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Posts tagged wow; you are making me begin to like ClaudJ <3 XD
Oh my giddy, giddy, giddy… aunt!: Ukuleles Are Finally Cool! - @Claud
Claud had some difficulty learning the strumming techneque that JJ was teaching him, but he quickly realized that that may have been because JJ was having a hard time teaching. When JJ finally stopped to let Claud try, his eyes wandered upward, meeting JJ’s eyes, which were fixed on Claud’s lips. Claud suddenly stopped playing his ukulele. Fuck it, what’s the worst that can happen? Without a word, Claud leaned over, closer to JJ until the two were practically pressed together. Claud leaned closer still, his lips just inches away from JJ’s.
JJ hardly pays attention to Claud’s difficulties with strumming. JJ stops staring at Claud’s lips only to notice Claud looking at him. Claud leans in towards JJ. Their lips are so achingly close to touching. JJ feels like he can’t resist the temptation. He closes his eyes and closes the gap between their lips. JJ kisses Claud gently, inwardly sighing at how good it feels. I’m probably going to hell, I may as well enjoy the ride.
As their lips touch, Claud can’t help but to kiss JJ back. It wasn’t some meaningless kiss on the lips, it was far more passionate than that. Claud’s right hand made it’s way up to JJ’s face, resting on his cheek as the two kissed. You fool. What the fuck are you doing? Are you really so pathetic that you can’t control yourself just ONE time?!
JJ smiles against Claud’s lips. The French boy was a surprisingly gentle and sweet kisser. His heart flutters like crazy when Claud puts his hand on his face. Kissing Rennie feels so similar to this, when it’s about love and not when we’re sex-crazed teenagers. After what feels like eternity, they end the kiss. JJ looks deeply in Claud’s eyes. All he could think to say was, “That was incredible.” He grins widely, realizing he used the same compliment as Claud used for his singing.
Claud was no fool, he knew exactly what JJ meant and he couldn’t contain the grin that formed on his lips. Don’t do anything stupid, Claud, his life’s fucked up enough right now as it is without you’re cock getting involved too…Claud relaxed on the couch. He and JJ had been talking for a while now and he felt comfortable with him. When JJ asked if he’d ever settle with the right person, Claud spoke honestly. “I dunno, maybe. I’ve never actually given it much thought…Maybe, someday…but right now…I just don’t know.” He knew exactly why JJ asked, and grinned again. Does he actually think he’s being subtle? Claud continued plucking the strings of his instrument, playing the chord JJ had taught him. After a long pause he said “But maybe. I wouldn’t throw the idea out all together…”
JJ’s face couldn’t get any more red at this point. Those grins, he knows. Fucking hell, subtle you are not, you complete and utter bonehead. He couldn’t stop his heart from fluttering when Claud said he might be able to settle down someday. Rennie can’t even call you his boyfriend, at least Claud’s honest. Before he could go down that mental path, Claud plays another C chord. JJ clings onto that as a conversation switcher. “Er yes, now that you’re comfortable with the C chord, shall we continue with the next step?” He says that a little higher pitched with a nervous chuckle. Anyone who knows JJ, or pretty much anyone good at reading people, can tell JJ is getting flustered. He’s trying his very best to keep this meeting chaste and not succumb to his desires of (at least) snogging Claud.
As JJ asked about continuing the lesson, he clearly looked distraught, and Claud knew he’d driven him to that point, so he agreed, focusing his attention to learning to play the ukulele. Claud hoped that as they continued playing, JJ would calm down. Claud had some difficulty with the next few chords, but JJ was proving to be a good teacher, and with some practice, Claud caught on quickly.
ooc: Sorry for the short reply, I gotta go drive my sister to her friend’s birthday party
“Ok, now that we’ve gotten some of the basic chords down, let’s try some strumming. We’ll go slowly so you can get used to it. Let’s start with C.” JJ gets his fingers in the position for the C chord. He strums up, then down, then up, then down at a very slow, steady tempo. JJ has calmed down a little bit, but he tries to keep the focus on his ukulele. But he makes the mistake of staring at Claud while he tries his hand at strumming. His gaze makes a beeline for Claud’s lips. Bad JJ, bad, bad, bad JJ! Stop thinking about kissing him. That’s how you got started with Rennie, dumbass.
