don't be afraid

BEAU ROBBINS ○ TWENTY ONE YEARS OLD ○ COLLEGE STUDENT ○ KOOK

[beaurobbs]

dantekcampbell​:

The restaurant was dead. It seemed having an early dinner was no longer fashionable and he spent the greater part of his shift just polishing silverware and doodling on the seating chart with an expo marker. He’d been hoping for another cheap elderly couple to come in but he was mistaken. He didn’t know what he’d done to deserve another run in with Beau. He’d gone three months without him and now he was popping up everywhere. Dante couldn’t even tell what was worse. Having to ask Beau for money or have to wait on him. He supposed time would only tell. “We do weekly specials,” Dante explained not wanting to rattle off the menu to his ex. He had eyes. “They’re right here on the first page both for drink and food,” he said opening the cover of the menu and pointing to it for him. “Do you want still or sparkling, Beau?” Dante asked. It was a little offensive that all Beau had to say to him was to ask him about the damn specials. 

beau wasn’t sure why he chose this restaurant for dinner but he quickly regretted his decision when he saw dante’s face. he already felt bad for the other night and now he was forced to speak to him again. hopefully beau could hold his tongue. his eyes remained on the menu as dante gave him instructions, nodding a bit to show he understood. “right, of course.” sitting up in his chair, he allowed his arm to rest on the table. “i guess i didn’t see them.” or he didn’t want to read that hard. that was part of dante’s job, right? his eyes glanced up to dante’s face. of course he still remembered one of his drink orders. it hadn’t been that long since they were together but it felt like forever ago. “sparkling.” he stated before focusing back on the menu. “i guess i’ll have chicken tenders or something. i can’t decide.” a short exhale left his lips. “what’s your favorite?” he was trying his best to act polite while dante was working but he wasn’t really all about the small talk thing. “i’m sure i’ll like whatever you recommend.” 

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ssawyer​:

it didn’t take her long to find him. she knew exactly where he was. peeking over the window, offering him a smile. “I don’t ever sneak off from you” holding onto the window sill, as she climbs onto the roof. she sat next to him, tucking her knees under her self, as leaned next to him. she leaned her head on his shoulder, “I don’t have any reason to run off from you” she escaped more of the time, to get away from her family. but never beau. she had no reason to get away from her brother. she got off the island when she could, to get away from her father most of the time, and her step mother, who tried to hard to be her friend.  beau was not included in that.  he was not only her brother, but her best friend. the only person who really knew her. “why are you hiding up here though?” 

beau needed a few moments to think. spending time on the roof helped him do that. he was glad for the company of his sister, though. she was one of the few people that actually understood him and his behavior. he didn’t have to explain all the bullshit. “not from me but i live in this house too.” he shrugged. he understood why she did it. living in this house was a nightmare. he exhaled, letting his lip catch between his teeth. “that’s good. i haven’t done anything to make you run from me lately.” beau hardly got the chance to hide from his father. he was always the one forced to make appearances and find his sister. as if he was her keeper or something. in those cases, he just ran off himself. he and sawyer had been close when they were younger but as time went on, life changed and so did both of them but beau knew he could always count on her. “i’m just trying to figure out if i’m a terrible person or not.” he sighed. “i’m hoping not but i’m sure my ex thinks otherwise.” 

[beaurobbs]

his eyes glanced up from his phone as he heard footsteps approaching the table he was seated at, letting his head shake a bit. he hadn’t seen the other male since their run in at the club several nights ago and he wasn’t planning on it any time soon. he thought the world was playing a cruel joke on him. it had been months since their last encounter and now twice in one week? a nightmare. beau sat back in his chair, letting out a small sigh before lifting the menu for a quick glance. he knew what he wanted but he needed to stay busy. “do you have any specials tonight?” he questioned, letting his eyes meet with the other male’s before finding the menu again. “drinks or food, of course.” @dantekcampbell​

