fake happy

don't ask me how i've been, don't make me play pretend

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∗ ∘ imessage ⇢ micahhhh ✨

marley: looooolololol poor kevin can't win

marley: but nick is unbearably hot? i mean that one photoshoot?

marley: where he recreated that marky mark underwear look?

marley: have. mercy. 🤤🤤🤤

micah: he didn't get much screentime i didn't have enough kevin content to connect with

micah: !

micah: deadass, i went "finally some good fucking food" whe i saw it.

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imessage ✉️ nic

nic: you're just jealous because mine is *slightly* bigger than yours

nic: shhh, you're not supposed to tell people that, how the hell am i gonna keep my reputation of the badass cop with no soul?

nic: oh joy among joys, just what i had been hoping for. friday through sunday. the universe gave me a jackpot this time. must have known id be dealing with your punk ass

micah: ? no i'm not. how could i be jealous. i don't feel feelings remember. :|

micah: don't worry, your secret is safe with me officer... aha.

micah: annoying you is my hobby. it gives me a sense of purpose. do you know that you really get a nasty vein on your temple when you're annoyed? it's hilarious.

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imessage ✉️ alex

alex: ew i would never

alex: i am yes. just got in.

alex: i'll wait.

micah: the tears will naturally start spilling the moment you see me but okay

micah: hmm. i might go on....... rounds soon

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imessage ✉️ nic

nic: excuse me--i'm sorry for doing my job and keeping your ass safe. i'll let my captain know i'm gonna need to take a step back for you, loser.

nic: but obviously yes, i was wondering why there was a large part of my nonexistent heart missing.

micah: ahh, yes. your """""heart""""""

micah: gotta add quotations marks on that to indicate irony because you're a heartless robot

micah: when's your day off? i might fuck around and bother you.

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imessage ✉️ nic

micah: we haven't hung out since st. patrick's day and we need to fucking change that u asshole. 😕

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imessage ✉️ alex

alex: i would've preferred to hear those words but this is fine for now : )

alex: when are u free?

micah: don't cry on me now

micah: i'm free in about... two hours.

micah: are you in your room?

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imessage ✉️ alex

alex: touche

alex: hhhhhohmygod

alex: its just now dawning on me how little ive been physically satisfied in the last week

alex: why don'tcha come see for urself?

micah: jesus christ, alex.

micah: i'm on the clock

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imessage ✉️ alex

alex: -_- ur a punk sometimes

alex: it felt weird not standing around tbh

alex: no worries, i'm back :D

alex: bet u missed checking my ass out

micah: wdym. i'm a punk 24/7. it's my brand.

micah: welcome back.

micah: i also missed touching it 😏

micah: did you miss me?

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marlsbuck‌:

“I do, yeah.” Micah certainly wasn’t wrong and Marley wasn’t the least bit offended by his assessment of her sunny disposition. In fact, his blunt statement made a grin spread across her lips. “That’s the goal. Though, I think maybe too approachable today? I should probably work on that, huh?”

“gonna have to agree with that,” micah said, a small smile playing at his lips. it was easy to talk to marley, even though they were polar opposites. “don’t get me wrong, it doesn’t hurt to be friendly, but... yeah. i guess weirdos can’t control themselves around you.” he popped the remainder of his sandwich in his mouth with a shrug. 

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imessage ✉️ alex

alex: damn.

alex: at least tell me ya missed me a lil. plz. 🥺

micah: ya missed me a lil

micah: lol

micah: i did miss you, though.

micah: felt weird not seeing you around

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imessage ✉️ alex

alex: ur fav nighttime doorman is back

alex: just had some family stuff to handle but ykno. it's all good.

alex: gimme the hot goss. what's new, what's old, how ya doin'.

micah: i'm not hip so i don't follow gossip. sorry

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∗ ∘ imessage ⇢ micahhhh ✨

marley: oooohh. i feel like kevin was SO underrated. he deserved better.

marley: but joe was definitely my favorite back in the day...

marley: who was yours?!

micah: oh definitely. ppl often ignore kevin but i liked him a lot bc he was very lowkey

micah: that being said......

micah: nick was my favorite lmfao

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∗ ∘ imessage ⇢ open

marley: oooohhhh this is an sos

marley: and a throwback to an absolute banger

marley: but this really is an sos i cannot study anymore hELP

micah: let me distract you

micah: who was your favorite jonas brother

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alexanderbae‌:

alex let his eyes skim over micah.  he wasn’t in work clothes, and something about seeing him off the clock was all the more enticing.  

