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angelicmusicx:

After hearing that, Angel didn’t even know where it come from but he actually got teary and the younger man sniffled, wiping his eye with the back of his hand and chewed on his bottom lip gently at that. It was the sweetest thing he had ever heard and little did Michael know, Angel needed to hear that. “I wasn’t mugged…when I landed in the hospital and the whole coma and thing?” Angel admitted, looking back down and not looking at Michael when he was talking. Only two other people knew besides himself and of course, his ex and he was afraid that Michael would think he was too broken or had too much baggage. “J-Jamison was so angry when I told him I wanted to leave him t-that he turned into a monster. He was always a monster, but this time was terrifying.” Angel swallowed, trying to keep his voice steady. Looking up at him, he gave him a soft smile. “I know.” He assured him before giving Mike a soft smile. “Um..are you sure? I really wouldn’t want to bother you if you were tired. I know how important sleep is.”

Listening to the other talk, he never interrupted once. Not even to clear his throat, or anything. He just let him vent, knowing the other probably really needed this. The only thing he did, however, was gently grab the other’s hand, kissing over his knuckles like he did a few moments ago. He wanted to let him know how proud he was of him for speaking up about everything. “If he ever dares to come near you again, you’ll let me know, right? ... He won’t make it out alive if I get my hands on him, I swear to god..” He breathed, moving down to sit properly on the couch, wrapping one arm around him. “I’m just glad you’re safe and here... I’m glad you made it out of that shit.” Gently, Michael kissed the top of his head, letting him look up to him moments later. “I’m certain. And even if I did really want to go to sleep, you’d be coming with me... I haven’t been able to sleep the same without you in my arms.” He admitted softly, almost shyly.

kim-sempere:

“oof, i’m worried now! my dad had horrible taste in music.” Kim teased. Although it was true that her father preferred classical music it didn’t mean every older man she met would feel the same. Her grandfather for example who introduced her to old classic rock in the first place. “darn it.” the female shook her head but couldn’t stop a smile forming on her lips. No, not much of a surprise he figured that one out but what did catch her off guard was his singing and it showed by her eyebrows rising gently. watching the other. “okay, boy, you should have heard him sing.” she referred back to the lyrics with a wide grin. “i accept defeated!” she put her hands up before waltzing to sit next to the barstool he had used moments before. “what will it be, rockstar?!”

“Well.. Maybe not like that. I’m probably way cooler than that shit.” He snorted out, grinning when she actually said he got it. “Told you! I’ve got the memory of a damn goldfish for some things, but music? That definitely ain’t one of them.” He’d admit, faces, names, and places sometimes completely left him, but when it came to music he was a totally different man. “You should really hear me sing the rest of it one of these days. That one and Stairway to Heaven are my specialties when it’s karaoke night.” Michael moved back to his barstool, trying not to laugh at the term ‘rockstar’. “Oh honey, I’m anything but...But just a simple whiskey and coke on the rocks is perfectly fine with me.”

fleurcommaa-d:

“Yeah, yeah….” She shook her head a little with a laugh. “I still haven’t really told Angel how I know you” She pointed out. Out of all of her family, only her Papa knew what she did for work. “Yeah…that was hard.” She murmured, chewing her lip. “But I can see how much happier he is now…and how happy you make him” She smiled a little. “So as long as you keep him happy, then I’m happy”

“Could always use the whole family friend excuse, right? Seeing as I know both of your dads. That could work pretty well.” He shrugged his shoulders with a smile, his left brow quirking up for a split second. “It really was. I personally would never be able to go through everything he went through... But trust me, I’m gonna keep him as happy as I possibly can, no matter what. And if I ever hurt him, you’ve got free range to beat my ass.”

savannah-maxson

STATUS: OPEN TO ALL.

LOCATION: The Frolic Room.

NOTES: feel free to assume connection! or ya know: strangers!

