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[aydenffs]

@ryderdie: @aydengreene well i sure as hell know ur no help since u were in the hospital

@aydengreene: @ryderdie you wouldnt fuck me anyway so it's all good

[aydenffs]

@ryderdie: who do i have to fuck to get the bio notes from last week

@ryderdie: and the bio hw

@ryderdie: and how was the test

@aydengreene: @ryderdie ryder ://

[aydenffs]

text // chandler

chand: why were you in the hospital?

chand: well, everyone who is sick goes to the hospital, more goes around the hospital, there's more to catch there. isn't it a bitch? :)

ayden: not over anything that serious

ayden: it is quite the bitch

[aydenffs]

text // bodhi

Bodhi: Nah, no worries, dude. I'll text you if you want.

Bodhi: Just wasn't sure if you knew who it was. Didn't think you liked me lol

Ayden: why do you think that..?

[aydenffs]

text // soft n cuddly

@an0brain: ITS MY FUCKIN BIRTHDAY

ayden: FCUKDKFKNHAPP Y BIRTHDAY

ayden: WHAT DO YOU WANNA DO

ayden: I'M SO EXCITED HAPPY BIRTHDAY

[aydenffs]

text // ayyy-den

grayson: it really is, i'm kinda scared at their technology

grayson: not a problem, you need anything else before i stop by?

ayden: what other strange things do they make ?

ayden: no, no. that's all. thank you very much

[aydenffs]

text // open

Bodhi: You realise this is Bodhi, right?

Bodhi: That's irony at it's finest.

Ayden: oh i'm sorry

[tatepowell-blog]

Sitting on the edge of his disheveled bed, only in boxers with an unlit cigarette hanging from his bruised lips, Tate’s head was throbbing like a hammer whacking a side walk over and over. Pain was coursing through every fiber of his being, both physical and mental. He couldn’t get the sight of blood staining his hands out of his mind. The image of crimson liquid and deep blue bruises littering his knuckles, his arms, his face–it was ripping open old wounds he always tried so desperately to forget. He had no idea what happened the night before, but waking up with a hangover and clearly having gotten into a fight, Tate’s mind jumped to the worst conclusion. Was there another skeleton in his closet now? The forlorn boy was reeled from his thoughts at the sound of knocking, and then a familiar ray of light entered his dorm. A soft smile played on his lips around the cigarette, which he paused on lighting for the time being. “Hey sunshine. C’mere,” he murmured, opening his arms up for the boy, “how’re you feeling?”

[aydenffs]

With hands tucked in the pockets of his hoodie shortly after he let the door close shut, blue hues lingered over to the male who seemed to be littering in aches in pains. He couldn’t find himself able to move or speak for a moment, a frown becoming evident on his features as he merely stared at the boy. It hurt, really, to see him like this, and although he was warned for the apparent fight, he still hated the sight perhaps more than anything. Surely though, Tate’s sweet words were processed and he forced a small smile onto his lips, walking over to the bed and climbing in beside him. He extended a hand to pluck the cigarette from his lips, not a fan of that habit, and leaning over to set it onto the nightstand. “Better question is how’re you feeling..?” Ayden questioned out, gaze now dropping slightly to his busted lip, which pulled a small sigh from the boy. “I don’t like seeing you hurt,”

[aydenffs]

text // ayyy-den

grayson: idk japan can create some pretty crazy shit sometimes

grayson: yeah dude, its yours. i'll drop it off in like 10?

ayden: it is a bit crazy !

ayden: thank you so much :)

[fvckryder]

“—You fucking kidding me?” Ryder’s tone contrasted not only Ayden’s soft murmur but also his own voice from previous words. It wasn’t hard to get a rise out of the boy with that temper of his but now with all things considered, it was even easier. He had been handling a lot recently, and now to deal with the stubbornness of a friend, a stubbornness that forced him to watch that friend continue down a spiraling downfall was his last straw. Heat released from his inflamed nostrils and his eyes shut in hopes of calming himself down. And it worked - partially.

As a steamed Ryder glanced down at Ayden who was wrapped up in blankets on the bed, the image of a scene prior kicked into the back of his head and that image wasn’t exactly a pleasant one to remember. So this time, he promised to keep his hands to himself. Especially with Ayden just returning from the hospital; he didn’t want to be the reason to bring the smaller boy back in. “Go to sleep and see what happens,” he spoke in a dark yet oddly calm voice, the threat fully intended.

Shaking his head and turning back around towards the food on the counter, Ryder grabbed a hold of something simple - a bag of unopened chips - and tossed them towards the bed. Not necessarily healthy but as no expert and for now just following his point, they’d suffice. “So,” he began loudly with extreme sarcasm seeping through, “Tell me. Why you were in the hospital, Ayden?” The lanky male hopped on the corner of Ayden’s desk and stole an apple to eat for himself - his eyes not leaving the bundled male below.

[aydenffs]

At Ryder’s retort, Ayden merely let his eyes shut tighter. He didn’t really understand why Ryder was getting mad, or why he even cared so much in the first place, but the anger was evident, and that couldn’t help but trickle a sign of fear within the younger. he truly hated having to be afraid of his best friend at times, but suppose with having someone like Ryder in his life in the first place, it was difficult not to be wary of danger. Ayden, however, like it better being oblivious and naive. He merely tried to keep himself quiet, and not say something that would tick the male off further. So, a stream of silence rippled through the room as both male’s probably were more or less attempting to calm down.

