—Pool

@Jaeho When someone entered the vicinity, Meto slowly turned his head to look at him. He followed every one of the other's movements, albeit with a passive expression. He just stood there and stared. Meanwhile Ruana was wondering if she should have Meto put on some sunscreen as well. Although.. he had his parasole and with how he acted like he was allergic to sunrays, sunscreen wouldn't be necessary. He really should get some light on his skin though, as pale as it was. Oh well. Ruana wasn't going to force him to sunbathe. She hated every inch of Meto and was going to make sure he was alone and unhappy until the day he died, but punishing him with UV rays? That was ridiculous. The sun and the shade of his skin weren't really a major factor in her quest to keep him isolated.

Meto continued to watch him swim around in the pool, automatically taking a step back when water splashed his way. He didn't respond to the male just yet, simply standing there like a statue... or a doll. "Ruana, do I know him?", he mumbled softly. And that's when it clicked. Not with Meto, but with Ruana. That was his brother. His family. . That certainly didn't fit into her pretty picture. What to do? She could lie and say he did not. Meto would never suspect anything, but if Jaeho recognized him then the poor boy would get incredibely confused. That was always a problem, it made him rebellious. So lying wasn't an option then. Tell him the truth? Sure, why not. It's not like Meto would start crying of joy and jump into his arms when he found out Jaeho was his brother. It still had it's risks.. But Ruana was confident she could handle it. She simply had to keep the two away from each other. "What's wrong?", Meto asked in a hushed voice, noticing the distress on the bear's face. 'Nothing, I'm fine. And yes, you do Meto. Good job recognizing him! That's Jaeho, your brother. But look, he doesn't seem to know who you are. How sad.', she hummed carefully, for the first in a long time unsure of how Meto would react. "Oh..." Well that was anticlimatic. That was it? An 'Oh'? ...Ruana wasn't complaining.

Something stirred within Meto at the mention of his brother. Their relationship had never been quite healthy, but Jaeho was a saint in comparison to his parents. Ruana's arrival in his life had pushed the memory of his brother out and his reappearance was threatening to mess up his priorities. Currently, his only prioritiy was Ruana. "..." His grip tightened on the bear once more.

Ruana pondered how to respond to Jaeho, who had now decided to speak to him. 'Walk away Meto. Your brother wasn't there for you in all those years. He doesn't know you anymore. Only I do. Walk away. Let's go back to our room and you can sit in the dark all you like.' To her surprise, Meto shook his head. Subtly, but he did. "I want to talk to him..." Ah . 'Really? I don't think you can though. I'm the one doing the talking all the time. I don't want to talk to him, I don't like your brother. He left you alone.' Meto seemed to let her words sink in for a moment. He was about to turn away from the other and go back inside, when Ruana changed her mind and stopped him. 'Stop.' Meto reacted immediately, freezing mid-movement. Then, as per her instructions, he pulled out a notebook and started to write: RUANA SAYS NOT TO TALK TO METO.

@Meto Jaeho stretched his tired limbs. Looking at the clock he saw that he'd slept about three hours during his nap. Standing he tried to think of what he wanted to do that day. The pool sounded nice, plus usually no one was around to bother him at this time of day. Changing into his swim suit he walked slowly down to the pool, his flip flops clacking with each step. When he came to the pool, his towel, sunscreen, and sunglasses in hand, was when he saw the..girl? He couldn't really tell half the time since some people decided to cross dress. Meh, he didn't really care either way. Setting his things down he sprayed on his sunscreen, his flip flops already off and set neatly besides the chair.

Making sure he didn't have his phones in his pocket he dived in, swimming long ways. Coming out of the water he began doing the back , chuckling as he called to the unknown person "Sorry if I got you and your little bear wet~" Winking at the person he decided who was male he went to the edge, shaking his hair as if he was a wet dog before slicking it back.

Jaeho wasn't shy about his appearance, he knew people thought he was handsome and he didn't mind the attention he usually drew. Usually he joked that he was the reason why the candy shop he worked at was so popular, that instead of coming for sweets they came to see him. Moving to sit on the edge he leaned back and let the sun hit his toned chest. With his head back he sighed, enjoying the rays on sunlight. Perhaps a little social activity wouldn't hurt.

