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Simon Core

simon core

any time someone is nice to me when i dont ecpect it i need to be able to beam this into their mind

Any Time Someone Is Nice To Me When I Dont Ecpect It I Need To Be Able To Beam This Into Their Mind
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2 years ago

Moves Like Jager

So there he was, alone yet again, but this time he couldn't find a reason to mind it. Roger Volkov, wearing a form-fitted tux, but his coat abandoned. He uncomfortably lossened his tie, leaning all of his weight on the table, his head in the hand that wasn't occupied by some long forgotten punch. He was deep in thought before he heard someone clear their throat.

"Uhm.. it this seat taken?"

Jack Merridew, what a sight. He was put together quite well, his red curls neatly combed out, but still having a slight bounce to them. He was wearing a black tux and red bow tie, still having his jacket on. Roger couldn't help but stare, looking the other up and down, not bothering to answer his question. Even if he did, knowing Merridew, he would sit either way.

"What are you doing anyway? I know you prefer to be alone, but this is rather sad."

"I could ask you the same, I thought you brought some girl."

Jack looks down, looking a bit embarrassed. Roger only could tell this by the fact that Jack's freckled showed bright on his face, his natural flush gone.

"Yeah, about that.. haha- she kinda ran off to dance with Jackson Thomas, not that I care all that much. I wasn't that into her anyway."

Roger's interest was peaked, he wanted to know if maybe, just maybe, Jack was more interested in someone else at the dance.

"Why did you come then, if not to dance with Julie?"

"Why did you come if you didn't wanna dance with Lydia?"

He didn't even need to look up to know that Jack was smirking, cocky bastard. Roger sighed and met Jack's eyes, challenging him a bit.

"Well, if neither of us want to dance, why don't we-"

Before he could finish, the DJ turned on a song that made Roger and Jack's faces turn into confusion, but also mild disgust. Despite themselves, everyone was actually dancing, Roger really didn't understand other people.

He was about to insult it, but he turned, and Jack was doing an awkward shimmey sort of dance. God he sucked at dancing.

But something whether it being the shake of Jack's hips, or his weirdly good singing, or his genuine smile, Roger hated the song a little less. Their eyes met for a moment, and Roger would swear they were the only one's in that room, in the world maybe.

That moment ended as Jack's eyes tore from his own, the tide retreating back into the ocean.

"Ughhh, I was actually liking that! Why did they have to switch it?"

"Because 'Moves Like Jagger' sucks, Merridew."

They looked at each other seriously for a few seconds before they started to giggle and laugh, both faces red. Jack looked back up to Roger, his eyes swimming with thought.

"What are you thinking of, Ch- ..Merridew?"

"What did you want to ask me before?"

They were both nervous now. So many questions, they both smiled with anxiety.

"Well, I was gonna ask if you would be more interested in leaving, but I guess you like that stupid song."

Jack snorted out a laugh.

"Well then, why don't we leave?"

Without anymore questions, they both leave, some slight pushing and shoving. Jack elbowed Roger, who just held his arm and dragged him along. In the corner of Jack's eye, he sees Maurice giving Roger a huge thumbs up, Roger only pulls Jack a little quicker than before.

They say their polite goodbyes before they're out in the courtyard, the night was cooler than Roger had remembered.

"God, there was so many people in there."

"Of course there was, it's the last dance of the school year."

That was right, it was almost summer, time really flew. Yesterday they were 12 year olds singing choir songs in the wrong key, and now, Roger was going to be 16 in a couple months. The idea wasn't that nice, but he tried to push the thoughts away.

"You have any summer plans, Rodge?"

"I wish I did, my mum is considering a trip to Spain maybe, I know my parents are going to be away must of the break though. So I'll just be at home alone."

"You don't have to be."

"What?"

"Me and some other chior members are going to Wales for a few weeks, you should come with."

