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Matt grabs Edd's cheeks gently and leans down kissing him firmly before shifting away and covering his face some, but keeping an eye on the other boy. " Please don't hurt me for that ! "

Back presses against the couch, his attention glued onto the television screen. Bordem struck him harshly, the film in front of him providing him little interest in it ( he’s seen this film thousands of times before ). Nothing was grabbing his attention, expression dull, body lax. A warm palm made home onto his chin, elbow resting upon the arm of the couch, finding any position to keep him relaxed. 

Just as the explosion lit up the small screen, a figure blocks the male’s view. A single brow arched in curiosity as his eyes slide up at the looming figure. Shoulders shift towards the left, head craned, trying to catch a glimpse at the flashing tv.

     ❝     Uh, Matt ? Is something the ——-  ❞

Words instantly fell silent, caught between his lips and the redhead. Soft hands held onto the artist’s round cheeks; tender, as if holding a precious item. Eyes widen from the impact, unable to properly process just what had occurred. Matt had always been the most affection one in the group, but it never not surprised the leader. Heart leaped into his throat, fluttering quickly against his ribcage. Cheeks infamed in vibrant rose, spreading across to the tips of his ears. Eyes fell shut, hand shifting it's away around the warm fabrics of Matt’s jacket, wanting for the kiss to linger on longer. 

It didn’t as Matt quickly pulled back from his position concern appearing on his face. An airy chuckle leaves his lungs as a smile takes its place.

      ❝      No——– Don’t — Don’t worry about it. Just, uh, worn me next time.      ❞

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TORD.

     “That sounds a li— l….. eeeh, bitchy…” Bitterness peppered his petty reply, lips soon puckered immaturely. “We did have my bacon and cheddar bag yesterday. If only we know what happened to it— Edd.” Letting that sink in, Tord balanced his own cup and chips while he filled the other icee cup in silence. It was obvious Edd would want one anyways.

“Yea—h, fine. I figured. You’re on thin… icee, though.” Oh, terrible. It was painful to say, but also it couldn’t be helped. It was right in front of him, and Edd was a sucker for these things.

A scoff interrupts the silence, chocolate hues flicker upwards. Soft locks sway each direction as he shakes his head. Tord was right, but he didn’t wish to agree with him ( this man does not need an ego boost ).

     ❝      Hey, those were delicious and you didn’t say no.      ❞

Lips pucker while fingers danced along the rubber buttons of the remote. Time moved by slowly without his crimson hooded friend, but the discussion over the phone made it move quickly. Even if it was for a brief moment. The pun on the opposite end brought a soft snicker out of the artist's chest ( walls fell --- emotions shifted ).

     ❝      I’ll be sure to keep that in mind for the next time. I’m sure it’ll melt by the time you get here, though.      ❞

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💔     HEART     ACHE     SENTENCE     PROMPTS    !  

❝ You are a victim of your own broken heart. ❞

❝ You’re breaking my heart.  ❞

❝ The heart is just a muscle, isn’t that right? ❞

❝ You’ve left a void in me that cannot be filled. ❞

❝ Time does not heal a broken heart as they say. ❞

❝ How do you cope when the love is with somebody else? ❞

❝ Well, you can’t have heartbreak without love. ❞

❝ Love is supposed to heal, to be your haven from misery. ❞

❝ My heart no longer felt as if it belonged to me. ❞

❝ There is an ocean of silence between us… and I am drowning in it. ❞

❝ Raw love, like raw heartache, could blindside you. ❞

❝ I was born the day you kissed me, died the day you left me.  ❞

❝ I’ve fallen victim to love once in my life, it was enough for me.  ❞

❝ I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you – even until it burns my hand. ❞

❝ I would have followed you to hell and back… if only you’d lead me back.  ❞

❝ I had fallen but you were not there to catch me.  ❞

❝ This pain has not passed, this pain, I’m afraid, it will never pass. ❞

❝ A broken heart can be as lethal as a bullet to the brain. ❞

❝ As if you gave your heart to autumn, for what it destroys never blossoms again. ❞

