spinning into gold | w. noah
ajaxsdx:
Just as any typical Sunday evening, AJ was holed up in the Arts Building having already comfortably claimed one of the smaller studio rooms to himself earlier in the day. Seated before the pottery wheel, AJ’s hands were covered completely in clay as he shuffled closer to continue molding the mound of clay before him. As the wheel continued to spin, he began to shape the mound into the beginnings of what appeared to be a vase. The headphones in his ears were blasting music and AJ’s head was bobbing off and on to the beat as he hummed under his breath in total relaxation.
His siblings liked to joke that he was a bit of a loner, but it was moments like this that AJ was able to let his guard down. There was nothing quite like getting your hands dirty to watch as something formed before you while doing it. Lifting his hands gently, he ran them up the sides of the forming vase before carefully beginning to form the lip of the vase. Pulling back, he found his stomach grumbling at him angrily in hunger. Lifting his eyes up to the nearest clock, he was surprised to find it already late evening. Pushing himself away from the wheel, AJ made his way over to the sink where he carefully tried to wash away all of the clay that had built up on his arms and hands. Once he was satisfied with removing majority of the clay, he dried his hands off and tossed the towel back on the counter.
Collapsing at the wheel once more, he grabbed his phone out of his back pocket and sent off a quick text to his roommate and best friend, Noah.
[Fitzy ◇] Hey did you eat? [Fitzy ◇] If not, want to grab a bite with me? My treat!
the surrounding air is nothing short of warm, kisses his cheeks and sings sweet melodies of solace past his ears; inviting all to come revel in its loving embrace. palms dig into soil as he reclines back, feet wading in impossibly clear water, however despite the paradise easing his shoulders, a vital component was missing. lips pout and twist in thought, carefully trying to unravel what factor he’d been subconsciously desiring. it isn’t until he peers upward, eyes met with another’s, their legs immersed and leisurely wandering about the lake, does he realize; such an oasis wasn’t to be experienced alone. so do his lips curve and grin thusly, feet splashing about waters to soak the other–
he awakens upon hearing a bell chime, his cellphone buzzing just beneath his pillow; the peace nothing but another dream.
the male sits up and rubs bleary eyes, conscious thoughts hazy amid the drowsiness still weighing his muscles. feet shuffle to kick covers away, gaze wandering about the dorm - in search for his roommate. brows raise whilst a hand reaches for his cellphone, gaze squinting upon the lit screen and–
speak of the devil. his signature smile arises, inevitable and obviously pleased.
[ send » AJ ] not yet [ send » AJ ] i was napping :// [ send » AJ ] but if you’re offering, i can’t refuse, right? :~) [ send » AJ ] i’ll come to you?
arms stretch, yawn escapes, sweatshirt is tugged over his head; hands check pockets thrice for wallet and keys before departing their room, stomach whining for substance. briskly legs pace across campus and carefully enter the arts building once arrived, hoping to leave the home of creation uninterrupted; quietly padding down its corridors, glancing in its various rooms. the blonde bites his lip, certain he’d pass the other already – and there goes an atrocious growl from his stomach. features wince, ready to give up and just request the other meet him outside– the idea only to be halted by a single glimpse of a familiar male outside a rooms door. his smile appears yet again.
[ send » AJ ] i see you [ send » AJ ] the back of your head looks nice













