our skin isn&#x27;t as soft as we know

Yes true, wanna find out how hard I can bite?

#YES #FRIEND SHIPS ARE THE BEST #I WANT THEM ALL #c:megan

If you bite me, I will bite you back.

Text to Aaron

Demi: Thank you for doubting my good girl ways.

Demi: I was joking! Obviously.

Demi: Kidding, but I know that, Aaron. Don't worry about me. I think I'm getting better at being alone.

Aaron: You can't turn a bad girl good but once a good girl's gone bad, she's gone forever?

Aaron: That made me really sad.. I'll probably always worry about you, but you're not alone.. you're just not with anyone. Sometimes I wish I could be more for you, but I can't and it makes me sad.

#t:demi #i cry

Text to Aaron

Demi: It's a mandatory thing honestly. Girls leave for the summer and they close down the sorority.

Demi: Oh right, that movie you insist I watch. I suppose we can blanket fort it up. Lord knows I've been long overdue for male attention.

Aaron: Oh, good. I thought you had done something to get yourself kicked out and I was afraid to ask.

Aaron: Hey, you /offered/ to watch it with me. I can't fulfil all of the male attention you're overdue for, though.

#pfffft #whatever #JUST WHATEVER #t:demi

Told you I can be mean and scary.

#IT BETTER BE A LOT #c:megan

I should've believed you, although I would've missed out on that evidence, so I'm glad I didn't. I would totally hire you as my own personal protection if you constantly pulled that face and growled real loudly.

Text to Aaron

Demi: I'll be back Saturday evening if you want to catch up? I had to leave Delta for the summer, but I'm staying with one of the girl's apartments. We could meet up somewhere?

Aaron: They didn't like.. kick you out kick you out did they? or is it just what they do for the summer? omg

Aaron: I do believe you owe me a movie night. Aka me forcing you to come over and watch Armageddon in A FUCKING BLANKET FORT. CAN WE DO THAT?

#tbh i think i sent her an ask awhile ago #but i cant remember #oops #t:demi

SECOND DATE, SECOND TRY // AARON AND CORY

Without missing a beat, a smile instantly grew on Cory’s face. The door broke open and out popped Aaron’s face- something the guy admittedly grown to sort of adore. He grinned, tilting his head coyly, he stepped inside. “Humble abode, hm?” Cory questioned teasingly as he hopped through the door and waited for Aaron. “I didn’t know people still said that. But… thank you. In all honesty, anyway, I’ve never been in one of ….these,” Quick to admit the confession, Cory had been busy examining the apartment-like structure of Aaron’s place, silently wondering why anyone would live in such a small corridor. His mindset had a lot to do with the dislike in confined areas altogether though.

After kicking off his shoes, and leaving them at the door, the guy placed his hands excitedly behind his back and looked behind him. “I think this is nice,” He lied, but using the space as a segue for conversation. “Do you like living here? Or even with other people altogether?” The journalist in him always had questions to shoot out to people, and Cory never missed a beat when it came to conversation. “I only live with my brother, but my twin resides in Kappa, that weird fraternity just down the street. He.. Well.. He loves living around people. I’ve always been the more reserved give-me-my-space type, but that might have to do with the fact that I have a twin.” Cory smiled. Why the fuck was he still rambling?

Aaron took notice of the smile that grew on the other's face as he stepped inside. "I don't think anybody says it. I'm just lame like that." Scrunching his nose and teasing himself, he closed the door behind Cory and walked farther insider the room. It hardly came as a shock to Aaron that he'd never been inside of a dorm before. He kind of seemed above them, plus living in one wasn't all that great, especially when you could afford to rent an apartment. "You've really never?" Aaron asked, quirking a brow. "It's... alright, I suppose. Living with a stranger was something to get used to. I'm not overly fond of it, but it's something my parents pushed me to try. Nice isn't the word I'd use, but glad you think so."

Before speaking anymore, Aaron plopped himself down on a small lounge chair in the room, motioning for the other boy to take a seat as well. The dorm wasn't large at all, but they had managed to fit all the necessities within the given space. Cory sure was talking a lot, but at least silence wasn't laying thick in the air. That would only give the opportunity for it to get awkward, or for Aaron to feel that way at least. "I would've thought you'd miss rooming with him, y'know, being wombmates and all." The dark haired boy chewed furiously at his bottom lip, trying not to laugh at his own pun, but dimples never did well at hiding things. A small smile peaked up from his cheeks despite his best effort to hold it back. "Are you the oldest? You totally give off older brother vibes. Not that I would know.. I don't have any siblings, but yeah. I can just see it." Both of the boys seemed to talking way more than they should be. Maybe it was due to the fact that the first 'date' hadn't provided them with much time at all to talk, or maybe there was a mild case of verbal diarrhea going around.