❝ A single heartbreak teaches you more than what a lifetime of schooling can. ❞

❝ You taught me how to live with you, now tell me how to live without you… ❞

❝ You hurt me and yet I cannot stay away, I am miserable either way. ❞

❝ Do you know why he did what he did to you? Because he could. ❞

❝ I have been bitter since the day you broke my heart. ❞

❝ Today is just another day of trying to get by without you. ❞

❝ An entire world of people can never replace the one that I’ve lost. ❞

❝ I cannot carry on with my future when I am stuck in my past. ❞

❝ Many things we die but this love I have for you will not. ❞

❝ I could never love another as I do you, even if I wanted to. ❞

❝ This heart break will be the death of me. ❞

❝ I still fight and I don’t know why. ❞

❝ If our love is tragedy then are you my remedy? ❞

❝ When you’re ready, come find me, my heart is open. ❞

❝ Love is both, the strongest and the weakest thing you can have in life. ❞

❝ Black misery painted on a blood red heart. ❞

❝ You make me feel like a firefly. Trapped in a belljar; starved for love. ❞

❝ Sometimes your eyes are not the only place the tears fall from. ❞

❝ My heart does not beat, it aches, for you. ❞

❝ Do you even know how you make me weak? ❞

❝ If you lose your one and only, there’s always room here for the lonely. ❞

❝ Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable. ❞

❝ Sometimes it feels like love and sometimes it feels like the death. ❞

❝ I don’t know where your heart is but mine is bruised. ❞

❝ I tried to wash the scars and marks from under my skin but you’re etched in me like stone.❞

❝ You call it love, but still you hate me? ❞

❝ You’re the pain and the medicine, one taste and I’m numb again. ❞

❝ With you next to me, there’s no darkness I can’t overcome.  ❞

❝ They don’t love you the way I love you. ❞

❝ What a wicked way to treat the one that loves you. ❞

❝ What’s worse, looking jealous or crazy? ❞

❝ There’s a fire starting in my heart, it’s bringing me out the dark. ❞

❝ The scars of your love remind me of us. ❞

❝ Tears of blood fall from my broken heart. ❞  

❝ Never mind, I’ll find someone like you. ❞

❝ When it’s all said and done, I’m still in love with you. ❞

❝ I want you to know that I’m all yours. ❞

❝ You could break my heart in two but when it heals, it beats for you. ❞

❝ The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it…  ❞

❝ Jealousy is just love and hate at the same time. ❞ 

❝ I know you still think about the times we had. ❞

❝ I’ve been so selfish because I love you so much. ❞

❝ You’re just like a pill, instead of making me better, you keep making me ill. ❞

❝ I bet you start loving me as soon as I start loving somebody else. ❞

❝ Do you ever think of me when you lie? ❞

❝ I fell for your lies, you hurt me, all the time. ❞

❝ Despite everything, I still remain loving you. ❞

❝ I’m waiting for the one day to come, when I can look at you and feel nothing. ❞

❝ Love creeps up on you, you never know how hard it’s there until they leave.  ❞

❝ I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to forgive myself for just how badly I broke you.. ❞

❝ What chance did we have against fate? ❞

❝ Be careful when fixing broken people. You may end up cutting yourself. ❞

❝ Every other lover will always be compared to you. ❞

❝ I would recognize your heartbeat from the ends of space. ❞

❝ Even in dreams, ghosts of former happiness haunt me. ❞

❝ You should see me when my heart is broken. I don’t grieve, I shatter. ❞

❝ Love, but don’t fall in love because everything that falls breaks. ❞

❝ If my love was a war, you only fought for the glory of winning. ❞

❝ How many hearts have you collected? How many chests have you left aching and empty? ❞  

❝ I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. ❞

❝ If it’s a question of my heart, you’ve got it. It don’t belong to anyone but you. ❞

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 TORD.