Claud had some difficulty learning the strumming techneque that JJ was teaching him, but he quickly realized that that may have been because JJ was having a hard time teaching. When JJ finally stopped to let Claud try, his eyes wandered upward, meeting JJ’s eyes, which were fixed on Claud’s lips. Claud suddenly stopped playing his ukulele. Fuck it, what’s the worst that can happen? Without a word, Claud leaned over, closer to JJ until the two were practically pressed together. Claud leaned closer still, his lips just inches away from JJ’s.
JJ hardly pays attention to Claud’s difficulties with strumming. JJ stops staring at Claud’s lips only to notice Claud looking at him. Claud leans in towards JJ. Their lips are so achingly close to touching. JJ feels like he can’t resist the temptation. He closes his eyes and closes the gap between their lips. JJ kisses Claud gently, inwardly sighing at how good it feels. I’m probably going to hell, I may as well enjoy the ride.
Claud was no fool, he knew exactly what JJ meant and he couldn’t contain the grin that formed on his lips. Don’t do anything stupid, Claud, his life’s fucked up enough right now as it is without you’re cock getting involved too…Claud relaxed on the couch. He and JJ had been talking for a while now and he felt comfortable with him. When JJ asked if he’d ever settle with the right person, Claud spoke honestly. “I dunno, maybe. I’ve never actually given it much thought…Maybe, someday…but right now…I just don’t know.” He knew exactly why JJ asked, and grinned again. Does he actually think he’s being subtle? Claud continued plucking the strings of his instrument, playing the chord JJ had taught him. After a long pause he said “But maybe. I wouldn’t throw the idea out all together…”
JJ’s face couldn’t get any more red at this point. Those grins, he knows. Fucking hell, subtle you are not, you complete and utter bonehead. He couldn’t stop his heart from fluttering when Claud said he might be able to settle down someday. Rennie can’t even call you his boyfriend, at least Claud’s honest. Before he could go down that mental path, Claud plays another C chord. JJ clings onto that as a conversation switcher. “Er yes, now that you’re comfortable with the C chord, shall we continue with the next step?” He says that a little higher pitched with a nervous chuckle. Anyone who knows JJ, or pretty much anyone good at reading people, can tell JJ is getting flustered. He’s trying his very best to keep this meeting chaste and not succumb to his desires of (at least) snogging Claud.
As JJ asked about continuing the lesson, he clearly looked distraught, and Claud knew he’d driven him to that point, so he agreed, focusing his attention to learning to play the ukulele. Claud hoped that as they continued playing, JJ would calm down. Claud had some difficulty with the next few chords, but JJ was proving to be a good teacher, and with some practice, Claud caught on quickly.
ooc: Sorry for the short reply, I gotta go drive my sister to her friend’s birthday party
“Ok, now that we’ve gotten some of the basic chords down, let’s try some strumming. We’ll go slowly so you can get used to it. Let’s start with C.” JJ gets his fingers in the position for the C chord. He strums up, then down, then up, then down at a very slow, steady tempo. JJ has calmed down a little bit, but he tries to keep the focus on his ukulele. But he makes the mistake of staring at Claud while he tries his hand at strumming. His gaze makes a beeline for Claud’s lips. Bad JJ, bad, bad, bad JJ! Stop thinking about kissing him. That’s how you got started with Rennie, dumbass.
JJ’s question killed the mood, a mood that would inevitably have led to something happening that the two would have regretted later, so it was certainly for the best. JJ’s life didn’t need to be any more complicated and Claud certainly didn’t want to be dragged into any drama that could rise from JJ’s predicament. However, Claud was a bit afraid to answer the question. He found himself really caring about what JJ thought of him. “Well, no…I don’t have anyone special, I guess. Just a lot of…what’s the expression?” he said as he tried to remember what one of his friends had called it. “booty-calls” he said, as he suddenly remembered. “Friends with benefits, that sort of thing.” he explained. “I’ve never really had a serious relationship.” Shit, now he thinks I’m a total fucking slut. That’s the kind of shit you keep to yourself, you unbelievable jackass! But the cat was out of the bag, so he continued talking. “The guys I’ve been with know it’s all about feeling good, there’s nothing else to it.”
