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@cull-y-n
Don't fight, they said.
I-I want to, yeah. I think, I think it would be good for us. I mean, space is nice, but if I wanna get away I can go to Connors or Evas or even Tanzets room if I have to.. I would think you’d be settling for less, cause you’re amazing and I’m just me..
So thats a yes?
Oh, shut up -- You know that's not true. You're literally royalty. And even if you weren't, you'd still be the greatest person in my opinion.
Yes, that's officially a yes. You know what this means now…? Tuesday movie nights never have to end. Ever.
Don't fight, they said.
Please don’t take her from me.
… Alright, fine. But can I at least have her on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays?
Don't fight, they said.
You could not, and it definitely is not a challenge because you’ve got a precious pixie prince doe-eyed over your every whim. Yeah, I get what you’re saying, and thank you for leaving out a detailed mental picture. It’s hard with a new relationship, especially when it’s mostly new to you. God, anytime you get emotions involved it’s hard honestly. That’s why I was really glad Dommy and I could stay friends after we—Oh shit. I was not going to talk about that ever to anyone.
Hypothetically speaking, if there weren't a precious pixie prince in the equation, then would I have already won you over? I must know, for reasons… To be honest, I've never even really had a 'real' relationship before. Nothing with this much emotion and feeling, and-- What?
You… with Dominic? Seriously? Out of all the people in the world. I mean, he's fine and all but… since when were you the hooking up type? I feel like I don't even know you anymore.
Don't fight, they said.
Don’t take Connor away from me.
Get your own Connor. I saw her first.
Don't fight, they said.
You just have to wash your hair for it to look normal again. The wet straightens it out. And really? Please, Cullyn, we all know I’m out of your league.
Fine, we can keep storytime, only because I’m curious. Without meaning to pry or get too many details, how come?
Fine, whatever -- Braid away until your heart's content… Oh, dream on. If I really wanted, I could easily win you over. And the more I think about it, the more it seems like you're challenging me here.
Without getting too many details? James doesn't seem very, uh… into that. He's inexperienced, which is fine, but-- Yeah. You know...
Don't fight, they said.
Maybe I-I could move in with you? I-I mean, we basically spend all the time together in one of our rooms, and yeah. We wouldn’t have to worry about a roommate.. Only if you want to, its just an idea
You mean, you want to live with me…? You should have said something sooner, I just-- didn't know you'd want to. Thought you might want to have space, not always be stuck with me…
You know I can't possibly say no to that idea.
Don't fight, they said.
That requires me being pretty
Shut up -- You're most definitely pretty. Your hair is like sunshine and your face is basically perfection… Should I go on?
Don't fight, they said.
Oh shut up, you love me and you know it
Only because I had to fill the position of 'pretty blonde friend' in my life.
Don't fight, they said.
But braids would be so much fun. Please? I’ll let you do my nails if I can braid it. After all, I’d love to see those hands in action.
My love life has been fairly nonexistent lately, and I already told James I want to know absolutely nothing about your sex life. Maybe storytime wouldn’t be a good thing to add.
Alright, fine. But don't let me fall asleep in them, or else I'll wake up and take them out just to wind up looking a bit Jewish. And Connor, if I didn't know you better, I would seriously believe you were coming onto me.
Aw, come on -- Storytime's the best. Besides, you don't have much to worry about. My sex life's been uh, pretty minimal lately…
"But they’re gonna hurt.." James argued weakly, tears welling up in his eyes as he realized exactly what was going on. He looked up at Cullyn with a terrified look on his face, his grip tightening on the boys shirt. "B-But what if I’m not? What if there was some secret poison the knife was dipped into that doesn’t work for like a week and then all of a sudden I’m dead?" He whispered, hiding his face in Cullyns shoulder. He had no interest in getting the stitches at that moment, as what he really needed was just the comfort of his boyfriend. "I wanna stay with you, don’t wanna go back home." James then let out a pained noise, trying to cling to Cullyn even more. He didn’t want to let go, and he let out another whine as the angel pulled away. "D-Do stitches hurt?" He’d never had to get them before, as at home he was always so careful.
Cullyn took note of the nurse's slight, hidden laugh in response to the way James frantically jumped to the conclusion of dying within a week. With both a sigh and a gaze that showed his sympathy, Cullyn shook his head, fingers still carding through James' hair as the younger boy pressed his face to Cullyn's shoulder. "You won't die. The nurse would be able to tell if there was poison involved," He reassured, shooting a glare at the said nurse until she spoke up to confirm it. Pulling away from James all but physically pained Cullyn. He hated to see the pixie so upset, and thanks to recent events, it seemed as though that was all Cullyn ever saw him as. Just watching the nurse administer a basic, everyday anesthetic to the area near James' cut had Cullyn himself wincing, but he quickly hid the expression. "It won't hurt very much," He sincerely hoped he wasn't lying, "Just look away -- It'll help". As the nurse began to set about her work on stitching up the gash, Cullyn ignored all previous insistence that he give the nurse room to work. Instead, he wrapped an arm around the smaller boy's shoulders and pulled him close, letting him hide his face away in his own shoulder should James so choose. "If you could have any pet in the world, what would it be?" Cullyn asked, intending to distract James from the stitches currently being pulled through his skin, "Do you like, uh… gerbils?"
Don't fight, they said.
And that was how I wanted to sound
Typical women...
Don't fight, they said.
It does sound fun, although I would fear for your safety if you were sleeping out in the hall. At least crash with James or something. As for the sleepover… You’re not painting my nails, but I’ll do your hair.
Just no cornrows or braids, please... I haven't done it before, but I seriously have a feeling that I could be an amazing nail painter. I'm decent with my hands, sometimes.
Does this also mean that I'm going to get to hear all your stories about your crushes and how your love life's working out?