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how much can you take?
boxedinbrokenout requested: isaac lahey + wild eyed boy // birds of tokyo
The moment he sat down next to her, Erica snuggled into Isaac, smiling as he kissed her forehead. “Sorry for making you come all the way over here… ‘m sure you had better things to do than take care of my drunk ass,” she mumbles, her voice quiet. The blonde carefully slipped her hands under his shirt, resting them low on his stomach. “Could make it worth your while tho…” She added, her voice low while she softly traced the warm skin with the pads of her thumbs. Erica wanted to make it up to Isaac somehow, and this was the perfect way to do that. At least, that’s what she told herself as she moved to straddle his legs, grinning down at him.
"I was just doing schoolwork. So.. you are much better than that," He said, smiling. His blue eyes quickly darted to her hands as they slipped under his shirt. He sighed at her words combined with the feeling of her thumbs tracing his skin. There was a part of him that could guess where this was going since well it was what happened when they were around each other. However, the more logical part of Isaac's brain was thinking about just how drunk she was and how sober he was. To him, it seemed kind of wrong in a way. So, that was the part of the brain that was able to keep his desires at bay. "I thought that was what boyfriends were supposed to do anyways.." He said with a small shrug. He gave her another soft smile before leaning up to kiss her softly on the lips again. He pulled back after a few moments and looked at her. "I think that you need to try to settle down and rest this off.. as much as I'd love for you to "make it worth my while". Besides-- it's already worth my while to just be here with you," He said.
With a soft sigh, Erica smiled against Isaac’s lips as he kissed her. When he pulled away she stretched her body out to keep their lips connected, cursing how tall he was. “I can tell you didn’t forget,” she smiled, looking down at the bottle I shoved in her hand. “Fineeee.” The single word came out as a whine, but she undid the cap and chugged the cold water down, her throat suddenly dry as sandpaper. “God, that was delicious.” The blonde reached for Isaac’s hand and turned on her heels. “Come on in,” she stated, slightly wobbling to her bed, letting herself fall down on top of it with a groan. “Missed you, ‘Saac..” She mumbled, rolling over onto her back to look at him, beckoning him over with a single finger.
Isaac laughed a little as Erica struggled to try to keep them connected ultimately failing as he stood up to his full height. "Are you having a little trouble down there?" He teased, tilting his head to the side. He then shook his head as she chugged down the water like it was the greatest thing in the world. Soon, she had grabbed a hold of his hand and lead him in the direction of her bed. He obediently followed and let go of her hand once she toppled over on the bed. He didn't hesitate before sitting down on the bed next to her when she beckoned him. "I missed you too," He muttered, kissing her lightly on the forehead.
Erica shoved her phone under her pillow when the buzzing stopped, and closed her eyes. She was about to fall asleep when she heard someone knock on her door. The blonde rolled over and out of her bed with a groan. “Coming,” she slightly slurred, rising to her feet and wobbling to the door, yanking it open. “Did you bring my kisses?” She grinned drunkenly as her eyes landed on her boyfriend.
Once he got the last message from Erica, he put away the work that he had scattered about his desk. He grabbed a couple of bottles of water for her before heading out to his girlfriend's room. Once he got there, he knocked on the door and waited patiently for her to answer. "I didn't forget.." He muttered. He then leaned in to give her a soft kiss on the lips before pulling away with a grin. "Now, drink this," He stated, holding out a bottle of water to her.
Mass drunk (s)text // Open
Erica: You.. Mabye some water? And kisseeesssssss. lots of kisessesssssss
Isaac: I'll be right over.
Mass drunk (s)text // Open
Erica: Probabably. So r u gnna cmoe over?
Isaac: Yeah. Want me to bring you anything?
Mass drunk (s)text // Open
Erica: Ur n0 fnu. i ws gonna make u hnut me.. :(()()
Isaac: Well-- I'm pretty sure you wouldn't have moved from where you are and I would've found you eventually.
Mass drunk (s)text // Open
Erica: Mmmmmayeb.
Isaac: Gonna take that as a yes.
Mass drunk (s)text // Open
Erica: But thas no fuuUN!
Erica: Imma give u a hnit. u wree her befr0e!
Isaac: ....Are you in your room?
Mass drunk (s)text // Open
Erica: R yuo g0nn come find meeee?
Isaac: It'd be easier if you just told me where you are.
Mass drunk (s)text // Open
Erica: Sooomewheeereeee.. nto ovre the rinbow dho. y? u interesested?
Isaac: Jesus, Erica.
Isaac: Where are you?
Mass drunk (s)text // Open
Erica: IssAAAaAaAc! I mis yu. d'u wnat to cum-stanie smoe m0re tets wit meee ;)0)00)
Isaac: Where are you?
Weep for yourself, my man, You’ll never be what is in your heart
text // boyfran
Erica: Fair enough, I guess.
Erica: I ehm-- I didn't-- oh do I hear my name?!z
Isaac: Smooth Erica.
text // boyfran
Erica: Damnit, you know me too well. Wow. That hurts. Did I ever lie to you?
Erica: When we grow old together, I'll end up hating you for your marble-ness.
Isaac: Eh-- not that I know of but somehow I don't think you're right on this one.
Isaac: Growing old together? Well-- someone is thinking ahead.
text // boyfran
Erica: You're so lame sometimes.
Erica: I don't know. Why? Don't you believe me.
Erica: Point taken. Seriously, were you carved out of marble?
Isaac: Yeah-- but you still love me. And no, I don't believe you at all.
Isaac: Maybe.