[beaurobbs]

the sun had just started to set as beau moved out of his bedroom window and crawled onto the roof. his body leaned against the house as his eyes closed for a brief moment. there was too much going through his mind and he couldn’t focus too hard or else he would probably go a bit crazy. his eyes only opened as he heard footsteps joining him. there were only a few people that knew about his spot and he hadn’t heard from his best friend all day so he knew it couldn’t be him. a small smile fell onto his lips as he was joined by his older sister, more than surprised she was even home. “you’re not running off somewhere important tonight?” he questioned, giving her a look out of the corner of his eyes. @ssawyer​

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jacob-bowen​:

“Jesus Christ! If I’d have known you were gonna try to scam me, I would’ve gone and tried to break in myself! Let me ask you something, do you enjoy making me shit myself?” Jacob was joking, as evidenced by the big smile on his lips and the soft laugh that followed. He was used to a much more calm sort of night, but this had been a fun change. Two grand was an exorbitant amount of money for what Beau had done, but if it would buy his silence, Jacob could front it easily. It’s not as if he was hurting for cash. But then he realized that mayyyybe there was a chance Beau wasn’t being a thousand percent serious about wanting cash. “Alright, a drink sounds good. Where to? Unfortunately I don’t drink a ton, so I don’t have anything worthwhile at home. I know there’s a couple of bars in town, though,” he said, shrugging lightly as he continued driving in that direction.

“scam you? this is hardly scamming. this is getting paid for my services. it’s reasonable.” he shrugged a bit, glancing over at the other male. “of course i did. it was a lot of fun.” he was sure the other was joking but he still smiled none the less. beau enjoyed wreaking a little havoc around the island. if he was going to be stuck here, he might as well enjoy it. his hands rested on his lap, glancing over at jacob and waiting for a response about the money. it might have been a little steep but beau could have gone to jail for what he did so he thought it was reasonable. they could continue this conversation over drinks. beau was good with drinks for now. “i don’t care. somewhere that serves alcohol. literally any bar.” he nodded, glancing at the window for a moment to take in the dark scenery around them. it was a good night, after all. 

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jacob-bowen​:

Jacob was ecstatic. He took the phone into his hands and smiled broadly, laughing as he finally had the proof he needed. Without hesitation, he sent the photo to himself via text, then handed the device right back to Beau. The photo proved that the old woman had been lying about having the cat’s remains stolen by someone else, and Jacob could breathe easy. “Thank you SO much, dude… Alright. We never really settled on a price, so you gotta tell me what you want in exchange,” he said, reaching down now to keep driving away. It was a beautiful night, made all the more beautiful now that he had that weight off his shoulders. “Let’s get like… a celebration drink or something!”

beau was kind of thrown off by how excited jacob seemed about the small task that he had performed to get the picture. he wasn’t sure how that felt. his head shook as his phone was pulled from his grip and beau glanced out the window for a moment. “don’t mention it, really.” it was nothing for beau. he was just having a bit of fun and doing illegal things made his heart race. “oh, right, we did not. i’ll take a couple thousand dollars for that.” he was serious but he wasn’t sure that was reasonable for the other male. “a drink works for now. i enjoy being paid in alcohol. i’ll give you a bit of time to come up with the money.” 

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stephenfms​:

          the  absence  of  his  own  board  seems  unnatural  to  stephen,  but  there  was  a  lot  going  on  inside  his  head  &  surfing  just  wasn’t  a  main  priority  at  the  moment.   beau’s  response  catches  him  off - guard,  eyebrows  lifting  as  soon  as  the  word  uncertainty  is  strewn  into  the  open  like  it  was  nothing.   unpredictability  could  be  a  beautiful  thing,  but  it  could  also  be  tragic.   with  his  luck,  beau’s  name  would  end  up  in  the  newspaper  &  he’d  be  seen  as  the  bystander  who  had  done  nothing  to  stop  a  stupid  decision  to  catch  some  waves  during  the  beginning  of  a  storm.     ❛   that  why  you  were  really  gonna  do  it  ?   ❜     an  entertained  smile  makes  an  appearance,  but  only  briefly,  as  flattery  becomes  one  of  his  biggest  vices.     ❛   to  be  saved  by  some  dashing,  young  man  who’s  got  no  knowledge  of  cpr  or  basic  life - saving  skills  ?   ❜     it’s  the  narcissist  in  him  speaking.

he found himself leaning down to place his board on the sand as his eyes stared at the waves in front of them. he wasn’t scared of a little storm. he wasn’t scared of much, really. just a few moments in the water would keep him satisfied for another day. his eyes glanced back to the other male, shaking his head a bit. he didn’t need someone to remind him how dangerous it could be in this moment. he knew. he shrugged, eyes glancing back to the water briefly. “not were. am. i still plan on it.” his eyes rolled. “i wouldn’t be upset if a good looking guy tried to save me from the water. i’m sure you’d figure it all out.” there was hardly a lifeguard on duty during storms and he had survived thus far. 

