i am not your autumn moon.

[samuel-alexandr]

kai-lewis‌:

“because people with babies are tired?” he guessed, laughing. kai was so happy to be out of the spit up days. the only time riley threw up now was when she was really sick and thankfully, that’d only happened once. “their baby is your baby. it’s frostford, there’s no boundaries here.” it was part of the reason he’d left. 

“That’s fine but don’t give your pukey kids to random people so you could yell at someone. I hate that this sort of things happen to me.” Sam was irritated but the humor of Kai made it a little better. He laughed at the baby being his comment. “That is not my baby and there are absolutely no lil’ Sam’s running around here. Thanks for the help.”

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

“Ew, I can smell your stinky feet.” He teased when Sam took off his shoes, but the grin on his face gave away his joking nature. Coop slung his arm around Samuel’s shoulders when he leaned back beside him, then he kicked off his shoes, too, but left the socks on. Coop inhaled deeply through his nose and exhaled slowly, his eyes closing as he shifted his foot back and forth. “Me too.”

“You love the smell of them.” Sam laughed as he acted like he was going to put his toes close to Coopers face but then stretched his legs back out against the grass. Sam watched as Coop blew smoke out of his mouth and nodded,”I’m glad you do.” He said softly as he ‘grew some balls’ in the words of Cooper and reached over pushing the sleeve of his shirt up. Sam pressed his lips to Coopers shoulder skin softly, and closed his eyes before laying his head on the other males body.

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

Coop was jangling his keys in his hand as they headed back out to his car, and – when Sam spoke – he stopped both walking and messing with his keys, his face screwed up in confusion. He stood there for a beat, blinking, before he shook his head and followed Sam, getting into the car and starting it up. These conversations were best had where there were no other prying ears.

“So, you’re gonna go off on a rant on me then act like nothing happened?”

Sam was on his phone when Cooper got into the car and finished replying to the text messages and put his phone away. “I did what you told me to do, Coop.” He replied. “I’m not acting like nothing happened. I told you how I felt. If you have something to say about it....go right ahead. All I want from you is to act like you actually care about spending time with me....and not I don’t care.” 

[samuel-alexandr]

“I freaked out and took off my shirt because I absolutely..” Sam paused and began to talk as he felt like he could still smell the baby puke on him. “I hate vomit.” He made a disgusted face and took the shirt from his friend. “I don’t even know that baby! Why did they hand him to me?!”

@frostfordstart​

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

“When I’m going to what?” Coop asked with a teasing grin, he bumped his nose up against Sam’s then leaned back against the tree that was jutting out of the earth directly behind him – it’s why he chose this spot, so he had somewhere to rest his back. “You expect me to just be able to read your mind?”

Sam watched as Cooper laid back onto the tree, and smiled when they bumped noses. Sam decided to lean back against the tree also since the tree was so wide it could fit the both of them. “No...but I just know you.” He smiled and shrugged as he kicked off his shoes, and took off his socks. He tossed them to the side and let his feet rest in the grass wiggling his toes. “I feel great.” He smiled and closed his eyes.

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

Not knowing what was about to happen, Coop continued to gleefully eat, stuffing himself as he finished his beer. The waitress came back over and he ordered another one, wiping his mouth from the grease and sauce. His brow crinkled when Sam started to go off on his rant. For a minute, he didn’t say anything – there were only minute changes in his expression to tell Samuel how he was feeling. When the waitress came back with his beer, it was perfect timing and Coop stared hard across the table at Sam. “You’re right, we should. Check please?” He offered a charming smile to the waitress and she pulled their check for them. Coop left enough money for the tab and tip on the table and walked out of Bootleggers’ with an air of irritation.

Sam sat there in silence as he packed away the rest of his food that he didn’t finish to take home. He knew that the best thing to do was just to just be quiet, and not say anything to add to the situation. Sam got up when Coop did, and nodded with a smile at the waitress as they both left. Sam followed the other male out of the building, and over to his car and got inside when Cooper unlocked it. 

“You need dog food.” He said softly. “You told me not to forget to remind you.”

