╰ ◦ ❀ . 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅: 𝒓𝒐𝒙𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒖𝒔 / @cassiusfm
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╰ ◦ ❀ . 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅: 𝒓𝒐𝒙𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒖𝒔 / @cassiusfm
ROXANNE & CASSIUS:
𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆 . jumping out of the car, grabbing her phone with her and finally seeing him at the door frame. roxanne felt her heart finally finding some peace, was she overreacting?. ( and in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat, I tried to find the sound ) ; she had jeans and a shirt on so him telling her he already had a pajama for her was too good from his part. ❛you didn’t have to❜ she says hanging up showing up a shy smile. ❛sorry to bother❜ roxie says again tip toing to kiss him on the cheek. she’s still a bit shaken up. there were a lot of things that were not adding up lately on her dreams and she was so tired of feeling sad that making herself look like the victim was the last thing she wanted. roxie lets herself in with a sigh, sitting on the couch, her mind was overthinking she could feel her head overheating. roxanne just hops cass doesn’t have anyone over because that would be embarassing and painful at the same time.
cassius always felt safer knowing that she was here with him, that if anything happened he would be here to comfort her, to make sure she was okay. it was weird how much he found himself caring about roxanne, an easy thing to do, but hard to explain. he had always been the one night stand type, don’t look back or ask any questions, but when she was around he wanted to know everything about her, and when she was gone he hoped she was thinking of him too. “i didn’t have to, but i wanted to.” he shrugs as if it was no big deal. “you’re never a bother, it’s basically your place to at this point.” he teases and leans into the kiss, a bad idea on his part. he joins her on the couch, “do you want to go change first? the pajamas i got are on the bed. then when you come back we could watch a movie? it could be whatever you want, i’ll even brave a romcom for you. just know i’ll be right there in whatever you decide to do.” he reassured her, awaiting a response.
ROXANNE & CASSIUS:
𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 but the nightmares hadn’t stop. roxanne had gone to sleep at approximately at ten o’clock, she was so tired that she had taken a bath and she did not hesitate to wrap herself up to sleep. she had gotten up more than four times, covered in sweat and a little disoriented. after taking a bath again and giving it a little thought, she had made the decision to leave her apartment to go find the only person she had in mind, cassius. she didn’t know how bad a decision she had made but roxie had driven to his house and was now parked outside with her head resting against the steering wheel. hearing his voice had brought her some peace. ❛hey…❜ her voice sounded a little off. ❛1 From 1 to 10, how horrible does it sound to open the door for me? ❜ the redhead says a little embarassed.
cassius had hopen by now the nightmares may have stopped. as much as he loved roxie coming over, and getting to hold her in his arms, he knew that meant her well being, something more paramount to him than anything was at stake. “a scale from one to ten? hm, is there an option for me to say zero?” he asked opening the door, eyes searching for in the dark, a feat that proved to be useless since it was much too dark to see most things outside. “whenever you’re ready the door is open, and i have some pajamas i bought for you in case you came over in regular clothes.” he had never been the type to buy people sentimental gifts, due to his more guarded nature, but it was in this moment where he waiting for a girl he’d known for years to walk into his house that he’d realize he would do anything for her.
╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ closed starter for @echomthibault !
perhaps echo wasn’t the best person to come to about his girl trouble, actually he might be the worst person to come to about his girl trouble. but he was more a big brother than a best friend. “okay so let’s say you have three things that you really like, but they’re all completely different things. like you have a a spicy italian sub, a bowl of oatmeal, and shrimp alfredo.” a food analogy was the best way he could think of not using names to describe the girls he liked was attracted to? had feelings for? “like a bowl of oatmeal is reliable it’s always been there, but sometimes it gets boring. so to spice things up you buy an italian sub, but you know you can’t keep buying italian subs, because you’re a spicy kind of guy. and then there’s shrimp alfredo, it’s new, you don’t think you like it because you’ve never be the seafood type, but one taste and you’re hooked.” he acts as if he just made perfect sense, and catches a breath after finally finishing his long winded analogy. “which would you choose?”
╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ closed starter for @rafaelfm !
cassius navigated the familiar hallways of their new york penthouse, usually both of them would be asleep by now, but these days it seemed neither of them was getting much rest, perhaps for different reasons, but they went restless nonetheless. “you hungry?” he asks approaching the male sitting on the couch. “i could go for some really good chinese take out and some really bad television, what about you?” he questions, tempted to flop over the couch and annoy raf face to face but deciding against it last minute. “look all i’m saying is i know this really good spot i used to go with my buddies during college,” he avoids saying the word margo in their house like the plague, whatever tensions existed between them two, cassius preferred it stayed the way, “they’re open till like four in the morning, i could order some.”
╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ closed starter for @wydmariana !
it had been a strange couple of weeks, and the only thing that cassius wanted at this point was to see his best friend. or, the only of his best friends it didn’t seem like he was entangled in some kinda of drama with. “mari! i missed you!” he exclaims seeing the raven-haired woman from far away. he had a tendency to slip into a persona around other people, especially when said people were attractive, but with mariana she gave him the opportunity to be his most authentic self. he could let loose, and even though she would judge him for it, it was refreshing to do so nonetheless. “i wish you were here like all the time, i think you’re the closest thing i have to a platonic soulmate. which know that i think about it, isn’t saying much seeing how much you enjoy harassing me.” he says letting out a soft chuckle.
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they weren’t good for each other. if cassius had half a brain he would know that, and maybe he did. maybe part of him had become addicted to wanted something unattainable, there was something in the way that they looked at each other, held each other in their arms. their kind of love could best be described as not being able to see the explosion because you are the one holding the bomb, and the bomb was also you. a fiery passion that ended with their demise. case in point, a few nights ago she made him jealous, and brushed it off, now it was his turn to do the same. inviting her out to her favorite club, buying her favorite drink, and being lead out to the dance floor by the first girl who tried ‘convincing’ him alanna was worth leaving. the music is loud, lights are flashing rampantly, and the smell of alcohol is stronger than it was at the bar. after an eternity of waiting she comes over, and part of him is appeased. “what no you’re jealous?” he questions with a triumphant look. “it was supposed to be fun and you ruined it.”
╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ closed starter for @tfroxanne !
he was half asleep when his phone began to ring and, startled awake by the sound, cassius began searching through his blankets with a grunt of confusion. he didn’t know who could be calling him. his phone was still ringing when he found it. he read the name blinking across the screen and frowned. “...roxie?” he answered the call with the soft murmur, scrubbing his tired eyes and stifling a yawn. “hey. what’s up?” he can tell that something is off for more reasons than just the unusual circumstances under which she was calling him. “...is everything okay?” he just knows that it isn’t somehow. cassius sat up and slid his shoes on, feeling far more awake and alert than he did mere moments earlier.
ROXANNE & CASS:
a chuckle comes out between her teeth. he was right, she was the most stubborn out of the two of them, but he couldn’t deny they were both almost competing for the first place. a brow raises moving part of her long hair off her shoulder. ❛oh so you only hang around because I’m cute?, disappointing❜ she pouts. she didn’t mind him hanging out with her at all, he was one of her favorite people to be around with and that said a lot. roxie didn’t want to create an illusion because she knew there was somebody else in cassius mind and it certainly wasn’t her.
the girl turns around looking for a pair of glasses but she’s not tall enough to reach them. ❛can you give me a hand?❜ roxanne asks, looking at cass with a warm smile.
up to this point they had yet to clash on something important, which was miraculous in itself, seeing as both of them had a rather stubborn streak. but with roxie, there was almost nothing to argue about, not a single noticeable flaw to scrutinize. at least not in his eyes. “you’re telling me that there’s a better reason?” the constant teasing aimed towards her was a sure fire way to spot that maybe there was something more, but he had someone else in mind. and roxie’s feelings were worth more than the potential he had of messing things up. “i mean you’re a little funny, sometimes, but that’s about all the redeeming qualities i could come up with,” he teases.
his immediate response to the struggle is slight laughter, “let me help you, milady.” he jokes in a horrible attempt at an english accent, “here we are, my damsel in distress.”
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What’s one animal you wish you could have as a pet but can’t?
“a sea lion, no i will not explain further.”
When was the last time you had the best day ever?
“like a month ago at practice when margo was finally free to make it, felt like the old days back at columbia, just good friends, good pizza, and great music.” @ofmargos + @olivcrfm + @claudiafm
most embarrassing moment?
“any memory i have from middle school, if you’re not embarrassed of your middle school self, i don’t trust you.”