"So what's your name cutie?" He asked, feeling as if he had seen the male before. Perhaps in a past life. "Nice umbrella." He commented, his head coming up so he could look at the other. Taking in his full appearance he nodded, smiling at him. Honestly, Jaeho didn't believe that there was such a thing as ugly people, just s who want to make people feel bad about themselves. While Jaeho was truly evil he was evil in more of a mischievous and ed way. He never hurt anyone unless he had a reason, or if they asked of course. Standing he moved to sit next to him, smiling at the bear. "What's your bears name?"

@Jaeho It was a nice, warm day and Ruana was in a pretty good mood. She liked the sun. Meto did not, he preferred to stay in the darkness of his room. Perhaps that's why she liked the sun so much. 'Meto get up. We're going outside.', she cooed in his head, her young childish voice echoing in his mind. "Do I like it outside?", he asked in a hushed whisper, but rose from the bed he'd been sitting on for the last three hours nonetheless. Ruana could tell he had a feeling he did not, there was no need to lie to him. 'No you don't. You like to stay in the dark. Take the parasol and shield yourself from the sun.', she suggested. As always, he did as told.

Meto had found the bear Ruana shortly after leaving home, just a couple days. The schizophrenia combined with the feelings of self-hatred mingled and the personality Ruana was created. He didn't have split personalities, she is a voice in his mind that Meto believes comes from the teddybear. Scared and feeling guilty, he became a doll. A confused, empty doll that Ruana led like a puppetmaster. Meto was ofcourse still Meto so he had his likes and dislikes, but he was so far gone that he wasn't sure who he was anymore and always turned to his teddybear, when he was unsure whether he liked something or not. He trusted and trusts Ruana more than anyone in this world. He'd be nothing without her.

With small steps, Meto walked along the hallways of the mansion that belonged to the club. He'd been here a few days now, just sitting around and staring into nothingness. 'Where are you going Meto?', Ruana asked calmly, a hint of genuine curiousity in her voice. 'Is there somewhere you want to go to?' The thought made him stop dead in his tracks. After a moment of silence he shook his head. "No, I don't think so." Ruana smiled, (Meto hallucinates that the bear smiled) she'd expected the response. 'There's somewhere I want to go to though. The pool. Go to the pool. Just follow the hallway and go down the first staircase to your left. Don't worry about remembering all that. I'll remind you again.' He nodded and started to walk once more. Indeed by the time they reached the first staircase, he'd forgotten Ruana's words again and was about to go right past it. 'The staircase, Meto. Go down the staircase. We're going to the pool.' Ruana was very patient with him and always had been. She knew exactly how to handle the boy. No surprise there, since she was Meto's own creation after all.

'Isn't the water pretty? Hold your parasole up, or the sun will shine on you.' Meto just stood at the edge of the pool, expression blank and stared at his blurred reflection. 'You look quite ugly, don't you?', Ruana asked, giggling to herself. "I don't know. Is that ugly?" 'Very ugly. But that's alright, I don't care. I'll stay with you forever, regardless of your appearance.' Meto simply nodded and hugged the bear tighter to his chest.

@Meto Touching his thighs gently he loved the paleness, the smoothness. Leaning down he nuzzled the others crotch, not paying attention to his nervousness. Instead he at the other through his before pulling them off slowly. A gleam of light caught his eyes and he smirked just a bit, not making any moves to touch them. Giving the others stomach a few kisses he let his lips trailed down until he was taking the others member into his hand and stroking him to hardness, then proceeding to let his tongue glide over the hot flesh. Wetting the entire member before he finally wrapped his lips around the head and , gentle as he could be and more. Reaching up he teased the others s, rubbing the lip ring and pulling on it gently. God the other was so cute it hurt. Even during ual actions like this he still found his brother to be one of he cutest, if not the cutest, things in the world. more of the others length into his mouth he didn't stop until the tip was brushing the back of his throat. Then he did something he hadn't thought he would do for awhile. Letting the others length slide down his throat he deep throated him and hummed, sending the vibrations up his shaft.

@Jaeho (... I'm killing myself again. Gosh I swear I'm a masochist. I die writing vanilla and yet I still do it over and over and over again. *sigh* oh well Let's rumba as much as vanilla can rumba! *sob*)

(I think Jaeho should let his evil surface a bit later, since it would backfire now)

Jaeho's sweet words acted like a tranquilizer. He'd heard it all before, but it was starting to click that this was his brother's voice and not some dirty old man. If it was Jaeho it was alright. It was alright. It was alright. Because it is Jaeho, it's alright. Meto was repeating these words over and over in his mind, like a mantra. And the more he thought it, the more it became reality. Sort of like self-hypnosis. He trusted his brother. Never once in his memory, had Meto been let down by him. Jaeho had always been his favourite person. If anyone could touch him without Meto going into mental recluse, it was his brother.

