lost and found

addison wright, twenty one

[addywright]

toxic ♡ xavier/addy

[xxavierh]

“‘Course. Did you expect something else?” Xavier looked up, just about finishing rubbing the cream onto him. “Y’know, other than.. standard procedure?” he questioned with a quirked brow and a less than innocent glint in his eye. Before he could get anymore reckless with his behavior, he turned around and wheeled over the little stool that he usually sat on, grabbing his tattoo gun, and turning it on to test the ink on a strip of paper. “You ready?” left his mouth while he did this, glancing up at Addy for a moment or two. “I promise it won’t hurt as much as you might be imagining.. it’ll be over before you know it.”

[addywright]

The quirked brow paired with the question had his lips forming a little smile as he shook his head, biting momentarily at his lower lip and watching as Xavier got what he needed to tattoo him. Jesus, he couldn't believe he was actually doing it, yet the only thing his mind worried over in that chair was how he was going to keep from getting hard with this attractive tattoo artist so close to the insides of his thighs. Hopefully the pain would distract him. "I hope you're serious, 'cause I'm a baby when it comes to pain. My friend told me that getting a tattoo is like a paper cut over and over again, and paper cuts turn me into a proper, bawling baby," Addy joked, his hands resting flat on his tummy underneath his shirt.

[zjmxx-blog]

unsuspected hero 🌹 zaynison

[zjmxx-blog]

Hearing him say that he missed him in return had Zayn grinning, trying to supress it by pressing his lips together and pretty much failing. His expression softened as he listened to him explain himself, though, nodding and squeezing him momentarily where he held his waist. “It’s alright… you had me worried. And a little pissed off, but not anymore. You can’t be doing this to yourself, babe. I know you’re ambitious and all, but at least get a couple of healthy meals in a day, okay? Don’t make me sound like I’m your father,” he said, smirking a little towards the end. Since he and Addy had split apart as children, this was his first time seeing him go crazy over studying for a test, and he wasn’t going to let it slip his mind again. As long as he remembered the incident and reminded himself that he was capable of saving him whenever need be, then he was sure things would be alright. “Now, go on and get yourself dressed up like I said earlier, yeah? I already made reservations at this fancy place.”

[addywright]

"You couldn't stay mad at me, anyway. You love me too much," he claimed, grinning a bit even though he was sure Zayn wouldn't have appreciated him ignoring the request of 'a couple of healthy meals a day'. His studying habits were terrible, he knew that, but it was practically impossible to try and change them. He'd tried. As pathetic as it was, Addy's mind still had copious amounts of work occupying it, begging him to go right back to his desk and ignore Zayn's requests, but he knew when to listen to his heart and when to listen to his mind. It was easy to choose his heart over his mind in that moment, pulling back from the other boy's chest to glance up at him, a sigh falling from his lips. How he went so long without jumping at the chance to see him, he had no idea. Addy couldn't help but groan at the idea of food, at a fancy place like Zayn said or anywhere at that point, honestly, feeling his nearly empty stomach ache further just imagining it. "God, food sounds so good right now, you have no idea. I'm so hungry I could eat you, Z," he told him, leaning up to nip playfully at his jaw with his teeth. "Also.. fancy as in the cutest jeans I have that show off my arse, or fancy as in suit fancy?"

[zjmxx-blog]

unsuspected hero 🌹 zaynison

[zjmxx-blog]

Zayn’s eyebrows rose after he finished speaking, just waiting for Addy to tell him no— challenging— though when he did begin to protest, his face fell like he hadn’t been expecting it. His frown only lasted a few seconds before his expression became something more stern, and his tone of voice matched it to a tee. “Didn’t I just say it wasn’t a question? You’re gonna go to dinner with me, and that’s final. You need to loosen up, and, tell me, when is it that you ever get anything less than an A+, huh? Why would it be different this time? I know you must be starving, too.” Zayn sighed, bringing one of his hands up to Addy’s cheek, stroking it and then tilting his chin upward so as to look into his eyes. “Please. Please, just. One night. Even if all you want to talk about is what you’re studying for.”