“hi.”  he responded, subconsciously brushing at his newly green locks.  “well, I figured I might as well rise to the occasion or whatever.  have a little fun with it.  i’m not sure how long I’ll stick with it, but thank you. “ he bit his lip.  “you look great, too.”

maybe it was the alcohol that made alex feel a little braver, considering how embarrassing he was when they ran into eachother outside the malnati.  he could listen to micah talk all day.  curse how loud it was at that very moment.

because it was so loud, he felt the need to shuffle closer. his body was already vibrating from the few drinks he had in his system, and being within micah’s personal space only added to that.  “a drink? sure.”  he reached out, grazing his fingers against micah’s arm. he’d tell himself later it was only to steady himself–but it wasn’t.  

his eyes locked on micah’s, alex couldn’t help feeling the liquid courage sink in. “wait.”  he breathed, cheeks flushing. “um–I…”

it all happened so fast, and for a second alex was worried micah thought he might throw up on his shoes.  thankfully, that wasn’t the case. dizzy and eager with anticipation, he surged forward, kissing micah with the intensity that had burned inside him since the very first night they laid eyes on eachother.

micah glanced down at his outfit that he haphazardly put together. “not really,” he said, but he was smiling anyway. 

alex was drunk. far drunker than him. that, he could easily tell. he glanced at the empty glass of green beer that lay abandoned in the booth, which was now occupied by a group of friends that didn’t seem to care. they, too, seemed drunk. everybody else seemed drunker than him. he needed to catch up.  

turning to face the bar, micah curled an arm around alex, the other’s not-so-subtle touch leaving a tingling sensation on his skin. it wasn’t exactly the smartest decision to offer him another glass of alcohol, and he was about to propose getting him a mocktail instead when alex spoke up.

micah turned, raising an eyebrow, and for a split second, he considered raising an arm up and gently pushing him away; he’d had countless experiences of people throwing up on him, and once the deed has been done, micah can’t really look at them the same way. he certainly did not want that to happen to alex, but a small part of him figured that he’d let alex off with a half-hearted warning. “what—”

then alex was kissing him, lips soft and nice and he could taste a hint of beer as he licked into his mouth. micah’s hands slid down to alex’s slim waist, gripping them possessively and if they weren’t in public (damn it), he’d be groping his ass.

“well,” he murmured once he pulled away,  trying not to think of the fact that this was their first kiss, “what was that for?”

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marlsbuck‌:

Loose curls fell from Marley’s bun as she nodded. “Yep. Pretty sure that was the exact face I made, too.” She gestured back to Micah, letting out a soft snort-laugh hybrid. “I’m more of an awkwardly laugh and quickly escape kinda gal. So, I just got off three stops early and switched cars. I may seriously consider taking your approach next time, though.” Marley would absolutely not do that, but it sounded good in the moment.

“i figured,” micah answered impassively, “you laugh a lot.” it was an obvious, in-your-face kind of thing to point out, but marley’s perkiness and overall bubbly disposition was... well, cool. (there was no other way to put it.) “it’s not a bad thing,” he quickly followed up, just in case marley took it the wrong way. “you’re, uh, approachable.”

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✧   imessage  ––  m i c a h  !   ✧

nour: :(

micah: fine. what is it?

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text message ➝milex

ALEX: yes they call me mischievous bc i throw lavish parties for my roomie's bday. i'm not loaded but nour's worth it.

ALEX: absolutely :)

MICAH: that's sweet of you.

MICAH: nour's lucky to have a friend like you.

MICAH: are you free saturday evening?