He didn't need to look to know what his brother was referring to. His curly blond hair lay scattered beneeth him, still neat and tidy, as he parted his milky, sun-deprived thighs. At first only a fraction, just enough for his knees to part. Meto grabbed Ruana and hugged her to his chest before proceeding, now spreading them nice and wide, even angling them to rest his feet at the edge of the bed. The younger looked up at Jaeho almost expectantly, but also curiously. Lips firmly closed shut, his pierced tongue darted out to moisten them. Was he nervous? Expectant? Anticipating? That gleam in his eyes had to mean something. His nails dug into the sides of his stuffed toy. Meto was squirming slightly, barely noticably. But he was and that finger hooked into one of his rings could also not be mistaken.

@Meto Jaeho knew to always be gentle when touching his younger brother. It was like a unspoken rule in his head, to always be gentle. God knows what he's been through these past years, he didn't want to scare him by groping him. Only kisses, kisses seemed to be something the other was semi okay with. The sound of the pant had him smiling, nuzzling the skin as he whispered sweet nothings. Telling him how pretty he was, how soft his skin was, how much he loved him. Those were all things he whispered.

Sitting up he looked down at the younger, cupping his cheek gently as he looked into his eyes. "Is it okay if I touch.." He looked down at the others crotch, not wanting to do it if the other didn't want him to. The thought off ing him hadn't really occured to him yet. For now he just wanted to bring him pleasure, perhaps him a bit until he came. "I won't hurt you.." He whispered, caressing his cheek with actual sincerity in his eyes. "I promise." Despite all of Jaehos flaws he never broke a promise, ever.

@Jaeho Meto gave a small nod in understanding and curled his lower lip into his mouth once more, to play with the snakebite. This time, out of nervousness. Like a small child on his way to the dentist, that's how he felt like right now. At first, he had Ruana in his lap as Meto looked over at Jaeho. His legs shifted slightly as a warm hand nestled on his thigh. The younger of the two closed his eyes into the brief kiss, silently wishing it had lasted a little longer so that he could calm his racing heart. He was nervous and slightly tense. Since childhood he'd never liked being touched much, but it had gotten worse as he lived alone. It'd be a miracle for a ten-year-old to survive on it's own for so long. Of course some things happened, both good and bad. But the bad were the cause of his increased fear of being touched. Touching other's was fine.. he just didn't like being in a position where hands were being run all over his body. Bad memories, bad experiences. And no, he was never a e. He was just to look at and touch, not . Perhaps the occasional servicing (giving a , a or a woman's ), but never anything more. Still, the experience of being touched and d by unknown strangers night after night, day after day had scarred him.

Opening his eyes just a fraction, he peered at his brother, taking in the sight before him. Meto lay down, one hand firmly holding his bear as he slowly let himself sink into the feeling of soft kisses and costing his sensitive skin. A quiet pant left him, nothing but a breath, but still something. Jaeho's words were the most effective of all, combined with his touch and it was soothing Meto's sporadically rising panic.

@Meto "If you don't like it tell me to stop, try to push me away or something." Taking the others hand he led him to his bed, making him sit on it before sitting besides him. Placing a hand on his thigh he leaned forward and kissed his lips. Moving his lips down to his jaw he continued to his neck, softly. Pushing him back down on the bed he climbed on top of him, continuing to kiss and marks into his neck. He hoped the other wouldn't push him away, he'd missed his brother and he wanted to touch and hold him. He wanted to bring pleasure to his little pet. "My pet..My cute little pet." He whispered, his voice y and husky from lust.

@Jaeho Ruana hanging loosely from his one hand, Meto draped his dress over the knook in his elbow and then followed along again in nothing but his . As they walked, he took a moment to admire the view of his brother from the back. Yes, it really was familiar. He'd seen that view many many times before. Weird that it was back now. His gaze dropped to the floor as they continued and he led on his snakebite absent-mindedly. It was no sign of nervousness, perhaps anticipation? Something of the sort anyway. Taking hold of the towel, he wrapped it around himself, slowly drying himself off. It was indeed cold. Turning slightly, he watched his brother lock the door and then looked at him questioningly. At the mention of a lot of touching, Meto looked down uncomfortably, hugging Ruanda close to him. After a few seconds thought, he glanced at Jaeho once more and gave a fraction of a nod, accompanied by a little smile. Although he hid the latter by covering the bottom half of his face with the stuffed toy. By now, Meto was beginning to understand what was happening. But he wasn't sure yet.

