 GMT -8
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Jasper nodded in agreement. Parties certainly weren’t his thing, far too many stressors, not many places to sit down and read, and always the risk of having to socialize, risking being rude if you don’t. ”That makes two of us.” he replied, wishing he could’ve thought of a better response. ”It could be fun. Horrible music though!” The playlist appeared to be a mix between random songs Jas had never heard – likely the most popular songs at the moment, he had a tendency to not know the current pop music, and with a fair share of country twisted into there. He didn’t exactly mind country, but it wasn’t his idea of good music.
He wondered if he should just go full out and make it clear to Ry that he was gay. He wanted to find out if Ryker was. Gosh, he hoped so, looking over at him, he looked away before it could be qualified as staring, that would be embarrassing. ”Oh, no, I’m not.” He said, biting his lip, and then adding ”Haven’t had a lot of time to meet boys.” quietly. Well, if that didn’t clue Ryker in, nothing would.
Instantly, he regretted his choice. This was horrible. The quickest way to scare someone away was to make it known that he was gay, and even if Ryker was straight, he didn’t want him to go away. Of course, with his luck, Ryker would be as straight as they come. Would he ever even give a shit about Jasper if he did happen to be gay? Well, obviously not, but oh how Jas wanted him to like him. It was childish of him, really. He looked at Ryker’s feet as they scuffed at the ground. At first he thought it might be a nervous habit, but what would Ryker have to be nervous about right now? Maybe he was nervous, and Jas wondered what about. It didn’t occur to him that maybe Ryker was as nervous as he was being around him.
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Post by Ryker Zane Vincent on Mar 28, 2013 18:01:24 GMT -8
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Rykers head shot up when Jasper said he wasn't able to meet any cute boys lately. Boys? So it was true? He was gay? Ryker felt his cheeks grow an even darker shade of red than before. What was it about Jasper that got to him and made him act like an utter fool?
Ryker tried to smile but it just came out looking slightly retarded and forced. Yeah, I know what you mean, Not many cute guys here, well there are a few. He said using all his strength to get just those few words out. He wasn't sure how Jasper would react to the fact that Ryker was gay too. But now that it was out of the way Ry felt himself relax a bit. He walked around and sat on a log near the two of them.
He sat down and pat next to him. He was trying so hard not to be a nervous wreck while talking to him. But he felt his hands shaking ans he shoved them under his legs trying to hide them. He looked over and up at the other boy. His reeks still red. He took a deep breath trying to relax. Jasper was really gay? But there was no way that Ryker had a chance.
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Post by Jasper Zachary Sterling on Mar 28, 2013 18:35:02 GMT -8
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Jasper laughed, nervously. He was worried every time he spoke that his voice would shake. Too many aspects here that stressed him out, this was a nightmare. It could be worse; at least it was generally good things, such as Ryker.
Now, he hadn’t exactly expected Ryker to be gay as well, but his reply just about guaranteed it. In response to this comment, Jas thought of several replies that would’ve been spoken by a flirtatious character in a novel. He was hardly capable of making friends, however, and flirting was an entirely different matter. Sure, he could’ve said something along the lines of “Oh, I’m looking at a cute boy right now.” While looking Ryker straight in the eyes. Could have. But he didn’t. He wasn’t nearly that brave, not yet, likely not ever. A boy such as Ryker would hardly consider wasting his time on someone like himself. Instead, he just chuckled slightly, his eyes slipping down to the ground, nodding. ”Yeah…” Was all he found himself saying.
When Ryker walked around, Jas’ first thought was that he’d bored him and he was so incredibly annoyed that he walked away unannounced. The thought made him want to crawl in a hole and die. What an idiot Jasper was! Not until Ry sat down upon a log and patted the spot next to him did Jas realize that this wasn’t the case.
His head tilted to the left, slightly, at first looking behind him. Ryker couldn’t possibly be inviting him to sit, could he? After a second, this is the conclusion a baffled Jas came to, and forced the leg movements that brought him to the log, sitting down awkwardly beside Ryker, not looking at him, as badly as he wanted to. Ryker’s face just made him want to stare. And then pick Ryker up and run away with him to a castle in the middle of nowhere where they could read and cuddle. Of course, that would be considered kidnapping and not exactly Jas’ style. His style was more ‘observe cute boy from a distance even though you know he could never like you’. ”So, uh” His mind raced to find a question which he could use to begin a conversation. ”Do you have a favorite-“ he broke off, trying to find a way to end that sentence ”Color?” His eyes widened and his face flushed red. Horrible question!
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Post by Ryker Zane Vincent on Mar 29, 2013 12:56:12 GMT -8
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Ryker looked over at him as he looked behind him he smiled slightly. Oh yes because Ryker would motioning for another boy to come sit with him. No there was only one boy Ryker had his eyes on and that was Jasper. He shook his head slightly trying not to laugh. When the other boy came to sit down he asked him his favorite color. Ryker couldn't help but to let out a laugh this time.
My favorite color is blue, and yours? he said chuckling again as he looked down at his feet feeling suddenly shy again. So um, you like boys? he said biting his lip ever so slightly. And looking down at his feet still as he kicked them slightly. Why was he asking the most obvious of questions, of course he like boys dumb ass. Ryker reached his hand up to cover his face. Sorry that was a really stupid question. he said beginning to blush again.
Im just not good at talking to people he said laughing awkwardly. But we should hang out sometime? Maybe we could talk about the cute boys here he smiled slightly trying his hardest to make it not obious how much he admired the other boy.
