For Reasons Wretched and Divine

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snap starter for @basically-http​ !! xx

blaise: i don’t think i’ve been surrounded by this many drunk girls since i came out of the closet blaise: where are you? i thought you were coming tonight!  blaise: if you show please bring tequila

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mackenzie: hey stranger!! mackenzie: i miss you a whoooollleee lot! mackenzie: i’m gonna give you the biggest hug of all time when i see you mackenzie: .... so when exactly will i see you?

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leavingusbehind

Jackson’s bottom lip started to stick out getting bigger and bigger the longer she held out on giving him a cuddle. When suddenly she opened his arm he cheered, meeting Blaise half way to grab the girl out of his arm and draw her in for a tight hug. “You know I think you had a much better afternoon than us. You got to spend lots of time with Wendy - shes pretty fun isn’t she? Not like your daddy,” he joked, scrunching his nose up as he spoke of his boyfriend. Lightly bouncing Eliza he watched Blaise clean up, finding it funny how he couldn’t stay still even when all those things would be taken care of in time. When he caught Blaise looking at them he sent the male a wink then let his attention fall back on the girl of his dreams. He asked her about Pepper Pig, wondering what happened in the latest episode. Look, it may be a kids show but it was pretty damn funny. That episode about whistling got him every time. Oh and not to mention the one with Mr Wolf.

Eliza’s yawn was pretty cute, it even dragged one out of Jackson. Everything she did was so small. He’d never really had any kids around him except for when he was a kid. Seeing Eliza grow was amazing. Tiny fingers. Little teeth. So small and so perfect. Blaise made a pretty good baby it seemed. He nosed at the child’s cheek, wondering if there would be another child in their lives one day. “Oh you’re a cheeky one!” He laughed when she demanded three books despite Blaise saying one. He’d heard that plenty of times. “Woa-woah, careful!” He cried. One minute she was in his arms the next he she was out of them. He hated the way his heart raced when she did things like that. He expected the worst to happen, and that scared him. What if she hurt herself so badly the worst happened? He thought he’d already dealt with the worst after Leo but now more than ever he had so much to lose.

Pushing his panic aside to his best ability he followed them through to the girls room. “I’m coming I’m coming. But just so you know tomorrow night I expect you to read me a bed time story.” He nodded seriously at her. “Daddy can help you but I better get a goodnight kiss from you. You give much better ones than he does.” Jackson lent against the door frame so he wasn’t in the way, letting Blaise do what was left of her night routine before he joined them by the bed. He snaked his arms around Blaine, leaning into his side. “What’s book number one?”

blaise never got nervous when eliza did fearless things like that- he loved that she was growing up to be a strong dare-devil of a little girl. plus, without fail, he would always be there to catch her, so he just found it funny. he grew up with constant cuts and bruises from the very same kind of activity, so he never had apprehension of her being just the same. blaise let out a playful gasp after hearing jackson’s request for eliza to do the reading tomorrow- “did you hear that? big night tomorrow, you better get a good night’s sleep so you’ll be ready.” he said sweetly, a bashful smile on her face as she thought about her spotlight role of bed time story reader, making blaise chuckle adoringly. he smirked at blaise’s tease toward him, especially since it made eliza giggle, looking up at jackson then back at his baby as he put her on the sink in the bathroom, brushing her teeth with her little pink toothbrush. then he took a regular sized hairbrush, and handed her a little tiny one. “know what time it is?” he asked her with a smile smile. “hair!!” she screeched, running her little brush through her hair, as he brushed through his own so she could see what to do. “good job, stink! now switch.” he said, brushing her hair out for her so it actually untangled while she pretty much just tapped his head with her little brush, the two of them laughing.  after this he carried her into her bedroom. eliza was old enough to have one of the walls taken off her crib so it was more of a three-walled bed, with a gate blocking her door so she didn’t walk out in the middle of the night. he placed her under her covers and slid her box of books over to where she laid. at this point he felt jackson sit beside him and snake his arms around his waste, resulting in a happy sigh from him as he leaned into his touch. “which book do you want to read first, baby?” he asked, knowing exactly what she would say. “green eggs and ham” she cheered, just as she did every night. “ what a surprise!” he said with a laugh, pulling the book from the box. he read it to her with all kinds of goofy voices that made her roar laughing, chanting “i do not like them, sam i am!” along with them each time he said it in the best speech she could. they finished the story and he closed the book. “okay stink, one left! which do you want jackson to read to you?” he asked warmly, arm resting on jackson’s leg, tenderly stroking above his knee while his other hand playfully rubbed eliza’s belly. 

