Mad World Mods (madworldmods) wrote in madworldrp, @ 2007-09-20 17:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | daisy hookum, landon aubrey |
RP Thread: Landon & Daisy (Complete!)
LJ-SEC: (ORIGINALLY POSTED BY landaubs)
Who: Landon and Daisy
When: Late Thursday evening, before curfew
Where: The astronomy tower
Rating: PG
Summary: After honesty went to hell and beyond, Landon and Daisy decided to get away from the journals, and from making bigger spectacles of themselves.
Landon forced himself to shut his journal and throw it forcefully away from where he was sitting on the floor in the astronomy tower, tucking himself into the shadows whenever footsteps echoed around him, not wanting to engage in conversation for fear of what might come out of his mouth next. He already said (or should he say wrote!) more than enough today, and effectively made a complete and utter arse out of himself in front of anyone who would bother to read the journals.
Daisy inparticular. But at least she seemed to be equally overly honest about everything.
Landon waited for her impatiently, casting sidelong glances as his discarded journal and resisting the urge to pick it up again and see what else had been said. Christ, he hoped she got here soon.
The journey to the Astronomy Tower was a rough one for Daisy. She knew that it would be wise to be discrete about what she was doing, but as soon as the urge to internalize her thoughts came over her, she would blurt out exactly what she didn't want to say to the nearest person. She had told everyone in the common room that she and Landon were going to meet in the Astronomy Tower and that she thought that they were going to kiss. She could hardly register the bemused/concerned expressions she received in response before she ran towards the exit.
Every person she walked past on her way there merited a confession as well.
"You smell horrid!"
"I think that you're not as attractive as you must think you are."
"I stole one of your quills in the first year and I promised that I would never think about it again, but here I am!"
Etc, ad nauseum.
By the time she reached the Astronomy Tower, she knew that there was something seriously wrong with her. It had been plaguing her all the while that something was so forced about this newfound honesty. (And she told three people about it on her way.) It was so unlike her, and she knew that she might come to regret all of this- but at the same time, she was living honestly and completely in the moment. It was a philosophical dream.
Finally, after several eternities, she arrived, but Landon was no where in plain sight.
"Landon?" She called out, "Are you really here?"
"Over here, Daisy. In the corner," he called softly, smiling as she spotted him and waving slightly. "Yeh look real nice. And I'm excited to see yeh, even though a'm absolutely petrified too. Did yeh meet many people on the way here? Been tryin' to avoid as many as possible 'cause I dun wanna make'n arse of meself."
His palms started to sweat. Ugh, what was going to come out of his mouth next? How was he going to embarass himself? Shit! They were going to start talking about sex again, were they?
She walked towards him, feeling legitimately frightened. This was too tangible. It was almost like a dream talking about kissing (and having sex) through the journals because it was practically anonymous, but now he was right here and she had to confront the fact that..
"Now that we're here I don't know what to do."
Shit, that was aloud.
She was sort of hovering over him, though even sitting, he was still very tall. She hated herself for this. She hadn't prepared herself mentally and now she was acting like a fool- but even if she had, there was still the issue that the truth kept spewing forth.
"Me neither," Landon said, with little control. "Not the same as talkin' through the journals is it? Dunno. I mean..." he trailed off and swallowed. "I wanna kiss yeh, Daisy," he said, the words coming out in a quick jumble and he scrambled to his feet.
In front of her and blushing profously, he cleared his throat and grinned lopsidedly. "Tis gonna be awkward anyhow, eh? No matter what we say. So s'well ta just jump right in. I fancy you. Yeh fancy me. I wanna kiss yeh. Yeh wanna kiss me. That's right, yeah?"
"It's completely different," She said, her eyebrows furrowed. She was utterly taken aback when all at once, he was standing in front of her. How could this even be real?
"I want to kiss you too but I'm terribly scared," she said shakily. "I don't know how to go about it, anyway." Breathing in heavily, she put her hand on her face. "I'm really pathetic."
"No, no yer anything but pathetic," Landon replied, trying to smile reassuringly despite his nerves. "Yer adorable and sweet and a'm scared too, really, really scared. And I can show you. We can go real slow. There's no rush," he continued, reaching out and putting his hand over the one on her face and moving closer. "I'm probably gonna t'be rubbish, though."
She smiled too, feeling a little better about the whole situation. "You're very sweet to say those things." Maybe, she thought, "I'm just worrying myself too much." Aloud again, but it was better that way. "How bad could it be? Loads of people do it all the time.." Her voice trailed off.