[beaurobbs]

task 001 | secrets

1. What is their deepest desire? 

his deepest desire is to be a good person. he wants to enjoy his life. he wants to be with someone that looks at him like he matters and he wants to be able to believe it. 

2. What do they truly need to be their best self, even if they do not realize it yet?

beau needs to break away from his family and became his own person to be his best self. he hates everything that comes with being a kook unless it means new clothes or items. 

3. What in their past has happened to them to make them the person they are?

when he was ten, he witnessed his father speaking to someone else about the real reason his mother had died. spoiler alert, it wasn’t from cancer as he and sawyer were told to believe. beau was sworn to secrecy and he’s been holding that in for the last decade, letting it rot at his insides. 

4. What do they believe to be true of themselves due to this past pain, even if it’s not true?

beau believes that he is not meant for anything. he will only live in his father and family’s shadow his entire life. he knows that even if he fails, his father will make sure he has everything that he will probably hate. his father will always be his crutch to save him. 

5. How do they portray themselves to others?

beau tries to come across as someone that is confident and kind of a bad ass. the confidence comes with having a lot of money and he can be a trouble maker whenever possible. 

6. What is the armor that they wear to protect themselves? 

when he becomes too comfortable in a relationship, whether it be friends or boyfriends, beau tends to protect himself with his social status. he acts like he is too good for someone because he’s a kook and his asshole facade shines brightly. 

7. What is their true self or who are they deep down? 

beau is a sweet guy deep down. he loves deeply. he cares for his friends and family. he wants the best for them. he yearns to help them and make their lives better. he is not some kook asshole that he can be on the surface. 

8. What is their immediate goal?

his current immediate goals include pissing off his father and creating havok to soil the robbins name. he knows that will involve punishment but it makes his adrenaline surge. 

9. What are their short-term goals? 

his short term goals are to graduate college and find a job that will allow him to earn his own money, not live off the robbins fortune. 

10. What are their long-term goals? 

beau wants to leave the outer banks and find a job on the mainland after he graduates college. he has plans to break free from the robbins name and live his true life. he isn’t sure how soon that will be able to happen but that is the future he sees for himself. 

11. What do they think they are most afraid of? What are they actually most afraid of?

beau is afraid to be genuinely happy. he is afraid that when happiness comes, he will be punished for it from his father. he is afraid that his father will do something to ruin his life and make him regret all of his decisions. in all reality, he is most afraid of his father because he knows the man is always up to no good and he will taint someone else’s life to make his own seem better. 

[beaurobbs]

biancarosales​:

***

She crossed her arms across her chest, practically fuming. She hated it when people disagreed with her. Bianca thrived on validation from like-minded individuals. She knew she had good opinions, and she wanted other people to confirm that. “Don’t tell me what I can and can’t care about.” It wasn’t a big deal, but she felt the need to blow it out of proportion to create unnecessary drama. She liked having drama that had nothing to do with her family to distract her from whatever was going on in her household. “You’re an asshole sometimes,” she huffed. Bianca stretched out her leg and ran her foot along the edge of her towel, her eyes focused on those movements. “I didn’t expect this much sand. I feel like I was buried in it.” 

his hand lifted to run through his hair. he wasn’t sure why this conversation was still going on, much less the topic. he didn’t understand why people like bianca and his step mom were the way they were, always needing attention. he was so sick of seeing it at home and now he was dealing with it on one of his runs. not what he was expecting today. “fine. you can care about meaningless bullshit that no one else cares about. have at it.” he shrugged, glancing up at the sky for a moment to pull himself away. “only sometimes? that’s kind of a compliment.” he could not roll his eyes hard enough with every comment about the sand when she was hanging out on the beach. “as i said, you’re being dramatic. it wasn’t that much sand.” 

