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[ASHTON COLE JOHNSON-WALKER]

<sup>Ashton pulled his guitar from him, pulling his phone out to look at the time. He licked his lips, he was cutting it close. He still wanted to head back and shower. There was no way in hell he was going to go smelling like this. He smelled like club and nasty ass body odor, thanks to his band mates and one with the problem of not using fucking deodorant. He managed to make home in enough time to shower. He didn’t let himself take as much time as usual. He made sure he was clean but that had to been one of the quickest showers hes ever had. Ashton put his own deodorant on moving over to his closet. Honestly he hadn’t even thought of something to wear. Wait! Was this a date? He thought… he stopped and shook his head. When he had agreed he just thought carson wanted him to go hang out at the club with him. He had finally caved because… he didn’t know why. Okay maybe… part of him did, but he didn’t want to think about that right now. Now though… they were going to the park. Just.. Them. It wasn’t a usual hang out type of place for people… he chewed his bottom lip, hands on his hips.

Yet here he was… no no.. Carsons not exactly like everyone else. To him this could probably just be hanging out. He shrugged and decided to not think about what it might or might not be. No matter what it was, it didn’t matter he was still going. He’d told him he was. He had been right, when eh had talked to him. He did seem to be harder on carson about having something up his sleeve. Then again that was mostly on the chatroom. He didn’t talk to a whole lot of people on there… in fact.. The most he ever talked was to him and peter… and a bit to kennedy. No one had ever really asked him to do stuff and peter had, but.. That had been different. He also … things were.. It was..

Ashton stopped. No he was going to stop thinking. He turned his attention back to his clothes. He sighed his mind going to what he was going to …. He didn’t know what to pick. Biting his lip he pulled out a pair of jeans. That was the easy part at least. He then found his studded belt and pulled that on as well. Half way done. After a few more minutes ashton finally decided on a white t-shirt and a vest. He combed his hair straight hoping it wouldn’t curl too much. He didn’t have time to straighten it.

Grabbing his black pleather jacket he made his way out the door. Checking his phone he thought about how long it would take to get to the park. It didn’t take too long for him to get to the park. Once there he made is way over to where Carson told him to meet him. He put his hands into his pockets as he made his way over.
Hey he said once he was close enough to him.</sup>

[CARSON CAIN WALKER]

Carson wasn't so sure that asking Ashton to meet him at the park was such a good idea. The park happened to be a much more... intimate environment. It didn't scream loud music, wild dancing, and alcohol. The park more or less whispered nature sounds, night air, and romance. Carson grimaced at the thought of romance. He wasn't romancing Ashton. This wasn't a date or anything. He had waited around online, asking various people what he should wear. None of them were Kennedy. For some reason Carson had become dependent on her clothing choices for him. Carson didn't need to become that dependent, but he didn't think he was getting any good advice from the people he had been talking to online. Kennedy probably would have known what he should wear. Somehow Carson ended up picking his own outfit.

Dressed in a red button-up with a black vest over it and a pair of dark jeans. Carson wasn't always the most intricate dresser, though he did always look nice. He shouldn't be worried about appearance, yet he spent twenty minutes in the bathroom making sure his teeth were clean, his breath smelled good, and making damn sure that he didn't smell bad. Carson mentally told himself not to get worked up. This wasn't anything huge... right? Or did Ashton think it was something huge? Nights like this were always a big blur. He didn't know what he should think or do or say or if he was supposed to act a certain way. Carson thought that there should be a rule book for things like this... a very clear guideline about what was okay, what wasn't, and what to do if something wasn't okay.

Once Carson was satisfied he moved back into the main room, checking the time. It was almost time to meet Ashton. He logged off his computer and shut it. Carson knew his roommate wouldn't get snoopy or anything just because Carson made it perfectly clear that there was no touching of his stuff... or he would kill him and not feel a bit sorry for it. Carson walked out of the room, slipping a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He flipped the box open and picked one out. Carson slipped the pack back into his pocket and lit the cigarette he had between his fingers. Smoking always calmed him despite the fact that it was a horrible, expensive habit.

Carson took a drag on the cigarette as he walked outside. The air was nice. It wasn't too cold and it wasn't too warm. Perfect park weather. Carson didn't get a cab this time. The park was close enough to the school that he could walk to it and not break too much of a sweat. Carson reached the park entrance quite a few minutes early. He didn't like being late anywhere... especially not for a thing like this. Carson threw his now short cigarette down to the ground and stomped it out. Ashton should be there any minute unless he decided last minute just... not to go. That would suck a little.

A familiar voice hit his ears and Carson looked up. It seemed like the last time Carson had really seen Ashton up close they had been drunk and making passes at each other in a bar. This time that variable was taken out. Hey, Carson responded, his dark brown eyes falling on Ashton. Excuse the fact that I didn't want to deal with the idiots in the clubs tonight. He said as if that made up for the fact that they were meeting at the park instead.

[ASHTON COLE JOHNSON-WALKER]

<sup>Ashton allowed himself to take in Carsons appearance. Ashton found it.. Slightly amusing how different peter and carson looked. They were identical twins and if you didn’t know them you probably wouldn’t be able to tell the difference, but Ashton could. He could tell by the way their statures were, the shades of their eyes, the way their eyes looked. It was funny the remembered thinking something was different about peter that night and now that he knew wondered if he should have been able to know that or not.

Ashton knew he was physically attracted to peter. He wasn’t sure what it was about him that drew him in so much. When he found out that Carson hadn’t been peter that night he thought that his attraction for Carson would disappear… it hadn’t. Like Peter, something about carson drew him in. He really did dislike the fact that he couldn’t get much from him. The only times they really talked were about little stuff. Most of what he learned about carson outside of habits and anything he picked up through the net, was from peter. When Peter told him about his life, its pretty much learning about carsons. Granted not completely everyone has a different side and view, but he still learned something about it.