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

“Of course you don’t. You’d bathe in a pool of ranch if you could.” He raised his brows and offered a cheeky smile, diving back into the wings in front of them. The waitress brought back the broccoli cheese bites Sam had ordered and Coop made a low, groaning sound, taking one to pop into his mouth (after dipping, of course). He soon regretted this decision as the cheese was piping hot. “Worth it.” He arched a brow, slowly reaching for his beer. “Water, usually, but they won’t let you have even that for the challenge, so the fuck am I supposed to do?” He sighed, leaning back in the booth for a moment, recognizing that something had just shifted the energy between them. “What’s wrong with you?”

“I certainly fucking would.” Sam nodded and assured him with a smile. He was eating right a long with Cooper. He could feel himself getting full especially when he realized that he ordered the broccoli bites. “Damn...I forgot about those.” Sam raised his brows and watched as Cooper grabbed one and ate it. He already knew they would be hot but he knew there was nose use in stopping the other male. Cooper did whatever he pleased. “You won’t be saying that later when you’re complaining about your tongue being burnt.” Sam finally picked one up and blew on it some before dipping it in ranch and taking a bite of it. “So delicious!” He ate another one and shook his head.

 “Keep practicing without having anything to drink. You got this.” He smiled and watched him lean back into the booth. “Nothing.” He shrugged as he ate a couple more of the broccoli bites and began to wipe off his fingers with a wet wipe. “I just hate that you always say you don’t care about everything...it would be nice for you to say that you want to hang out with me instead of our usual you saying.” He put on a deep mocking voice,”I don’t care.”  He sighed quickly. “And then I just say wanna hang out? and you just shrug and say ‘sure’....and then my favorite.” He paused for a moment. “I’m just gonna uh...hang out with my buddies at the beach .....then I won’t hear from you for hours and see you on snap chat with your buddies.” Simon sighed loudly again and realized that he probably didn’t mean to get this heated at Cooper but he was tired and wanted to feel appreciated. 

“We probably should just not do this here and ask for the check.”

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

Coop laughed, too, and it came easily – like it always did with Sam. He felt the mild tension and smiled loosely, his arm slinging over Sam’s shoulders, fingertips grazing the spot where Sam’s shirt sleeve ended and exposed the flesh of his upper arm. “My affection? What’s that mean?” He asked, face coming closer until their noses were almost touching, a hint of a smile still on his lips.

Sam was literally melting. He knew it and Cooper knew it. Sam was greatful that Cooper got out of the habit of making it a big deal. He mostly ignores it now but sometimes teases him. He leaned more into the other males body so they were touching more, and he carefully put his hand on Coop’s thigh. “I never can tell when you’re going to ..” He swallowed. “You know..” He rolled his eyes and could feel himself blushing and it made him smile. 

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

“Your mouth is covered in ranch dressing despite your best efforts to lick it off.” Coop answered, flicking a balled up piece of napkin at the other’s face. He offered Sam a little half smile then followed suit, dunking his wing and quickly devouring it. “It’s the fact that I can’t have anything to drink that fucks with me… that’s why I can’t beat it. I know I’ve been trying, but I just get so thirsty.” With that, he took another swig of his beer, wiping his mouth. “Uh… I don’t know, where do you wanna go?”

Sam smiled and grabbed the napkin that he threw at him and began to wipe off his nose. “I have no regrets.” Sam picked up another wing and did the exact same thing but wiping his face off with a napkin afterwards this time. He listened to Cooper express why he thinks he can’t beat the challenge. “You’re not drinking any soda or beer are you? You should probably just stick to water.” He gave Cooper his opinion but he wasn’t a fan of Cooper’s answer to his question about what the were doing after lunch. “Doesn’t matter. You’re the popular one that actually has plans all the time.”

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

Coop was still smiling, shaking his head slightly. “The Hulk? That’s a little bit of an exaggeration, dontcha think?” His eyes were sparkling, but he respected Sam’s desire to not talk about Grady any longer. Instead, Coop shifted a little closer, the outside of his thigh touching the outside of Sam’s. “I do? An’ what do I do that’s so… surprising?”

