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extracelesticl‌:

elliot’s relieved to hear his choice had been a good one -  he had hesitated at first, unsure if it would make aspen uncomfortable to revisit the familiar restaurant. “i’m glad i am too. lots of…memories here.” he smiles, somewhat sadly, suddenly aware of the space between them, the space he had wedged between them by leaving. “she’s sweet.” he adds, eyes finding her over by the kitchen for a second before he looks back at aspen. “uh…” he blows air from his lips, clicking his tongue as he blankly looks at the menu, trying to figure out where to start. “i don’t even know where to begin, uh, it was amazing.” as much as he had missed aspen while he was away, and his family, and his friends, he had fallen in love with the city wholeheartedly, a fact which he now felt guilty for. “the scenery is beautiful - central park, ahmazing, the statue of liberty, a queen, the empire state building, iconic.” he looks up to meet aspen’s eyes, smile wider now as the words fall easily from his lips. “the theatre, aspen, oh my god. broadway feels like a collective hug from every dorky theatre kid ever.” he enthuses, knowing aspen would get it. “it’s expensive as fuck, but that’s life, i guess.”

aspen wants to ask if those memories include him. obviously, they did, but what was elliot thinking in his head ? aspen was thinking too much, getting distracted by the thought of them being together again. god, he wanted it -- but what if elliot went back to new york ? he didn’t want to be broken again. thankfully, he’s distracted by elliot gushing. god, he was cute when he was passionate. aspen’s eyes are full heart-eye mode , watching and listening and he talks. when elliot’s eyes meet his, aspen is sure he can see the love radiating from his eyes, like NOTHING had changed. but a lot had changed, aspen knew that. aspen, a huge fan of broadway, nods enthusiastically. “i need to go, like -- i’m jealous. i want to see a broadway play in the city more than i want -- pretty much ANYTHING , and i’m determined. i don’t even care what it is , although if it’s waitress i’d probably PASS OUT. anyway -- anyway ! ” he chuckles softly, he’s always wanted to see a broadway play in new york. “that’s life.” he repeats softly, still smiling as he tucks a piece of hair behind his ear. “did you uhm -- meet anyone ? are you dating at all ? ” he always FINALLY , the question dying to come out of his lips. “ sorry it’s not really -- my business. i just want to know everything i missed. ”

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sms / noel & sam

SAM: merp ok i guess i have to tell u eventually

SAM: [...]

SAM: dont be mad :/

SAM: [...]

SAM: ok i guess there are two things

NOEL: jesus

NOEL: alright tell me

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sms / noel & sam

SAM: I know I’m just projecting :/

NOEL: well stop and tell me what's going on

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sms // noah & kit

NOAH: 1. salty > sweet

NOAH: 2. homemade vs. Store bought

KIT: k i'll get your a pretzel ring

KIT: only the best for my hubby

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sms / noel & sam

SAM: oh yeah well how are you doing??? thriving?? forming healthy relationships?? u can't say shit to me

NOEL: i can't say shit to you??? i'm not being weird or hiding things because i have literally nothing going on

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sms // noah & kit

NOAH: im not fuckin 12

NOAH: at least make me a ring out of a piece of spaghetti or something

KIT: you want a spaghetti ring but you're not cool enough for a ring pop??? LAME

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extracelesticl‌:

the feeling of warm water on his back is soothing, and he wishes he had time for a shower before work, if only to help him wake up a little more. at kit’s question, he smiles to himself, hoping he can hide it from the other by dipping his head slightly. he, quite honestly, loves the idea - all he wanted to do was start and end his shift with seeing him, so what better way to ensure that than by getting a ride. plus, it was an added bonus that he wouldn’t have to take the city bus. “sure, uh, if you want.” he can’t think of anything smarter to say so he’s left sounding lame, and cursing himself. “if it’s not too far out of your way.” he tacks on uselessly - obviously kit didn’t give a shit if it was out of his way, or he wouldn’t have offered. “i would like that.” he yawns, then, and his mind wanders back to their conversation on the couch again - like a moth to a flame. he can’t stop thinking about kit’s story, the vulnerability he’d revealed sinking in now that noah was awake. he wants to say something, to acknowledge it, but it feels to late now - the moment has passed. “are you almost done or what?” 