The walkers usually knew how to dress well. Mostly it was their colors. For some reason it seemed any color worked for them He liked the button up he wore with the vest. He licked his lips. He didn’t know what it was about the red and black combo but… he already wanted to rip his clothes off. He looked away. Maybe this was just because he resembled peter… no. He knew that wasn’t it. Ashton barely even saw them as twins. In his head they were two different people. They did look different and he knew that his body was not mistaking appearances.

Ashton gripped his hands inside the pockets of his jacket. He really needed to learn better control. He had always prided himself the fact that he had control, but … he was finding he didn’t. Not as much as he would like. It was rather irritating but he couldn’t seem to stop it. His mind and body had two different things going on and they absolutely refused to cooperate.

mm.. ashton nodded. Well at least they could agree on that. He could understand the area choice now. He really didnft feel like dealing with club idiots either, and he had just showered. Imagine having more sweat swathed on him because people insisted rubbing up against people including strangers.

Fair enough.. he told him stopping beside him and looking over the park before them. so. he said. … what do you have planned? he asked, brows raising. Were they going somewhere, walking to a certain part in the park? He wasn’t sure. But this was carsons idea to come here, so he figured hed let him lead.</sup>

[CARSON CAIN WALKER]

Carson wasn't sure exactly what was going on between himself and Ashton. There were moments when Carson felt like he was wasting his time and others when he thought he had to have what he wanted. Somehow things had gotten shifted. In that club Carson had been attracted to Ashton, but when he found out that Peter was in the mix, well, things were a lot more delicate. Carson didn't want to be the one who ended up hurting his brother beyond belief. He didn't want anyone else to do it either, but he was really tired of hurting his brother.

It had been difficult for Carson to just try and write Ashton off. Carson thought he would be able to do it, but he just started seeing Ashton everywhere. It was fucking weird how every time he wanted to get rid of someone they just popped up everywhere. Ashton seemed like he wanted to know all about people. Carson had to admit that he was the same way. The thing was that neither of them wanted to share anything about themselves. Carson would throw out that it was none of Ashton's business and Ashton would skirt around stuff as well.

Carson looked to his shoes for a moment, wondering if the black shoes he was wearing were a good addition to his outfit. He also found himself wondering if Ashton found him attractive or if he was just looking into it because he looked a whole hell of a lot like Peter. Carson hoped that wasn't the case. He didn't like it when people jumped between his brother and himself just to see who the better twin was. Carson already knew the answer to that. Peter, by far, was the better twin. Most people should be able to see that just by interacting with them, but for some reason... for some reason Ashton seemed to accept both. Carson had never really seen that before.

Carson became more alert when Ashton began to speak. He leaned in slightly so that he didn't miss anything. His hearing wasn't what it used to be since all of his clubbing days. Carson motioned for Ashton to follow him as he turned and walked toward the interior of the park. Follow me. Carson said. I know a place that's more private. The park had sort of been the hiding place of the Walker boys when they were out on the town or something or if either of them felt like there was too much to handle. They both had their secret spots.

ooc: sorry :/ it's sucky

[ASHTON COLE JOHNSON-WALKER]

<sup>Ashton really wasnt sure what to be expecting tonight. He ran this tongue over his lips making sure they felt okay. He had the urge to put chap stick on, but was resisting it. He didnt want carson to think he was doing it for him. Then again maybe part of him was. Carson was just a huge mystery to him. He wanted to know everything he could about him but at the same time he wondered if he did if thats all it would be. If after he found out hed be bored of him and want to move on to the next person. He still had peter and peter was even a mystery to him as well. Ashton bit the inside of his cheek. He wanted to believe that wasnt the case with them. He wasnt sure he could ever tire of them. He knew that even for as much as he would know about them, there would still be new things to learn every day he was sure. Even if they werent learnable...

AShton mentally shook his head. He didnt get a whole lot of what was going on really. How he was feeling lately how things seemed to be changing. He just.. didnt get it. He nodded as carson told him to follow him, that he knew someplace more private.

Moving along side carson he walked beside him yet followed his lead as well as they moved through the part. He was curious to find out where he was taking him. Carson had told him he wanted to have sex with him. Ashton was a little... dumb to have thought this was anything but what it would be. Carson had wanted to hang out with him so he said until he finally revealed that he wanted to have sex, that was his intention. This.. is what this was going to be tonight. nothing else. He wondered why Carson even put up the pretenses of going to a club.. or a park. Unless he wanted to have sex with him in the park. He looked around and shivered some. IT was a public park... again part of that was... definitely a turn on the other part... he just.. it was public and little kids they coughed and snotted all over the place, what if they landed in gum or.. spit or something. He didnt know. He just knew that he wasnt sure he wanted to do that here. They could have just gone back ot his room and had sex or maybe he didnt want him in his room. Its not as if hed never been there before, oh well.

Ashton glanced over at him taking in his appearance again. Maybe he could make exceptions... he was sure carson would be able to get him to forget just exactly where they were with only a few things. AShton wasnt sure he liked that thought. He didnt like not being in control of himself and his surroundings as well as the situation. The thing was he had a feeling when it came to carson he would rarely be in control. He bit his lip and looked away as they continued on, wondering how much farther it would be. He had to keep a level head. He had to. He didnt want carson to think he could just make him do his bidding like everyone else. He wasnt a push over like that and he wasnt some gooey eyed boy excited to be with his crush. He was none of that and he was just as much of a person in this as carson and he would make carson know that if he had to.

so.. where is it we're going? he finally asked.</sup>