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#[ holding on to what i haven't got; sitting in an empty room; trying to forget the past; this was never meant to last: visage ]

TASK 005:::….. Digging Deeper

QUOTE: "Nobody makes a fool out of Chester McBadbat! ...Except for the school system, the government, and every girl I've ever met!"

#citask #citask5 #[ the hardest part of ending is starting again; all i wanna do is trade this life for something new: task ]#am i just using the quote i have in his prof description? i am #[ i know what it takes to move on; i know how it feels to lie; all i wanna do is trade this life for something new: headcanons ]#[ fists flying up in the air; like we're holding onto something; that's invisible there: aesthetics ]

[ fawn ] :

At his words her stomach knotted up, fluttering into a jumbled mess. The soft smile on her face only growing to a large grin. Fawn always melted into a giddy mess when he was being sweet with her, always. “You were just yourself, Chester. You know how rare that is to find these days? And you , being you was just kinda.. my match.” She mumbled softy as her cheeks softened with a pink. Looking down to tuck her hair behind her ear. Leaning into the kiss on her cheeks she wrapped her arms around him, cuddling in. “I’ll tell you whatever you need to hear, whenever you need to hear it okay? But seriously. Don’t over think it - that’ll lead to our doom if you get lost in that head of yours. Just.. day by day, Chester.”·

He let out a small breath of air, never believing that is all that it took, just him being himself. If only she actually knew how many people didn’t like Chester for the fact he always acted like himself. That didn’t stop the doopy smile that came on his face at Fawn saying that he was her match, like the sound of that.·“Well, honey, know that I’m always gonna be myself whenever around you.” He reassured, as there may be things he couldn’t be so open about yet, but taming Chester McBadBat was not one of them. He hold tighten in a reassuring and comforting well, another sigh escaping him contently. “Noted, I’ll try. For real this time ‘cause there’s no way I want that to happen. Unless you finally get fed up with me or by some holey spirit, you open your eyes and see that maybe you have another match out there.”·

#[ but you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm; and though the words sound steady; something empty's within ‘em: interactions ]#[ c: fawn g ]

[ fawn ] :

Fawn smiled softly. Wiggling just a little so she was closer to him. “You wanna know a secret? Well, not really a secret, but you’ll get it.” She corrected herself with a small laugh. “You can take as much time as you need to be open, Chester. I”m not going anywhere, anytime soon. You have all the time in the world to open up to me. I get it, really I do - and I get you don’t let many people as close to you as I do.” Letting her smile grow she leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Just .. breath for me? We’re in no hurry. Be my goofy, carefree, Chester.”·

Try as he may, or maybe not much so, Chester laughed.·“Seriously, what did I do to have someone like you in my life?” He asked, finally releasing his hold on her hand only to slip them around her after Fawn had moved in close.·“You can tell me ten thousand times how much I deserve you, yet I’m still gonna ask because I know I don’t. Not when you’re this patient with me.” Still, he smiled at the kiss against his cheek and Chester himself even returned one with a kiss aaginst her forehead.·“But thanks....I think I really needed to hear that.”·

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[ fawn ] :

Fawn could only roll her eyes hearing him. A playful laugh falling from her lips for a small second. At least they could joke around with each other, that was always a nice sign. Hearing him she tilted her head softly. “What do you mean?” Fawn didn’t think she was going too fast, if anything she felt like she was lacking. “I mean.. I get that just, why do you feel that way?”

Chester shrugged while he kept his gaze directly at her. “I can’t help but think that every time we take a step forward together, I do something to make myself take a step back.” He explained, or tried to. “I mean, you’re so open with me, Fawn! And, and I really like that because I want to know things about you! But,... it’s not easy for me to do the same.”

#[ but you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm; and though the words sound steady; something empty's within ‘em: interactions ]#[ c: fawn g ]#using gifs again cuz why not!

[ fawn ] :

Fawn bit into her bottom lip to keep from laughing softly. Truly, she adored everything about this man. Pulling a hand from his she lifted it to hold his cheek and give him a little smile. “Chester, I’m never upset with you. I”m upset .. just because you’re upset. It’s because I care about you that deeply, and that much that you being upset just gets my gears going. It’s never at you, or us… ever. “ She nodded softly. “That.. yeah, it was the first fear that slipped in my head, honestly.” She admitted softly to him. Tilting her head she frowned her brows slightly thinking. “Are we… going to slow… or to fast?”·

“Well I’m upset with myself and if you’re upset because I’m upset, that means you’re upset with me.” He said as a half-hearted joke. Like he was trying to get her to say that she was upset with him. It wouldn’t be the first time someone said so. Yet despite that, Chester felt that warm weird feeling in his chest he always gets in just being with Fawn, admittedly in relief by her words.·“Well, don’t.” He said, only to shrug right after. “I think we’re both in different paces. Not exactly too fast, but...I might be going slower than you.”·

#[ but you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm; and though the words sound steady; something empty's within ‘em: interactions ]#[ c: fawn g ]

[ fawn ] :

Fawn felt the weight falling off her shoulders at his words, and just the way his hand tightened around hers. With a soft breath she nodded a little bit, taking in what he was saying. “Okay.. I just, hate not being able to help. I care about you so much when you’re upset like this it just makes me upset. It’s my job to keep you happy and feeling safe in us - all those good things, you know? And to know you feel something is missing.. I just can’t find the urge that I need to find that and fix it.”