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leavingusbehind

“Uh. who are these references you speak off?” Jackson mocked a scandalized tone. “I think I need their full names and addresses just to uh, make sure they know once you get this new job they can’t hire you back.” He nodded all serious before his smile broke the act. Blaise’s kiss certainly made him happy. “I do love when we come to an agreement.” He nodded, laughing at all the little kisses before melting into the last one. Damn, he was so whipped. Parting from Blaise he did as he was told. It was only half way home did it even dawn on him he hadn’t even said goodbye to Nick. Opps.

The one thing that made Jackson feel guilty about going out was leaving Eliza home. He knew it wasn’t easy for her to sleep with just the babysitter around, but still they had to find a couple of hours to themselves even on days with the little munchkin. They were never out for too long though, Blaise always reaching a point in the night he just needed his daughter close. Jackson felt his own pull back to her - she was a big part of his life now. Her day to day affected his, even if he was not her father she would be in his life for a very long time. Her happiness and safety affected him in a way he never expected. Sometimes he wonders if that was what parents felt like, but he always tried to stray away from considering himself one. He was more of a friend. Someone who’d make up songs to sing with her and yes, he would dress up as Elsa just to make her smile but what kind of friend wouldn’t do that? Already Eliza was getting so big. When he first met her she was this little thing who had rocked his whole world. Here he was scared about letting Blaise into his heart, adding a child to the mix made things more serious. You can’t just run away when you fall in love with not one person but their whole family. And he had. He’d fallen in love with Eliza just as much as her father. With time he’d gotten more confident interacting with her, especially when she began to move and talk more. There’s only so much you can do with a crying baby, but now she was becoming a little person, a friend.

“Careful,” Jackson chuckled as he grabbed the pizza box before it could topple over. Priorities. He placed the box down safely and worked his jacket off, dropping it onto the back of the couch. As the babysitter got herself packed up he told her to take a slice of the pizza on her way out, there was plenty to share. “Hey! Why do you get all the hugs? I’m a very huggable person you know. See I have all this extra padding so I’m nice and squishy,” he poked at his belly as if to make a point. “So, is anyone going to give me a hug? What about my favorite little princess?”

“do you wanna give jackson a hug, stink?” he asked her softly, rubbing her back. she lifted her head off his shoulder and looked at jackson, the same devilish smile that blaise had creeping on to her lips. she tried to tease him and make it seem like she wouldn’t hug him, making herself giggle before throwing her arms out and latching onto him with a tiny yelp. blaise laughed as he passed her to him, “you are such a little comedian.” he said with a shake of his head. once his arms were freed he began straightening up the room, folding blankets and turning off peppa pig. he stopped for a second to appreciate the sight of his two favorite people together-- all was right in his world. they really did love each other so much and it only made blaise love him more. not only was he okay with all the parts of blaise’s life, he fit them like a glove. he hung their jackets, put the pizza on the kitchen counter, and venmo’d the babysitter. “look at that stink, miss wendy even put you in your favorite purple pajamas! she’s the best.” he said from the other room, to which liza nodded her head, before letting out a big yawn. “ooohhh, is someone tired from all the late night partying with miss wendy and peppa?” he questioned playfully, walking back over and holding out his hands for her to come back to him. “come on, squirt, let’s brush your hair and teeth. then we’re gonna read one book and go night night.”  “three books!” she said with a cheer, diving over to blaise so he essentially had to catch her. “two books, johnny knoxville.” he said with a laugh, referring to the way she threw herself into danger with excitement. “i’ll read one, and jackson can read one. then sleep.” he said with a bit more of a soothing, serious tone. she responded with a pout and fighting eyes, which he couldn’t be anything but in love with as she was his mini-me in this way. “yeah yeah i know i know, you want to run around all night. come on, bean. say ‘come on, jackson’!” he said as he began to carry her into her bedroom. ‘come on, jacksooonnn.” she repeated with a giggle, yawning again before melting into her dad’s hold on her, her tiny hands in his hair.