JJ mentally kicks himself for ruining the mood. Though he isn’t sure if he wanted Claud to kiss him or if he senses Claud wasn’t comfortable with the subject. But since our resident nervous wreck has a problem with knowing when to shut up, he continues talking. “These days, I can’t tell whether I’m in a relationship with someone or if I’m just a friend to have sex with. I dunno, how do feelings make the difference between the two? With Lara, I was dead serious. Liv, I meant to be serious. Rennie, I mean to be serious with. Lucy, I could be serious with. I still feel like a complete flake though.” JJ admires Claud for at least knowing how to keep his feelings out of it but he feels sad about that same trait. “So just boys then?” he asks with a nervous chuckle. Christ, did that sound like flirtation?
“Well, if you start caring about someone, then there’s more to it than just getting each other off, you know?” Claud said. “Me, I just look at it like a game. Or a sport. Something fun to do when I’m bored and feel like having a good time. Works just fine for me.” Claud instantly wished he could take that statement back. Now, not only did he look like a slut, but he just made himself seem like a heartless jerk. The nice moment the two had shared was quickly deteriorating and Claud didn’t want the first time he and JJ spent together to end awkwardly. That’s when JJ asked if he was gay. “Yeah, just the boys” he said followed by a chuckle. He’d never hidden his sexuality, but he didn’t broadcast it either, so only people who knew Claud knew about it. So it made sense JJ didn’t find out until now. “And you, you like the best of both worlds, yes?” he asked, remembering that he’d mentioned two girls and one boy that he’d been with earlier.
JJ chuckles, “It seems to be these days. I thought it was just Rennie, but I guess I really am bi.” JJ blushes, hoping Claud didn’t pick up on what was underneath that statement. Well, Rennie, Maxxie, and Claud are pretty fit. So I guess I’m into pretty boys? He was a bit bothered by Claud’s thoughts on sex, but he doesn’t judge him for it. Cook is a lot like that and I’m friends with him. Plus, I’m not exactly in the moral high ground here. “Think you ever could settle if it was the right guy?” he asks, looking away and biting his lip. Hand him your business card, why don’t you? JJ Jones, professional moron and manslut for love.
Claud was no fool, he knew exactly what JJ meant and he couldn’t contain the grin that formed on his lips. Don’t do anything stupid, Claud, his life’s fucked up enough right now as it is without you’re cock getting involved too…Claud relaxed on the couch. He and JJ had been talking for a while now and he felt comfortable with him. When JJ asked if he’d ever settle with the right person, Claud spoke honestly. “I dunno, maybe. I’ve never actually given it much thought…Maybe, someday…but right now…I just don’t know.” He knew exactly why JJ asked, and grinned again. Does he actually think he’s being subtle? Claud continued plucking the strings of his instrument, playing the chord JJ had taught him. After a long pause he said “But maybe. I wouldn’t throw the idea out all together…”
JJ’s face couldn’t get any more red at this point. Those grins, he knows. Fucking hell, subtle you are not, you complete and utter bonehead. He couldn’t stop his heart from fluttering when Claud said he might be able to settle down someday. Rennie can’t even call you his boyfriend, at least Claud’s honest. Before he could go down that mental path, Claud plays another C chord. JJ clings onto that as a conversation switcher. “Er yes, now that you’re comfortable with the C chord, shall we continue with the next step?” He says that a little higher pitched with a nervous chuckle. Anyone who knows JJ, or pretty much anyone good at reading people, can tell JJ is getting flustered. He’s trying his very best to keep this meeting chaste and not succumb to his desires of (at least) snogging Claud.