As she placed one hand gently on the side of the jukebox Kim, with squinting eyes and a soft frown, leaned forward to scan through the list of songs that the wonderful vintage machine had to offer. It only took a couple of seconds before she spotted the one worthy of the only dime she was carrying tonight. "hey, if you can guess which track i’m going to pick i’ll treat you with any drink of your choosing.” Kim turned her head to give the other a mischievous look and with her free hand wiggled the dime between two fingers. “well?”

michxelgreen

Michael raised a brow at the deal, giving a slight smirk. “I’ll bet you I’ll be able to get it. You’re talkin’ to someone that’s probably old enough to be your dad.” He teased, moving to stand, crossing the room to get a little closer to the jukebox. He listened closely to the song, eyes widening a little when he recognized it. “Oh that’s Baptize Me Over Elvis Presley’s Grave, isn’t it?” He chuckled, listening along to the lyrics before deciding to softly sing. “Take me down, I want to go to Memphis! If I do I surely will be saved. Direct me to the road that leads to Memphis, hey hey hey... Baptize me over Elvis Presley's grave!”

angelicmusicx:

“Yeah, I know you are and I really like that quality about you. It’s just a lot of stuff I-I’m going through and you know me, it’s hard to talk about it.” Angel admitted with a shy smile. “R-Really?” Angel asked him when he mentioned that he had been in love with him for years. If only Angel would have realized that before meeting his ex-boyfriend, maybe he would be a lot better off. “I’m not going to walk away from something you love doing. Sure, I might not understand it all completely and all but strangely even though when people hear what you do for a living, they assume that means you are cheating on me or something but I don’t look at it that way. We all have passions and dreams.” Angel gave him a soft smile before the smile grew on his face. After a moment, Angel had moved to where he was pressed against the door of Michael’s front door to the couch and he sat down. “ Um. A-Are you busy right now?” Angel asked the other.

“I understand... You don’t have to talk about it with me if you don’t want to. I mean, I’d prefer it, seeing as it helps you get over that hill, but you don’t have to. This place is a safe place, and I’m a safe person.” He smiled sweetly before nodding. “Yeah, really... I mean, it was probably stupid of me to really keep it all a secret, huh? If you would have known, you might not have gotten hurt or had to go through anything really bad.” All Michael wanted to do was keep him safe. Make sure he didn’t get hurt or anything, and make sure nothing bad ever happened to him anymore. “I....That means a lot to me, Angel.. More than you’ll ever probably know. I mean, it’s just a job. It’s not like I’m really cheating per say. It’s not like I’m a porn star or some crazy shit.” He chuckled, letting the other move from the door to the couch and sit down. “No, not really. I mean, I was gonna go and take a nap, but... You’re more important to me than that right now.” Michael moved to sit on the arm of the couch, letting one leg dangle off, while the other’s foot was propped up onto the seat.

fleurcommaa-d:

“What I don’t see you enough at work?” She teased before raising a brow as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Yeah?” She felt a small smile pulling at the corner of her lips. “Well it’s about fucking time” She sighed, shaking her head a little as she looked up at him. “He’s been through a lot” She pointed out. “It was hard on him…and I know you’re a good person for him”

“Apparently not. But hey, you’d love seeing more of your favorite work brother, wouldn’t ya?” He hummed out, smiling when he saw the other’s tiny smile on her lips. “Hey, I can’t help it. I mean.... I guess I got nervous at first? I didn’t want to do or say the wrong thing, and I know how hard everything has been on ‘im.. Especially with that whole breakup.” He admitted with a soft huff. “But i guess after seeing him more and more often, I guess things just... Kinda came together I suppose?”

“So uhhhh, you better get prepared to see me more often. And with your brother, none-the-less.” Michael couldn’t help but playfully tease the younger girl, way too excited to be telling her the news. “At least I already know Nixon and Chevy, huh? But uh... We kinda finally got around to telling each other our feelings. It went good, from what we talked about at least.” He hummed out, leaning up against one of the walls.