[addywright]

Addy noticed his crestfallen expression and immediately felt guilty for being the cause of it, but Zayn had to understand that he needed to study— he had to memorize everything, and that wasn't an easy task. He opened his mouth to apologize, but not a single syllable left him because the other boy was speaking, causing him to close it and purse his lips together, pouting just a tad at the tone he'd been spoken to with. It was obvious that he had no say, but it wasn't as if he were bothered by it, and he knew that his stomach had been protesting his unhealthy studying habits. He'd only had snacks the past few days, and the thought of an actual meal had his mouth watering, so all he could do was sigh and lean into the touch to his cheek. "Okay. I'm just.. once I start studying and I know it's for something important, I can't stop. I'm really hungry, though, and I've missed you. A lot. Like, a lot more than just a lot," he admitted as he leaned forward to nuzzle into Zayn's chest.

[zjmxx-blog]

unsuspected hero 🌹 zaynison

[zjmxx-blog]

“Yeah, hi to you, too. Missed your fuckin’ face,” Zayn muttered, sort of cutting off Addy’s “greeting” and leaning in to pull him into a tight hug, kissing him sweetly on his forehead. After he’d gotten his little fix of touch, he drew backward pushed them both into the room, and then the words dawned on him, making him furrow his brows as an amused smile settled on his mouth. “What?” Zayn asked in a laugh, because studying couldn’t possibly take up that much time and energy. It was then that he looked around them, though, and the playful expression slowly fell from his face, becoming something more towards horror. There were so many papers and books scattered about the little area that Zayn had to crinkle his nose, and the bags under his eyes paired with his tired disposition could only mean one thing. “Oh my god… Addy, wh…” He finished taking in the scene and shook his head, arms still loosely wrapped around the other boy’s waist. “Well, guess what, you’re not studying anymore. We’re gonna go for dinner, alright? Go get yourself looking all nice and pretty. And that wasn’t a question.”

[addywright]

The hug had him inhaling deeply and sinking into the embrace, returning the sentiment of missing him into his shoulder although it was muffled and he couldn't be too sure if he'd heard it. He'd gone so long without seeing anyone or doing anything that all he could do whenever they pulled away was stare, gazing up at Zayn's face, his eyes flitting about his features and taking them all in because it seemed like it'd been forever since they saw each other. However, when his words cut thorough the daze he'd been in, his mouth opened and closed a number of times as he began to shake his head. "Zayn..." Addy's brows furrowed as he murmured the one word while staring at him wide eyed, realizing only moments later that he sounded horrified, and in all honesty, he was. "Zayn, no, I have to study. I have— I've got to study, I need to.. I can't fail this. It's. Zayn," he practically pleaded, childishly tugging at the sleeve of his shirt, admittedly quite pathetically, as he whined. Any other time, he never would have told the other boy no, he never would have even thought of it, but all he could think of was if he wasted a moment of time that he could use studying, he would end up forgetting everything he'd learned and it would've all been for nothing.

[zjmxx-blog]

unsuspected hero 🌹 zaynison

Zayn wasn’t all too sure how to feel about his texts to Addy being ignored for about three days in a row other than to let him know he couldn’t make it to lunch, but it surely wasn’t happy. He’d only sent four texts at the most, though he’d called a few more times than that— it was just driving him crazy because didn’t their plans mean a thing? They were supposed to meet up for lunch together every day, but the other boy always ended up calling it off at the last minute because of “something” he needed to do. He wanted answers, and immediately. This was the reason why he decided to drive by Addy’s house, walking up to the front door only to have his multiple series of knocks ignored. He totally didn’t push inside himself eventually and march straight over to his bedroom, knocking there instead. Because that’d be weird. Then again, his and Addy’s relationship never had been normal.. “Are you in there?!”

[addywright]

Addy couldn't remember just how long he'd been sitting at the desk in his room, flipping through pages and scribbling down notes, muttering things he read to himself under his breath and occasionally falling asleep with his cheek pressed against his text books. It was hard for him to do much else, honestly, with the tests and whatnot he had coming up that he had to study endlessly for. He would've been immensely disappointed with himself if he wasted any time that he could spend studying doing something else, so he turned down all plans he had, attempting to suppress the guilt at doing so when it came to Zayn (he didn't feel it much with anyone else, honestly). Addy had no idea what day it was, nor did he remember the last time he'd gotten up unless it had been to go to the restroom for showering or urinal purposes, but he nearly fell out of his chair in shock when he heard knocking on his bedroom door. His hand flew to his chest over his racing heart before he stood up and made his way over to the door, already aware of who it was on the other side by his voice. "I'm studying," he greeted as he opened the door, his hand still on the knob as if he were already ready to close it and go back to working.