JJ’s question killed the mood, a mood that would inevitably have led to something happening that the two would have regretted later, so it was certainly for the best. JJ’s life didn’t need to be any more complicated and Claud certainly didn’t want to be dragged into any drama that could rise from JJ’s predicament. However, Claud was a bit afraid to answer the question. He found himself really caring about what JJ thought of him. “Well, no…I don’t have anyone special, I guess. Just a lot of…what’s the expression?” he said as he tried to remember what one of his friends had called it. “booty-calls” he said, as he suddenly remembered. “Friends with benefits, that sort of thing.” he explained. “I’ve never really had a serious relationship.” Shit, now he thinks I’m a total fucking slut. That’s the kind of shit you keep to yourself, you unbelievable jackass! But the cat was out of the bag, so he continued talking. “The guys I’ve been with know it’s all about feeling good, there’s nothing else to it.”
JJ mentally kicks himself for ruining the mood. Though he isn’t sure if he wanted Claud to kiss him or if he senses Claud wasn’t comfortable with the subject. But since our resident nervous wreck has a problem with knowing when to shut up, he continues talking. “These days, I can’t tell whether I’m in a relationship with someone or if I’m just a friend to have sex with. I dunno, how do feelings make the difference between the two? With Lara, I was dead serious. Liv, I meant to be serious. Rennie, I mean to be serious with. Lucy, I could be serious with. I still feel like a complete flake though.” JJ admires Claud for at least knowing how to keep his feelings out of it but he feels sad about that same trait. “So just boys then?” he asks with a nervous chuckle. Christ, did that sound like flirtation?
“Well, if you start caring about someone, then there’s more to it than just getting each other off, you know?” Claud said. “Me, I just look at it like a game. Or a sport. Something fun to do when I’m bored and feel like having a good time. Works just fine for me.” Claud instantly wished he could take that statement back. Now, not only did he look like a slut, but he just made himself seem like a heartless jerk. The nice moment the two had shared was quickly deteriorating and Claud didn’t want the first time he and JJ spent together to end awkwardly. That’s when JJ asked if he was gay. “Yeah, just the boys” he said followed by a chuckle. He’d never hidden his sexuality, but he didn’t broadcast it either, so only people who knew Claud knew about it. So it made sense JJ didn’t find out until now. “And you, you like the best of both worlds, yes?” he asked, remembering that he’d mentioned two girls and one boy that he’d been with earlier.
JJ chuckles, “It seems to be these days. I thought it was just Rennie, but I guess I really am bi.” JJ blushes, hoping Claud didn’t pick up on what was underneath that statement. Well, Rennie, Maxxie, and Claud are pretty fit. So I guess I’m into pretty boys? He was a bit bothered by Claud’s thoughts on sex, but he doesn’t judge him for it. Cook is a lot like that and I’m friends with him. Plus, I’m not exactly in the moral high ground here. “Think you ever could settle if it was the right guy?” he asks, looking away and biting his lip. Hand him your business card, why don’t you? JJ Jones, professional moron and manslut for love.
”Bad person or idiot? It doesn’t make you either. If you were a bad person, you would just do whatever you wanted and not feel bad about it. In just about a half an hour I can tell how much you’re beating yourself up. You shouldn’t. And an idiot?” he paused, laughing as he spoke. “Loving someone…no matter who, never really makes a person an idiot.” If there was one thing Claud had always been good at making people feel better. Anyway, Claud knew a bad person when he saw one, all he really had to do was look in a mirror. “You made a mistake…well, a few, actually, but that doesn’t make you a bad person or an idiot. It makes you human.”
Then J explained about playing a song for his ex. It was a sweet story, and it gave Claud a better picture of who JJ really was. He was a bit taken aback when JJ offered to sing to him. ”You want to play me a song? Claud asked. He’d never been sung to by someone before, even if the song was meant for someone else. “I’d love it” he said, smiling, as the two sat on the couch together.
OOC: THE SONG CHOICE ISN’T WEIRD! OMG I found loads of ukulele covers to songs, including this one! I’ll probably post the video I found, this is too amazing for words! XD Also, I’m going to bold his singing, I use italics too much. =P And for legality, not my song, it’s by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.
JJ listens to what Claud says and smiles. He seems keen on hearing JJ sing, so he begins playing the chords to “Otherside.”
“How long, how long will I slide? Separate my side I don’t, I don’t believe it’s bad. Slit my throat, it’s all I ever.