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gideonhillel​:

***

A smile spread across Gideon’s face to match Beau’s. It was confirmation that he hadn’t imagined the other’s interest in him. Maybe there had been a part of him that was worried that he was imaging the interest. He constantly felt like he wasn’t enough, like there was more he could be doing. It manifested itself in all kinds of ways, one such being that Beau was only pretending to care about what Gideon had to say. But his smile suggested otherwise. Gideon didn’t want to get his hopes up, but he clung to Beau’s smile, wishing it meant something. He chuckled. “I’m sure it will be good to know for the future.” He had stopped planning for the future a long time ago, but it didn’t seem to be so bad.

He couldn’t imagine being rich. He had tried, but there was like a block in his mind when he did. It seemed so different from the life he had always live. He had been working so long, he wasn’t sure what he would do if he did have free time. He liked staying busy. He liked doing things to keep his mind occupied. That’s not to say he didn’t want money. Gideon wanted to live comfortably. “Yes,” he said with a shrug. He wanted to get to know Beau better. He was seeking some kind of confirmation that he wasn’t a typical rich kid, and he wasn’t wasting his time here. His eyes widen as Beau continued to speak. “I would love to.” He found that he actually meant the words. He didn’t want to leave him behind just yet. “Did you have anywhere particular in mind?” 

there was something about gideon’s demeanor that made beau feel lighter than he had in months. he almost forgot all the bad shit happening in his life behind closed doors as he saw that smile. he enjoyed talking and joking with the other male, even if he was a pogue. beau had a lot of regrets ending his relationship with his ex, whom was also a pogue, but honestly, dante was better off. as gideon would see as well but for now, beau was enjoying the moment. he wasn’t sure what hooked him, exactly but he was literally almost stabbed with one of gideon’s fishing poles so that could have been it. “i’m counting on it.” beau wasn’t one for making long term goals or plans, kind of flying by the seat of his pants but that could change with the right person. 

beau would never understand how life was lived on the other side of the island. his dad used to be a pogue before making it big for himself but that was long before beau was born. he was born into wealth. he was grateful for it sometimes but other times, he hated it. he despised all that it brought. unhappiness, no love. those were the most important things in his life. his eyes glanced up as gideon accepted his offer and beau’s smile widened. “yes? good, yes.” he was glad the other male wanted to hang out. beau wasn’t done looking into those eyes for today. also, he wanted to keep up the conversation. of course. his head shook though at the final question. “no, not really. i wasn’t thinking that far ahead. honestly, i thought you were going to turn me down. i’m really glad you didn’t but we could figure something out together.” 

[beaurobbs]

stephenfms​:

          disheveled  tufts  of  brown  hair  are  swept  by  the  wind  every  so  often  as  stephen  sits  with  his  arms  resting  atop  his  knees.   heels  are  nestled  lazily  into  the  sand,  the  cool  breeze  casting  a  darker  essence  across  rough  waters  as  the  male  just  watches  for  a  moment.   there’s  a  distant  rumble  of  thunder,  but  it’s  not  close  enough  to  be  concerning.   that,  however,  doesn’t  stop  him  from  eyeing  the  person  approaching  the  water  &  it  certainly  doesn’t  stop  him  from  prying.     ❛   you  know  the  current’s  fucked,  right  ?   ❜   eyes  fall  from  the  other  to  the  water,  but  his  body  doesn’t  react.   in  fact,  stephen  remains  still   –––   calm,  cool,  collected.     ❛   you  go  in,  you’re  gettin’  torn  away  from  shore  &  i  don’t  really  wanna  be  responsible  for  that.   ❜     leave  it  to  him  to  have  some  heart,  right  ?

⋯     @kildarestarts​  !

beau knew a storm was rumbling in the outer banks. he could smell it in the air from the moment he woke up and that’s what excited him the most. he hated surfing with the calm waves. he wanted a little adventure. with his board under his arm, he trekked through the sand at the nearly empty beach. his eyes glanced over when he heard a voice, shaking his head a bit at the words being spoken. “i’m very aware of that. it’s the best part.” he shrugged, glancing to the waves crashing against one another. “the uncertainty, that’s my favorite part of surfing during a storm. you never know what’s going to happen.” he wouldn’t mind, either. “that’s too bad. i wouldn’t mind being saved by you.” 