"Oh!," Aaron exclaimed as his hand crashed against his own thigh. "I was going to cook you something but.." he paused for a second as his gaze fluttered over to the small kitchenette in the corner of the room. "I don't know how to cook at all, and all we have for appliances are a microwave and a grill thing.." Brown eyes flickered back to catch the only other pair in the room. "But we can order something whenever you want.. that's okay, right?"

#p:cory #para

Oh okay. So you’re not into girls, that’s not a problem. Is it because you’re afraid of being judged or something is why its a big deal in telling people?

I.. I don't know. I'm not sure what my issue is anymore.

#c:megan

SECOND DATE, SECOND TRY // AARON AND CORY

Needless to say, Cory was pretty surprised he was heading where he was going. It was… a pleasant surprise, nonetheless. How he happened to get here, he’d never know, considering Aaron might just be everything he’d never needed nor wanted. This was just a time to hang out, and Cory knew that, but why? Why was he pursuing this kid? A simple, sensitive, Freshman whom he could tell barely peeked in this department. Well, it wasn’t like Cory was an expert or anything, but still, this was something different. This had to mean something, right? The bumping into each other, the conversation, Aaron feeling uncomfortable. Those were signs, weren’t they? They had to be. Whether this went anywhere, into a friendship or something more, he didn’t know. But here was the universe telling him to just to this kid’s apartment.

Taking a breath, Cory looked at himself in the mirror and rolled his eyes. Of course, he hated his outfit for the day, but more so finding disbelief in the face that he was heading to a dorm altogether. Since attending Bella Nova, dorms were never anything he wanted to deal with. As a child from the foster care system, crowded buildings with eight dozen people in them took him back— too far back to care for. But Cory acknowledged he made this plan and swallowed thickly. He couldn’t back out now. Collecting his keys, his wallet, and dignity, Cory turned back to Caden and Jorge on the couch playing video games. “Don’t wreck anything, and don’t eat my food.” He demanded just before shutting the door.

It didn’t take long to get to this dorm building, considering the fact that it’d been nearly a mile away. Anyone could’ve walked it, but not Cory. The boy never walked anywhere, and that was that. Parking his car, he sat there for a second, wondering if it were too late to reschedule or ask for a different place to meet up. “No,” He mumbled to himself as he turned the car off and sighed deeply. Inside the building, Cory began basically holding his breath the entire way to the addressed door. At the door, he tilted his head and let out another sigh for much needed air. No turning back now. Cory gave the door in front of him a light knock as he shoved his keys and wallet into his capri shorts. A part of him still wanted to turn around, but here he was, only waiting to see Aaron’s face again.

It was hard for Aaron to grasp exactly why Cory wanted to be around him. A well put together, upperclassman who seemingly didn't like much of anything had managed to like him just enough. Regardless if it made sense to him or not, he accepted the gestures to be around one another for what they were-- dates, or just hanging out, he wasn't sure. The only thing Aaron could be sure about was his reasoning for saying yes-- which wasn't just to be polite. Even though Cory had a slightly hard exterior and a personality that was a lot to handle, even though on more than one occasion he'd made Aaron uncomfortable, he knew saying yes was something he wanted to do.

It was only a few weeks into the summer months, and already the year had brought Aaron way more than he had bargained for. It was just last year that this strange, awkward teenager was walking across the stage, ending his high school years, now he was here; a slightly less awkward 'adult' who was inviting another boy into his room. The very group that he called friends for four years hadn't so much as step foot in his house, let alone his room. Although a dorm room was far less personal, he felt just the same about it.

Luckily it was summer and Aaron's roommate had already gone, which gave the boy one less thing to worry about. Tiding his own messes before the other got there was enough on it's own. Aimlessly, Aaron walked around his room, straightening odds and ends as he awaited the other's arrival. It wasn't long before he was interrupted by a knock. He made his way over to the door, suddenly feeling anxious, and pulled it open slowly. "Hi," he spoke, giving a small smile to the slightly taller boy who stood opposite of him. "Welcome to my humble abode." Aaron pulled the door open wider and stepped out of the way so Cory could walk in.

#para #p:cory

I… I never hinted at you being inexperienced. I hardly find you innocent. I might be a bit a judgmental, but I can’t admit to any judging here. I’m only guilty of wanting to know more. You can say nevermind if that’s what you’d like, it’s not like our first “hang-out” was all that thrilling or… even worth pursuing, if we’re speaking honestly. But seriously, Aaron, if you want to say nevermind, say it. I may not handle rejection well, but I’m an adult. We’re both adults. I think if it’s— Me. If I’m too much— I don’t want to say me. God, that sounds horribly self-centered, but that’s the kind of guy I am. Always thinking about myself— I think if you don’t want to do.. anything.. then you do not have to, so.