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leavingusbehind

Jackson leaned back as if inspecting the other. He made a motion for Blaise to give a little spin, humming to himself in thought. “Well, there is only one position for that job, and I do suppose you certainly fit that role,” he pointed at the other. “But I need to see your resume first, you can’t get the job just because of your good looks and tight ass.” Pulling the other back to him his lips soon found the others lips for a quick kiss. It was quite amusing when the other told him to cool down, thinking that it was the last thing he wanted to do but the only option he had. “Oh why don’t we give them a preview of the late late show, you know, build up some costumer interest,” he joked. “I think we might have some returning costumers lining up already.” With a sigh he stepped away, taking in the sight of his boyfriend with a loud groan. “You know going home to a babysitter is such a buzzkill. How could I not throw you against the first counter in our apartment before we dismiss her?” Scratching at his jaw he sighed, feeling his mood shifting ever so slightly from heated to something more calm. “Okay, I say we pick up a pizza and order an Uber. Kick the babysitter out, sing little Liza to sleep if she happens to be awake, and then… you owe me a date in our bed with absolutely no clothing on. Do we have a deal?”

Blaise played right along with Jackson’s little game, raising his eyebrows cheekily before going ahead with the spin, flashing him a smile once he was facing front again. “Oh, yeah, okay great, I’ll send that right over to you along with references.” he mused, kissing him back with a small hum. He laughed as his boyfriend groaned, crossing his arms and listening to him with a smirk. “Pizza, uber, naked. Deal.” he agreed, reaching out his arms, taking jackson’s hands and pulling him back over to him, kissing his forehead, nose, then lips. “you grab our jackets, i’ll go call the uber?” time skip to back into blaise’s apartment 

blaise tried to be as quiet as he could opening the door, but when he heard peppa pig playing on the tv he realized there was no need. as they walked in, one of his hand’s holding the pizza and the other in jackson’s, a very sleepy eliza’s head shot up from the couch where the babysitter was clearly trying to get her to fall asleep. both of their pairs of eyes lit up upon seeing each other, two best friends reunited. “daddy!!!” she screeched, fumbling off the couch and scurrying over to him as fast as she could, latching on to his legs. he laughed as he struggled to put the pizza down and scoop her up in his arms, showering her with kisses, “hey  sweet pea!” he said warmly, sighing warmly as she hugged him tightly, “i swear you get stronger every time i go out. did you wait up for me and jacky to come home?” he asked kindly, smiling up at the baby sitter, “i’ll venmo you as soon as i get her down.” he assured her after she told him she behaved well. it was normal for her to wait to sleep, she couldn’t really do it without him. the babysitter then got her stuff and left, leaving the three of them alone.

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was not active at all today but i promise i’ll be getting to all the starters and drafts tomorrow . xx

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i’m the worst kind of ship partner because i’ll get really excited when we’re plotting and prematurely fall in love with our ship and send you obnoxious headcanons at 3am and tons of ask memes and tag things on my blog with their ship name and then i won’t reply for a week or more

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“leavingusbehind

“I’m your dork though, so you’re sort of stuck with me,” he reminded the other. “Good thing I love you too,” he added once they broke the kiss. He very much loved that he could say things like that to the other, that he belonged to the other. Like he had been born to play this part, to fit this position. It was silly romantic thoughts like that that had started after the first few weeks with Blaise. At first they’d scared Jackson, not wanting to get close, but now he didn’t know what life would be like without him. Every day that past he found himself wanting to just propose and make things official in the eyes of the law and whatever god that decided to come along to the ceremony. But there was still a slice of fear in him at the other saying no, and that’s why he’d yet to say anything. Instead he just waxed internal poetry about the way Blaise’s eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks when he laughed so hard his eyes were forced shut. “Wouldn’t even make it to the bed,” he informed the other. “Lucky if we got into a cab…” he added, thinking of all the places between them and the outside they could hide away in. As Blaise’s grip changed and his hips moved again he found himself groaning. “What do you think you’re doing young man?” Jackson playfully said into Blaise’s ear before adding “you’re going to drive me crazy aren’t you?”