I heard your voice through a photograph. I thought it up, it brought up the past. Once you know, you can never go back. I’ve got to take it on the otherside.
Centuries are what it meant to me, a cemetery where I marry the sea. Stranger things could never change my mind. I’ve got to take it on the otherside, take it on the otherside, take it on, take it on.
[chorus]
Pour my life into a paper cup. The ashtray’s full and I’m spillin’ my guts. She wants to know am I still a slut? I’ve got to take it on the otherside.
Scarlet starlet and she’s in my bed. A candidate for my soul mate bled. Push the trigger and pull the thread. I’ve got to take it on the otherside, take it on the otherside, take it on, take it on.
[chorus]
Turn me on, take me for a hard ride. Burn me out, leave me on the otherside. I yell and tell it that it’s not my friend. I tear it down, I tear it down, and then it’s born again.
[chorus]
How long? I don’t believe it’s bad. Slit my throat, it’s all I ever.”
JJ gets lost in his playing. He looks up at Claud’s face when he finishes, waiting for a reaction. I hope he likes it, I’m not sure there’s anyone else I could play it for. But it really speaks to me and my fucked up life.
Claud listened silently, as JJ began to play his song. He was a surprisingly good singer, to be honest, and he sang with more emotion and passion than Claud had ever heard before. He felt like JJ was pouring out his heart, even more so than he was when he’s told Claud about his situation. When JJ finished singing, and he looked at Claud, and their eyes met, Claud wasn’t sure how to react. “…Wow…JJ, that was…” he paused. He wasn’t sure what word he could use to describe what he was feeling. Beautiful, passionate, deep, emotional…there was so much more to that than just the lyrics. But all he could think to say was “incredible.”
JJ blushes deeply, again. True, he won over Lara once with his singing, but he didn’t think it merited such a high compliment. He returns Claud’s gaze, a gaze he now recognizes as the time they passed each other briefly in the halls of Roundview. Why does this feel so familiar? Oh Christ no, not him too. Jonah Jeremiah Jones, don’t fall for every person who shows you kindness. But…something about him feels like Rennie. Or…maybe how I want him to be? He feels flustered by his continuously tangled feelings for people, so he tries to restart the smalltalk. “Er well, since we’re getting personal here, you have anyone special in your life?” JJ has never had the best functioning gaydar, so he can’t figure out if Claud likes guys, girls, or both.
JJ’s question killed the mood, a mood that would inevitably have led to something happening that the two would have regretted later, so it was certainly for the best. JJ’s life didn’t need to be any more complicated and Claud certainly didn’t want to be dragged into any drama that could rise from JJ’s predicament. However, Claud was a bit afraid to answer the question. He found himself really caring about what JJ thought of him. “Well, no…I don’t have anyone special, I guess. Just a lot of…what’s the expression?” he said as he tried to remember what one of his friends had called it. “booty-calls” he said, as he suddenly remembered. “Friends with benefits, that sort of thing.” he explained. “I’ve never really had a serious relationship.” Shit, now he thinks I’m a total fucking slut. That’s the kind of shit you keep to yourself, you unbelievable jackass! But the cat was out of the bag, so he continued talking. “The guys I’ve been with know it’s all about feeling good, there’s nothing else to it.”
JJ mentally kicks himself for ruining the mood. Though he isn’t sure if he wanted Claud to kiss him or if he senses Claud wasn’t comfortable with the subject. But since our resident nervous wreck has a problem with knowing when to shut up, he continues talking. “These days, I can’t tell whether I’m in a relationship with someone or if I’m just a friend to have sex with. I dunno, how do feelings make the difference between the two? With Lara, I was dead serious. Liv, I meant to be serious. Rennie, I mean to be serious with. Lucy, I could be serious with. I still feel like a complete flake though.” JJ admires Claud for at least knowing how to keep his feelings out of it but he feels sad about that same trait. “So just boys then?” he asks with a nervous chuckle. Christ, did that sound like flirtation?
