Feb 12, 2015
"I don't think you understand how much you're stressing me out."
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"I don't think you understand how much you're stressing me out."
"I brought you something," Joshua said the second they opened the door. From behind his back he pulled out a small black gift bag.
Calum smiled at the other “What did you buy me.” He clapped his hands, acting like a little child on christmas morning.
From Tholo to any muse of choice. ❖
Calum couldn’t stop himself, he’d been listening to the other talk for almost an hour, and he zoned out five minutes into the conversation, his eyes were trained on the boys lips. Without thinking it through, Calum closed the space between them, his hands cupping the mans face as their lips connected. Moving together slowly. He sighed into the kiss, pulling back slowly “I had to do it. You wouldn’t shut up.”
"I swear to god, I'm about three seconds away from hitting you." Calum shouted looking at the other. He has no idea how their small argument turned into something this massive. He didn't mean what he'd just said, he could never hit anyone, yet alone someone he cares about. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."
"I swear to god, I'm about three seconds away from hitting you." Calum shouted looking at the other. He has no idea how their small argument turned into something this massive. He didn't mean what he'd just said, he could never hit anyone, yet alone someone he cares about. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."
"I've never done this before.."
"I really hope my towel doesn't fall down." He giggled looking over his shoulder at the other boy.
you're worse than nicotine - {martin&jace}
Nimble fingers brushed through carefully curled locks as the female waited at her apartment patiently for her boyfriend to come and take her out to the club they had agreed to got to tonight. He was now thirty minutes late and she was beginning to grow annoyed with his tardiness, rising from her perch on the couch to scribble down a hasty note about how she left for the club already. Why should she waste a perfectly good evening on him being a forgetful douche bag? Gathering her items and sliding her wedges on, Jace prepared to exit her small flat for the more than likely packed club down the street.