A sly laugh escaped his lips-- his mind started to wander about all the things he’d like to do to jackson and have jackson do to him as he listened to his voice in his ear. Blaise was then somehow reminded that they were in a public place, and they had better behave themselves. It wasn’t like their friends didn’t know how they were -- anyone would tell you from the second they got together it was like they needed the others touch to survive. they were one of those “gross cute” couples, as his childhood best friend maxine used to always tell him. she was the first person he came out to and the only reason he did is because she had a strong suspicion that he was in love with jackson. and shortly after that once he finally got the courage to approach him and they finally got together, they couldn’t take their hands off of each other. “isn’t it my job to drive you crazy?” he said with that classic devilish smile he’s had since he was a little boy. he lifted up both his arms and wrapped them around jackson so he was nearly bear hugging him, “we had better calm down, wouldn’t want to put on a show for these people that they didn’t pay for.” he teased, kissing the top of jackson’s head before resting his chin there, swaying him back and forth again. “think we might be ready to head out kinda soon? i’d like to get back before the baby sitter steals all of my beer.” he said with a laugh. truth be told, as much fun as he had going out, he missed his little girl every time he was away from her for more than a couple hours. he sometimes got embarrassed to release his cool guy image, but there was nothing better to him than being wrapped up in jackson’s arms on couch while they play with eliza or she climbs up with them. especially now that she was getting so verbal, there was always a fear he’d be missing something whenever he left.

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leavingusbehind

Was today Christmas because damn Jackson was lit up like a Christmas tree. Those words made his whole body feel like it was sparkling, like he was that big star on the best tree in town. Those words made his stomach do all these cartwheels and his heart grow a hundred times bigger, which sounded painful but really it was was the best feeling in the world. “Well they don’t call me Bond, James Bond, for nothing,” he found himself joking before he could stop himself. The beers, it was the beers! Drawing Blaise back into a kiss he hoped that it made up for his goofing in the moment he should have said he loved the other too. “You… are my everything,” he whispered, nosing the other’s cheek as the kiss fell away. The musician groaned as he realized what the other meant. “You can’t just say things like that,” he muttered in the other’s ear, his hips rolling against Blaise’s as they danced. “We won’t even make it home.”

blaise burst into laughter as a response to jackon’s joke-- this was their natural back and forth, this seamless transition between being poetically romantic, to laughing like a couple of children, to being ready to fuck each others brains out, to even picking on each other every now and again. “oh my god you are such a dork-” he said, cut off by a kiss that he certainly wouldn’t say no to, smiling against the other mans lips. he smiled once they pulled away and indulged in a sweet moment, but that was quickly washed away with something else entirely when jackson’s hips rolled against his in just a way and he spoke in such a low tone right next to his ear. “not fair.” he said in tandom with a bit of a grunt, a playful smirk appearing as he locked eyes with jack. “why, whatever do you mean we wouldn’t make it home? to my beautiful apartment with my beautiful furniture? and my nice, warm bed?” he teased, a fake tone of fright appearing in his eyes and voice despite his smile. “what on earth could keep us from that?” he asked as his hand groped jackson’s ass from inside his back pocket. this time blaise rolled jackson’s hips for him with guidance of his grip, just subtly enough that no one around would notice, never giving up an opportunity to be annoying slick and touch jackson’s perfect ass all at once.

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unforgettablc

––––––––––HE COULDN’T HELP his adoration for the girl. and while he had made the strict promise of no feelings and just friends, he was pretty vocal in how he did enjoy her company. he saw no harm in it, after all, there was no reason to act like a dick. he was a decent person, after all. and he couldn’t help but adore her skin under his lips, his lips finding ways to trail across her skin just for fun. he knew that even if she decided to give in, for whatever reason, he would still be in absolute adoration for the girl in his arms. he had grown to truly adore her for reasons beyond not being able to have her. but that, he knew, was very unlikely to happen. “oh come on.” he chuckled as she hit his chest playfully, his arms tightening around her as she wrapped her arms around his neck. god, he knew he was in love with her and could feel his heart ache. “our first date, huh ???” he didn’t miss that. and a smirk had just as quickly met his lips as she had said that. he didn’t mind the quick change in subject, especially when it had moved in the direction that it did. his hands came up to rest at her sides, a devilish smirk now growing on his face. “as much as i adore your kisses, let’s talk about this date, yeah ???”