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Post by Jasper Zachary Sterling on Mar 29, 2013 21:43:36 GMT -8
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His face flushed a deep red and he focused on the ground when Ryker laughed, regretting even attempting to make conversation. He was obviously uneducated on how conversational dynamics worked, but he did happen to know that questioning someone whom you may or may not be trying to flirt with, what their favorite color is, does not particularly qualify as a great option. ”I’m sorry, I-“ He began to say, when Ryker answered him. He had mostly expected Ry to get up and walk away, laughing at how much of an idiot he was.
”Oh, green.” he said, almost in disbelief, like he couldn’t imagine that Ryker would want to stay around and speak to him for this long – which he couldn’t. It was his turn to laugh slightly, when Ryker asked about his sexuality. Jas grinned and thought for a moment, how to phrase a response. ”Oh, well yeah…” He said, trying to think of something more to say when Ryker apologized. Oh, gosh, Ryker was so endearing.
Everything that he did just caused butterflies to erupt in Jas’ stomach. It honestly didn’t seem fair to him, that one person could be so perfect, the way that he saw Ryker. ”There’s no need to apologize. At least it’s a more purposeful question than mine. I’d say we’re even but I believe you have to try harder to reach my skill level of asking stupid questions.” He quipped. ”Oh, that makes you and me both. I’d much rather speak to a plant most the time, honestly.” he chuckled and looked back to his hands, that rested in his lap, trying to find something to focus his eyes on. ”Though I like talking to you.” he added, much more quietly, with only the off-chance that it would even be audible to Ryker.
Could it be, that Ryker wanted to hang out with him? That he’d actually bother himself with putting off time to be around Jasper was appalling. Also, amazing. ”If you wanted to come over sometime soon, I cook!” he said with more enthusiasm than necessary, quickly adjusting his tone to calm, reminding himself that Ryker wanted to like, discuss cute boys or something. Maybe he just wanted Jas around to make himself look better. Though the way that he felt being around Ryker, he’d rather that than not be near him at all. ”That would be cool.” he paused, trying to think of some way he could stop this conversation from ending. ”Parties aren’t exactly my thing… I was thinking about going out to the stables and seeing my horses… Did you want to come?” He asked, standing up and turning to look down at where Ryker sat.
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Post by Ryker Zane Vincent on Mar 29, 2013 22:41:58 GMT -8
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Ryker felt himself smile as the boy invited him over for diner. Course it would be as friends because obviously the boy did not ask him as a date. Right. Well of course Ryker wouldn't mind if it was a date, he would actually quite enjoy to have a dinner date with the cute boy sitting next to him. But Ryker knew that would never happen. He smiled and looked at him "I - I think I would like that" he said his typical nervous stutter happening. He couldn't help it from happening no matter how hard he tried, anytime he got nervous he stuttered like a mad fool.
"I k - know I hate p - parties, and crowds." he looked away Damn it Ry get yourself together! Stop stuttering like an idiot you damned fool! He looked back at Jasper and let out a small smile. "Large crowds just kind of, make me n - nervous I suppose. My doctor said I have Agoraphobia, which is the fear of crowded places, I i quite agree with him" he blushed again but this time he did not hide his face, he looked straight at Jasper.
Go for a ride? That sounded so much better than sitting here around all the people partying and getting drunk and being stupid. Ryker stood up after Jasper and followed him slightly. He walked towards the barn and stopped in front of Ginger's stall and pet her before walking over to Ike and petting him as well. He turned and looked back at Jasper waiting for him to start tacking up or do whatever he was going to do. The boy looked down at his feet again. and kicked them with his arms crossed.
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Post by Jasper Zachary Sterling on Mar 30, 2013 9:12:01 GMT -8
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While he didn’t typically stutter under pressure, he certainly knew what it was like to be so nervous. What struck him as odd was that he was capable of putting Ryker under aforementioned pressure. He’d never considered himself capable of much of any kind of impact on anyone’s life, definitely not enough for them to be nervous. Unless Ryker thought that he was going to attack him or something. He didn’t usually seem like the type of person people would think a danger, though.
The fact that Ryker would mention his diagnosis of Agoraphobia made Jas feel rather good, and made him feel trusted. Not everyone had the same aversion to openly sharing conditions as he did. He frowned with concern, his eyes connecting with Ryker’s when the other boy looked up. He offered his hand to help Ryker stand, suddenly feeling protective over him, just wanting him to feel better. He turned and walked for the barn, shoving his hands in his pocket since he really didn’t have any better thing to do with them. When they reached the stable, he clicked his tongue, and instantly two heads poked out of side by side stalls, his horses Bear and Lion. Luckily all the horses were in, including the one on Bear’s opposite side, so he could take Lion out.
He looked to the stall Ryker had walked to, and then the next one. He smiled. ”I don’t know about you, but I could use a nice night ride.” He spoke, his voice slightly cleared of it’s before worry. His horses were a good way for him to calm himself. He’d groomed Lion earlier in the day, and miraculously the Belgian Haflinger cross hadn’t rolled or gotten himself far too dirty. Not wanting to go through the trouble of tacking up, he only bothered with a bridle. With what he was wearing, bareback would be easier anyways.
For a second, he debated telling Ryker that Lion had supported two riders at once before. He quite wanted to mention this, but he worried that it would seem too much of him. Honestly, in what way could he offer that they could ride the same horse that it remained platonic? None that he could think of. So he buckled the bridle and looked to Ryker, to see if he was getting his horse ready.
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