[beaurobbs]

tobiasdewolf​:

“I hate that I’m into this show, watching it was suppose to be a joke.” Tobias stated as he looked over at the person on the other side of the couch, in disbelief. “I thought we’d watch the first episode and be done, but I wanna know more, are these people actually going to get married? They’ve known each other for like three days.” A glance towards the television where ‘Love is Blind’ was paused and despite himself he had the urge to hit play. @kildarestarts​

his eyes glanced at the tv in front of himself, shaking his head a bit. “why wouldn’t you be into it? it’s an amazing show.” he scoffed a bit, letting his arms cross against his body. he was truly insulted. “that’s the part you should be excited about. it’s about the anticipation.” a laugh escaped his lips as he nodded a bit. “sure but sometimes people know. or sometimes people are just faking it for the money.” he wasn’t sure. “either way, it’s good entertainment.” 

[beaurobbs]

dantekcampbell​:

Dante scanned Beau’s face trying to find the guy he’d know in the man standing before him and he felt like he was insane being unable to see it. It was clear Beau’d been drinking- they both had- but that was hardly an excuse. He didn’t know this man’s coffee order or how soft his hands were when they caressed the back of his neck while they kissed. Those memories felt fake now and Beau’d become a stranger. 

“What did I do to you, Beau?” Dante asked. He had no right to be nasty towards him. Even now Dante’s venom was only in response to what Beau had been spitting at him to begin with. Beau’s anger towards him wasn’t deserved now and Dante felt justly upset. He hadn’t been the one to break Beau’s heart when they were at their closest. “Seriously, help me understand what I did to make you think you can talk to me like this. Enlighten me and I’ll fucking kiss your boot for letting me borrow fifty bucks,” he pressed. It was rich Beau was trying to him how to be polite right now and he wasn’t going to stand for it. 

his eyes started to wander the moment he saw dante’s on his face. he couldn’t look the other male in the eye. not after what he had done to break them up. not after what he had currently been saying now. it had nothing to do with the alcohol running through his veins or the man standing before him. it had everything to do with himself and his inability to believe he could be happy. six months was a long time for beau to give it a chance but in the end, it wasn’t possible. he knew his relationship with dante was not going to be a lasting one. even if he wanted it to be. even if he tried. he broke up with the other male before dante had a chance to see how shitty he really was. how beau was acting right now even if he didn’t mean it. 

“nothing.” beau said softly, letting his face soften. “you didn’t do anything to me. it wasn’t about you.” it was about him. his failures, his flaws, his family expectations. he wanted to scream and cry right now but that would solve nothing. they were still in the back of his mind. “i shouldn’t have said any of those comments tonight. i was trying to make the mood lighter and i just made you mad.” more mad than beau had seen him the day he told him it was over. a hand lifted to run down his face. beau didn’t let anyone see his vulnerable side too often. his sister, his best friend, even dante. but that’s when he got scared and ran. “i’m sorry, dante. have a good night.” 

[beaurobbs]

jacob-bowen​:

Every minute Beau was gone, Jacob was stressing in his car. He tried hard not to, listening to Daniel Caesar and practicing deep breathing. He didn’t know how long had passed before he heard a knocking at his window that made him jump up like a panicked cat for a moment. Thankfully, he’d been strapped in by the seat belt, otherwise who knows how high he would’ve jumped. He quickly unlocked the doors, beckoning for beau to get inside. Once the other was in, Jacob turned the car on and drove off, not stopping until they were a few miles down the road. “Oh my god, you did it! I can’t believe it, I mean… I CAN, I just.. this is great!” He was excited and his heart was beating fast. This was the most thrilling thing he’d done in… well… EVER. “It’s been… a ridiculous case. I can’t even begin to describe the level of stupid all around, including me, but FINALLY the nightmare is almost over. I could kiss you right now. Okay, let’s see it!” Once they were pulled over someplace where Jacob could give the other his full attention, he took his seat belt off, turning to look at the photo Beau had managed to get.