The corner of his mouth tugged a smidge when she nodded, but it didn’t go any farther than that. It was hard for him to want and smile when his own actions were the reason why Fawn was worrying over him. Again. God, this was what Chester was talking about at the beginning. “All I seem to be doing lately is making you upset, and you really can’t tell me now that isn’t true.” He sighed. “Look, there’s nothing missing in our relationship, and I want to be with you if you’re worried that’s what it is. Besides, we promised ourselves that we’ll go on our own pace with this.....” Trailing off as he thought over what he had just said, Chester blinked. “...Maybe that’s it.”

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[ fawn ] :

Fawn let the silence sink in. Let her dream world have a rain cloud that Chester felt something was missing between the two of them. Which truly took everything in her to not get lost in her head. “Oh…” She said softly. Fawn nodded softly to herself as the thought was almost numbing. At least he was kissing her.. that had to be something in the right direction - or at least she was crossing her fingers that was the case here. “Yeah.. of course. I mean I can’t force you to say anything. I-I can wait.” She stated softly as her hand held his a little tighter. Fawn wanted to pull away, but the fear of losing him had her clinging tightly. “Is.. is this too much? Dating? Am I doing it wrong? Should I tell you more often how important you are to me? I just want to help so fucking bad, Chester.”

“No!” Chester replied without even thinking, his own grip tightening in fear of Fawn pulling away if he said anything else. How was it that he was the one being self-derecating and even admitting that this was all because of him, that there were things he was having issue about his own self, yet she still felt like any of this was because of her? With his forehead still leaning against her’s, he shook his head just as he realized he needed to clarified what he meant. “You aren’t doing anything wrong, so please….stop blaming yourself because this isn’t on you. Really.” And to make his point, Chester pressed a gentle kiss against her nose before he loosen his grip, yet still kept their hands connected. “…It’s not on you at all.”

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[ fawn ] :

“Something feels missing?” She mumbled softly. Fawn knew it was only going to make things worse to question him so deeply but the words felt heavy. In the silence she kept her head down and just sighed softly. Thought the sigh melted to a small hum as he finally leaned in closer to her. “You’re more then enough for me , Chester.. stop.” Fawn didn’t say anything in return. Instead she let her hand leave his to reach up and pull his shirt in - her lips finding his. Softly at first , but it grew to show just how much she adored him. “Please .. “ she mumbled softly against his lips. “I’m here for you to talk to about anything.”

He didn’t warrant her question with an answer, his silence itself being enough to tell there that there was. But if he ever to admit what that was, it would only make her feel worst and Chester already been doing enough of that today. His thumb continued to brush against her knuckles as he let out a small hum to confirmed that he was hearing her. Chester didn’t know what else he could say as he couldn’t promise her that he would stop. If he even could. Fortunately, he didn’t need to come up with something as Fawn pulled him in and his lips connected with hers, the only thought within his mind was kissing her back. When the kiss deepened, he felt what she was trying to say. “...I know.” He mumbled back as he reconnected their lips for a quick kiss. “But not today. I’ll try and stop and if I have them again, I’ll let you know, but I can’t do so today....,if that fine?”

#[ but you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm; and though the words sound steady; something empty's within ‘em: interactions ]#[ c: fawn g ]

vanessassity

vanessa found herself in an all too familiar and miserable place. sad and now also lonely. but the thought of reaching out to anyone right now made her stomach twist. she’d been far too honest and far too vulnerable for her own liking and could feel herself shutting down. so with her cellphone turned off she left the apartment. the clubs were too loud and crowded and the last thing she felt like doing was dancing. so she found herself seated in a small bar, hardly anyone else there except some guys playing pool and few other people scattered around the tables. soft music played in the room and vanessa down her most recent shot, she’d lost count of how many she was in, but it didn’t matter, she still ordered another. she was in the midst of debating if she should try hustling some pool, or possibly pick a fight with someone to get her anger out when the stool next to her moved, scrapping the floor. “first drink is on me.” she told the person with a smile she assumed was friendly enough, her lips were numb at this point. “this guy” she said pointing to the bartender as he put another shot in front of her. “mixes a mean drink.”

chesmcbadbat

It was another late night shift at a bar for Chester, but it wasn’t his usual shift at the Snuggly Duckling. This time around, he found himself working in a lesser known and much smaller pub, one where the amount of customers coming in were sparse in comparison to the more known places within the island. And it was a nice change of pace for him, or at least it would’ve been, but just like anyone who worked within the bar scene could tell you, there was always that one customer who walks inside and stays there, drinking drink after drink and will not leave until they’re either forced out or until they finally feel like they’ve had their fill. Tonights special person happens to be a brunette whose been sitting by the bar for a good while now, drinking one drink and then demanding him for another. And at first, Chester didn’t mind one bit in serving her, figuring that she’ll leave after having three shots or so, but now she was on her fifth and she was offering the person who sat next to her that she’ll pay for them while claiming the ‘first drink’ was on her. Meaning she had no plans on leaving no time soon. “You really are planning on drinking more than this, huh?” He commented, completely ignoring the way she pointed directly at him as he was planting said fifth shot in front of her. “This is already the fifth shot you’ve ordered, how many more are you looking to drink?”

