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Gabriel Solano. 24. Cheeseball "we watched iconic movies on small television sets with just enough money for coffee and cigarettes we smiled we were lucky and swore we'd have no regrets..."

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gdiciaran:

Ciaran looked at him as if he’d suggested sticking his hand into a tank of ravenous piranha. “Nah, I think I’m good, mate.”

“That attitude is exactly why Lady Gaga banned you from her Grammys afterparty.”

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farondiaz:

“Yeah, I think it is.” Faron let out a shaky breath the moment Gabe’s legs landed on either side of him, hands sliding up the toned thighs. Higher and higher until they came to rest on top, fingers kneading the cheeks while their eyes met. “Pretty much, but things can get better. Always.” He husked, completely taken by the toned form. His reaction obvious given where Gabe sat. “Fuck. If I had known you looked like this, I wouldn’t have wasted time bringing you home. Should’ve dragged you out back.” He raised a brow at their closeness and figured it was up to him to close it, so he did, clearing the space until their lips pressed together. In true fashion, it was hungry, forceful and passionate. “Still thinking you were better off off of me?”

“You saying you undereastimated me, papi?” He kept his hands moving on the model’s form, over his arms, his chest, the toned muscle of his stomach. As their lips met, Gabe moved into the kiss, hands moving up the other’s neck to grip the hair at the back of his head. “I don’t know.. I’m starting to like it like this a little more.” He ground his hips a little, teasing, testing just how far he push the man beneath him before moving in to press their lips together one more.

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gdiciaran:

He rolled his eyes. “Nerd.” Ciaran picked up a couple jars and handed over several bills. “You’d better. Don’t see why I’m the only one who should feel like shite.”

“I mean, you could always try staying sober with me for a change.” Gabe shrugged, tone teasing. “It’d probably do you good.”

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kyungwonpls:

“I don’t go to that market with my mother anymore, no. But I try to come to this one whenever I can, especially if I have a bit of money lying around.” They turned to him in disbelief. “Really? Ohh, you’re going to love it, crepes are delicious! You can get savory ones or dessert ones. The dessert ones are my favorite, I get mine with strawberries and chocolate and bananas.”

“I think i’m gonna start coming more regularly.” He nodded, eyes wide. “For real but it sounds amazing. Is that what you’re gonna get, a dessert one? I’m thinking I’ll get the same.”

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farondiaz:

“You say that, but so far I’m not sure.” He played up the modesty card, for some reason it worked, at others it didn’t. Faron’s breath slowed as the lips teased his finger, the kiss enough of a reason for his hand to drop down and roam over his thigh, inching even higher. “Made my move.” He husked, tugging on Gabe’s shirt to pull him closer, brown eyes glancing at his own lap, silently giving out an order for him to take a seat.“Maybe it’s time to lose the shirt, yeah? Make you more comfortable and all.” He asked lowly, leaning back, cocky as fuck as he tucked both arms behind his head. 

Gabe’s breath left him almost shakily as Faron’s hand moved along his thigh. He watched him from under thick eyelashes. “So I guess it’s my turn.” He breathed out, moving quickly to swing a leg over the other man. He straddled him, fingers toying with the hem of his shirt. “I don’t know... I’m pretty comfortable just like this, aren’t you?” Playful, he reached out to run a hand over the exposed muscle of Faron’s chest. He leaned forward, keeping their faces mere centimeters away and began to pull the shirt up over his head. 

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gdiciaran:

“Yeah, you still have to be serious almost all the time.” Ciaran paused at a stall of homemade hazlenut spreads. “Sucks to suck, mate.”

“It’s a long way to the top if you wanna rock and roll.” He huffed out a laugh, picking up a jar and placing it in his shopping bag. “Next time I’ll get wasted with you and be just as miserable the morning after. Promise.”

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@CurtisHodgkiss: @bythesun if you watched it alone you're doing horror movies wrong. you need to have someone to hold onto

@bythesun: @CurtisHodgkiss is that an offer?