@fleurcommaa-d

#this is crappy bUTTTT

angelicmusicx:

Angel gave him a soft smile before nodding at Michael. He was glad that the other wasn’t angry with him for leaving. “Thank you for being so understanding.” He told him. Michael was right, they had to talk about the obvious topic that was bound to come up and Angel honestly was not sure where he should start. “I think I’m falling in love with you.” Angel admitted, a tear slipping out of Angel’s eye and moving down his cheek as he looked up at Michael. “Yeah we did. That kiss was, um, it was very hot and so sweet at the same time. I-I didn’t know you felt t-that way about me.” Angel admitted with a shy smile. He always assumed that he wasn’t anyone’s type and after his last ex, he didn’t think he would have a relationship. “I just would hate to ruin our friendship, because you are a very good friend of mine too and not having you in my life would be torture.” He admitted.

“Anytime, Angel. Truly... You know I’m a very understanding man.” Normally, Michael pushed people away. He didn’t like hurting people when they found out what he did for a living. And he didn’t like feeling heartbroken when they broke up with him over it. But Angel... He was different. He was very different. He didn’t seem to get upset, or angry, or really all that jealous. Maybe it was because he knew, deep down, that Michael was all his. “And me with you. I mean, I’ve been in love with you for... God... Years now. I just, I guess I didn’t know how you’d take the whole professional dom bullshit and you’d run away if I told you about it. A lot of people do.” He mumbled softly, moving his free hand up to wipe away the tear. “Well, surprise. I gotta say the same, though. I haven’t been kissed like that in years... And you could never ruin our friendship. I promise you that. I can’t imagine my life without you being in it, Angel.”

angelicmusicx:

Angel opened his eyes to look at Michael when he pulled back and caught the other’s eyes for a moment. “I-I won’t, I promise.” He told him with a nod. He felt bad for leaving Michael like that but everything just felt so suffocating and he had to get away before he did something he might ended up regretting. Even though he had tried his best not to cry or get emotional, he sniffled a bit before looking back up a Michael. “I am really sorry. You know I didn’t mean to hurt you or make you worry about me. I-It’s the last thing I wanted.” He admitted and he sniffled. “Instead of talking to you, I ran.”

Hearing the other sniffle as well as his eyes getting a little teary, Michael let his hand rest on Angel’s cheek. “It’s okay. You don’t have to apologize, y’know. I’m honestly just really glad that you’re safe and I didn’t hear or read about your obituary or something. I don’t care as much about what happened or where you went. I care more that you’re back, and you’re safe, and you came to me. That’s all.” He whispered, moving his hand down to take the other’s hand into his own, bringing them up to his lips before pressing a gentle kiss to his knuckles and the pad of his thumb. “We should talk about the obvious elephant in the room... But I think we’ve already conveyed how we feel about each other just a few minutes ago.”

angelicmusicx:

Angel nodded at him when he said that it was okay but he still felt so awful for leaving and then he felt nervous as to why he had to admit that he left. When he mentioned that he could come in, Angel couldn’t help but smile brightly at the man but he sure didn’t expect what had come next. Before he knew it, he was being pulled into a kiss and he sure didn’t stop it. Angel kissed Michael back and he almost forgot why he was even there in the first place before it hit him. This kiss felt the same, but also different, more romantic in a sense then the ones they usually shared.

Feeling the other actually kiss him back, and not like the heated ones they tended to share made Michael’s heart start to race. Maybe he felt the same after all... Slowly, he pulled away, letting his lips ghost lightly against Angel’s, a small smirk playing at his lips as his eyes opened slowly. “You better not leave me like that again. At least not without telling me first.” He teased, letting one hand move up to playfully tap Angel’s cheek. It’d been a gesture he knew to use for the other when he needed to be serious for a moment.

ldnhamish3rd-deactivated2020120

Open Starter! Sets: Late at night, Camden Market Plot: Hamish is already drunk after a wild night and tried to convince your muse, a random stranger, that Shakespeare’s overrated.

Hamish’s wandering around Camden Market after hit some bars. Now he’s on the street with an empty can of beer in his hand. The writer looks a little bit scruffy but also neat. His white shirt is clean but there are creases all over it. You can tell his beard was groomed but poorly trimmed.