#[ but you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm; and though the words sound steady; something empty's within ‘em: interactions ]#[ c: vanessa d ]#hope it's ok that i made him the bartender instead of the one who sat next to her #sheghehes

[ fawn ] :

“Well, clearly there has to be something I’m missing if you’re so hung up on this.” She stated softly. Fawn wanted to move closer, but he had pulled away. So instead she just kept her eyes on their hands. “Well, then you just need to accept how you see me, is how I see you. I .. hate seeing you tear yourself apart like this, Chester. I just want us to be happy.”

“That’s because whatever missing has nothing to do with you.” Was Chester’s comeback, all his negative feelings being because of him and not Fawn. She just got tangled into them because for some reason she wanted to be with him. Closing his eyes, the blonde let out a deep sigh before leaning over and resting his forehead against hers. “What else can I say besides I’m a work in progress who had years of knowing I’m not good enough?” He opened his eyes and stared at her. “I don’t like dumping my issues onto you or making you feel this this either.”

#[ but you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm; and though the words sound steady; something empty's within ‘em: interactions ]#[ c: fawn g ]

[ fawn ] :

Fawn felt the cold rush of hair move between him as she pulled away from her. Thankfully her hand bumped into his as she reached out to hold on to him. It felt like her only little life line of keeping him here with her. “And if I wanted anyone else, I would be with them. I want to be with you..” She said softly looking down at their hands. “What am I doing wrong that you just can’t see that, Chester? D-Do I need to be doing something more?”

As much as he wanted to smile in hearing that she wanted to be with him, he still ended up feeling a painful tug in his chest when Fawn then blamed herself for this. “There’s nothing wrong with what you’re doing.” Chester denied while gripping her hand in a reassuring way. “Hell, I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again, you’re perfect Fawn. And there’s nothing more you need to do.”

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[ fawn ] :

Fawn felt a small knot in her stomach, but she knew pulling away wouldn’t do either of them any good. So she kept close to him, maybe that would help? Show him she wasn’t really going anywhere.. “But what? Talk to me, what’s going on, Chester?” Her voice nothing more then a small whisper.

But why him? No matter how many times she reassures him on how much she likes him and wants to be with him, Chester couldn’t get it through his thick skull as to why. Instead of answering, he pulled away and shifted until he was facing Fawn instead of sitting besides her. It was then when he reached over and took her hands and held them in his. “...You know you can find any guy whose so much better than me, right?” He said, while slowly rubbing his thumb against her knuckles.

#[ but you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm; and though the words sound steady; something empty's within ‘em: interactions ]#[ c: fawn g ]

do you ever worry that fawn is too good for you?

“Every fucking day, and what she see’s in a guy like me, who the hell knows. But what I do know is that Fawn is too good for me yet she’s with me anyways when she could be with someone better.” @fawn-goodwinn

#[ holding on to what i haven't got; yeah; yeah; what was left when that fire was gone?: asks ]#[ c: fawn g ]#you're asking chester something he's constantly worrying about #[ Answered ]

[ fawn ] :

Fawn frowned softly at this words. Mostly out of worry then anything else. Pulling back she nudged him enough to at least try and find his eyes. “Why would you want to sabotage this? If you just worry on things like that you’ll do more harm then you ever could just letting this play out the way it’s suppose to. I like to think it’s playing out rather nicely.”

Though he didn’t want to, at the nudge, Chester forced his eyes back open and glanced back at her. Then at the sight of Fawn’s frown, he sighed once again. “I don’t know.” He repeated, wishing that he had a good answer. “I’m not doing any of this because I want to sabotage this, because I don’t. But...”

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[ fawn ] :

Fawn beamed feeling his words against her neck. Snuggling into him even more as her arms tightened , making sure he was as close to her as possible. “Good… stay that way. Don’t let everything else bug you please.” Nodding she kept he snuggled up closely. “I promise I’ll let you know but I doubt you could ever hurt me. Why are you dwelling on that so much?”

“...All I’m gonna say is that I’ll try.” Chester stated, knowing he can’t fully make a promise to her that he wouldn’t let those thoughts get to him. He’ll be completely lying to Fawn if he did and that’s why he didn’t say he promise. With a heavy sigh, he closed his eyes and shrugged. “I don’t know.” He admitted. “Maybe I’m trying to find a reason to sabotage myself or something.”

#[ but you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm; and though the words sound steady; something empty's within ‘em: interactions ]#[ c: fawn g ]

laser-lance

#backup friends tho #i sometimes feel so bad for sanjay and elmer but #THE MAIN TRIO WINS!!!#[ holding on to what i haven't got; sitting in an empty room; trying to forget the past; this was never meant to last: visage ]#[ ft. the guys ]#[ ft. timmy ]#[ ft. aj ]

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