@Meto Turning he quickly got what the other wanted, beginning to take off his dress. What a pity. He quite liked that dress. When he saw a hint of a tattoo he furrowed his brows, pulling at the cloth to reveal more of it. Now that was hot. A corset? Jesus, his brother had definitely changed. Pulling him again he took him up to his room after grabbing his towel and tank top, draping his towel over the other to keep him from getting cold. Taking him to his room he led him inside, locking the door closed afterwards. "This game will require a lot of touching so I hope you're okay with it.." He said softly.

@Jaeho (I can't wait till you see him . He's got a corset piercing on his back and no matter what people say.. That is ing y.)

Meto would need a moment to get used to his brother's touches, but he knew he would as the other's lips pressed against his skin. Almost instinctively, he tilted his head slightly to give the other better access. Like in the good old days. With one hand, he was still holding onto his brother as he was pressed against the wall of the pool. Staring up at him, his eyes revealed a hint of confusion... Meto was not an ignorant child anymore. He hadn't let anyone touch him down there, but he'd touched others all over. Nevertheless, he was about as perceptive as a stone and didn't catch the connection. But since he was playing it with Jaeho, it must be fun and so he followed along obediently. His clothes hung heavily on his body as he stepped out of the water and it was making it hard to walk. Tugging on his brother's swimming trunks to get his attention, Meto stopped and turned around, wanting the other to untie his dress in the back. It had really up a lot of water and was far too heavy for him to feel comfortable in it. And since when had Meto cared what others thought of him? Never.

@Meto Laughing quietly at the sudden hug he happily hugged his brother back, burying his face into his neck once again. Smiling at the slight nod he kissed up the others neck until he came to his lips, giving them a soft peck. Their games had always been fun. Especially for Jaeho. Pushing him gently against the wall he nuzzled the others cheek. "I have a bit of a new twist on one of our games..perhaps we should play them in our rooms so no one will come and interrupt us?" He asked, though it wasn't really a question since he was already guiding the others frame towards the stairs.

@Bobby /grabs a cup and pours a drink into it;
/brings the cup up to my lips, taking a long sip;

@Jaeho (Sure thing!)

@Meto ((I got to go I'll reply later~))

@Jaeho Standing perfectly, he watched Jaeho take the soggy notebook and put it away. As he did so, an odd feeling brewed in the pit of his stomach. His brother was here before him. Somehow it hadn't really sank in yet. His brother, that person he hadn't seen for years. The one he'd frequently thought of when he was sad or lonely. And now he had found him again.. just like that! Fidgeting slightly, Meto looked down uneasily. Stepping from one foot to another, he began to fiddle with Ruana as well. He couldn't hold it long, the wave of emotions - okay that was exggerated, but he was happy to see him again. Choosing not to reply to his brother just yet he rushed through the water as quickly as it let him and enveloped him into another hug. A very tight hug. Meto was clinging onto him, as if he refused to let go again. It was a belated 'I missed you too'. After a moment of nothing, he nodded his head slightly, just enough for his brother to notice. He smiled again. Meto had been smiling alot since his brother showed up, which had been mere minutes ago.

@Meto Smiling at the kiss he nuzzled the others cheek. He loved his brother. His silence was nice, Jaeho could easily fill it in with his noise. Taking the others hand he intertwined their fingers, loving to touch his brother in ways most people would find just a bit odd. But that was only in public. When alone they would share more kisses, or at least used to. And Jaeho could pet him, hug him, cuddle him, and call him sweet names. The old days had been perfect. But now they were older, and Jaeho realized he wanted to do o much more to his brother.

Taking the wet notebook he set it down on the edge of the pool, not bothering to take Ruana since he knew he'd never let go of it. "Now brother...do you want to play some of the games we used to play? They were always so fun and you seemed to like them."

@Jaeho Meto watched his brother curiously, somehow very interested in his behaviour. It had been years since he'd last seen him. He'd always liked Jaeho. He was nice and always played with him. He liked touching a lot, though. Something Meto wasn't all too fond of for various reasons he will not speak of. Or for no reasons at all, depending on the situation. But with his brother it was alright. With large eyes he followed each and every one of Jaeho's movements. He'd heard that small mutter and hid his pleased grin behind Ruana, lifting her up. He was shy and the warmth he felt at the compliment made him feel embarrassed. At his brother's next comment, he again made eye contact, albeit still hiding behind his bear. Meto shook his head. He'd never spoken. Not around his family, not after he'd left them. Without his notebook, he had no way of communicating, but that didn't bother him. Meto had never written much to begin with. Another sweet smile crept onto his lips, still not visible to the other's eyes. He nodded. Ruana was never going to leave him. He'd gotten the teddybear from their aunt for his 3rd birthday. It had never left his side since.

