May 27, 2018
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“ Know somethin’, Donnie, baby? ” Bullet shifted closer, arms sliding up his shoulders to pull her in. “ I’m kinda tired of our little song and dance. I think it’s about time we stop flirtin’ with each other and start actin’ on what’s so clearly here. ”
@charismatastic || inspired by this x .
This was the third time this week that Amity been kept awake by her next-door neighbour and it wasn’t even Tuesday! She’d lost count of how many times she’d gone over and knocked on his door to tell him and his boyfriend to keep it down, and yet it never seemed to sink in.
Tonight, it seemed to be a particularly boisterous night in the bedroom, and for the past 20 minutes, all she had been subjected to was various curse words and a lot of moaning. Part of her was a little jealous she wasn’t getting that kind of action, honestly, but the larger part just wanted to sleep!
Throwing her covers off of her, the petite blonde jumped out of bed and stormed through her apartment and straight out the front door, lips pursed tightly in annoyance. She didn’t care in the slightest that she was only wearing a crop-top and underwear, modesty was most definitely not her concern at this time of night.
With a loud series of knocks on her neighbour’s door, Amity folded her arms over her chest in an obstinate gesture, “Open the door, Don!”
"Is that why you've been avoiding me? I promise you, I only use my powers for good now."
the avoiding was an unfortunate side-effect of Deadly feeling as if he wasn't the best of company. he hadn't felt like he had been for years. guilt and grief still swaddled him like a blanket, and he selfishly did not wish to share.
" It's not you, Donovan. I am entirely... "
alone wasn't the right word. bereaved wasn't the right word. unable was clearly not the correct terminology whatsoever, but every thought that came into his head seemed to be the wrong one. he didn't wish to worry anyone. didn't wish to become a burden, emotional or otherwise, on his fellow housemates.
" ...perhaps I could use the company. "
@charismatastic asked: “ i wanted to see you. ”
“ what took you so long? ” he asks, but there’s a fond grin on his face at the sight of don finally there and in his room with him. elio ends up sliding his arms around don’s waist and pulls him in even closer, then leans forward to kiss the side of his neck. “ stay here tonight with me? ”
@charismatastic asked: “I think you’re suffering from a lack of vitamin me.”
“ i suppose i should get my daily dose then, huh? maybe a bigger does than usual, since it’s been far too long. ” elio cracks a grin at him and pulls don close, then kisses his lips deeply for a moment or two. just getting a part of his fix.
@charismatastic sent: [text] I'm sorry I asked to make out with you last night.
TEXTS MF | accepting
( sms: Don ) Don’t mention it ( sms: Don ) Seriously Don’t ( sms: Don ) I’ve already forgotten about it
@charismatastic asked: "Your heart is safe with me."
“ Yeah? Safe with you, huh? ” Elio replied, but there was a small smile on his face as he looked up at Don. He then ducked his head to hide the blush slowly rising to his cheeks that he didn’t want the other to see. “ Yours is safe with me too, you know. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. ”