“More like William Bullshits! Don’t you see that the guy don’t even write his own story? For fuck sake!” said Hamish, his face redden because of alcohol to consumed for the last three hours. Though he loves Shakespeare’s works, but when he’s drunk, everything seems to be possible.

michxelgreen

“You’ve been watching Something Rotten, haven’t you?” Michael couldn’t help but playfully tease, knowing full well that that probably wasn’t the case. “Sorry, joke. One of my friends is really into musicals and always talks about that one and how much he hates Shakespeare because of that. And how Nick Bottom was the actual writer, who is just actually a character from one of his plays.” He tried his best to explain, but he knew far too well that trying to explain that musical, was like trying to explain to a child why clouds were white, or why grass was green.

angelicmusicx:

“I am sorry for leaving and not saying anything to you.” Angel didn’t know what to really expect considering he didn’t really tell Michael when he left, but he just hoped the man wasn’t too angry with him. “I was coming back.” Angel said softly before rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “C-Can I, um, come i-in?” Angel asked the other nervously before chewing on his bottom lip gently. Angel didn’t know why he was so nervous, honestly. This was Michael, the man who let him watch High School Musical with him and quote every, single line and song from it and every other musical that Angel was obsessed over. “Please?” He asked him.

“It’s okay. I’m just.... I’m glad you’re back.” He chuckled softly as he just looked over the other, still in slight shock that he came back. It felt like years for him, even though it was just a few weeks, and he knew he had to tell him how he felt before he just never came back. “You can, yeah.” He gave a nod,, opening the door just a little, but didn’t move just quite yet. “But, before you come inside-” He paused, moving to grab the front of Angel’s shirt, giving it a quick tug downwards before he caught his lips in a deep kiss.

I wish you'd be As dirty as my car I could be your ride tonight I may not be (oh yeah) Worthy of your heart But I'll make you feel alright

So come on into the night Let's follow, follow the lights So let go of wrong and right 'Cause who wants, who wants Who wants to dance all night?

#michael playlist

angelicmusicx:

@michxelgreen

It had been almost three weeks since Angel had seen Michael and about two weeks since he had talked to the man on the phone. Angel had to get out of London, he felt like he was being suffocated and he hated that feeling. However, the time away gave him a chance to stop focusing so much on what went wrong with him and Jamison and just move on, so that’s what he was trying to do. The only problem is that it’s hard when you have feelings for someone that you are so close too. You wouldn’t want a nasty break up. Rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, he chewed on his bottom lip before he finally got the courage to knock on Michael’s door.

Michael hadn’t really been expecting anyone at the door today. He’d originally planned on just taking a shower and sleeping the rest of the day after work, but that was about to change when he heard someone at the door. “Be there in a second!” He called out as he hurried to the door, opening it to see the face of someone he thought he’d never see again. Even though it was just three weeks. The urge to just pull him in and kiss him was overwhelming, but he held back for now. “I thought.... I-I thought you were gone, never coming back.” His voice was soft, almost shaking which seemed uncharacteristic for the usual dominant, confident man.

heavnofhell

Mark Pellegrino Appreciation IX.XXI.MMXX

#Michael

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claudinebannister

WHO: Open to all.

WHERE: New Bond Street.

“I don’t normally ask strangers for advice, but I’d appreciate your help. The red or the black? It’s date night with my husband and I can’t for the life of me choose which one to buy.” Claudine explained to the nearest stranger, a look of desperation present on her face. Her marriage was rocky, and she wanted every little detail of the night to be beyond perfection. “Is the red too… young for me? I don’t want to look like I’m trying to hard, but I also want to look irresistible, you know?”

michxelgreen

“Hmm, well... You’re definitely in luck tonight, then. You chose the right stranger.” Michael teased as he looked over the two options carefully. “I wouldn’t say the red is too young, per say. However, what l will ask, is what look were you going for more? Are you thinking more of like... A romantic look? Like a sexy, yet romantic? If so, I’d go with the red. But if you’re looking for a more domme look, I’d go with the black.”

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