”Bad person or idiot? It doesn’t make you either. If you were a bad person, you would just do whatever you wanted and not feel bad about it. In just about a half an hour I can tell how much you’re beating yourself up. You shouldn’t. And an idiot?” he paused, laughing as he spoke. “Loving someone…no matter who, never really makes a person an idiot.” If there was one thing Claud had always been good at making people feel better. Anyway, Claud knew a bad person when he saw one, all he really had to do was look in a mirror. “You made a mistake…well, a few, actually, but that doesn’t make you a bad person or an idiot. It makes you human.”
Then J explained about playing a song for his ex. It was a sweet story, and it gave Claud a better picture of who JJ really was. He was a bit taken aback when JJ offered to sing to him. ”You want to play me a song? Claud asked. He’d never been sung to by someone before, even if the song was meant for someone else. “I’d love it” he said, smiling, as the two sat on the couch together.
OOC: THE SONG CHOICE ISN’T WEIRD! OMG I found loads of ukulele covers to songs, including this one! I’ll probably post the video I found, this is too amazing for words! XD Also, I’m going to bold his singing, I use italics too much. =P And for legality, not my song, it’s by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.
JJ listens to what Claud says and smiles. He seems keen on hearing JJ sing, so he begins playing the chords to “Otherside.”
“How long, how long will I slide? Separate my side I don’t, I don’t believe it’s bad. Slit my throat, it’s all I ever.
I heard your voice through a photograph. I thought it up, it brought up the past. Once you know, you can never go back. I’ve got to take it on the otherside.
Centuries are what it meant to me, a cemetery where I marry the sea. Stranger things could never change my mind. I’ve got to take it on the otherside, take it on the otherside, take it on, take it on.
[chorus]
Pour my life into a paper cup. The ashtray’s full and I’m spillin’ my guts. She wants to know am I still a slut? I’ve got to take it on the otherside.
Scarlet starlet and she’s in my bed. A candidate for my soul mate bled. Push the trigger and pull the thread. I’ve got to take it on the otherside, take it on the otherside, take it on, take it on.
[chorus]
Turn me on, take me for a hard ride. Burn me out, leave me on the otherside. I yell and tell it that it’s not my friend. I tear it down, I tear it down, and then it’s born again.
[chorus]
How long? I don’t believe it’s bad. Slit my throat, it’s all I ever.”
JJ gets lost in his playing. He looks up at Claud’s face when he finishes, waiting for a reaction. I hope he likes it, I’m not sure there’s anyone else I could play it for. But it really speaks to me and my fucked up life.
Claud listened silently, as JJ began to play his song. He was a surprisingly good singer, to be honest, and he sang with more emotion and passion than Claud had ever heard before. He felt like JJ was pouring out his heart, even more so than he was when he’s told Claud about his situation. When JJ finished singing, and he looked at Claud, and their eyes met, Claud wasn’t sure how to react. “…Wow…JJ, that was…” he paused. He wasn’t sure what word he could use to describe what he was feeling. Beautiful, passionate, deep, emotional…there was so much more to that than just the lyrics. But all he could think to say was “incredible.”
JJ blushes deeply, again. True, he won over Lara once with his singing, but he didn’t think it merited such a high compliment. He returns Claud’s gaze, a gaze he now recognizes as the time they passed each other briefly in the halls of Roundview. Why does this feel so familiar? Oh Christ no, not him too. Jonah Jeremiah Jones, don’t fall for every person who shows you kindness. But…something about him feels like Rennie. Or…maybe how I want him to be? He feels flustered by his continuously tangled feelings for people, so he tries to restart the smalltalk. “Er well, since we’re getting personal here, you have anyone special in your life?” JJ has never had the best functioning gaydar, so he can’t figure out if Claud likes guys, girls, or both.