[addywright]

toxic ♡ xavier/addy

[xxavierh]

In response to the comment about his photographic memory, he simply hummed to let him know it hadn’t gone ignored. “Good,” he replied cheerfully, puckering his lips to blow on the marker’s ink to make sure that it was dry. He may have looked up as he did this, and his cheeks may have been more hollowed out than necessary, but whatever. No one was keeping tabs, right? “Now, I’ve got to get this cream on you, and then we can get onto the tattoo,” Xavier explained, reaching down for the bottle and taking it into his hand. He opened it carefully, and squirted a small dollop out onto two fingertips, then bringing those two fingers to where the drawing was and rubbing the cream into his skin slowly. Absentmindedly, his eyes flickered over to Addy’s cock and his tongue darted out to run across his lower lip. God.

[addywright]

Addy inhaled deeply as he stared down at Xavier on his knees in front of him, and, okay, did he really have to hollow his cheeks like that? After a moment he was forced to look away, conjuring up images in his mind of numerous other things that would ensure that he wouldn't get hard, because he had a god-like boy on his knees in front of him about to tattoo him and that just couldn't happen. He wondered if it was normal for guys or people to get hard before or during the tattooing proccess, and he should have googled it or something, but it wasn't like he'd expected to have someone like X tattooing him. "Standard procedure, then? With the marker, and cream, and.. stuff?" he spoke up, no longer able to deal with the silence suffocating him.

[addywright]

toxic ♡ xavier/addy

[xxavierh]

Xavier didn’t bother acknowledging the stupidly beautiful smirk on his face, just grabbed the prep cream and held it in his hand along with the marker, making his way over. He then got down onto his knees, looking up at Addy with a thoughtful sort of gaze. “What now, darling, is me tracing the design on your skin. I have quite the photographic memory and years of experience, so I don’t need to look back at the paper for reference, but be sure to tell me if it’s anything less than what you want.” It was then that he popped the cap on the marker, set the cream down on the floor and carefully drew the penguin exactly how he remembered it, looking up hopefully and expectantly when he finished. Sucking his dick (that of which was right by his face) was totally the last thing on his mind. Totally.

[addywright]

"Photographic memory, hm. That'd be nice to have," he commented lightly, purposefully glancing anywhere but the other boy's face that just so happened to be right in front of where his legs were spread and his bare cock was. Addy didn't suppose that being called darling helped in distracting him, nor did the way he automatically glanced down as his breath hitched at the cold marker against his heated skin. He watched with his lower lip between his teeth as he drew the penguin on his inner thigh where he'd showed him before, automatically nodding whenever he finished and looked up at him, still staring at the shape on his thigh as he cleared his throat before speaking. "Yeah. Yeah, that's good, it looks perfect. Just like before."

[addywright]

toxic ♡ xavier/addy

[xxavierh]

Xavier hadn’t been looking up when he first said that a razor wasn’t needed (wanted to make it easier for himself; staring while Addy undressed himself definitely wouldn’t help anything), but, of course, once he was finished speaking and the sound of clothes shuffling stopped completely, he looked over, and, well. He dropped the razor and the cream on the ground, shamelessly feasting his eyes on the sight of him and feeling his dick twitch beneath his jeans. “God damn. Okay,” he muttered mostly to himself, putting the items back on the shelf they were sat upon originally and getting a skin safe marker from it instead. He had to bite his tongue to keep from blurting out how ridiculously hot he thought the other boy was.

[addywright]

Addy pressed his lips together to keep from letting out a laugh at the way that he'd just dropped the items in his hands, instead settling on smirking smugly as he pulled his boxers down and put them along with the pants. Deep down, he almost wondered if this little encounter would end up being some sort of scene right out of a porn video, and at that point he honestly wouldn't mind. He would've happily bent over that chair and allowed Xavier to fuck him until he forgot all about the tattoo that he'd gone there to get, but he figured that the other boy was professional and wouldn't allow that to happen. Making his way over to the chair, he sat down and spoke up again. "So, what now?"

