Job Hunting~
WHO: Antonio, Romano. Kim
WHEN: Saturday 29th, around 10am
WHERE: Antonio's apartment to begin with
WHAT: Toni needs a new job, Romano thinks he's retarded.
[ooc: Kimmy feel free to jump in as wel :3]
( They say love is blind, but this is a god damn crime! )
WHEN: Saturday 29th, around 10am
WHERE: Antonio's apartment to begin with
WHAT: Toni needs a new job, Romano thinks he's retarded.
[ooc: Kimmy feel free to jump in as wel :3]
( They say love is blind, but this is a god damn crime! )
Before he could object Kim's hand had shot wrapped around his curl, and tightened and pulled and- Oh god!
He stuttered, stumbled and gasped as colour flushed to his cheeks and his body was rendered helpless to the overwhelming feeling- no, need- for another. Unfortunately, all that stumbling succeeded in doing was pulling the curl harder.. "Ss..ahh.." words were grasped for and lost, his mind a desperate mess. Nothing made sense anymore, nothing needed to make sense...all he cared for was this sudden sensation, how it had ravished through his body and straight to his groin.
His legs buckled and he fell [which only succeeded in pulling the curl yet again], to collide hard against the ground. But that didn't matter either.
He had a surface to curl up against, trembling and blushing, breathing heavily in and out, in and out, and wondering how the hell he was going to get out of this one.
And dammit it was hot too. Instinctively, fingers curled around his collar, pulling at it in a feeble attempt to relieve himself from the heat that really, wasn't there at all.
"Nngh...D-dammit..."
God this was embarrassing.
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" Romano?" she looked at him, curling up on the ground. He wasn't hurt, was he? Wait... What was he doing? Was he blushing? That didn't make sense. You didn't blush if you were hurt, did you?
Maybe it would be a good idea to go home. But right now, leaving Romano didn't seem like a good idea. No matter the tense awkwardness between him and Toni, she'd never really been the type to just leave someone. Especially in a state like this. So... She did the only thing that made sense. At least now. Which was to pick him up by his arm ( Wow, he wasn't that heavy after all) and looked at Toni, quietly telling him they should head back to the apartment. Honestly, she hoped Lovi wasn't sick, cause it seemed like it now.
In some way, she actually managed to haul him up on her back. Sure, she wasn't weak, but it did help a bit that he wasn't very heavy as well. " Don't wriggle. I don't wanna fall over." she said, before walking home.
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He felt himself being lifted from the ground, body mass going from dead weight to dead weight supported by Kim. Shit. Kim. The last thing he needed was to be leaning on a female body [even if he still had no interest in her, his interests had little influence on him now. If they did, he certainly wouldn't have allowed himself to be carried by an 18 year old- wait...what the hell was he doing?]
"Put me.....down...godammit.." He breathed into her ear, holding on even though every fiber of his being wanted to let go.
If he'd thought the earlier collapse was embarrassing, this was a complete nightmare. Hell there were people from that restaurant that had seen him yell, run out, get kissed by Toni, come back in, collapse and now being piggy-backed home by an 18 year old girl. People might very well remember him.
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" I really don't know what your problem is, but you're not getting away that easily." she said, serious tone in her voice.
The apartment building was close by, and after a while, he was feeling a bit heavier on her back, but at least she got him all the way inside and into the elevator, which took them to their floor, and she unlocked the door and got inside.
" Now get some rest. You'll need it." she carried him into Toni's bedroom, and let him slide off onto the bed. " I'm not letting you leave until you've slept for a bit." she looked at him, arms crossed and a serious look on her face. He was perhaps older than her, but he sure as hell wasn't acting that way.
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Perched on the bed, he glared distastefully back up at his kidnapper- one little 18 year old girl. Shit. He couldn't stay here, there was no way he going to sleep, and especially not here in Antonio's bed. The last thing he needed was to be reminded of that bastard now.
"Dumbass I'm fine." Having recovered beyond a slight tinge across his cheeks, Romano got up and passed her with the intent of leaving, "Hell if I'm staying here."
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" You really think calling me a dumbass is gonna make it easier to leave?" she got a hold of his arm, not letting him go. " Say it again." she said, and pulled him closer. " I dare you." she hissed now.
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