maybe it’s just his lack of sleep, or the comfort he feels around noah, but kit can’t seem to shake the relaxed feeling in his body. he’s not in the mood to make mean comebacks or snide remarks. he just feels like he existing, letting time pass slowly and all that matters right now is noah. truly, it scared him, but he wasn’t going to let that show. “wouldn’t have offered if it was out of my way.” kit points out plainly , though he’s sure noah just said that to be POLITE. it was clear now , kit running a wash cloth over noah’s back as they talked slowly , that kit was completely comfortable around noah. he wanted to be around him, to talk to him, just be in the same space as him. everything in his body told him run, get far away as possible, but he couldn’t. “when are you off again ? so we can actually hang out and you don’t fucking fall asleep on me.” he chuckles gently , his own way of saying me too. kit wonders, for a second, if noah had picked up anything he said while he was falling asleep. it felt almost like revealing a crush to the person when they weren’t listening and wondering if they knew. “shut the fuck up and let me work. i’ll tell you when i’m done.” kit quips , though he WAS almost done, he just wanted to be difficult. 

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elliot smiles, endeared, at the way aspen brushes off his comment. it was always something elliot had loved about him: the cute way in which he smiled and shook his head whenever elliot complimented him, how he failed to see how truly special he was in so many ways. he doesn’t want to be too romantic and scare aspen off, however, so he stays quite, simply smiling to himself. he was grateful when aspen stepped in to explain, still coughing in an attempt to regain his own voice. “yeah, i, uh, was there for a while, but now i’m back.” he added lamely, smiling up at shelley and hoping she would leave it at that. even before he began to feel sick with guilt, aspen somehow seemed able to read his mind, the hand he places on elliot’s both comforting and nerve-wracking. it awakens everything in elliot, has his heart racing and his skin prickling with anticipation. the question breaks through his thoughts pulls him back to reality with a jolt.  he looks up sharply, meets aspen’s eyes and smiles, nodding. “oh my god, the cheesy garlic bread? yes, i need to have it again. haven’t tasted anything as divine anywhere else.” with a smile and a nod, shelley walks off, leaving the two of them alone again. 

slowly, as shelley walks off, aspen pulls his hand away and folds it gently in his lap. this was a mix of exciting and overwhelming, and aspen wanted to ask elliot point-blank what he wanted to happen. were they just friends now ? or was there a chance ? he knew it wasn’t the right time to ask , so he just smiled gently , happy that elliot was at least LOOKING at him now. “i’m glad you picked here. even if shelley is ... pushy. ” aspen smiles softly , running a hand through his hair. “maybe not pushy. just ... curious. i’m surprised she still works here, i really though she wouldn’t anymore. ” he notes , peering at the menu though he already knows what he wants now that he’s reminded himself that they still offer it. “ anyway. tell me about new york. ” aspen pulls the conversation away , though he’s holding himself back from asking if elliot had seen anyone since they broke up. fox thought he had moved on - he did , but then he painfully reminded himself as soon as he saw elliot that he’s completely positive he hadn’t. 

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sms / noel & sam

SAM: excuse me i am trying to be healthy

NOEL: bulllshiiiiitttt but okay

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sms // noah & kit

NOAH: i'm even more stubborn in bed

NOAH: where do we go from here? do i get a ribbon? a trophy, even? a ring? ;)

KIT: that's sexy

KIT: you wont even sleep with me and you want a ring??? i'll get you a ring pop pick a flavor

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sms // noah & kit

NOAH: you like me better when i'm stubborn

NOAH: thats gotta be higher than at least 90% of the population though

KIT: yeah but i'd like you even better in bed, so.

KIT: yeah, it is. congrats.

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sms / noel & sam

SAM: nah i'm not drinkin no more for a little bit

SAM: gotta cleanse my body for she is a temple

NOEL: or you're just trying to stay away from the liquid truth serum

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extracelesticl‌:

contrary to what people might think about him, noah liked to have things in order. his apartment was neat and tidy, his schedule organized and carefully planned out, he tended to arrive to things 15 minutes early. if things were out of order, he grew flustered, uncertain, and he felt disadvantaged, like he wasn’t in control of the situation. still, the sound of kits voice, calm and quiet, manages to calm him slightly, and the proposed solution has him nodding, eyes still a little wide as his mind races. “yeah, yeah, that should work.” he takes a deep breath, calming himself enough to look at kit and smiling when he does. “but i’m not tipping you.” he teases, moving towards the bathroom with his eyes still on kit. as he slowly wakes up, he remembers their conversation from before, a giddy warmth gradually replacing his anxiety and highlighting how pleased he truly was to be spending time with kit. he’s pleased, too, that kit offered to drive him, the act of kindness making noah feel special. “better hurry.”