OOC: I do not play this instrument at all and I’m literally going off an online tutorial. XD
JJ was never one for social graces. “S-shit sorry. I’ve just been so confused lately.” He winces when Claud calls him a slut. He’s convinced he’s become one at this point. “I do have feelings for all three of them. Is it wrong to love more than one person?” He’s already asked Maxxie but he wouldn’t mind an answer from Claud. JJ looks down when Claud mentions emotionless sex. It reminded him of Lucy, who initially wanted a one-off but now sounds like she’s falling for him. Feeling like a twat, JJ takes his uke out of his case so he can teach Claud about chords. He physically demonstrates his steps while he’s talking. “Ok, the C major is always a good one to start with. You put your left ring finger on the A string between the second and third fret. It has to be firm enough to keep the string down but loose enough that the string can vibrate freely. Now drag your right index fingernail across the four strings.” JJ expertly plays the chord. “And that’s what a C sounds like.” He waits for Claud to try his luck with the chord.
Claud watched as JJ taught him the chord, but he wasn’t really paying any attention. He felt badly for calling JJ a slut. He didn’t mean it maliciously but got the feeling that JJ may have taken it that way. “People don’t just have one person they can fall in love with. So no, it’s not wrong to love more than one person at once. And if you do, it just means you have a big heart. And that’s nothing short of beautiful.” he said. looking at JJ. “Anyway, I didn’t mean anything bad when I called you a slut. I was just trying to make light of the situation and I’m sorry.” He held his ukelele and attempted to do what JJ showed him. He was in fact a fast learner and immitated what JJ did almost perfectly. As he played, he continued to speak. “Anyway, I barely know you, and I don’t know any of your friends, so if you ever need an un-biased ear to listen to you, I’ll be right here.” he said, looking at JJ with a sincere look on his face. “You seem like a good guy and you diserve to be happy.” he said, as he stopped playing and rested his ukelele on his lap.
JJ blushes deeply at Claud’s compliment. Beautiful, really? Can it be true, even though I feel like my heart is ugly? “It’s strange because they make me feel different ways. Liv makes me feel like I should be respectful and sweet, to be the perfect boyfriend. Rennie tears down those walls. Everything is so much deeper, newer, and rawer with him. And Lucy, she’s the best of both worlds. I treat her nicely but I don’t have to worry as much about doing the wrong thing. I didn’t mean to be such a cheating bastard, but Rennie and Lucy made me feel so good when I felt so low. And now I may lose all of them because of my stupidity. Does that make me a bad person or just an idiot?”
JJ stops his tirade to hear Claud play a near-perfect C chord. “Wow, maybe you are a bit of a prodigy. You could probably get the ladies, or gents, with a good ukulele ballad. I played ‘True’ by Spandau Ballet for my ex-girlfriend and she loved it. I could play something for you, if you want. I’ve been working on something, though it’s a bit of an odd song to play on a ukulele.” JJ has desperately wanted to play something for someone. It started with Cassie, then Liv, then Rennie, and even Lucy. Plus, the song he had in mind would be a good venting mechanism.
”Bad person or idiot? It doesn’t make you either. If you were a bad person, you would just do whatever you wanted and not feel bad about it. In just about a half an hour I can tell how much you’re beating yourself up. You shouldn’t. And an idiot?” he paused, laughing as he spoke. “Loving someone…no matter who, never really makes a person an idiot.” If there was one thing Claud had always been good at making people feel better. Anyway, Claud knew a bad person when he saw one, all he really had to do was look in a mirror. “You made a mistake…well, a few, actually, but that doesn’t make you a bad person or an idiot. It makes you human.”
Then J explained about playing a song for his ex. It was a sweet story, and it gave Claud a better picture of who JJ really was. He was a bit taken aback when JJ offered to sing to him. ”You want to play me a song? Claud asked. He’d never been sung to by someone before, even if the song was meant for someone else. “I’d love it” he said, smiling, as the two sat on the couch together.
OOC: THE SONG CHOICE ISN’T WEIRD! OMG I found loads of ukulele covers to songs, including this one! I’ll probably post the video I found, this is too amazing for words! XD Also, I’m going to bold his singing, I use italics too much. =P And for legality, not my song, it’s by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.
JJ listens to what Claud says and smiles. He seems keen on hearing JJ sing, so he begins playing the chords to “Otherside.”
“How long, how long will I slide? Separate my side I don’t, I don’t believe it’s bad. Slit my throat, it’s all I ever.
I heard your voice through a photograph. I thought it up, it brought up the past. Once you know, you can never go back. I’ve got to take it on the otherside.