He was very close- closer than any member of the opposite sex had ever been to her face, aside from her family. "This is okay," she said, believing it. So she moved in a little closer herself.
"Guid," Landon said with some relief. "Yeh smell really good," he added softly, and licked his lips slightly before leaning his head in. "A'm gonna kiss yeh now," he told her, and then did just that.
It was soft and tentative, slow, and Landon rested his other hand on her waist, sure he was probably blushing 300 shades of red.
Her heart was beating very quickly, and all kinds of unfamiliar chills were dancing around her body. Their lips had made contact, and she was kissing someone! She was kissing Landon.
Before she could stop herself to enjoy it, she quickly pulled away and looked at him very intently.
"That was my first kiss," she said excitedly. And then her face fell a little, "Oh sorry, I just spoiled it didn't I?"
"No, yeh didn't spoil anythin'," Landon said, biting his bottom lip and grinning, pleased with himself. While part of him was very angry at the honesty he'd been projecting since dinner, another part of him was glad for it, because otherwise he would be here right now, having kissed Daisy. They might have never talked about liking one another at all. He slid the hand on her waist around to her back, and the other from her face to the back of her neck. "Could I be yer second kiss to?"
"Okay."
She felt so entirely relieved. It was like a great burden had been lifted off her back. The dreaded first kiss was over. "Yes, you may. And many after that, I hope." She smiled coyly- whatever that meant. She was in unfamiliar waters still, intimacy was certainly something to be learned.
Feeling a little braver, she leaned in herself until their lips met.
Landon kissed her back earnestly, with more enthusiasm than he'd shown for the first, at her new suggestion that they might kiss again, not just now but later. Maybe for a long time? He certainly hope so. Rather than saying so, however, he found he could keep their lips pressed together and his hands where they were.
He laughed happily into their kiss.
Daisy wanted to move her hands from sort of loosely hanging, but didn't know where to put them. For a moment, she lingered around his chest before resting her hands there. She found that as they kissed, the more she was enjoying it. (It also helped that the veritaserum was finally loosening its hold on her mind.)
But as soon as he laughed, she lost focus again. Pulling away, she quickly asked, "Am I doing something wrong?"
"Absolutely nothin'," Landon answered, grinning at her. "Just noticin' that I can control meself a lil' more. S'a pleased sorta laugh. You taste really good," he added nervously, not able to stop himself from still being a little obnoxiously honest.
"Me too, I think." She paused for a moment, "But at this juncture of the evening, what would be the good in being dishonest?"
She began to blush a little, "Thank you, ehm.. You do too, although I admit that I have no basis for comparison- but that doesn't really matter. You do."
She mentally chided herself for being such a chatterbox, but there was still so much to be said.
"This has been the maddest night of my life, I think." She hardly wanted to think about some of the things she had said- poor Beverly Malkin. Oh Lord, she thought.
"Not s'much lyin' as not havin' ta stop kissin' to say whatever I feel compelled to," Landon explained, hesitantly starting to rub lightly where his hand was rested on the base of her neck.
"Yer not kiddin'," he said in response to her statement about the most maddening night of her life. "A'm not lookin' forward to tomorrow. Some'o the things I said... But s'not important right now. Yer important right now. Can deal with the other stuff when I got no choice."
"Mmm," she nodded, wordlessly agreeing. She really liked the feel of his hands on her neck. This new sense of physicality was so intriguing, and it was a little daunting of course, but mostly, she liked it.
"Thank you for being so nice to me- it sounds really absurd, I know, but thank you." How refreshing it was to be open with someone, to hold nothing back. "You're quite wonderful, you know," she added as an afterthought.
Landon blushed. "Yer quite wonderful yerself," he said, voice softening. "And yer welcome. Thank you fer not runnin' and hidin' once the truth started comin' out. Wouldn't wanna be anywhere but here right now."
"I wouldn't either- but," She stopped and furrowed her eyebrows. All good things must come to an end, after all.
"Do you have the time? I mean, curfew.." She gave him an apologetic look and (hesitantly) gave him an affectionate pat on the shoulder.
"Quarter ta nine," Landon replied, a little disappointed, looking at his watch. "Suppose we should head back before Peeves comes by. Think we've announced enough to the school today.
"Can walk yeh back o'course," he said with a grin as they pulled out of their semi-embrace. He reached tentatively for her hand.
Daisy nodded, and took his hand. What a sensational night it had been- now that her thoughts were safely in her head, she felt that she might reflect on it. Later, perhaps.