beau couldn’t help the little laugh that left his lips as he saw jacob almost fly through the roof of the car. he didn’t mean to scare the other but he didn’t want to stand outside after breaking into someone’s home. he took a few steps back to open the door once it was unlocked, holding onto his phone and turning his head to give the male a look. his head shook as the car started moving once more, listening to jacob speak again. “of course i did it. i told you that i could and i could do it fast. the perks of being a rebel.” a grin spread onto his face now. he was kind of proud of himself. it was probably the fastest he had done it. “no, i understand. i’m sure it’s been stressful but hopefully this helps.” his eyes remained on the road before stealing a glance at jacob again when the car stopped. he handed over the device on the picture, hoping it was everything the male needed. 

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dantekcampbell​:

Or maybe you just don’t have any money. Those were fighting words and if they weren’t in a crowded bar and Dante wasn’t already knocked down a few pegs as it is he would’ve had some very choice words with him hearing him say something like that. 

“Seriously, Beau, who the hell are you? You sound like your father’s mouthpiece,” Dante said biting his tongue before he could say anything else. He’d had months to gather his thoughts on the breakup and now wasn’t the time or place or intoxicated state to express them. Money had never played a role like he was insinuating in their relationship and whoever got that idea twisted in Beau’s brain was sick. It was true Dante couldn’t afford to buy Beau a Rolex at Christmastime. He’d never been able to wine and dine him in the figure eight but he cared for him and had been in the midst of falling for him, the real Beau, before his shitty rich boy facade bled through and stained everything. Dante would’ve loved him the same way if he only had pennies to his name and it hurt that the feelings weren’t mutual as he’d been led to believe. 

Dante didn’t like what he had to do. He knew Beau would be paying his tab, it was pocket change to him and he wasn’t going to make the life of another service industry worker hell just because they had history. It was easiest for everyone else butt him. Still this felt like a kick to the stomach needing his ex’s help. It’d been Dante’s goal that when they inevitably ran into each other he would be at his best. He wanted Beau to regret splitting things off with him. Instead Dante was just some broke Pogue unable to pick up his tab. “I’m not going to suck your dick if that’s what you’re thinking,” Dante finally settled on. He was too drunk to be having to deal with this right now and he pushed the fringe out of his face to collect himself. He wasn’t going to ask again. 

beau’s eyes blinked at the question coming from dante’s mouth. he wasn’t sure what he meant. beau was just being honest. he wasn’t sure what dante was doing in his free time anymore now that they weren’t together. maybe he just didn’t have money at the moment to pay for his drinks. how dare he say that beau sounded like his father. beau was not chad robbins. he hated the man. he never wanted to be like him but maybe he was a little like him. even if he didn’t want to be. his eyes rolled, trying to keep his composure. he was a little drunk and he didn’t want to start a brawl. “i do not sound like my father. i was just saying. maybe you thought you had money but you don’t.” unfortunately, beau made it about being a kook and pogue when he broke up with the other male so he wasn’t surprised this is what everything turned out to be. 

when dante accepted his offer, beau couldn’t help the little smirk that fell onto his face. dante knew he had the means to bail him out of this situation, that was a no brainer. the robbins had money. everyone knew that. “that wasn’t what i was thinking but now that the suggestion has been made, i think you should reconsider.” his eye brow lifted a bit. he was joking but he wasn’t sure dante would take it like that. instead, he sighed, waving off the comment. beau didn’t want anything in return at the moment. it took a moment for beau to pull his card from his wallet and hand it to the bartender. he finished off his drink as it was given back to him. “you can say you’re welcome at any time. it’s the polite thing to do.” 

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dantekcampbell​:

Fuck. Fucking fuck fuck. 

What had been an annoyance to begin with now was turning into an actual nightmare. He couldn’t think of a worse way to run into his ex than at a bar when something was up with his card. This was a lesson in humility that Dante felt was entirely undeserved and had he recognized Beau before it was too late he never would’ve approached. There was no amount of alcohol Dante could consume that would motivate him to ask Beau for even a nickel. It wasn’t Dante’s fault Beau looked like every other rich lug in this joint from behind. 