Centuries are what it meant to me, a cemetery where I marry the sea. Stranger things could never change my mind. I’ve got to take it on the otherside, take it on the otherside, take it on, take it on.
[chorus]
Pour my life into a paper cup. The ashtray’s full and I’m spillin’ my guts. She wants to know am I still a slut? I’ve got to take it on the otherside.
Scarlet starlet and she’s in my bed. A candidate for my soul mate bled. Push the trigger and pull the thread. I’ve got to take it on the otherside, take it on the otherside, take it on, take it on.
[chorus]
Turn me on, take me for a hard ride. Burn me out, leave me on the otherside. I yell and tell it that it’s not my friend. I tear it down, I tear it down, and then it’s born again.
[chorus]
How long? I don’t believe it’s bad. Slit my throat, it’s all I ever.”
JJ gets lost in his playing. He looks up at Claud’s face when he finishes, waiting for a reaction. I hope he likes it, I’m not sure there’s anyone else I could play it for. But it really speaks to me and my fucked up life.
OOC: I do not play this instrument at all and I’m literally going off an online tutorial. XD
JJ was never one for social graces. “S-shit sorry. I’ve just been so confused lately.” He winces when Claud calls him a slut. He’s convinced he’s become one at this point. “I do have feelings for all three of them. Is it wrong to love more than one person?” He’s already asked Maxxie but he wouldn’t mind an answer from Claud. JJ looks down when Claud mentions emotionless sex. It reminded him of Lucy, who initially wanted a one-off but now sounds like she’s falling for him. Feeling like a twat, JJ takes his uke out of his case so he can teach Claud about chords. He physically demonstrates his steps while he’s talking. “Ok, the C major is always a good one to start with. You put your left ring finger on the A string between the second and third fret. It has to be firm enough to keep the string down but loose enough that the string can vibrate freely. Now drag your right index fingernail across the four strings.” JJ expertly plays the chord. “And that’s what a C sounds like.” He waits for Claud to try his luck with the chord.
Claud watched as JJ taught him the chord, but he wasn’t really paying any attention. He felt badly for calling JJ a slut. He didn’t mean it maliciously but got the feeling that JJ may have taken it that way. “People don’t just have one person they can fall in love with. So no, it’s not wrong to love more than one person at once. And if you do, it just means you have a big heart. And that’s nothing short of beautiful.” he said. looking at JJ. “Anyway, I didn’t mean anything bad when I called you a slut. I was just trying to make light of the situation and I’m sorry.” He held his ukelele and attempted to do what JJ showed him. He was in fact a fast learner and immitated what JJ did almost perfectly. As he played, he continued to speak. “Anyway, I barely know you, and I don’t know any of your friends, so if you ever need an un-biased ear to listen to you, I’ll be right here.” he said, looking at JJ with a sincere look on his face. “You seem like a good guy and you diserve to be happy.” he said, as he stopped playing and rested his ukelele on his lap.
JJ blushes deeply at Claud’s compliment. Beautiful, really? Can it be true, even though I feel like my heart is ugly? “It’s strange because they make me feel different ways. Liv makes me feel like I should be respectful and sweet, to be the perfect boyfriend. Rennie tears down those walls. Everything with is so much deeper, newer, and rawer with him. And Lucy, she’s the best of both worlds. I treat her nicely but I don’t have to worry as much about doing the wrong thing. I didn’t mean to be such a cheating bastard, but Rennie and Lucy made me feel so good when I felt so low. And now I may lose all of them because of my stupidity. Does that make me a bad person or just an idiot?”
JJ stops his tirade to hear Claud play a near-perfect C chord. “Wow, maybe you are a bit of a prodigy. You could probably get the ladies, or gents, with a good ukulele ballad. I played ‘True’ by Spandau Ballet for my ex-girlfriend and she loved it. I could play something for you, if you want. I’ve been working on something, though it’s a bit of an odd song to play on a ukulele.” JJ has desperately wanted to play something for someone. It started with Cassie, then Liv, then Rennie, and even Lucy. Plus, the song he had in mind would be a good venting mechanism.
