comme des enfants

Huguette | 20 | Paris

[hugo-brancowitz]

Treasure || Bo & Hugo

[bo-madrigal-blog]

A small smile could be seen on the young girl’s lips when he laughed, tucking a loose red curl behind her ear as she looked up at him. She felt so much happier than she had the week before, slowly sinking back into her usual self even if the memories of before ate her up like a disease she couldn’t rid herself of. “Well you always knew what I liked, which i’m grateful for of course.” Bo replied as she moved her hand up to ruffle his playful brown curls, another gentle giggle escaping her lips as she dropped her hand back to her lap. He’d always had that effect on her though, one she couldn’t quite shake because he was one of the only people to put a real smile on her face and show genuine interest in her wellbeing.

The smaller red haired girl licked her lips happily, her eyes moving from his down to the strawberry ice cream before them. She took the spoon he’d given her and dove right in, putting the spoon with a satisfied hum as she met Hugo’s eyes once again. “One tub of ice cream won’t kill me.” She said jokingly before thinking of her own words, her brows furrowing as she bit her lip and looked down. She knew to be more careful around her own self with words like that, still hitting home. With a sigh, she shook her head, putting on a smile for the boy as she looked back up at him. “Sorry..still fresh.” Bo said with a shrug, taking another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth.

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Hugo watched as Bo was all smiles and bubbly-ness in front of him. He could see the injuries, not only the physical ones but also the ones thad had been made to her soul and he could feel his heart breaking a little bit because of it. But at the same time, the French boy could see how strong Bo really was and he knew that she would be okay again. Maybe it would take some time, but he knew, he just knew. A new set of giggles left his lips as the redheaded girl played with his curls, there was something about seeing Bo happy that made him happy as well. She was like the little sister Hugo never knew he wanted to have. Not until he met Bo.

The French boy took the other spoon he brought along and took some ice cream for himself, it was actually really good and he mentally congratulated himself for such good choices of ice cream. Her words, however, made him suddenly stiffen, sitting straight in the bed as he looked over at Bo. His gaze had turned serious again as the anger of when he first found out she was in the hospital came back to him. He had promised to beat the shit out of this person and he was gonna keep that promise. No one could hurt people Hugo cared about and get away with it that easily. And now more than ever. He felt as if he needed to make sure that this person would never hurt Bo again. The French boy looked over at the petite girl with serious eyes, "Princess, I'm gonna ask you a question and I need you to be honest with me, yeah?" he said, his voice a bit cold as he placed his spoon back in the tub. "Who did this to you, Bo?" 

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R U Mine? // Cam & Hugo

[cameron-barton-blog]

It was that crooked smile that drew him in from the start—that little side grin that made his dimples stand out amongst the flawless olive ton of his face and sharp jawline. Hugo flashed it in his direction as their eyes met, and his stomach flopped ever so slightly. A pink tint painted over his pale cheeks and he chuckled quietly, resting his chin in his palm and naturally gravitating closer to the French boy, eyes never wavering from those emeralds he cherished. “Never, I don’t like school. How’s college treating you?” As much as his fingers were itching to reach out and tangle with the brunette’s just to be close, he heard their order being called out from behind the counter. And suddenly his nerves came crashing down upon him once again. “Be right back, okay?” The boy scrambled to his feet, awkwardly hurrying up to the register to purchase the drinks.

While he was standing up at the counter, Cameron fished a sharpie from his pocket, heart pounding against his rib cage. His feminine handwriting adorned the white foam cup that held the chai tea, the word, ‘Valentine?’ written across it. The trembling boy shoved his permanent marker back into his front pocket, taking both drinks in his hands before strolling back over to where his date was waiting expectantly. When he sat down and placed the drinks on the table top, he made sure that the word he had scrawled onto Hugo’s cup was facing him so that he would see it instantly. And while the French boy read his cup, Cameron pulled a blank CD case with a mixtape from out of his hoodie pocket, holding it up for the elder to see. It was titled, ‘R U Mine?’, referencing one of Hugo’s favorite bands, and signed with a little ‘♥ Cam’. He tried not to make it completely obvious that he was shaking while he searched the boy’s face, anxiously hoping for the answer he craved to hear.