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farondiaz:

“If? You’re already half there after a single sip.” Faron laughed, a true laugh, the sort that came from deep from the belly. Instead of pushing for more, he simply let the conversation pass, or at least did after one tiny remark. “I once saw him changing in the gym bathroom once. Big voice, tiny man.” He took another sip, but to him it wasn’t any stronger than he normal. Then again he’d always had a heavy hand. “And you will.” He cleared his throat, moving a little closer as his hand fell to rub the muscle of the song writers leg. “You’re good at this.” Faron stated plainly, more often than not he felt the need to lead things, but not with Gabe. Conversation and flirtation came all to easy. “Such a pretty face too.” He moved his hand, fingers teasing the muscle until it pulled away in favor of running a single digit across Gabe’s chin. “Now you tell me what’s on your mind. Yes?”

Gabe’s mouth fell open slightly at Faron’s comment. He’d almost forgotten, over the course of the night, just how high profile a life the model lived. And although their positions on the celebrity scale couldn’t be further apart, right now it felt like they couldn’t be closer. He felt the hand on his thigh, moving into the touch. “I’m good. You’re even better.” He reached up to grad the other’s hand as it moved toward his face, head ducking down slightly, catching the finger moving across his chin with his lips. He pressed as soft, playful kiss against it. “I’m thinking about... which one of us is gonna make a move.” He smiled his cheeky grin, bringing Farons finger to his lips again to to nip at it playfully.

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gdiciaran:

“Nuh-uh,” Ciaran shook his head, jaw clenched as he warded off nausea. “You just don’t know how to party.”

“Trust me, I can party. I can party with the best of them.” He chuckled, eyes roaming the stalls. “But that’s not exactly the best image for someone in my position.”

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Text To That Guy Who Can Sort of Write

Ciaran: how is that any sort of solution

Ciaran: get your head in the game

Ciaran: it's not for kids

Ciaran: at least idt it is

Ciaran: anyway i need your help coming up with a mashup that isn't shitty pop and won't go over hodgkiss' head

Gabe: do it for the endangered animals then. idk

Gabe: OK OK, we can do this.

Gabe: So you guys are going with a cover, I assume?

Gabe: How bout this... "Killing Me Softly" but one of you raps "Juicy" by Biggie over it.

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@bythesun: i just watched sinister smh i'm NEVER having kids. that little shit's gonna deep fry my face in my sleep or something...

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farondiaz:

“Any you can name, or at least hum a bit of their music? Mainly if it was something you did. I’m really good at keeping secrets.” Faron was rightfully oblivious to the music industry, aside from the parties he got invited to and the artists he hung out with. The inner workings were never of interest. Or rather they hadn’t been until the brunette came along. Smoothing the shirt out to his side, he shrugged, posing without even meaning to. It was a habit, always giving off the best angle he could no matter the situation. “You’ll enjoy it more soon enough.” He laughed, looking at the drink and back to the grimace. “This is too strong for you, mijo? Come on. It’ll put a little more hair on your chest. Take another sip. It’ll go down smoothly. The hard stuff always does.” With a hand on his stomach and the glass between his lips, Faron took a few sips, but focused most of his attention on Gabe. It was clear he had more than a drink on his mind. “I can give you something else if that isn’t hitting the spot. Just say the word.”

“If you get me drunk enough I’ll tell you anything I want. But until then, Usher’s secrets are safe with me.” Gabe always felt nervous disclosing information about artists he’d worked with, whether he was contractually forbidden from doing so or not, but he still chose to have his fun with it now and then. “I’ve had strong, but this is something else.” He shook his drink, ice chiming almost musically before he took another sip. His eyes stayed focused on faron the whole time, moving only to trail up and down his body. “Oh, yeah? You got something that’ll go down a little smoother?” He said daringly, bringing the glass up to his lips and taking another slow sip. “I’d like to see that.”

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Text To That Guy Who Can Sort of Write

Ciaran: felony

Ciaran: apparently I acted "unprofessionally" and my pr has to "fix things" and they're making me collaborate with curtis hodgkiss for some charity event

Ciaran: I need you to kill me

Ciaran: better yet kill him

Gabe: what if I kill you both?

gabe: come on man, it's for charity. think of all the starving kids.

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@dandelionfloof: @bythesun can we go visit him??? :)))

@bythesun: @dandelionfloof of course. i go once a week and feed him carrots