It was then, while walking back with Landon, that she realised that she had been snogging in the Astronomy tower- what a terrible cliche. But cliches existed, and she was living proof. What a night. She supposed that this is what it was like to be an average, red-blooded teenager. She'd never been so pleased about conforming, and she doubted that she would again. But, after all, who knew? After tonight, anything seemed plausible. Nothing was sacred, or certain.
"What came over us?" She asked Landon after a while.
"An uncontrollable need t'be as honest as possible," Landon said, having been reflecting on the evening as they walked in comfortable silence. He didn't know where it was going to go from here, but she'd certainly given him the impression that it was more than just a Right Now thing. Hadn't she said that she'd wanted to kiss him and eventually have sex with him? Although, in retrospect, sex probably wasn't the best thing to be thinking about right now. Right now he just needed to focus on the conversation Right Now, and kissing her goodnight.
"D'you think you would've ever told me yeh fancied me if it wasn't for that?"
"Perhaps," she said quietly. She enjoyed being honest, but at the same time, she knew that it was extremely unlike her. Everything she had said and done was such a departure from her usual cold, stoic exterior.
But tonight, every thought that passed through her mind was another truth waiting to be told, another opportunity to make up for lost confessions and un-aired feelings.
"I don't know," she told him honestly, though she was leaning towards a 'no'- she opened her mouth to tell him this, but stopped herself before she could make a sound. The remnants of the serum still had a tiny foothold, but it was nothing that she couldn't control.
"Would you?"
"Might've," Landon admitted with a shrug. "If yeh'd come listen to me play I think I could've worked up the courage. I tried ta get yeh interested when we were talkin' about me playin' guitar, but I didn't think it was a like, like thing, yeh know?"
They were almost at the entrance to the common room and Landon stopped them for a moment, looking meaningfully at Daisy, wanting to get the lingering wonder out of his way. "I have ta ask," he started slowly, furrowing his eyebrows, causing his glasses to slide partway down his nose. Pushing them back up he continued. "Just. Yeh said before that yeh didn't think yeh were the boyfriend havin' sort. I'm not sayin' that we have ta jump right inta titles or nothin', just... did yeh wanna try'n get there?"
Daisy smiled at the mention of the guitar. So he had been flirting with her. That was very interesting, but most of all she found it incredibly charming.
"Oh, well." Um. She was severely unprepared to answer this question, but this sort of thing had to be addressed- she would've been wondering the same thing eventually.
"I- you. Ehm," she scratched her arm in lieu of the incredibly articulate answer she was currently giving. "It's hard to say, what I meant before when I said that I wasn't meant to be in a relationship was that I- I was being incredibly self-deprecating, but there is some truth in that- it's not that I don't fancy you because I really do. I just don't know if I'm capable of being good at it. Maybe- eventually?"
"Eventually s'fine with me," Landon answered, content enough for now. He didn't want to push Daisy into something she wasn't ready for, and truth be told (though he was quite happy to keep some thoughts to himself now) he wasn't exactly sure if he was ready for it himself.
"If we ever do get there though, I'm sure yeh'll be fine. Just whatcha gotta learn, eh?" Landon said. "Gotta start somewhere."
He looked at his watch again, and it was nearly nine now; they were pushing the curfew envelope now, but Landon wasn't quite ready to go inside, just because he didn't want to finish the evening with the eyes of everyone in the common room on him and Daisy. The nerves had returned despite having already kissed her twice, and vaguely Landon wondered if they'd ever go away.
"C-can I," he started lamely, annoyed at himself for stuttering. "Can I kiss you good-night, then?"
Daisy was entirely relieved to hear that he agreed. A tiny voice buzzed that she was putting it off, procrastinating in some way, but she insisted (to herself) that this was the wisest decision. She did feel a little rushed, and certainly needed time to sort out how all of this actually fit into her life, or if it could at all.
"Yes," she said simply, smiling while inwardly wincing. It wasn't natural for either of them, but maybe it could be. Eventually. She closed her eyes in anticipation of the kiss.
Landon sucked up his courage and put his hands on either side of her face gently, and then leaned in to kiss her again. He tried to maintain a balance between showing her how much he liked her and not scaring her off as he did so, a small part of him quite afraid that once she got up to her room and really thought about everything that had happened, she'd change her mind.
Daisy received the kiss and pulled away chastely. "Thank you," she told him sincerely, "and goodnight." She gave him a small smile. She began to turn towards the door-knocker, feeling a little silly for acting so formally, before she faced him again.
"Really, though. Thank you."
"Yer welcome," Landon said quietly. "And I think I'll chance a cigarette," he added, pulling the carton out of his front pocket and turning in the direction of the nearest bathroom. "G'night."