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Hugo smiled as he looked at the boy sitting right across from him, all blue eyes and crimson cheeks. "College's good, mon pere would be proud," he replied, a tight lipped smile on his lips. Nope. His dad wouldn't be proud. No matter what Hugo did, he had a good feeling that making his Thomas Brancowitz proud of him was impossible. Hugo would never be more than a useless drug addict to his dad, no matter how successful he could actually become. All these thoughts were clouding his mind that he barely noticed their names being called. Hugo only nodded at Cam as he watched the blond boy stand to his feet and walk away from the table. He didn't wanna ruin the date by thinking of his dad, which usually ended up in Hugo thinking of everything that was wrong with his life. Instead, he shook his head and waited for the blue eyed boy to comeback with their drinks.

Hugo's gaze followed Cameron through the small coffee shop until the other boy was sitting right across from him once again, placing his cup right in front of him. As he went down to take it, Hugo noticed a little writing on it with black sharpie. He grabbed the cup to take a closer look and his heart almost beat out of his chest as he read the word Valentine? written in Cam's handwriting. He looked up only to find Cameron holding out a CD case and reading the cover made Hugo practically melt right there and then. Was this seriously happening to him? To the fucked up druggie boy from Paris? Hugo's eyes were wide in surprise and he only wanted to throw himself across the table and kiss the shit out of Cameron but he was frozen. He just couldn't move. Finally, a small smile managed to form in Hugo's lips and he instantly nodded, his hand reaching out to intertwine his fingers with Cameron's. "Oui, oui, je suis a toi," he mumbled, taking the CD with him. "Yes, a thousand times yes," he repeated louder, as he leaned over the table to plant a small kiss on Cameron's lips.

[hugo-brancowitz]

[text]: baaaaabe [text]: babe I'm in class and I'm bored [text]: fix it

[text]: i think i know exactly how to do that ;)

[hugo-brancowitz]

[text]: right it must suck being an academics major :( sorry babe, I'd offer to help but I don't know the first thing about business or marketing. But I miss you too. When you finish your project we should hang out? I don't want to distract you from your school work lol

[text]: I love being an academics major, just now right now cause it's keeping me away from you :( how are you baby? Did you have a nice day?

[cameron-barton-blog]

R U Mine? // Cam & Hugo

[cameron-barton-blog]

Pink hues painted on his pale cheeks when the elder planted a kiss on his skin. It was a simple action, but it still managed to add to the butterflies thrashing about in his stomach. An awkward chuckle fell from the blonde’s lips as they curled up into a small grin, eyes twinkling softly when they met the other’s emeralds. “And I said I’d buy for you, so what do you want?” He inclined his head towards the menu hanging up on the wall behind him. The boy started to bounce his knee again without realizing it; it was a nervous habit of his, along with messing around with his lilac locks, which is exactly what he was doing.

He couldn’t lie, he was pretty terrified of asking the brunette to be his date to the Valentine’s Dance. When they first used the word ‘date’ in conversation, Hugo seemed to get really uncomfortable—although he did seem pretty happy about it after they agreed that it was a date. Either way, what if he didn’t like the way he was asked? I mean, Cameron was being kind of cheesy about it. It wasn’t his fault, sometimes he just felt really mushy and it usually came out awkwardly. This might have been one of the times. Now he really needed to know what the French boy wanted to drink so he could initiate his plan already, before he had even more time to over-think everything.

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Hugo sat across from Cam, a silly smile plastered on his face. "I don't know, do they chai tea here?" he wondered as his gaze went to the menu hanging up on the wall, reading it carefully. Thankfully for Hugo, the tea of his choice was available and he quickly ordered a cup to his nearest waiter. He couldn't understand why he wasn't getting so nervous all of a sudden. Yes, this was a date. But Cam wasn't a complete stranger. He was actually a really close friend and he knew that there was nothing better than ending up dating your best friend. However, the French boy was way too scared of fucking it up, just like he had done in the past. Hugo looked over at Cam and couldn't help but smile. It was just the effect that the blue eyed boy had on him. "Had a good day at school, bab- em, Cam?" 