[addywright]

toxic ♡ xavier/addy

[xxavierh]

Hearing that his drawing looked perfect had a little smile on X’s face, pleased with himself not only for that but for making Addy laugh, too. He always had been good at that, even when he wasn’t trying. “Basically, yeah. Great, then. You go ahead and take care of that, and when you’re done, sit in that chair over there,” he instructed, pointing to a different chair that was a few yards away from them. “Not much different from the one you’re sitting in now, but a bit more comfortable and laid back.” With that, he attempted to calm his raging heart, and the various thoughts flooding through his head surrounding the fact that this hot little number was about to be naked in front of him. Of course he’d had attractive boys and girls come into his shop before, but it felt different this time. Maybe because Addy looked like heaven. Shaking his head, he finished sanitizing his utensils and turned to walk over to the chair, disposable razor and shaving cream in hand.

[addywright]

The little smile he saw had Addy nipping at his lower lip for just a moment, finding it cute that he'd obviously been proud of himself for being as talented as he was. He'd been ready to lay there and remove his clothing without getting up, but since he would've had to go to the other chair anyway, he stood up to make it easier for himself. "Oh, you don't need that," Addy pointed out, nodding towards the razor and shaving cream. "I keep myself smooth, so that's not really needed." To further prove his point, he tugged his pants down his legs and untangled them from his ankles to put them on the chair behind him, smiling over at him as he ran his hand down his thigh a bit just to show him that his legs were completely hairless. "Don't really like hair, just gets in the way." Addy crinkled his nose with his words, shrugging a shoulder as he went to pull his boxers down as well.

[addywright]

toxic ♡ xavier/addy

[xxavierh]

"Sure it is," Xavier answered with a polite smile, not looking up from where he’d set the other boy’s phone down on the table and was now sketching the small design out in his book. He didn’t bother mentioning that if he was getting gone down on, he wouldn’t want his partner to be thinking of anything penguin related, just put his focus into going over his drawing multiple times. "It is mysterious, isn’t it? I’m glad. Like the looks of this?" he asked, raising the sketch pad so that Addy could see it. "Well, fuck. I’m gonna need you to do that, yeah. It’ll be easier if you get your underwear off, too, especially if the hem falls close to where you want the tattoo to be."

[addywright]

At the sketch he held up, Addy surveyed it for a few moments before nodding in confirmation to his words. "Looks perfect to me," he told him along with the nod, yet another grin spreading across his lips. Not a moment later he let out a laugh when Xavier cursed, figuring that he hadn't expected him to ask so nonchalantly. It wasn't as if he'd ever been insecure about his body, or his cock for that matter, and X wouldn't have been the first attractive guy he'd gotten naked for (except, in this case, they wouldn't be getting down and dirty like every other time he'd done so for). "So, basically, you're asking me to get naked? Luckily for you, I'm not some blushing virgin. I can do that," Addy retorted cheekily, his hands going down to unbutton his pants.

[addywright]

toxic ♡ xavier/addy

[xxavierh]

Xavier nodded while listening to him speak, his eyes falling down to where his finger began to point out the exact spot mentioned. It wasn’t like his thighs were incredible and he wanted to bite them or anything, like, that wasn’t true, so he just told himself to focus. He prepared for some intimate type of tattoo, maybe a tramp stamp, or a cheesy heart… however, he had to bite back a chuckle when he was actually handed the phone and caught sight of a penguin. “You want this on your thigh, huh?” he clarified, just to make sure he hadn’t accidentally shown the wrong photo. “Well, I can do that for you. And if I haven’t told you already, my name’s Xavier. Call me X.”

[addywright]

"Yes... penguins are my favorite animal, so that's why I wanna get it. It's cute, right?" Addy hadn't bothered getting defensive over his choice in what he wanted his first tattoo to be and, honestly, at least he hadn't been getting someone's name or something like that. He'd merely decided to go with something he would love forever, because he could never see himself choosing some other favorite animal, he'd had the same one since he was a little child and he didn't see that changing. "X. Sounds kinda mysterious, I like it. Should I take my pants off?" He questioned bluntly, as if it went with what he'd said about his name not even moments before.

