➶ ┊* – i swear i just saw ASHTON IRWIN walk into joling apartment complex, it wasn’t until i approached them that i saw it was just KAEDEN HARGREAVES - that TWENTY ONE year old from apartment 4d. you might know them as the THE PHRIAH though, or by the fact that they’re always blasting MIGRANE 21 PILOTS in the early hours - it gets a bit old, but i guess it has it’s charm. i just hope they don’t stay a passerby. MALE, HE/HIM. ( jai / gmt/ she/her )
was that ashton irwin i just saw heading into #4d ? never mind, it was just kaeden hargreaves ! i hope he pays his rent within 6 hours, i’d hate for him to stay a passerby !
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Jace was walking around university to his next art, basically running to get there as he realized he would be late since his class is on the other side of school. As he glanced at the watch on his hand he didn’t notice someone was walking in front of him and he ran into them, his back hitting the wall from the force of it. He groaned at the pain before he noticed a hand next to the wall and someone’s fingers making him look at them, that’s when he noticed the person he ran into is Flynn and he blushed. “Hi,” he breathed out with an awkward smile as he reached to scratch the back of his head. “Sorry for running into you,” the art student added before biting his bottom lip, “I’d stay and talk but aside from the fact I don’t really like you I’m late so yeah, bye, hopefully I won’t see you later.” The curly haired male told Flynn before gently pushing the other male away from him with a smirk and running to his class.
is that CASPAR RAINE? i guess they’re the son of those SELF HELP AUTHORS. they’re NINETEEN, and i hear they’re RECKLESS but REMORSEFUL. and, apparently, he WAS INVOLVED IN A HIT AND RUN, so if anyone finds out, they’ll be screwed. they also happen to look exactly like ASHTON IRWIN. jai / gmt
––– are you ready for the spotlight, caspar raine? ashton irwin is now taken. please send in your twitter account within TWELVE hours.
Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober.
"You're the one who said that you were done with me!" / "I only broke things off because I realized you needed something better than I could give." / "This is why people shouldn't see their exes."
"You're the one who said that you were done with me!"
"Well maybe I lied!" Jace argued back before he looked down at his floor sadly, "or maybe I didn’t know what I want…" He added as he fiddled his fingers and pushed his glasses back, "I— I needed us to be over because I thought I didn’t matter to you, I thought you would never care about me the way I care for you and I started falling for you and I… I hated every moment of being around you because you kept pushing me away and I thought that if I’ll tell you I’m done with you, you’ll try to fight for me but you didn’t and I lost you but I never wanted to lose you…"
"I only broke things off because I realized you needed something better than I could give."
"Seems like you never thought about what I wanted though,” He said as he blinked away the tears that threatened to fall down his cheeks, “I wanted to be with you, I still want to be with you, Flynn. I don’t want something better than you, you’re everything that I want..”
"This is why people shouldn't see their exes."
"So I had sex with my ex and he told me he doesn’t like me anymore, so what?" Jace exclaimed as he rolled his sleeves up his arms, hiding the fact that the only reason he was hurt was because that guy was still not Flynn, he was more into Flynn than anyone else and no one else was able to take the annoying male out of his mind, "why do you care so much, anyways? It’s not like we’re friends or something like that," he added as he ran his fingers through his hair, "just— can you please leave? I already feel like crap I don’t need you telling me ‘I told you so’ and how I should’ve listened to you. I want to paint and cry now and I would like to do it alone."
"You're not too hard on the eyes either." / "Do you realize what you've done!?" / "I don't owe you shit." / "I think I'm losing my mind."
"You're not too hard on the eyes either."
"Aww, well aren’t you sweet," Jace said playfully, as a giggle escaped his lips, he wrapped his arms around the male’s neck, bringing him in for a kiss before he pushed him away, "but really, what do you want? Like I said, I don’t mind you here ‘cause I can look at your cute face but I do need to work on my painting so…”
"Do you realize what you've done!?"
"I’m sorry!" Jace apologized once more as he kissed Flynn’s neck and rubbed his back in effort to calm the other boy done, "I can, umm, I don’t know, I can do your homework for you! I know It’s my fault they’re wet right now, but I honestly didn’t see them there, I’m really sorry, I can write it for you we both know I can both type and write faster than you anyways."
"I don't owe you shit."
"Correction," the blond started as he pushed his glasses back and fixed his curls, "you owe me a new shirt, you asshole. Look, I know you have a lot of important stuff to do and that you don’t care about my shirt or me but it’s your fault it’s ripped. I will leave you alone once you get me said shirt, okay?"
"I think I'm losing my mind."
Jace shook his head fondly as he ran his fingers through the other male’s hair. “Because you think you like me and you want to be with me?” He asked in conformation before he pressed a small kiss on Flynn’s neck, “if that’s so I think your losing your mind as well but mine is already lost because I feel the same way so that’s good, right?”
