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{ ☆ } ❝ Oh no... Is there unrest amongst the social elite? The school’s poor Golden Boy’s feewings are being tarnished by the unfaithful actions of someone who was never technically ensnared in a romantic entanglement with him, as well as a two-faced lying little temptress who he’d sooner trade for five seconds of acclaim despite regarding her as a ‘close friend’? Someone better alert the presses! ❞
❝ Oh. Wait.... They already know, don’t they?~ ❞ { ☆ }
"Sorry! Sorry." Laurel wakes up with a start, apologising instinctively. She shouldn't be asleep at work. She shouldn't be asleep if Kurt is talking to her. Or even if he's there. She knows better than to still trust him. But he's not there, and she's not at work, and... oh. Della. Della's here.
"I was asleep on your shoulder, wasn't I? Sorry. I'm sure I was listening to you, and then... you know how it is. Three jobs and a son. And you have such a nice voice, and... yeah. Sorry. I'm glad I'm with you, though. Always glad to be with you."
((she's tired and apologetic but here she is!!!)) / @calvinsocs | unprompted.
▬▬▬ ☾☆ She’d noticed that Laurel had fallen asleep while she was talking, but it didn’t bother her. Clearly, she was tired && needed the rest. So she kept talking until she was sure Laurel was sound asleep && then just sat there, content to let her rest. Della could just mess around on her phone until she got too tired as well.
Della was slightly startled by Laurel’s sudden apology, but frowned when she processed it all. Why was she sorry?
❛ Hey, there’s no need to apologize! You were tired && I totally get that. I was just rambling anyway. You just rest if that’s what you need. I’ll be here. ❜
Don’t mind Cherry. She’s just gonna keep gazing wistfully at Briar until she gets called out.
@calvinsocs
Briar isn’t going to complain about the free adoration. It’s why she likes to keep her little Cherry Coke around and close. There were too many people that would want to corrupt her best fan. “Hey there Shirley Temple.”
“I took the test nine times, okay, and all of them are positive. This is real. This is happening.”
And Laurel is happy about it. At least, she thinks she is. She really, really wants to be. After all, she and Mitch have been trying for this. They want this. But still…
“…It’s been seventeen years since I was pregnant with Carroll. So. I guess I’m a little nervous. On top of all the excitement. But you’ll help me through this, right?”
@calvinsocs
“Laurel, I would never abandon my family. I’ll take care of you and our egg and every egg that comes after it.”
And then he’s kissing her, on hand resting on her stomach. His wife. His egg. Everything he needs in his life right here. There’s the matter of Laurel’s work, but he’s sure he can convince her to see the right path easily enough.
“You did a good job with Carroll despite your asshole of an ex. With us working together? Our kids will want for nothing.”
"I'm sorry, I should know better." @calvinsocs
“Laurel,” Mitch takes her face in his hands, shaking his head. The touch is gentle. “It’s okay, I know your ex was awful. Don’t worry, any mistakes you make, we’ll work through together. It’s just unlearning him.” He leaned down to kiss her. “What matters is that you recognized what you did. I forgive you.”
“Little Blue.” Preston doesn’t bother with trying to sound sweet or peppy. He’s not happy, and Levi deserves to know. There’s no point in continuing to play with him. Not when he seems dangerously close to moving on.
“I’ll be honest with you, sweetheart. Briar doesn’t deserve you. She’s shallow and mean and could never give you the love you deserve. Best to break this off before you get hurt.”
Or before Preston gets hurt. Not that he plans on getting his heart broken over an admittedly adorable little bluebird with bright golden eyes and a kind heart and- actually, the more Preston thinks about it, the more Levi seems worth heartbreak. But it’s still not part of the plan.
“Besides, you can do so much better.”
As he speaks, Preston backs Levi up against the wall, one hand next to the smaller boy’s head and the other tilting his chin up into forced eye contact. If he’s doing this right, it should drive Levi crazy. And if he can get Levi to drop Briar for him without having to beg? He’s won. / @calvinsocs
Preston calling him by the usual nickname got Levi’s attention immediately, as was expected. He couldn’t help it, Preston had always been Levi’s favorite person to talk to. Why he was so smitten with him, he wasn’t sure. There was just something about Preston that drew him in, made him want to get to know him better.
He knew that initially, the only reason Preston ever gave him the time of day was because of his influence. He was in charge of the school paper ( pending approval for content by the sponsoring teacher, of course ), so that gave Preston an in. Levi wrote a lot of articles about him when he could get away with it. He wasn’t oblivious to how he was obviously being used. Even if everybody thought so. He was fully aware of it && not just from Preston.
Despite all of that, Levi still liked Preston. Even just being his friend was everything to the bluebird. He liked to think that Preston had come to care about him too in their time together. This whole thing with Briar was just a ruse. Levi hadn’t quite figured out exactly what she was gaining from this, but he knew it was something. Briar wasn’t the type to just do favors for people out of the kindness of her heart. But that was an issue to be dealt with later.
Right now, he had Preston right in front of him, backing him up. Levi’s breath hitched, trying to avoid eye contact until he physically couldn’t anymore. His face was bright red && for a moment, he wasn’t entirely sure he was able to speak. This was exactly what he wanted. Preston was jealous. The plan had worked. So why did Levi feel awful?
❛ Why is it that it took... all of this for you to notice me? Like, really notice me. I know that you know I like you. I haven’t been good at hiding it && I wasn’t really trying to? I just... I don’t know. I thought this would feel different, you know? I mean, I’ve wanted this forever. But it doesn’t feel right. Not right now, at least. ❜
❛ I have the feeling I am so in over my head right now. ❜
“Hello, darling! I love your hair, is that style new? Don’t answer that, I know it’s not.
“Anywho! Levi! You know, little bluebird, about this tall, the one you were coming on to earlier? Yeah. He’s accounted for. Totally mine. For keepsies.
“So. Maybe do me a favour and keep your grabby little hands off him, mmkay? I know it’s hard for you to not just snatch up any boy with a pulse, but that one’s… not on the market.”
((Because ofc Preston had to say something)) | @calvinsocs
“Aw, Pressy, you’re right. My Lev is accounted for. By me. If you liked it, you should have acted on it sooner. But obviously Levi has decent taste, so he ended up with me. I’m sure there’s other boys practically throwing themselves at your feet? Or... Oh, dear, was he the only one?” A hand over her heart, dramatic shocked expression on her face. “Oh you poor, pathetic little boy. But he’s mine.”