[addywright]

toxic ♡ xavier/addy

[xxavierh]

The sight of the Addy’s smile had more of an effect on him than he liked to admit, his eyes keeping place on the other boy’s face for awhile, just staring like he couldn’t help it. Eventually, he snapped himself out of it nonchalantly, acting as if it hadn’t happened. “S’no problem, babe. Something little, huh? And where at? Have you got a picture, or just an idea in your head that you’d like me to go off of?” Xavier reached for the sketch pad and pencil he kept nearby, pulling them out and setting them upon the table, writing utensil ready in hand.

[addywright]

"Mmhm, something little," Addy confirmed with a little nod, the smile never faltering after hearing the tattoo artist calling him babe. "I want it just.. on the inside of my upper thigh. Like, right here?" Pausing for a moment, he spread his legs so he could show him and traced a circle with his index finger at a little spot on his upper thigh before glacing back up at the other boy. It was then that he realized that he'd never caught his name, but he supposed he would find out eventually and went on to answer the next question that he had been asked. "Yeah, thankfully I have a friend that's an artist so he sketched up what I wanted the other day. It's just a little penguin," Addy told him, reaching into his pocket for his phone so he could hand it over once the photo of the sketch was showing.

[addywright]

toxic ♡ xavier/addy

[xxavierh]

Xavier had just sent his last customer out of the door, and was tossing out the disposable needle and ink tube from his tattoo gun, grabbing a new pair of latex gloves to use when the door to the room was opened and a new customer was ushered in. He didn’t look up from where he was getting the new tools and unwrapping them to put them in the gun as he listened to his employee speaking, just nodded and murmured, “have a seat.” Once he’d prepared the tattoo gun, he set it atop the small metal tray beside him and finally got a good look at his customer, which, okay. He was really fucking cute. Of course, he didn’t bother trying to stop the bright, charming smile that spread across his mouth at the sight of the gorgeous boy not far from him, tilting his head as he asked, “What’s your name? Don’t remember you stopping by to book an appointment…” Xavier removed his previously used gloves and tossed them into the trash can nearby. “Lucky today hasn’t been very busy.”

[addywright]

Addy had been incredibly glad that he was lead to a singular room, and he wasn't sure if that was what usually happened, but it would've been needed for what he wanted. If not, he would've asked to be taken somewhere private, because he certainly didn't want to be taking off his pants where anyone could walk in and see. Another thing he came to be glad about was the tattoo artist he was left with, who, upon glancing at him, he deemed someone that he definitely would've hit on if they were anywhere else. Well, he might still end up hitting on him, because he'd never been one to pass up an opportunity to flirt with a hot boy (maybe not while he's tattooing him, though, because he knows how distracting he can be and definitely doesn't want to have his first tattoo be fucked up because he can't keep his hormones in check). "Addy," he introduced himself after sitting down as he'd been told, flashing the other boy a grin. "Didn't know I was supposed to make an appointment, but thank you for taking me anyway. I don't think it'll take long, either, I just want something little."

[addywright]

toxic ♡ xavier/addy

Whenever Addy told a friend of his that he was considering getting a tattoo, she'd lead him to the place that she regularly went to and told him that they would take good care of him. Hopefully that would end up being the case, because while he wasn't nervous, per say, it was his first tattoo and it would be on him for the rest of his life. He'd thought of it for a while before bringing it up and had a sketch of what he wanted and everything, but it took him a few weeks after finding out where the place was to actually go there. After mustering up the courage to go, he found himself stepping into the shop one Friday night, his blue gaze flitting curiously about the place for numerous moments as he made his way over to someone he supposed worked there, if the shirt they were wearing with the shop's logo on it were any indication. "Hi, I'm looking to get a tattoo? Well, obviously, 'cause I'm here, but.. I don't really know the protocol for this kind of stuff, since I've never gotten one before."

[astrolocherry]

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♍ Virgo give their undivided attention to whatever they are doing and whomever they are with. Other signs may find Virgo detached or isolated because they take up residency in their own minds so much. Only a person who understands these individuals very intimately will be able to gauge when they are unwell

[astrolocherry]

Fastidious, meticulous, perfectionist, purity and cleanliness are all adjectives used to describe the Virgo personality. Even the Virgo stoner will have a sparkling bong with clear bottled water at the bottom - unlike the swamp the rest of us have.

[astrolocherry]

Our hearts beat so loud the neighbours think we’re fucking when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face.”

Star Sign Quotes, Virgo, Andrea Gibson- Pansies