Jack began to list off people, two of which being Simon and Maurice, and other boys he could care less about. Roger began to imagine that very trip, would he sit by Jack the trip there? Would they use the same transport? Would Jack fall asleep and maybe lean on his shoulder? Would they-

"How does that sound, Rodge? Good enough?"

"Huh-? Ah- yes, it sounds alright, I may tag along. That okay with you?"

Roger didn't realise it while he spoke, but they were standing closer now, maybe even a foot apart.

Jack's words came out, nearly a whisper.

"That sounds lovely."

Roger's eyes flickered doen to his lips then back.

".. Hullo."

"Hi."

Neither of them had to think, leaning in at the same time. Maybe a little too in sync, considering that their noses bumped together awkwardly as well as their lips.

They chuckled into the other's mouths and turned their heads, a proper and not as awkward kiss.

Just as they settled in, even from outside, they heard the music blare. It was 'Moves Like Jagger' for the second time that night.

"OH GOD DAMMIT."

"I TOLD YOU IT'S GOOD!"

(they find a park bench and snog, idfk)

The End.


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2 years ago

Boys Will Be Bugs

Simon sat on the ground, quietly playing with the bugs. He stayed in silence, though he knew that Jack was sitting behind him. He continued to let bugs crawl up his arm, the only sound that filled the silence was Jack's knife plunging into the sand.

"Simon."

The silence was broken and with that, Simon lifted his head to the sound with a small hum.

"What.. What are you doing?"

The two boys looked at each other, Jack completely serious and somehow curious while Simon looked a bit surprised. He looked down thoughtfully and lifted his hand up at eye level, only a little way from Jack's face.

"Making friends, I suppose."

Jack scrunched his face at the sight of the bugs, but softened it once he saw how peaceful Simon looked. He thought slowly for his next words.

"How are you so calm? Bugs have always made me quite squeamish, you don't seem to mind them though."

Simon giggled softly and nodded at the small note.

"That's true, I like bugs. They're nice and I like all of nature, it's comforting to have something I like in an unfamiliar place."

Jack looked down, he couldn't really see a reason to like such creatures. They were squirmy and creepy, he hated them, but Simon seemed to love them. He couldn't understand.

Then there it was again, silence. But this time, it wasn't comfortable, it was almost like a thick smoke that would make you want to cough.

So Simon waved Jack over, and with some caution, he moved closer to Simon. He moved closer to Simon and those.. things. They crawled around everywhere, on the dirt onto the sand, all over Simon's hands. Jack was going to shrink away, but Simon began to giggle. And so in that moment, Jack nervously stuck out his hands. He shook slightly, and Simon softly stroked his arm.

Then they were both giggling, small bugs running up and down their hands.

"Hehe- tickles, doesn't it?"

"Y-Yeahheheh-"

They stayed like this, now leaning against each other, playing with bugs for who-knows-how-long. In the distance, they heard a horn sound, and recognised this as the conch. Jack huffed, and began to get up, but Simon softly took the bugs off his hand. Then he too stood up, wiping his shorts of any dirt.

He fidgted for a second before getting on his tip-toes, and leaning to Jack's cheek.

Mwah!

"It was really nice to hang out with you again, Merridew!"

Then he was running off to the platform, this time, Jack was the one trailing after Simon. Once they actually got there though, Simon halted, took an uncertain step and fainted into the sand. All heads turned their way while Jack nervously laughed, beginning to drag Simon by his hands to the nearest log.

The End!


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2 years ago

Simon. Is. Autistic. NO I WILL NOT TAKE CRITICISM. Mans just played with nature and I fuck with that

His special interests are bugs, reptiles and plants (he could talk for HOURS about praying mantises.)

Yes, he’s autistic bc I’m autistic, what about it? 😒


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2 years ago

i love you /p

i have an unhealthy attachment to roger from lotf, pls draw the little guy when you have the chance

I Have An Unhealthy Attachment To Roger From Lotf, Pls Draw The Little Guy When You Have The Chance

yes hello here he is, ready to throw rocks at annoying six-year-olds


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