“Yeah...you’re right. He is way to strong.” Sam said as he scrunched up his nose a little bit and smiled at Cooper. He laughed at himself and when he felt Cooper’s thigh touch his he also felt his body freeze up. He quickly relaxed himself, and reminded himself that this was rare and he needed to enjoy it. Idiot. Sam thought to himself in his head, and he looked over and gave Cooper a sweet smile. He wanted to die. Cooper was fucking beautiful.

“Uh..” He froze again and chewed the inside of his lip. “Your affection.” He mumbled softly. 

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

Coop rolled his eyes and washed his wing down with a gulp of beer, rubbing his fingers on a napkin before giving Sam a look. “Yeah, okay, we’ll see about that.” He could have said that no one called him weird but that Sam was called weird all through high school, but he wasn’t going to go there. “Mm… maybe you’ll have grey hair before I do beat it.”

Sam could tell that he was probably touching too close to him and it was probably best to try and change the conversation. “You can do it, Coop. You’ve been working on it for a while now.” He assured him with a smile before dunking his whole wing in the ranch dressing and eating it. “This is so good.” He said and licked the ranch dressing that was on his lips that escaped his mouth. “Where are we goin’ after this?” He asked hoping he would say Sam’s house.

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

“That’s because you got nothin’, cuz I’m not weird.” Coop replied with a shrug and a matter-of-fact attitude. He picked up another wing and made quick work of it, glaring when a bone hit him in the chest with that comment about the challenge. He grumbled, licking sauce off his lips. “I’m going to beat the challenge. Don’t you worry about that… you called me fat, how come I can’t insult you right back?”

“You’re weird. I’ll tell you every time you do something weird now.” Sam chuckled as he shook his head. “Remember that people have different opinions on what is weird, Cooper.” He began to eat another one of his wings. “I never said that you wouldn’t beat it. I have faith in you.” He smiled. “I am patiently waiting.”

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

Coop grinned broadly at the other male as he rubbed his shoulder, “Hurt? Wimp.” He teased, watching as Sam exhaled his smoke before dissolving into laughter, holding his belly. “Grady was so gross…” He stopped, exhaling slowly to try to even his breathing after having laughed so hard. “Can you read me now?”

“Yeah, it hurt. You’re like the fucking Hulk compared to me.” Sam looked at Coop with side eyes, and handed the bowl to him after he was finished. “He was. He had terrible acne and he would just let his pimples pop and not even clean it off.” He shivered. “I don’t want to talk about him anymore.” There were things that Sam just did not want to reminisce on. Grady and the witch were definitely some of them. “Yeah.” He smiled wondering where Cooper was getting at with this conversation. He could tell by the tone of his voice that he was definitely plotting something. Maybe. 

 “Sometimes you surprise me...”

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper‌:

Coop held the smoke in his lungs for as long as they could manage it, also remembering all the things they did here (together and separate) over the years. He laughed, choking on a cough on his exhale, as he handed the bowl over to Sam, knocking into him with his shoulder for the fatty Patty comment.

“Yeah, but that was a dare. Remember when you kissed ugly ass Grady Thompson down here because he was the only boy who’d kiss ya at the time?” His eyes flickered with something mischievous, a smile on his plump lips. “You never bothered askin’ me.”

Sam began to rub where Cooper knocked into him with his shoulder. “Was it though? Was it?” He joked playfully and took the bowl from Coop. He lit it and inhaled the smoke holding it for as long as he could. He was suddenly offended when Grady Thompson was brought up and pointed over at the other male,”Shut the hell up..;..that is worse!” He laughed and turned his head looking at Cooper with a small smile,”It was harder to read you back then, Coop.” He said as he took another hit of the bowl and handed it back to the other male.

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper said: 🌻 a worried text

[text:Sam]: I cN’T FIND OPIE!

[text:Sam]: Will you help me come find him?!

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper said: 🦋 a loving text.

[text:Sam]: I hate him, Coop. He sucks and you know what? You are the best person in my life. I literally consider myself lucky to have you. You piss me off so much but you also make me happy. He isn’t worth it. Just give your love to the people who deserve it. 

[text:Sam]: Also...you will show him how to be a father one day. 

[text:Sam]: Burgers? I love you.

[samuel-alexandr]

wcscooper said: 🗑️ a text that wasn’t sent.

[text: Sam]: Did you really have sex with that girl from the bar the other night?