#is he breaking him?#omfg cory's rambling #and i'm emotional #and aaron's.. aaron #BUT YES OMG #THE POSSIBILITES ARE ENDLESS~~~~#c:cory

Relax. Don't go blaming yourself. You are too much, and you'll probably always be too much.. but I don't hate it. How super lame would be if I said It's not you, it's me? That's rhetorical because it would be extremely lame. But It's really not you. I'm way too oversensitive. What you said was probably harmless, but I took it the wrong way. I bet you don't even know what I'm talking about.. I just get upset over stupid things that I shouldn't even think twice about. It felt like after saying I could handle it, you were trying to forcibly make me uncomfortable? I don't know. Maybe I can't handle it. Maybe you're way too strong of a personality for me to handle right now, and I'm way too uncomfortable with every aspect of everything ever, but I was trying? I'm trying. I only almost wanted to say nevermind in that moment. I would very much like for you to come over. And just to speak on it-- Firsts are never that great. It wasn't on account of you or I, so.. come over on Saturday, please.

Hypocritical? What's going on with you?

#c:megan #idfk i have issues man #it's all good

I just shouldn't be trying to give advice I should take myself, I guess. Like, you know how you asked if I had a girlfriend? Well, I don't because.. I.. I'm not into girls? and.. I don't know. I'm making telling people into a big deal.. or a bigger deal than it should be.. or something.

I wish I could go back in time and stop this all from happening. You know, things were easier when I didn’t have any friends or have to be so social. Because I could be able to avoid all this.

#i'm never okay #i'm never going to be okay #c:megan

Things might've been easier, but not better. This sucks now, but you'll get through it. It's not the end of the world, and it won't be as big of a deal later as it's seeming now. I should stop brining it up though, because I just realized that I'm being a little bit hypocritical, and you probably don't want to keep on the topic.

Oh really?

Saturday after three, I can do that.

#same #i'm so attached #and so sad bc it shut down #and i dont know what to do with him #AND I LOVE YOU #unless you're going to stand me up again #then my love for you might disipate a little bit #dissipate*#c:cory

I may not be very experienced, but I know things. You're so quick to make assumptions. I mean, most of them have been right but it's.. it was-- everything you just said was kind of off-putting? I almost wanted to say never mind.. but I didn't so.. I'll see you on Saturday after three.. Is five good? Since you wanted specifics..? Oh, and don't eat.

Oh really, huh? You can handle a lot? I can handle quite a bit myself— that was horrible nudge in the sexual direction, wow. How homosexually pretentious of me. Anyway, just because you can does not mean you should. I mean, as sure as I am that you are all for receiving, you shouldn’t just allow people to dump their nonsense onto you. Aaron, how much do you even know about smitten, hm? Seriously, tell me. I’m dying to know.

I am nothing but that. I mean a time. A date. An RSVP. Something with more weight besides, you’re allowed over. I’ll have a set schedule come June, so take me while you can. I was joking. With jokes aside, you do seem like the boxers kind of guy. My apologies for over-assuming though. Clothes are happening, alright, don’t falter on me now.

#c:cory #this reply sucks because hes a baby #and got butthurt

I know enough.

Saturday. Sometime after three.

Its whatever..I guess its true when people say not all friendships last.

#*violently breaths life into this conversation*#c:megan #breathes*

Not to be cynical, but nothing's everlasting. Plus, it's hard for things to thrive when nobody puts in the effort. You could still text him, I'm sure. and I still think you should tell his girlfriend/your other friend what's up.

Shhh, I’m not actually anything like that. I was only asking as a joke, I promise. If anyone were like that, I would have trouble seeing why they would do that to you. Which, yes, would include myself.

There’s no such thing as “to an extent” with me. I’m either all in or have nothing at all. Really? Okay then, invite me. Actually invite me. We can do the whole hang out thing, I think I know how to do that. It’s been awhile. Though you’ll have to allow me to exclude myself in being around with boxer shorts. I’ve always been a briefs kind of guy.

#c:cory #STOP DOING THE THING

Good. There's a lot I can handle, but I'm not sure I can handle that. Not from you, anyway. You're quite a lot to handle without being a total prick.. I don't mean that in a bad way, so don't get all offended. You don't see it because you're smitten, obviously. --I'm only teasing. There's plenty of reasons why someone would.. You'll see them eventually.

I've noticed that.. In which case, it's a positive. Oh.. I thought I did. I don't know what to say. You are cordially invited? I don't know when you're not busy and I don't want you to have to make time for me. If you find yourself forgetting how, I'm sure it's something that can be re-taught. Wait, what? I never-- Clothes are happening. I didn't even specify which type. I simply said underwear. I'm not underwear racist, but clothes are still happening.

I don’t know. I just don’t think it’s a good idea anymore. I mean I really haven’t seen him around much anyways and we don’t even text anymore.

Yeah, maybe not.. That sucks.

#c:megan

fibackup

I hope so! I start off doing all the grunge work like doing research and stuff.. but they said depending on how I do there’s a definite chance of some screen time.