her lips came to a halt when he made it clear he wouldn’t be letting go of what she slipped out-- nerves swarming into her, she buried her face into the crook of his neck for a few moments and let out a semi-playful yet completely stressed groan. she then lifted her head and turned her body so she laid flat on top of him, hands resting at his collarbones.. “okay... you get one dinner... next friday. nothing fancy, no flowers, no pet names. you pay. we’re gonna hold hands, look into each others eyes a few times, talk about our boring lives, and you can kiss me goodnight if we have a good time. but only if i get eaten out afterward, and it better be the best damn time you’ve ever done it, no lazy shit.” she explained bluntly, looking into his eyes like a little girl bossing around her crush on the playground. the truth was that behind all this was a deep want to connect with him on a deeper level, she was just terrified. she never ever opened herself up to be hurt, but she couldn’t keep playing this game with him. she had to give him something. “those are the rules, now can i please get back to what i was doing, this is super foreign territory.” she whined, hands spreading across his collarbones to pin his shoulders as she went back to kissing his neck, starting to leave a mark on what she knew to be his favorite spot. 

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“Oh god no stop, I can’t take you anywhere nice anymore! Look what you do!” Jackson jokingly protested through his laughter. No one could make him laugh so much, as cliche as that sounded. Blaise just pulled everything out of him at a higher level than what came naturally. “MM here I thought I knew all your secrets,” he mumbled as he rest his forehead against the others. A look of amusement crossed his features at Blaise’s suggestion, pulling back to glance at his friend who didn’t look to happy. “Nah, he’s probably just bored,” he excused Nick, looking back at Blaise just in time to see his wink. “Stop that!” He laughed again, shaking his head at the others behavior. Truth was he loved how Blaise got possessive. With his hand now free he moved it up the other’s arm to rest on his neck, thumb brushing over his pulse point. “Why would I give up such luxurious hair that easy?” he purred as his hand moved from Blaise’s neck to tug at his hair just enough to make him tilt his head back just slightly. “You’re much prettier to look at too,” he said before pressing a kiss to Blaise’s lips.

His laughter only grew with Jackson’s, chuckling right along with him every time he’d cracked him up. His face softened from it’s state of play when Jacksons hand moved up his arm. He leaned into his touch, smirking and releasing a short laugh when he felt his hair being tugged, melting at everything he was being given by the man across from him. He hummed into the kiss and was so entranced by the other that he could’ve fallen right into him if he didn’t actively think about grounding himself. He returned the kiss with a gentle hunger, keeping things sweet but giving enough intensity to show how he felt in the moment. “it...” he started to say, before deciding he’d rather lead back in and go for another kiss, this time a bit deeper. “..it is dangerous how in love with you i am.”. these words spilled out of him more so than he made the conscious decision to say them, but they were true all the same. he bit his own lip with a shy vulnerability at the weight of this statement, looking down at the floor for a second as his cheeks flushed a bit. “also, i would very much like it if you resumed pulling my hair like that once we get home tonight.” he mused, looking back up with a devilish smirk, returning to his normal cheeky self.

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When they kissed his hands slid around Blaise’s body, holding him close as he chased the other’s lips for another lingering kiss. “You are entirely wrong. No one’s better looking than you.” Jackson smiled as stepped back, swinging his shoulders to the beat of the music. The one thing about dancing with Blaise is he looked good enough at it for the both of them. Whilst Jackson’s moves ranged from the robot to jump around like he knew what he was doing, Blaise’s body had a way of showing off that seemed effortless. Jackson could still remember the first time he’d seen Blaise dance, watching from across the room wishing he could find a way to dance with the other. Back then he thought he’d have no chance with Blaise, especially when he thought the male was straight. But times changed, and thanks to the other male they’d found their way to each other. Jackson’s gaze followed the male who circled him like he was pray, his hands reaching out to draw the other back in. Laughter bubbled out of him at the others silly antics, watching his ass wriggle with a growing smirk. There were a lot of people in the place but Jackson was pretty sure he was the luckiest one. “Now where do you think you’re going?j!” he flirted, grabbing one of Blaise’s hands to pull him closer. “You’re such a goof,” he muttered when they were close, his lips finding the male’s cheek as they danced.

There was an immediate heat that surged through Blaise’s core when Jackson was this close to him-- it was like butterflies in your stomach, but more intense. He took one of Jackson’s hands in his and lifted it up, sliding his other hand onto the square of his lower back, pulling him against his body as he playfully swayed them from side to side, humming along in a stupid classical voice right into jackson’s ear. “ready, babe? i’ll serenade you.” he said through his giggles. whiskey made him essentially an over-sized child, and tonight was no exception as his terrible opera impression of sound got louder and he swung his love back and forth a bit more dramatically. “hey, wanna know a secret?” he asked him after they simply existed together for a few moments -- “i think our friend nick over there has a bit of a crush on you. might wanna reconsider your choices i mean, kids got a great head of hair.” he teased, glancing back over at the other before smirking at jackson and giving him a playful wink, hand moving from his back into his back pocket.

