#{c;casey}

[quentin-destjeor]

Where Do We Stand || Quensey

Quentin had been texting back and fourth with Casey for a couple of hours and his mind was all over the place. He pretty much said everything he felt he had to and didn’t really know where to go from where they stood but, he knew he had to see Casey. Even though seeing the other boy face to face would more than likely break his heart it was something that needed to happen. He couldn’t pretend that everything was ok not anymore. He grabbed his phone and took one last shot of vodka before making his way over to Casey’s room. Knocking on the door he waited for him to answer with his hands in his front pockets and his lips pressed together.

@caseyvanderbilt

[quentin-destjeor]

Spending Time || Quentin & Casey

Quentin waited for Casey to come over as he finished off his bottle of Whiskey. His body felt off but, his mind was comfortably numb. Hearing a knock on his door he rushed over to answer it, pulling the other boy into a kiss. “I’ve missed you so much baby” he purred as he pulled Casey into his room and closed the door.

@caseyvanderbilt

[quentin-destjeor]

Talk to me || Quentin & Casey

Quentin just arrived back to his room after spending the night in the hospital with Hiro. He was a little disappointed in himself for letting himself get so out of hand yesterday but, he was even more disgusted with what he did. If it wasn’t for Hiro he wouldn’t be standing here right now. He walked into his bathroom and cleaned up any blood that was around before hoping into the shower. He knew casey was on his way so he hurried as fast as he possibly could. Hearing a knock on the door he wrapped a towel around his wet body. “Hold on, I’m coming” he called out for the other to hear. He grabbed some gauze and wrapped it tightly around his stitched up wrist and headed out of the bathroom to put on some sweat pants. He finally opened the door still mostly wet and shirtless and smiled at Casey. “Come in. I just need to grab a shirt” he said stepping out of the way for the other to enter.

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Text||Case¥

Quentin: Hey..

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Good Times || Quentin & Casey

Quentin received one last text from Casey before finishing off his beer. He grabbed his keys and jacket and headed out the door to meet the other boy. Walking out to the front of the dorms he sat on the steps to wait and scrolled through his phone.

@caseyvanderbilt

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Text || Casey 💕

Quentin: i miss you

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Text || Casey

Quentin: I'm sorry but, I can't do this anymore.

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Text || Casey ♥

Quentin: What the fuck?