––✱ busted
"don’t get yourself too down, i’ve just seen bigger and better.” he shrugs in between words. “i still want to hang out with you–my standards remain the same in that aspect.”
[#busted] [@ leopold] [SNIP!-]
the way jasper reacts is beyond him, the need for control on his part is immensely strong and even leo’s jarring pinches at his words and innocence don’t look like they do a thing. leo would applaud the kid, but he doesn’t find this to be amusing one bit. it’s almost as if- as if- if he dare say it himself, the kid is mocking him.
the child mocks him in a way in which he totally disregards the near destructive words he spits out to him, hoping that he’ll get burned. acting like he had no interest to the magnetic charm and pull and that he’d rather search for something about in his limp, dreary dorm. it’s terrible, the child is mocking him in his very intimate situations, in his proximity, in his room and in his moments of singular self-pleasure.
jasper is a real undying germ here. this little endearing cockroach.
not to mention his words are like an infection, the germ multiplying it’s disgusting. he must be coming down with something, finding this childish behaviour relatively.... delightful(?)
“sickly kinky child.” he muses, not bothering how much his words may or may not butcher the kid. “i didn’t know liko had the guts to toy with little boys and turn them into this hot messes like this.” his non-genital fondled hand pats the boys shoulder, a rather ‘plastic’ look of pity. his face scrunches up enough to get pouty yet retain those magnificent charming charms. “hm.” the frown on is face, looks good on him, leo knows that though.
and yet, leo still allows him to come close to his bubble of security and pat him on the cheek, as if he’s the kid. if the kid didn’t have those big eyes and innocent glance he would’ve called him ungracious, vile, inhumane, sick -- well the list could go on, but the way jasper was treating him will not.
bigger and better, what a load of phoney ‘bs’, his blood was red, running and raring to have a go at the kid, sock his pretty boy face out of his room. how dare he pat him in the cheek like a child! “don’t give me that bigger is better bull shit, the last i’d seen of the chinese rising sun wasn’t that long ago...”
leo’s pearly whites grit. unsatisfied.