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tranquillam

he pressed his lips together. he should let her go, he should let her go and never come back again, it’d be what kept her safe. once he washed his hands of her, his enemies would leave her be. they were only interested in things that meant something to him. he let her go, silent as he watched her leave. “scene’s over. carry on what you were doing before you lose your chance.” with that he turned and walked swiftly away, subtly walking over where she’d just fled to. it had suddenly occurred to him that this situation was perfect. perhaps she didn’t have to walk away, but instead they could just make it seem like she was leaving. “juno-wait.” he called out once he got to his room, hand reaching out to stop her from leaving. “let me explain okay? just give me a second. i know that was a really shitty thing to do, but i didn’t have much of a choice. they’re threatening you now, and i’ll be dammed if i’m a reason that they get to you.”

she heard his voice behind her and sensed him come into the room but she couldn’t bring herself to turn around. she was throwing things in her bag when she felt him grab her hand. she shoved it off and spun around to face him in a huff, tears staining her face. “you have thirty fucking seconds before i walk out this door so make it good.” she spat at him, expecting nothing more than some bullshit excuse. she listened to what he said, rolling her eyes. “you’re worried about my safety, so as a response you yell at me, embarrass me, and basically dump me in front of everyone?! that’s a really fucking bad way to problem solve, kid.” she snides, shoving him again. “did you... do you even care about me danny? i mean i thought all that shit you said was a lie but at this point who fucking knows right?” she started tearing up again but she forced it back down. “maybe this was all just a huge waste of time.”

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Nick took a swig of his glass, glaring over it at Blaise. He couldn’t exactly protest such a nice offer without it seeming off. For a moment he thought of saying they didn’t need distractions but from the smile on Jackson’s face he had a feeling that wasn’t going to work either. “Good idea. Jackson and I won’t have to leave the studio then,” he finally said, leaning against the bar as he thought of his next move, like this was some game of chess. Meanwhile Jackson was hyped about free food. “Fuck, I love you,” Jackson exhaled as Blaise suggested bringing them dinner. That would make things so much easier and truth be told he really did love the italian place but it would be out of the way if he was to get it on his own. “Yes please, and this means I get to see your face which is dinner and dessert.” Okay, how many beers was it again? He grinned to himself, more than happy about the plans. He slid his hand around and down to Blaise’s lower hip, thumb nudging under Blaise’s top to brush over the male’s skin. Leaning over, Jackson whispered in the others ear “have I told you how good you look?” before looking to Nick. “Might take this one for a spin before he’s too tired to put up with me stepping on his toes. Watch my drink yeah?” he moved his glass towards the other, taking Blaise’s to rest with it. “Come on, dance with me.” Nick internally groaned as became even more of a third wheel, nodding as he became the male version of ‘the purse guy.

Blaise was in his glory over everything that just happened-- when Jackson asked Nick to watch his drink Blaise impulsively let out an airy laugh, it was all just too good. “oh, yeah could you grab mine too? thanks mate.” he added indulgently, interlocking his fingers with jackson before he began to be pulled away.  “Bye bye, Nicky!” he mocked slightly as he was guided away to the dance floor, waving behind him. They walked out to the dance floor where a bunch of their friends and colleagues from the art community were dancing around. He smiled and waved at some of their friends as they danced their way toward the center of the room. then, he  twirled Jackson by the hand and spun him so they were facing each other, surprising him with a deep, romantic kiss as soon as their eyes met. “That’s for telling me I look good even though you and i both know you’re the most gorgeous person in the room.” he said with a giggle as he pulled away, forehead connected to his before he pecked his nose and took a few steps back, beginning to get into his dancing. Blaise was actually a really good dancer-- he didn’t take dance as a kid or anything but he was always just naturally smooth, partially because he wasn’t afraid of making a fool of himself so he never looked awkward. He danced in a circle around himself, turning his head sharply back at Jackson once his back was turned with a stupid flirty smile and winking playfully as he shook his butt. He couldn’t keep it up for more than two seconds  before he burst out into laughter - “that was also for telling me i look good.” he teased playfully, swaying back and forth as he made a tunny face at his love, the alcohol clearly starting to set in a bit more. 