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[darling-dione-blog]

You should, it’s absolutely beautiful. Though i’d recommend goin for Mardi Gras, it’s amazing. A lot of business majors, wow. What exactly in business did you wanna do? Sports for me, never really been the kind of girl to just sit around really, love the energy.

[hugo-brancowitz]

Mardi Gras? When does that happen? I'll book my flight as soon as I can. Business is quite popular, I think. I wanna work for the music industry, but I'm not sure anymore. Marketing seems fun as well. Sports? Really? What kind? 

[cameron-barton-blog]

The Weekend // Cam & Hugo

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Hugo kissed Cam back, their little moans getting lost in between their mouths as he kept on thrusting, moving faster and faster each time. Hugo's head was getting dizzier and dizzier and all he could think about was the blue eyed boy right in front of him, in the way he felt around him, tight and inviting. The French boy moaned Cam's name along with a bunch of filthy things in his mother tongue, just as his thrusts were getting sloppier, his high now far away now. Hugo moaned at the sensation of having Cam nip at one of his tattoos, everything becoming too much now as he reached down for Cameron's dick, gripping him with his hand, moving up and down slowly.

[hugo-brancowitz]

[Private]

[rubybenson-deactivated20150209]

-Ruby started feeling this pain in her chest, the one she knew tears were starting to form inside her. This was suppose to be about her telling him she didn’t give a shit, that she wished him the best with his new lover but as soon all those words left his mouth Ruby’s chest started palpitating as she tried to swallow her agony but failed, and before he could see her tears Ruby pressed both of her hands on her face not allowing tears to fall, yet you could hear her little gasps. She wiped her eyes quickly and her teary eyes went to him- It doesn’t matter Hugo———- There’s a reason why things did work with him the first time you two slept together, and not with me… It had been a long time since I actually felt something, you know… It was my mistake okay?  -She never allowed one tear to drop down, internally she hated herself for showing this side of her to Hugo. She sniffed and looked away- You don’t have to give me any explanations, what is done is done. I’m fine. It was fun while it lasted right?

[hugo-brancowitz]

-Hugo couldn't do anything but to stare at the girl sitting right across from him. He couldn't believe the words that were leaving her mouth. In a way, he felt like a douchebag, but most of the time, he genuinely didn't think that someone like Ruby could harbor any kind of feelings towards someone like him. And for a second, it made him wonder if things would had been different if he had known this things before. The French boy was speechless and couldn't find something to say, so he just looked down at the floor, his hands grabbing onto his curls a bit too tightly.- It was not your mistake -he started, once again struggling to find the right words to say- I just didn't think... you remind me a lot of myself, you know? -he said, finally looking up at her- you're so independent, I just never thought you could actually feel something towards me. I'm sorry.

[darling-dione-blog]

I never grew up around one so..nope don’t know. Yeah i’m American, born and raised in Louisiana. Well that sounds great then, thanks my new curly haired friend. So Hugo, what’s your major?

[hugo-brancowitz]

Louisiana? Never been there, I've always wanted to, though. You welcome, my new blue eyed friend. My major... oh well, I'm doing business I guess. What about you? What brought you all the way over to California?

[hugo-brancowitz]

[text]: i'm getting ready for bed, i hope you had a good day mon amour. x

[text]: hey baby, today was a crazy day, my marketing project is gonna kill me :( but i miss you. i hope you had a great day. see you tomorrow, yeah? goodnight, baby.

[hugo-brancowitz]

[Private]

[rubybenson-deactivated20150209]

-First of all Ruby had no idea he was into guys, and it didn’t matter but a part of her knew that that even hurt more, because Cameron was someone she couldn’t even compete with. All her life she had pushed her wall up when it came to relationships, she was a bitch because she avoided getting hurt. That hadn’t work this time- That is why you didn’t come over when you told me we would do something… -she nodded and thought about how stupid she might had been looking for that perfect present for him, how she hadn’t slept the day before worrying if he would like it, or how she had searched for the right outfit, why had Hugo hadn’t noticed how crazy she was about him. It’s better this way, she thought to herself.-  Why are you telling me this Hugo? I mean we weren’t together so… go and be happy, leave me out of it.