A threat left the blonde’s lips, and suppose Ayden should be used to it, but seeing as Ryder could... and apparently would most certainly deliver some sort of pay back, Ayden forced his eyes open to gleam upon the male, licking over his lips as suppose sleep wasn’t in his feature. It was strange since Ryder tended to order the opposite -- to tell him to shut up and get some sleep rather than refraining from the need that he lacked. There was never time to comprehend for Ayden the other needs he gave to himself as well.

The questions given were somewhat terrifying. He didn’t know why, considering Ryder already knew the reason... but still, why was it such a big deal? So what, he was lacking certain vitamins and such? Did it really matter? Ayden stared at the other as he slowly sat up, pulling the blanket with him to keep his upper half covered, allowing the the chips to stay by his side which he of course ignored. “i already told you..?” ayden questioned out softly, tilting his head as he stared at the man with furrowed eyebrows. “why are you making this a big deal? i’m sorry, i just... don’t understand.”

[aydenffs]

text // ayyy-den

grayson: they make robots for that shit from what i've heard??

grayson: wait what shit are you okay?? i've got a heated blanket i've literally never used bc i'm always roasting if you want it.

ayden: robots don't sound very comfy

ayden: but a heated blanket sounds lovely if you really don't use it

[aydenffs]

@an0brain: @aydengreene safer aloe then not. Yes

@an0brain: @aydengreene *alone lmao

@aydengreene: @an0brain what's that supposed to mean ?

[aydenffs]

@an0brain: @aydengreene my ddorm!

@aydengreene: @an0brain alone ? that doesn't sound safe . are you okay ?

[aydenffs]

@an0brain: gotta stpndrinking juts makes me sad n anger lol

@aydengreene: @an0brain angel no :(

@aydengreene: @an0brain where are you ?

[aydenffs]

text // open

nat: wait but now i want soup :/ we should go even if ur fine honestly

ayden: but im lazy

[aydenffs]

text // open

nat: wait why the hospital omg are u okay listen......we could go get soup omg!!

ayden: omg im fine thank you youre an angel

[fvckryder]

Sleep hadn’t necessarily been Ryder’s priority recently despite the bloodshot eyes telling him otherwise so when he had that chance of relaxation taking control of his body, he allowed it unconsciously. He wasn’t usually a heavy sleeper and today was no different; he fell into that in-between stage right before he was fully asleep, unaware of his surroundings and unaware of the thoughts about to paint dreams. When the light tug was felt at his shirt, Ryder ended up reacting with a shake, opening his eyes abruptly. Confusion struck him at first as he saw Ayden above him but it only took a few seconds to grasp back into reality. A yawn escaped his mouth but so did words breaking it apart. “Jesus Christ— What fucking time is it?”

Eventually he stood to his full height giving back the bed to its rightful owner without even realizing. “Yeah,” he replied with a scoff while digging through the tupperware and snacks in his backpack. “No shit.” It may have seemed as though he was talking about the lack of embrace when in reality his sarcastic words were regarding Ayden’s tiredness. He had only hoped Ayden was one to realize the reason behind the fatigue. He could give him that much credit, right?

Ryder scattered the food around Ayden’s desk and looked back over his shoulder to ask, “What do you want?” Before he allowed the other to even answer, he turned his body around fully with brows raised to show a threatening stance with the slight idea that the hospital visit didn’t help. “You’re lucky I’m not keeping this shit to myself.” It was his own way of saying, ‘I’m doing something nice, take advantage of it. Or you’ll die, and quite literally.’

[aydenffs]

For at least a moment, Ayden couldn’t help but to feel slightly intimidated as Ryder rose to his full height -- which was, quite obviously, a good few inches above him. Ayden’s gaze slightly flickered down to the floor, before back up, and following the male’s figure as he walked over to his desk. Ayden gave a small sigh and settled on crawling into bed, ultimately despising that Ryder couldn’t offer some body heat. Nonetheless, he crawled under the blankets, laid down, and nested into a curled up ball position with nothing but his head sticking out to give at least some attention to his best friend.

Whether he was being oblivious or naive, Ayden completely didn’t take into note all that Ryder had spread out onto the surface, and, once he realized the words that passed the blonde’s lips, a smile soon vanished from his own. “Told you I’m sleepy ‘n that you didn’t have to bring anything,” he recalled out softly, letting his heavy eyes eventually fall shut. He didn’t want to think much about the situation, and he certainly wasn’t worried about it. Ryder knew how exhausted he always was -- let alone now, just coming back from a hospital visit. 

“Plus you shouldn’t steal. Told you that. But if you want something of his--” Ayden’s voice was cut off surely by a soft yawn passing from his system. “Then -- let me know and i’ll pay him back or something,” he promised out, voice falling steadily from a regular speech to a gentle murmur. He knew his first attention of Ryder even coming over was to spend some time, but suppose if this is how the male wanted to prioritize the minutes, Ayden wouldn’t mind a few moments for shut eyes instead.