kit was pretty calm but then again , HE wasn’t the one that was about to be late to work. for some reason , he felt pretty mellow. he hadn’t napped , but he laid with noah and felt relaxed for a decent amount of time. he wondered how he’s sleep if they spent the night together. shoving the idea and mental image out of his head , his eyes roll and he follows noah into the bathroom and runs warm water to help him get the paint off of noah’s back. “ don’t fucking rush me, i have ten minutes and i’m going to use each minute how i want. ” kit speaks , though there’s not much bark to his tone as he soaks a rag with baby oil. he’s quiet then , taking the task in his own hands as he washes noah’s back to loosen the paint , and then he’s scrubbing with the baby oil rag , hoping that he can get most of it off without breaking out the acetone. “ do you need me to pick you up from work in the morning ? ” he questions to fill the silence , chipping away at his artwork. thankfully , he had taken a picture after he finished working. “ i’ve got work tomorrow so i could pick you up while i’m out. ” it’s a nonchalant offer , and kits not even sure why he makes it - but he does. 

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sms / noel & sam

SAM: whos that?? i dont know her

SAM: you sound like booboo the damn fool i'm literally fine

NOEL: ugh

NOEL: sam

NOEL: fine, whatever. but in a few days when you've had a few drinks and want to spill everything to me, i'm gonna say told you so

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sms // noah & kit

NOAH: who says thats ever going to happen

NOAH: wow you 5% like me

KIT: it's going to, you're just being stubborn

KIT: 5%!!!! amazing

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sms // noah & kit

NOAH: good

NOAH: oh that's still on the table? i thought we were skipping straight to the part where we hate each other and only stay together because of our children

KIT: it's going to be on the table until you sleep with me

KIT: and then it'll stay on the table for the next time, so. you're stuck with it on the fucking table, noah.

KIT: but after the first time we can totally skip to that since i already 95% hate you

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elliot had been planning on going in for a hug - each time he’d imagined this moment late at night, in the arms of someone else, on the bus and in the car and during auditions, he’d always imagined embracing him. but aspen takes a seat before elliot can even take a step towards him, and he’s left awkwardly standing beside his chair. get it together, elliot, stop being a weirdo. he snapped a smile onto his face, mirroring aspen’s movements and sitting down across from him. and then, finally seeing, truly seeing aspen, he feels his breath catch in his throat. he looks good. elliot feels his smile widen, a boyish excitement bubbling in his stomach. “i’m glad i am too. if only for this.” it had taken months for him to come to terms with his return to phoenix, and the decision had come with a significant amount of heartbreak. like breaking up with the love of his life all over again, except this time his love was new york city. a waitress arrives - in fact, her name is shelley and elliot recognizes her. she seems to recognize him and aspen as well, greeting the pair brightly and asking how they were doing. “it’s been so long since i saw you two in here, what have you been up to? tell me you’re engaged or something fun like that.” elliot practically choked, face flushing bright red and tingling with warmth as he stared at his napkin. physically unable to meet aspen’s eyes, he manages a choked laugh. “i, uh, no.” 

though aspen had felt pretty level-headed , he realizes by the way he sits that he’s nervous. should he have hugged elliot ? shit , he wanted to. why did he sit down so fast ? he pushed it aside. they could hug after , it wasn’t that big of a deal. “ oh, i can’t imagine i’m THAT special. a trip all the back to phoenix , arizona and i’m the best part ? hardly. ” he jokes softly , a wide grin on his face. elliot always made him feel special. clearly that hasn’t changed. his eyes dart up and it reminds him that he hasn’t been in this particular restaurant since elliot left. it was always their date spot. was this a date ? aspen suddenly worries he wasn’t misreading the whole thing. not that he didn’t WANT it to be a date , but he wasn’t sure. a lot of this was just play it by ear , and aspen wasn’t sure what to think. at the word ENGAGED , aspens cheeks turn bright red , and he hides his face in his hands. “we’re actually, uhm. not together... anymore.” aspen adds , though he realizes the sentence is HARD to say. he doesn’t know why , he had to tell plenty of people that they broke up - that elliot left. revisiting it was like remembering all the pain it had caused. he never blamed his ex , he still didn’t. “elliots been in new york, which is super cool.” aspen continues, to change the subject off of them. he had a feeling shelley would want to know why and he wasn’t interested in the conversation. softly , aspen gently rests his hand over elliots to gain his attention and he make sure he knows it was okay. “ do you want to get an appetizer ? i haven’t been hear since the last time we came together but i think they still have the one we’d always get. ”