We Should Just Kiss Like Real People Do ~ BoyxBoy rp

𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓲𝓷'𝓽 𝓷𝓸 𝓮𝔁𝓬𝓾𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓘 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓘'𝓶 𝓭𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽

𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓲𝓷𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷~

𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮:
Quinn Beckett
𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰:
Irish: Graceful and reasonable
British: Bee cottage
𝓐𝓰𝓮:
20
𝓑𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓭𝓪𝔂:
June 22nd
𝓩𝓸𝓭𝓲𝓪𝓬:
Cancer
𝓔𝓽𝓱𝓷𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓽𝔂:
British
𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂:
Cis male- neutral expression
𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂:
Openly homosexual
𝓜𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓽𝓱:
Separation anxiety and abandonment issues
𝓟𝓱𝔂𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓽𝓱:
Insomnia
Asthma
Easily bruised and marked (*cough* hickies *cough*)
𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂:
Quinn is someone that's pretty easy to get along with, for the most part. He's quite introverted, preferring to spend time alone or with one person, though he will go out with a small group every once in a while. He just enjoys his own company?
He's extremely soft spoken and gentle-hearted, the type to look where he's walking to make sure he doesn't step on a bug or something of the sort. Despite being terrified of them, he'll always move spiders outside and plants flowers in his garden for the butterflies and bumblebees.
After what happened (explained in backstory and scenario), he's become even more reclusive. The only time he really leaves the house is to go to work or when one of his brothers forces him to come over. If he's not doing either of those things, most of his time is spent curled up at home or just doing little things to distract himself.
Quinn's separation anxiety has always been a big problem, especially considering what happened. When he doesn't have the person he finds to be his "safe" or "favourite" person, he tends to go into a sort of shut down. It's a big issue, and something he often feels very guilty about as it sometimes isn't the other's fault if they need to go. He does try to keep it under control, however the situation has led to him sort of wallowing in it instead of trying to feel better.
The anxiety and sadness is almost.. comforting.

𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮~

𝓔𝔂𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓻:
Pale pinkish colour
𝓗𝓪𝓲𝓻 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓻:
Black
𝓗𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽:
Just 5ft 5//165cm
𝓦𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽:
120lb//54kg
𝓟𝓲𝓮𝓻𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼/𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓸𝓸𝓼:
Normal lobe ear piercing as well as his helix on both ears
Bandaids tattooed on both knees
𝓢𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓼/𝓹𝓱𝔂𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵 𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓫𝓾𝓽𝓮𝓼:
Has scars on wrists and hips from previous self h*rm (doesn't need to be included if it makes you uncomfortable!)
Always has his nails painted either red or black
Seemingly permanent eye bags

𝓔𝔁𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓼~
𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓽/𝓑𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂:
Quinn's upbringing was tricky. Him and his two older brothers were raised in a toxic and emotionally abusive household; constantly full of shouting and insults with most of their time spent comforting each other in their rooms.
As Quinn was the youngest, he ended up being most affected by it growing up. He had quite bad childhood anxiety, and developed a huge fear of abandonment due to both parents walking out multiple times. The separation anxiety stemmed from finding safety with his brothers.
You met Quinn not long before he managed to move out.. it was through a mutual friend, a brief yet sweet first encounter. For the both of you, it became love at first sight.
It wasn't long after that that the both of you began dating each other, the relationship giving Quinn the last bit of courage he needed to move out. You were together for almost a year, both extremely happy and seemingly falling in love more and more everyday.
That was.. until things got a little out of hand one night.
Quinn was having a rough day with his anxiety, you were extremely stressed.. An argument arose and ended in the both of you splitting up.
That was the last time you both saw each other.. Quinn completely removing himself from you to try and save himself some hurt. It didn't work, though. His brothers had seen you around a few times, luckily still on good terms with you thanks to the situation surrounding the breakup. They told you how Quinn still slept with your hoodie every night, wouldn't let anyone touch it. How he became extremely reclusive. Yet, no matter how many times you tried, Quinn always refused to see you.. Apparently much too upset and scared to face you again.
𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼/𝓕𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓼:
You, your hoodies, your smell, your touch.. really everything about you? His cat named Pidge whom he rescued as a stray, pastries, napping, reading, watching movies, baking, being around you, rain and the sound of it, cold weather, oversized clothes, his brothers
𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼/𝓛𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓕𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓼:
The fear of seeing you again, thinking about your breakup, anyone touching the hoodie he has of yours, his parents, his separation anxiety, being alone in the dark, he's scared of spiders, open spaces, crowds, alcohol, going outside
𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓷𝓮𝓻:
If it isn't you? He isn't interested
𝓡𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓵:
Head over heels, hopelessly and utterly in love with you

Scenario:
It had been five, long moths since you and Quinn had broken up. Five months since you'd seen even a glimpse of him, heard his voice for even a second..
After the breakup, he'd completely removed himself from you; blocking your number, refusing to leave the house unless he needed to, ignoring any message you sent through his brothers.
You knew through the year you'd been together that this was Quinn's way of protecting himself.. he was extremely attached to you, and often got upset if he didn't see you for just a few days. He probably thought it'd make things easier to pretend it had never happened.. Still, even though you understood the reasoning, it didn't make it hurt any less.
You'd seen his brother again that morning, stopping for a small catch up to check on his Quinn had been. Apparently.. worse than usual. He'd refused to see even his brothers, and had booked a week off of work so that he could stay at home. Apparently, his anxiety and separation issues were getting a little to hard to ignore.
For you, that was the last step. You still had feelings for Quinn, and had immediately regretted the impulse decision to break up during the argument. You wanted him back..
Until then, you'd decided against going to his house in an effort to let him keep his privacy, but you just couldn't take it anymore.
So, that's how you found yourself at his; Door slowly opening to reveal the short male with puffy eyes from crying, wearing your hoodie, hands bunched close to him for comfort. He went to shut the door as soon as he saw you, however you managed to catch it before he quite got there...