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leavingusbehind

To Jackson everything was just peachy, but that could be because he was a few beers in and in a particularly good mood. For Nick it was another story; the musician eyed Blaise up and down as if sizing him up, working out if he was worth the time or not. “That’s our little secret,” Nick replied to the teasing, a little smirk at the corner of his lips. Which went completely unnoticed by Jackson who chuckled at the joking. “We were trying to decide when best to lay the new tracks for the show. Usually we do it during the day but I have this other meeting so we’re thinking maybe like do a night studio session. Grab some dinner and set in for a few hours whilst we try to get that one piece right that keeps bothering me. You know the one I told you about?” Jackson was a perfectionist when it came to his job. His work could make or break a TV show. You know the moment the music chimes just as it’s meant to pull your heart strings? Or gets low and strung out when it’s setting you up for something scary? That was Jackson’s job. He wrote from scratch musical scores to TV shows and movies, and that made his schedule just as busy as any actors was. His paycheck was pretty good too. “Think you can let me out for one night?” he teased, raising an eyebrow at his boyfriend. Nick chimed in with “one night wont hurt anyone.” Except it would be a night alone with just the two of them, and it was clear to almost everyone (translation: everyone but Jackson) that Nick preferred it that way.

This put Blaise in a very difficult position-- he would never want Jackson to think he didn’t trust him, but he didn’t trust this other guy. The way he taunted knowing Jack was too kind to pick up on it infuriated Blaise-- how fucking dare this guy take advantage of Jackson’s heart being too big to see Nick has poor intentions. He knew Jackson would never cheat, it was just that he thought Nick was a fucking prick for trying. But, Jackson had been struggling to figure out this particular piece, and he would never want to keep him from that. Blaise always thought Jackson had a gift musically. Sometimes, if he were getting writers block with his drawings or creating new stories, he’d listen to one of Jackson’s scores and it all made sense. Sounds cheesy, but he always seemed to have whatever piece of Blaise’s art that was missing. He looked at Nick, not letting him think for a second he’d pulled one over on him, and looked back at his boyfriend, his face warming as soon he was focused on him. Despite his jealousy, he refused to try and control someone whose free spirit was such a beautiful part of their being. “i think i’ll survive one night.” he said playfully, giving him a warm peck on the lips, “hey! i’ve got a great idea! i’m gonna be in the studio until dinner time-ish anyway, why don’t i stop at that italian place you love after work, pick up dinner for the both of you, and drop it off while you guys are working?” he suggested brightly, looking back at nick with a face that was just a bit too kind. “my treat! it’s the least i can do-- any friend of jackson’s is a friend of mine.”

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fuckmeupindie

It was all very sudden, being pulled down and rolled all around. But he found it very amusing, how she wanted to be near him like this. “That makes two of us.” He commented, shaking his head. He’d never had many ambitions, all he did was go to work some shitty job and get in trouble. Taking Cassidy’s hand, he shrugged. “Busy and mad as usual. All she did was bitch about the wall downtown. He repainted it. Now it doesn’t look like shit. Honestly, she should be thanking me.”

cassidy felt bad when she heard the way his mom continued to treat him. she’d been like this since cassidy and lance met, and from what cass knew, long before then as well. she knew lance had issues finding his passion in life, but she believed in him-- she knew he’d find something eventually. “well, at least you saw her. and now you don’t have to go back for awhile if you don’t want.” she said soothingly, cuddling up to him.

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fuckmeupindie

Letting himself be pulled to her, he smiled softly. “I know.” He nodded, lifting his hand and running it through Cass’ hair. “And I love you too. So fucking much.” He whispered, cupping her cheek with one hand. “I know that I’m flakey…But I’m trying.” He told her again. “I want us to work. I don’t want us to ever stop, because if we did I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

cassidy smiled as she listened to him, her head nodding in agreement. “i don’t know what i’d do without you either.” she said lightly, reconnecting their lips again. she was so happy to finally be spending the time with him she wanted to spend all night. with this, she playfully pulled him onto the bed and rolled on top of him, “i don’t know what i’m gonna do with you though, either.” she said with a giggle, reconnecting their lips once more before laying beside him. “so, how’s your mom?”