    He wished to go back to sleep, leave this screaming for another day and continue drooling on one of the house’s xbox controllers. However, the moment Tord’s jolted awake from hearing his name, fuzziness and a twisted stomach made all too apparent that it wasn’t going to happen.

    So heavy body lifted from the couch, letting the controller drop to the carpet with little care as he pulled his body towards Edd’s room. Groans and heavy eyes creaked through the doorway rather reluctantly, glancing around to study the situation. “Wha—t.”

   Grey eyes soon widened, gazing at the coke in Edd’s hands, a reminder for something from days ago. Nose wrinkled, life widening his lips as a finger pointed at the artist. Laughter roaring. 

                           “Took you long enough!”

Features remain unmoved, gaze fixated on the grinning mastermind. Now he understood what all the fuss was about all those days ago. Those smokey eyes shifting in his direction, a sly smile creeping its way onto his face. Edd should have known something had occurred, but the ever so tall brunet was blindsided by activities within his room or discussions between him and his friends.

Fingertips still held onto the cola can, pressure applied to the cool metal, denting it slightly. All he wanted to do was enjoy his day by drinking one of his many colas while sketching on loose leaf paper. Instead, he was rewarded by the empty container and the ever so mischievous smile. 

      ❝      Were you really waiting all this time for me to notice ?      ❞

Of course, he was, why wouldn’t he ? Eyes roll, up and around his sockets, disgruntled by it all. Seconds passed before a realization hit, one that brought his brows to arch and lips to part in a small ‘ O ‘.  

       ❝       Wait, what did you do with the cola ?! Did you just --- Did you just dump it onto the ground or something ?!         ❞

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He MIGHT'VE punctured a hole into a can of coke and drained it DAYS ago before putting it back in Edd’s stash. Sure it was long forgotten, but not for long.

Laughter constantly flooded Edd’s ears whenever he was around. Confusion lingered on his features, unsure as to why Tord always held a crooked smile on his lips. He knew, deep down, the Norwegian was up to no good, but with little evidence at hand ( and a lack of interest to search ), Edd found himself ignoring the others antics for something much more interesting.

Days past and the cans dwindled. One after another, the sugary drink was consumed by the artist, regardless of where he was stationed. It’s all he ever drank —- all he ever wanted to drink — and with that, came a supply stationed within his room; stored within a mini fridge close towards his messy desk. Mindlessly, the brunette curled his fingers and opened the door to his fridge and in one swift motion pulled a can out of the chilly walls. Fingers pinch at the tab, clicking the metal and opening his favorite beverage. He should have known something was odd with this particular can; the weight was different, the sound was off, and yet, it didn’t stop the artist from placing the cold, metal rim onto his lips.

He blinks; once, twice. Tilting the can away from his face, curious eyes scan the red can, unsure as to why there was no cola. It wasn’t until a singular dot at the bottom caught his gaze, did it completely registered as to what and who had done it.

     ❝     ————-TORD !       ❞

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“Hey, I’m at the gas station. You want a cola icee or are you still being a little bitch?”

     ❝      Ha ha, very funny Tord. We wouldn’t even be in this mess if you hadn’t eaten the last bag of potato chips.     ❞

Silence settles on the opposite end of the line. A gust of wind picks up before his own words leave his lips.

     ❝      But, yeah, I’d like a cola icee, please.      ❞  

@cigarlips

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TOM.

         Tom in a quick motion, wrapped his arms around Edd giving a tight squeeze. Words catching in this throat for a moment when he moves back looking at his face. Of course the one time he can give Edd a proper hug is while he’s sitting on the couch.             It’s impossible to hug that massive man any other time. 

     “…. Thanks for just… Always believing in me.” 

