theo fell

“Yours didn’t tell you until—“ he started to talk even before she finished, mostly because he couldn’t believe that this was happening and it was like his mouth couldn’t control himself. His face dropped for a moment, only because that explained why her parents were so shitty to her. He still doesn’t expect the next confession, though, but between seeing Melody’s dead twin sister, and being attacked by a vampire, he doesn’t react with as much surprise as he thought that he would. “Oh, so, what does that mean, exactly?” He wasn’t afraid, this was his little cousin.

He can’t stop smiling. Theo’s extremely youthful in that regard--he can never really stop smiling, especially when he’s around someone that he’s vining with. When it’s romantic, the smile only grows bigger, and now Theo was full-on cheesing. His face would hurt later, he thought to himself. It was worth it, though. The thing with James was, even though this was his first time on a date with a guy, he was no longer nervous. Well, he wasn’t nervous anymore that he was a guy. Theo now was just nervous in the kind of way that he was always nervous with someone he was just starting to get to know, and like. He’s in awe of the other’s accomplishments, just because they seem so much bigger than his. It scared him because that brought up the thought in Theo’s mind that he probably wasn’t good enough for the other one. While Theo tried to be optimistic and strived to be the best person that he could be, he’s noticed that in his past, people haven’t really wanted more than just his face. It was as if his personality was so average that his face was the only thing interesting about him. But so many people seemed to have both the face and the personality, and Theo wasn’t going to not be himself just so he could get more dates. He just had to find someone who didn’t mind that he was a little bland. He was hoping James didn’t mind, especially because he was talking so much and showing that personality that he thought was bland. “Well, thanks, I don’t think it’s an actual word but,” he shrugged. The next question made him nervous, but Theo’s honest about it, “Not seriously.” Sure, there had been hazing in his frat where it happened, frat parties where it happened. But the guys would always pretend it didn’t happen the next day. “But I would like if you did. For logic’s sake.”

verse 1 (postiotd!theo): right after where the rp left off. theo has just figured out about the supernatural, but doesn't know all too much about it. he's still falling in love with basically everyone he meets, and...being theo.

He gave her a grateful smile, although there was sadness behind his eyes. The world was already a dark place lately, and with the discovery of more dark things, his optimism waned. “Vervain. Okay, sounds easy enough. Any other uh, herbs I should be taking or is that all?” Because she did mention other supernatural creatures.

“That’s a bad word,” Theo raised his eyebrows in amusement, because that’s probably what his preschoolers would say if he said the phrase. “Yeah. But now that I’m an adult, I can eat all the ice cream I want, and stay up as late as I want, so everything I missed out on, I think I’m getting,” he grinned.

He shook his head, before raising an eyebrow, “No, don’t stop. Because otherwise, I’m gonna start talking. And I can go on a mean, out of the way, tangent,” he told her honestly. He talked when he was nervous, and girls made him very nervous. The only reason that he hadn’t spoken more is because she was talking a lot. He hadn’t even brought up another Mountain Dew flavor yet, which was impressive.

“She was amazing. I was really sorry to hear about her passing,” Theo gave his condolscenes but left the talking about death part there, because that’s what he would want, especially with all of the deaths in his extended family lately. “Oh, word. I was just scared of all of the adults, honestly. And I’m sure you’ll figure it out, if you’re not already as good as she was.”

 “Of course I’ll buy you a drink. Even though I feel like that’s not enough. How about just a night of drinks on me?” he suggested, slightly aware that she might be joking but still feeling like it was a fair offer to give for her kindness.

“I have no doubt about that. You could definitely take me,” Theo commented, mostly because he felt like the other could be scrappy and catch him off guard, and Theo didn’t know if he could actually fight a girl, or even a guy, just because he wasn’t a fighter. “Yeah, but still. I appreciate it.”

“That’s nice. Especially because you all are family, now. Kind of cool that three of the Founding Families are all also related now. The Forbes-Gilbert-Salvatore Clan has a good ring to it,” he chuckled, before nodding with a small chuckle. “You just as scary as her at the station? I remember I was terrified of your mom. There was no way I was sneaking extra dessert at the Lockwood’s when she was around.”

“Hmm, you better run. Maybe you should have left me alone that other night. Now you’re talking to the epitome of a psychopath,” he chuckled, before raising an eyebrow, “Hey, I can’t even complain. You’ve done enough for me, already.”

“There’s more than one. Okay,” he kept nodding, “Cool, cool. That’s fine. As long as they aren’t hungry, I guess.” he kept nodding, unable to stop as he processed all of the information. “So, I could get eaten. Anywhere. That’s—thought the only thing that could me was a bear. Or a shark. Not Edward Cullen.”

“Yeah, of course there are those situations,” Theo nodded. He didn’t realize that she might have been talking about something personal—she was a little edgy looking, but she didn’t look like a murderer to Theo. Theo’s mouth practically hinged open, eyes wide in disbelief, shaking his own head at himself, “God, really? I had no idea.”

“You’re crushing on me?” he asked innocently, a bashful smile appearing on his lips. Despite the attention that he did get from others, he was always surprised when people liked hm. Mainly because he’s never sure if it’s due to his face, or his last name. He felt like it usually had nothing to do with his personality because he was kind of boring. “You know the more you talk, the more I want to hear you talk.”

Theo pressed his lips together, giving his cousin a reluctant nod, afraid to where this was all going, “Yeah, I remember.” Theo looked blankly at Charlie for a moment, before just asking, “What the fuck? Maybe they could have, I don’t know—told us when we were that age. Instead of calling them freaking bedtime stories.” He didn’t curse often, but he felt the need to right now. “What the fuck?” he repeated.

“I mean yeah, I think it’s just important that the collaboration in schools and with CPS in there. I don’t think we have a social worker at the preschool, but I remember having them as we got older. So, what made you leave Australia to come to this little town?”