Like a turtle hiding in it's shell, Meto ducked away a little at the kiss on the cheek, but let it happen without a fuss and nodded. In an apologetic notion, he leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on his brother's lips. He saw nothing wrong with being called a pet, it was perfectly normal. He'd always been called his pet. The pet had left, but now they were reunited once more. Meto wasn't sure how he felt about that. He didn't really mind, I suppose. I suppose.

@Meto Feeling the other hug back put his heart at ease. Ah, Jaeho. His beloved brother. His parents hardly cared after he left, but Jaeho was worried sick. He had just lost his favorite pet but now he was back. And now he looked even cuter than ever. He definitely wouldn't be letting him go ever again. Swimming closer he didn't like the distance, Jaeho had always loved skinship. Touching one of his strands of hair he smiled, muttering "Cute." Looking at the boy he realized that he was in full dress, tilting his head to the side he couldn't help but ask. "Why didn't you change? Don't you have a swimsuit?" Glancing at the teddy bear he chuckled. "You still have Ruana?" Swimming close again he stood only a few mere centimeters away from him, enough to lean over and kiss his cheek before whispering "Don't run away again, okay? I missed you, my little pet."

@Jaeho Meto turned to see who had arrived, a startled expression on his face. There were quite a few people, but somehow most of them turned away again. Only one remained. That person was odd. Meto stayed put as the other approached him, bewildered and confused. Jinho. Jinho. Jinho. He used to be called Jinho. That was his name. His parents gave him that name. Why was this person calling him brother? Hesitantly, he wrapped his arms around the other's frame. Very hesitantly, unsurely, one hand still clutching onto Ruana. Brother? Meto let himself be hugged, thinking back to his days at home. That's right, he'd had a brother. Jaeho. He'd never forgotten about him, but he didn't remember what he looked like. Maybe like this person? The embrace felt familiar... familial. Oh. Right. His notebook was getting wet. He couldn't write in it anymore.. Meto made a mental note to buy a new one later. Slowly, Meto pulled away once more. Hugging the bear to his chest, he took a step back and eyed the person before him. A smile graced his lips once more. Somehow he could tell, this was Jaeho. His brother. How odd.

@Meto Jaeho had hurried to the pool, his friend calling behind him and following him. Being the fastest of the 'pack' he easily made it there first, stripping his tank top off, leaving him in nothing more than a pair of swim trunks. When he saw the person in the pool he froze however. His friends saw him too and groaned, wanting to swim alone with no else there. They left, telling Jaeho to call them when the person was gone. Blinking Jaeho came closer to the edge and sat, his legs dipping into the pool. "Hi..," He recognized this person, where from he didn't remember right away. But that small face..and the bear. They were all too familiar. Then he remembered, and it hit him harder than when a wave hits a shore. "Jinho?!" Jumping into the water he swam near the other, tilting his head as he stared at his brother in who knows how long. Questions rushed through his head but all he did was hug him, burying his face in his neck as he smiled softly. "Hi brother, miss me?"

@Jaeho Meto sat at the edge of the pool, squatting. Teddybear tucked under one arm, he held it close to his body as he stared into the clear blue water shimmering under the sunlight. He was holding a dark umbrella made of victorian lace to shield himself from the UV rays. His curly blond hair was done up to both sides as usual, framing his small face. For a split second his pierced tongue darted out to moisten his red lips. It was hot underneath his corset. He should go back inside. Change. But the water looked so pretty, so he stayed. As he stared into the water, tips of his fingers grazing along the cool surface, Meto wasn't really thinking of anything. Just taking a moment to be blank. A white sheet waiting to be drawn on. After a few minutes of doing nothing in particular, he pushed himself up on his platform shoes and slowly made his way to the staircase leading into the water. One step after another, he made his way forward, sinking in further and further. The material of his dress floated up. With steady, small steps Meto pushed through the water to the center of the pool. One arm stretched out, he dragged it along the surface, making small waves. A smaller smile appeared on his lips. His bear Ruana was getting a little wet but that was alright. He'd stand in the sun later and wait for him and her to dry.