            Tom stammered over the words that were flooding from his mouth.      “You mean the absolute world to me, more than I express… And I really should express it more.”                     The blue hoodie paused and quickly gave Edd’s forehead a soft kiss.         “Just… Thank you.”

The world around them suddenly stopped ; television, playing another commercial ( toothpaste ---- shiny teeth ), nulled it’s blaring sound from the speakers. His breath caught in his chest, unable to slip through as his heart thumped rapidly. His cheeks grew hot, tinted in rose, forehead burned with the imprint of soft lips pressing against warm skin. He didn’t know what to say, what to think. His mind was flooded with Tom’s actions.

     ❝ I---- ❞

Veridian sleeves slowly snacked around his hooded housemate, returning the embrace. He was consumed by Tom’s warmth and the delicate scent of alcohol that lingered in the cotton fabrics ( no matter the day. no matter the time. vodka looms on him ). Foreheads press against one another, nose inches from touching. Lost. Edd was lost in Tom’s dark orbs. Unable to pull away ----- No desire to.

     ❝ Tom---------- You being here is more than enough. You don’t have to tell me, just, being with me is good enough. ❞

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Paul and Edd

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 HOT TOPIC CHARMER.

         “God I know what you mean.”     If the shorter male had pupils you would very clearly see them rolling in their sockets. He looked back around the store quickly scanning for customers that he had to fake an interest in.                “Thank god it’s been slow over here but the smash mouth never ends.”          Tom looked back towards end his head tilting up just to keep his eye sight on him.         “Curry would make my entire world right now, you’re like the mall version of an angel right now I swear.”               The blue hoodie moved to Edds side quickly grabbing a messed T Shirt, holding it up, side over side one fold a second fold. 

                  Close to how you would fold a joint but less enjoyable.

There’s a soft breath of air that slips through his lips ; a chuckle. delicate and airy. What for ? The overly used song of a classic memed out movie, or reflex by being called a ‘ the mall version of an angel ‘ ? ( possibly both. ) His expression shifted, warm browns glance over at his blue hoodie companion while a sly smile pulls on his lips. Here it comes.

     ❝ And here I thought you were an all star. Better get your game on, Tom. ❞

Fingers gripped the shirt he touched earlier, wrinkling the fabric and covered the design of it with his hand. He motioned over towards the shorter male, handing the outrageous cat shirt to Tom with a cheeky grin.

     ❝ Put this on the side for me. I’ll pay for it when I come back with your curry. ❞

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TOM.

        “Hi welcome to hot top- Oh…”            Black eyes blinked quickly. “They let you go early or did you do the opening shift?”                 Tom then quickly shook his head disregarding his last question.        “Actually nevermind, screw work… What’s up Edd?”

     ❝ Actually, I’m on break and cola deprived. ❞

Exhaustion began seeping into his bones --- another day, another dollar made. Repeated cycle he’s grown accustomed to ; clock in, pay customers out, arrange items, clock out. It grew tiresome the hours he needed to rise from. Even more by the obnoxious customers that sometimes walk through his doors. He just wanted to go home for the day. ( can’t. got a few more hours to go )

A single hand slipped into the pockets of his denim pants, while the other glossed over the cotton fabric of a t-shirt. He came in to greet Tom, but for a brief moment, became distracted by some of the expressive shirts that lined the brick walls.

    ❝ Was wondering if you wanted anything from the food court since I was heading there right now --- that, and I needed to get away from hearing the same Call of Duty commercial I hear every fifteen minutes. ❞

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TORD.

        An now on top of grumpy grumbling under his breath, he’s insulted.              “Tom? Bah! My room’s better without Tom in it!…                                                    Stop being a twat…—         twatface.”

Expression remains unfazed ; stone cold, unmoved by his words. Lips thin, gaze fixated on Tord. There’s no way he’s getting out of this.

     ❝ Maybe I’ll stop being one if you stop calling me that. Yeah, guess he’s moving into your room. You can get the living room. ❞ 

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I have finished my very serious drawing