[hugo-brancowitz]

-Hugo didn't want things to end this way and for once, he actually wished everything had turned out differently. Memories of the first time they met ghosted through his mind. How happy he was to finally find someone who understood his language and his love of the City of Light. 'Cause those were two important things to understand in order to understand who Hugo really was. He could almost feel his heart breaking at her remark. He was the asshole in here, he knew that.- Yeah, -he admitted- he came over, we smoked some weed and one thing led to another- Hugo looked down at his hands, fidgeting with the rings on his fingers. This wasn't supposed to hurt this much. Her words weren't supposed to break through his heart. They were just friends having a little fun after all. Weren't they? - I know we weren't together- he started, trying to find the right words to say this- but we still... you know.. I don't even know why I am telling you this. I just thought it was the fair thing to do since we were.. yeah.. whatever. I'm sorry if I'm bothering you. I just thought.. I'm being stupid. Sorry.

[darling-dione-blog]

What’s a..Costco? Well as long as it’s a market yeah sure, just need to get this shopping done really. That’d actually be pretty nice of you thanks. I’m Lauren by the way, pleasure meetin you.

[hugo-brancowitz]

You don't know what Costco is? Aren't you American? It's like a supermarket, so sure, you'll find everything you need there. No problem. I'm Hugo, the pleasure is all mine.

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[Private]

[rubybenson-deactivated20150209]

-What if just this time Ruby decided to let those walls down? What if she actually told him how hurt she was and how she felt so stupid for actually liking him. No. Ruby nodded her head at his comment of soccer. She wasn’t the kind of girl to make small talk- He’ll always have a special place in my heart -Ruby’s eyes were on the floor most of the time, her heart clenching and all she wanted to do was rip it off, she  pressed her lips together once she heard him speak French. Oh how could she remember the first time they spoke to each other, bonding over that. Her bottom lip trembled once- About Cameron? -Now her eyes on him, she held her breath unable to think straight-

[hugo-brancowitz]

-Hugo nodded at her comment, knowing that he couldn't carry on with the small talk any longer. It surprised him how much this actually hurt him. He was never one to care about people, he knew that most of the time love meant to take a risk that would eventually backfire on him. And he thought Ruby had the same mindset. But they could have been so much... His gaze focused on her body language, in the way she bit her bottom lip and how the words fell from her lips. She already knew about Cameron. It's better this way, he kept repeating to himself. -Yeah. We slept together on my birthday and I thought that was gonna be it but it seems like it's not.

[darling-dione-blog]

Well yep, pretty much figured that one out on my own. It may be a little too late to grab some things to make food here so I think uh—take out was it? Yeah that sounds more of what I was going for, so long as it tastes good of course.

[hugo-brancowitz]

I can drive you to Costco tomorrow if you want, so you can buy everything you need. I can also give you this list I've got of nice restaurants that have delivery,

[darling-dione-blog]

Well then, looks like i’ll be heading to the store then. Can’t exactly finish this chum.

[hugo-brancowitz]

First thing you need to know about this place is that the food here is shit. But you seem to already know that. Best thing you can do is order takeout or cook your own stuff.

[hugo-brancowitz]

[Private]

[rubybenson-deactivated20150209]

-Ruby tried to make minimum eye contact with the curly haired boy. She needed to keep in mind of how she wanted to handle this- I do like soccer, I was a striker back in middle school, and PSG are amazing. -she dared to smile until her eyes made contact with his hands… those hands she had touched so many times and they were so close yet so far away- You can sit… 

[hugo-brancowitz]

-It pained Hugo to see how cold she was acting towards him. He could sense her walls were up and even though he knew that it was probably for the best, it didn't make it hurt any less- They are doing pretty good this season -he managed to smile- Beckham is a crack. -This felt so incredibly weird for him. Once he was able to reach out and touch her, hold her without having any second thought, and now the distance between them felt so foreign- Merci -he whispered, sitting right across from her- I need to talk to you about something.