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important update/explanation.

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text to: happiness

nico: :(

nico: but i won't be home in an hour!!

Bryce: :*

Bryce: it's okay I'll be waiting for you

Bryce: it'll give me time to get pretty for you

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25 DAYS TILL CHRISTMAS ILL BE ON LATER TONIGHT

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text to: happiness

nico: no you definitely do not

nico: at what time will you be home??

bryce: yes I do

Bryce: in an hour or so?

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text to: happiness

nico: fuck

nico: don't you dare leave me now

bryce: but I have to work !

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text to: happiness

nico: you what

bryce: ohhhhh nothing

bryce: oh you know what I think I might need to get back to work

bryce: what a shame :(

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text to: happiness

nico: my heart says nudes

nico: but my head says selfie

nico: +image attachment ( https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/0d/d2/6c/0dd26c7b2fd76f0c805fa8cedd202f71.jpg )

bryce: guess you won't be getting to see these thigh highs i bought

bryce: oh well

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text to: happiness

nico: is that code for send me nudes

nico: because you know im at work

bryce: you know it could be

bryce: follow your heart babe

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text to: happiness

bryce: I've been stuck at the studio all day

bryce: im so bored

bryce: entertain me

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my mouth is bleeding and i have the hiccups and i cant find my other lineart pen or my eraser so i think its time for me to go to bed

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           ( nico finally felt at peace, his fast beating heart about        to jump out of his chest. he buried his face into bryce’s neck,        breathing him in. his hand was stroking up and down his back,              trying to calm him down. his other hand came up to                 tangle itself into the back of his boyfriend’s hair.                    oh, how much he’s missed him in return. )

                      ❝ you could’ve come home sooner. ❞

                  ( he wasn’t going to admit to his own pain,                             even though it was too obvious to deny. )

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      ( bryce has held in so many tears since that last night       he's     refused to let himself cry, to get upset at all over what had happened.     he told himself he was done with everything that had to do with nico          including his feelings about him. but, inevitably, here he is again, back       in nico's arms, sobbing because everything hurt when he was         away, and he's not sure how much better things are now           that he's back again. one thing he knows for sure is                    that nico's arms are where he belongs. )

                ❝ shut up and c-carry me to the couch                       so you can cuddle me properly. ❞

        ( bryce wants to be vehement, to sound like he means                 the words he says, but his throat hurts and talking is tough. )

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he gently moved on top of her, wrapping his arms around tightly before rolling them over so she was on top. zaire was a lot bigger than her and he just didn’t want to crush her. his hand moved up to cup her cheek, moving his thumb to rub across her cheek gently. 

❝i didn’t think i was ever going to be happy again, baby. i missed you so much.       you make me so happy, princess. please don’t ever leave me again.❞ 

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miles is cooperative, letting zaire re-position them so that his weight doesn't crush her. she smiles softly, a hand going to comb loosely through accessible curls as he talks. she sighs and turns her head to kiss the palm of his hand. 

❝ I-I wasn't quite sure if I was either. But now I'm back and I can't believe how much I missed you. I'm don't plan on leaving again, prince. ❞

She leans down a bit so that she can brush her lips against his, pausing with a smile when she squeezes his bicep.

❝ Have you been working out? Did you grow again? ❞ She asks, giggling quietly as she presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

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      it wasn’t an unusual response, the way her composure  faltered slightly under his intense stare, it was a mannerisms jett had grown used to, by now. at first, jett thought it to be rather lovely,  innocent, he still does, but now — the fact that she was just so damn shy even with him.. it made  him rather curious. they’re  such good  friends & yet, she still feels exceedingly self aware around him. self conscious, even. upraising his  shoulders into a  nonchalant shrug, jett will  fold his arms over his rhythmically heaving torso, one lid fluttering closed in an innocent  wink. ❝ just wondering. i’ve  been looking for it for a while, actually. looks better on you, than i. keep it if you want. ❞

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    Addison always wonders what Jett thinks about when he looks at her like that. Is it anything in particular? Is there some thought that makes his eyes glint like that? She assumes it's a thought not to do with her, but under the unwavering gaze of his eyes, she can't help but blush, still, after all this time that they've known each other. The wink. Oh, the wink. She'll swear up and down that her knees didn't get weak (but they definitely did). ❝ O-Oh? You have? A-Are you sure you don't want it back, Jett? ❞ She asks, moving closer to put one knee on the couch. ❝ I can go change, and you can take it back if you'd like. ❞

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' !!!! ' 

' why did you squirm out of my arms ?! “

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a giggle.

' because you're tickling me !' 

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#zaire wants a really subby louis. 

may i introduce u to bryce and also joss

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