Anger burned inside of Dante as he listened to Beau speak to him. Who even was this guy? He was glad they’d broken up when they did if it meant eventually Beau would treat him like this. Beau had ripped the rose tinted glasses right off and shattered them on the asphalt. “Listening still isn’t your strong suit is it?” Dante jabbed back. “I’ve got money there’s just something up with my card,” Dante insisted. He had 600 dollars sitting in his venmo account but not a cent of that would be going towards Beau. He wasn’t even sure why he was explaining himself at all. “But unfortunately for you I’m not buying you anything. I didn’t mean to approach you, you just look like any other kook,” he said. It cut him to say that. Beau hadn’t always been just like the rest. 

“Can you just like call the cops or something on me? Or do whatever you’re going to do. I can’t pay the tab,” Dante said now directing his attention to the bartender who was increasingly getting sick of Dante’s shit for the evening. This wasn’t a place for Pogues after all. The comment went ignored and Dante knew he was trapped there until he could get it sorted. 

at the current moment, there was literally no reason for beau to be acting like a complete dick head to the man before him. dante was his ex but he didn’t hate him. he didn’t have any ill feelings towards him. hell, beau was the one that broke it off. he was scared of the way that dante was making him feel. safe. loved. like he wasn’t a total fuck up. he knew the truth about himself, though. he knew all of that wasn’t true. at least he liked to believe it wasn’t and he didn’t deserve nice things. plus, he was a little drunk so he wasn’t exactly using his brain right now. he saw a moment where he could be a pain in the ass. that was it. 

it wasn’t fair and he knew it. even under the dim light, he could see the way that dante’s mood changed before him. he deserved that. he made a few asshole comments in the last couple minutes but he was honestly curious about the entire situation. “it is when things are actually interesting.” one day, beau robbins will learn to shut his mouth but tonight was not that night. neither was any conversation that he had with his father but that was another story for a different day. “are you sure it’s the card? maybe someone used your card fraudulently and now you’re suffering the consequences. or maybe you just don’t have any money.” he shrugged, taking another sip from the glass in his hand. he really didn’t need another but fuck it. his eyes rolled at the last comment. that wasn’t a true comment just months before. “just like any other kook? that’s cute.” 

beau kept his eyes on the display happening in front of him. he felt bad for dante but not too bad. he couldn’t let him go to jail for not having money to pay a tab and beau wasn’t a complete asshole. not always. definitely not to dante when they were together. “stop being so hard headed and let me pay it. you don’t have to pay me back. or buy me a drink. you just won’t look ridiculous anymore.” 

[beaurobbs]

jacob-bowen​:

How could Beau be so calm about this?! Jacob was nervous. He’d never really broken the law before. Hell, he was hesitant to make substitutions in a restaurant, much less bend RULES and break LAWS. Still, Beau seemed confident in his abilities, and Jacob didn’t want to jinx anything by being overly worried, so he merely nodded, and ran his index and thumb across his lips like an invisible zipper, then threw away the invisible key. He gestured towards the road where his car was parked, motioned that he’d drive out just a bit further to the agreed upon spot, and then he was off. Jacob tried his best to look unassuming. He was good at his job, of that there could be no mistake, but he’d gotten careless for the first time ever, and thankfully Beau had been there to help him out of this bind. Jacob finally made it to his car and moved it as inconspicuously as he could. He slid down on the seat so he couldn’t really be seen as much, and put on some music to try and calm himself.

beau’s entire life had been chaotic for the last decade. maybe even before that but everything went to hell after his mother passed. he wanted to act out to betray his father’s trust. he wanted to feel something other than anger and hatred. he found himself in too much trouble when he should be acting a certain way. he was defiant and unafraid of what could happen to him if he was in real trouble. completing the task for the other male was easier than he thought it would be. it only took a few moments to get into the house and snap the picture that jacob had requested. his feet sped out of the house quickly, trying to remember where jacob’s car had been parked. it was starting to get darker now and the lights were off. once he found it, he knocked on the window to get his attention, shoving his phone against the glass. “open up. i got it.” he signaled to the phone as his hand reached for the door handle.