I Scream For Ice Cream
auraprotector:
When he saw he red creeping up Roarkās cheeks, he wondered if it was a sign of a developing fever. Or was it just the heat? Should he re-wet the cloth to help him cool down? Before he could do anything, Roark slowly sat up, teasing him about his worrying. Well, his heart just about skipped a beat when a too hasty attempt to get up ended with Roark sinking to his knees. Riley was quick to support his friend with one arm wrapped around his shoulder. His lips were tugged downwards.Ā āYou tell me not to worry and then this happens.ā
āSure, sure,ā he says, mostly to keep Riley off his back. As much as he likes being fussed over, Rileyās worry has crossed his threshold of tolerance and now his patience is wearing thin.Ā āWell, thatās good,ā he adds after Riley says he doesnāt have any scary movies,Ā āI canāt do horror. I just canāt.ā He pauses--Roark canāt remember for certain whether heās met Rileyās father before or not.Ā
Not that heās given much time to think about it.
A little eep escapes him as Riley wraps his arm around his waist and helps him up. This wasnāt what he was expecting, but heās not complaining. Right now heās living the dream--if only he didnāt feel like ass at the moment. But no matter how ill or lightheaded he feels. Heās determined to enjoy this moment and milk it for all itās worth. Being pressed up against him elicits all sorts of emotions in him: joy, embarrassment, a little bitterness that this isnāt happening in the ideal context, and nervousness that heāll be seen. He ducks his face whenever somebody passes them by. Luckily the route gives them a wide berth and they arenāt bothered by too many people.Ā










