it's you.

there's an art to life's distractions; to somehow escape the burning weight, the art of scraping through. some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, i guess any thrill will do. would things be easier if there was a right way? honey, there is no right way. dashiell hudson, 20.

[rcdroses]

It wasn’t unexpected when he heard the door knock. Saif assumed it was either Baylee trying to console or it was Dash, wanting to suck up to him. He didn’t mind, maybe preferred the latter. Dash was a good kisser but he was also annoyed at the fact that the first thing he had to see after a late shift was Dash and Baylee sucking face. It was irritating to say the least and it came over him like a wave as he took another swig of his beer. “Why?” Was the first thing that came from Saif’s lips after a long pause. It was a genuine question that may also have been very spiteful, his eyes glancing over at the boy who stood at his door. He hooked his ankles over each other, rolling his eyes expertly. “I mean, you and Baylee could’ve easily continued your make out. S’fine by me, no need for consolation. M’just gonna sit in my room and listen to music” He murmured sarcastically as he turned the dial up on his record player. Maybe he was taking things too far, but Saif was a naturally irritated man. Even more so post work shift. He didn’t usually take his anger on something as minor as Dash and Baylee making out but he needed some way to relieve the tension from his back and the two of them sucking face did not help in any way. Even so, a pang of guilt hit him right in his chest as he sighed. Saif placed his beer on his side table before he beckoned Dash over with a finger. “C’mere,” He sighed, resting a hand on the space beside him on the bed. “fucking hell” Saif muttered to himself rather than to Dash. “And you better wash your mouth or take a mint if you think we’re gonna be making out after you had your tongue in Baylee’s throat” He added with a grumble as he took his beer off of the night stand and began to thumb through his emails. 

[dashgdi]

Swallowing slowly, Dash's gaze shifted towards the floor as he heard the question, not having expected it. Why? Because he wanted to. Because he enjoyed Saif's company, exceptionally more than his own girlfriend's. Because he easily could have taken Baylee to his room but he wanted to be in there when Saif came him, he just hadn't anticipated the fact that he and Baylee tended to make out constantly, talking wasn't exactly 'their thing'. Lifting his gaze as he mentioned the girl again, a short laugh left him as he gave a quick shake of his head. "We could have, but I'm not missing out on much. Sitting out there while you're in here feels like I'd be missing out on a lot though," he spoke honestly, a shy smile on his lips. Leave it to Saif, one of the only people in the world who actually obtained the power to intimidate Dash. Also the only one who had the power to completely control him too. Something Dash didn't quite know how he felt about. All he knew was when it came to Saif no just wasn't a part of his vocabulary. Thankfully, as he hoped, Dash could sense a slight mood shift, and suddenly he was being invited in. A wide grin quickly took over his features, his teeth instinctively tracing over the medal ring in his lip as he made his way into the room and happily took the empty space beside the other male. Laying on his stomach, he rested his chin in his palm, arm propping his face up as he stared at the other male, admiring his God like beauty. "I'll take as many mints as you deem appropriate," he spoke confidently, free hand moving to drape over his stomach and rest on his side, finger tips toying with the hem of Saif's shirt. "What's the point of laying in bed together if we aren't making out, anyway?" Dash asked with a small laugh, eyeing the phone in his hand before he was shimmying up the bed enough to let his lips brush along Saif's exposed neck, only to begin pressing slow kisses along his skin. "Got those mints?" He asked between kisses, just before letting his teeth lightly sink into the older males skin, gently dragging them along it.

[rcdroses]

Saif had come home from a long day of work, expecting to wind down in his apartment, maybe have a beer and watch t.v in the company of Dash except he couldn’t because his roommate had his girlfriend over. It wasn’t that he wasn’t happy to see them back together, really it wasn’t. It was simply because he wanted to wind down at his place devoid of seeing the guy he was fucking and his best friend sucking at each others face, especially after an overnight shift at the tattoo parlour having to hear a bunch of drunk losers whine about their life and request hard jobs. He tried his hardest not to groan aloud, instead, shrugging off his coat and throwing it over the back of the couch they had been occupying. Saif toed off his Doc Martens, relishing in the freedom of no shoes before  ambled over to the fridge, peeling open the door to retrieve a beer. He flipped the cap open, letting it fall to the floor. Saif raised his beer bottle to the general direction of where the two were “To long fucking shifts and coming home and relaxing” He scoffed, taking a long swig of his beer before he ventured towards his room. “Let me know when you guys are done so I can watch my t.v” He rolled his eyes. Saif was almost never the bitter guy, never. In fact, he was level headed, cool, calm and collected. Maybe he had been disappointed in the fact he wouldn’t be getting off knowing Dash and Baylee were outside, or maybe he was pissed that he couldn’t watch the Great British Bake Off that he had craving to finish off when a customer had asked him to tattoo a cupcake onto his hip. Either way, Saif was annoyed and he made sure his roommate and his girlfriend knew that when he closed his bedroom door shut loudly behind him. 

[dashgdi]

Upon finding himself incredibly bored, Dash had decided to invite Baylee over. The two had just patched things up again and were attempting to make things work for the umpteenth time, although Dash knew it would only end again. The two weren't meant to be, anyone with eyes could see it. But he enjoyed her company, especially when he didn't have Saif there. And today was one of those days. It was too many bong rips and at least two joints later by the time Saif got home, and Dash probably wouldn't have noticed if it weren't for the jacket sleeve hitting him in the face while he attempted to make out with the girl above him. So maybe it wasn't the classiest thing to do, especially when you were pretty frequently fucking your roommate in private. But Dash had never been all that classy, and he wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, too many years of recreational drug use was most likely the cause of that. However, it was the male's voice that had Dash's ears perking, one eye peaking open as he let Baylee continue to kiss him, although by now his mind was elsewhere. There was a small tug at his stomach, unsure whether it was guilt or something to do with the fact that Saif was already disappearing again. Slowly, he pulled back from Baylee, a low chuckle leaving him as his hand moved to gently stroke along her hair. "He seems upset, maybe we should call it a night. You can sleep over next time, I promise." And with a simple kiss and a quick shimmy from beneath her and standing beside the couch, he was reaching to take her hand and guided her to the door where he placed a quick goodnight kiss to her lips and shut the door before a puzzled Baylee. 

Okay so he wasn't exactly the nicest of guys in the relationship aspect. Or maybe he was just a really terrible boyfriend. Either way, Dash found himself much more concerned with the older male locked away in his room. Shuffling over to the closed too, one hand found the handle as the other knocked twice before he was pushing the previously slammed door open ajar. "Can I uh, can I come in? It's just me. Baylee left." Allowing a smile to take over his features, his blue eyes locked in on Saif. "Please?" Dash added, front teeth sinking into his lower lip as he awaited permission.