fandomhighdorms | Party on the roof, Dorm roof, Friday night

River looked up at the sky. Once it got dark enough the stars would be visible. She smiled. That would be decoration enough. The music was already playing and she tooka a few dance steps, then spun around, closing her eyes.

Still, to be a proper party there was a few other things needed, and River had made sure they were there. Buffy had let her borrow the CD-player they used for the cheerleader practice, and Isabel had brought a large collection of CDs. River herself had provided snacks, mainly the kind bought from a shop, and had mixed a non-alcoholic punch.

From somewhere a few bags of glitter had appeared, available for anyone who needed it. River frowned, then shrugged. She placed the chair she had promised Adah next to the stairs, hoping that she would brave the long climb up to the roof, and put a blanket on top of it.

[Up early because I'm in a timezone that makes me want to go to bed before everyone else. Everyone's invited to party and dance. ~~Wait for OCDs!~~ OCDs are up!]

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"Boy . . . kissy?" Bo didn't seem to realise the dangers of asking this question while dancing with a glitter-covered boy.

"You know," Ronan replied. "Boykissy." And then he leaned in, example to explanation, and chastely brushed his lips against Bo's.

What the -

Well, when in Rome . . .

What the hell? Bo just liked kissing.

So he kissed him back.

Oooh. Ronan had to admit, even though he'd been angling this way, he hadn't really expected it to work. Still, his surprise didn't keep him from kissing back, still swaying to the music.

"Y' sure this happens all the time?" Bo murmured in his thick drawl, drawing back just enough to talk.

"All the time," Ronan replied, a bit breathless. That was a good kiss. "Kind of a Fandom tradition. Like shirtlessness."

"Weren't half-bad," he had to admit. Ronan wasn't bad himself at the kissing thing. Enough that Bo wouldn't mind trying it again. He leaned a little bit in as if to encourage the other boy along to his way of thinking.

In the case, Ronan didn't exactly require much encouragement, as he, too, leaned back in, capturing Bo's lips with his own.

Well huh. Just as good the second time around.

Bo's hand roamed up Ronan's back to slide through his hair as he turned that good ol' boy charm up a little more.

Ronan's hands slid further around Bo's back, one resting between Bo's shoulder blades while the other nestled at the small of his back.

After a moment, he pulled away, just enough to talk himself. "... So. Welcome to Fandom."

"I think I'm gonna like it here."

Ronan grinned. "Good." And then he hesitated a bit, because this would either complicate things all to hell or just make them simpler all around. "... Want to do something this weekend? Go out for dinner, maybe?"

Bo hesitantly lifted his hand to brush a bit of Ronan's hair from his face. "Sure. I should be makin' friends."

Ronan laughed a little. "... Yeah, friends," he said, smiling a bit. "Or... maybe a date? Or date-like thing."

"Oh." Bo had to think about it for a moment. It was rather hard to think when pressed up against someone like this. So he said yes.

Ronan smiled. "... So. Maybe a movie? Or dinner, at least. There's a good pizza place in town, if you haven't been yet."

"Haven't been much of anywhere," he admitted. "You pick the place and I'll meet y' there?"

"Pizza Planet it is, then," Ronan said. "Maybe Sunday night?"

"Sure. Sounds good."

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