#divineinfxction

[awxkeandunxfraid-blog]

alone together // closed

With slouched shoulders, Micah trudged his way over to the angel. “Are you almost done with your work now?” he inquired, a pout evident on his lips. Before he could receive an answer, he whined obnoxiously and let himself go limp, leaning against the other. “Pay attention to me! It’s boring when you work!”

[twinmills]

Chemical had gained a new little quirk with the reduction to his OCD medication. Every time he spoke, once he finished his sentence, he'd tilt his head and click his tongue three times exactly, each time identical to the last. He didn't even seem to notice he was doing it. His head always tilted in the opposite direction, going side to side slightly.

Zander had started to notice the little ticks Chemical would have after speaking, only becoming worrying to him when it hadn’t stopped in over a week. He didn’t want to acknowledge it, in case it was just something he’d missed before, but the more he thought about it, the more recent he realized it was since it had started. “Chem?” he asked carefully. “Are you okay?”

[inscmnolence]

[text: UNKNOWN NUMBER] I've had such a shitty day, and my dog just escaped my house (((:

[ Text: Unknown ]: Your dog escaped? Man, that must suck 

[ Text: Unknown ]: What color is your dog? Type? Maybe I can help

[ Text: Unknown ]: I have no fucking clue who you are but lost dogs are not a subject i can pass up on

[eyestellxlies-blog]

“They were flirting with you.” (chem has been abandoned a LOT so he's always nervous about other people's intentions with Rob oopsies)

“Huh, they were?” Rob was confused. Nobody ever flirted with them. Ever. Their eyebrows furrowed and they glanced back over their shoulder to look at them again. They looked back down at their hands and smiled to themselves. That made them feel really good about themselves. “Wow...” They reached over and grabbed Chem’s hand so he wouldn’t get the wrong idea about the way they were reacting. “I’m just really flattered. I don’t get flirted with that often. Please, don’t get worried or anything.”

[eyestellxlies-blog]

@divineinfxction

He could hear the music starting up on stage, and the roar of the crowd calling them in. Rob had been pacing around as he usually did directly before shows, getting himself in the right state of mind for his performance. He heard the drums being pounded, his cue to storm on stage and grab the mic. He stared down the crowd intensely before jumping right into the first lyrics of the song, his eyes squeezed shut as he belted into the microphone. 

About halfway through the song, he opened his eyes and looked over the crowd, eyes flickering over the concert-goers at the barriers as he stalked across the stage. Then, he stopped. The music kept going around him, but he stopped singing, eyes locking onto a boy in front of him. Luckily, the crowd was singing along, and his guitarist had picked up the words to keep them going, but he just couldn’t shake the... the spark he’d felt. It was like the world had stopped and everything was just muffled noise in the background. However, suddenly he felt their bassist bump him, reminding him that he had to start singing again at some point. Swallowing down nervously, Rob shakily returned to the song, turning his back on the man and forced himself not to look in his direction. The show had to go on. 

A few songs later, and Robert was quite the mess. He’d kept messing up lyrics, trailing off, and stumbling around. Eventually, he was fed up, and had to do something about this boy who kept drawing him in. At the end of their fifth song, he gave their bassist a quick explanation of what was happening and then crawled over towards the front of the stage. He grabbed the attention of a security guard and pointed the boy out, telling them to bring that person side stage. He smiled sweetly at them, and then patted the guard on the shoulder before resuming the show, beginning to talk to the crowd as he usually would at this point in the show. He made up some story about being sick and on cough medicine to explain his little mess ups. 

[twinmills]

Chemical huffed, slowly crawling up onto Zander's lap, curling around him slowly with a low purr. He was trying to leech warmth; he was still wrapped up in all of his knit clothing that he seemingly had to wear once it started getting cold, his wings shuddering slightly.

Zander looked down at Chemical, laughing softly as he crawled ever so lightly into his lap. It was such an adorable thing in Zan’s eyes, his hands moving to run his fingers through the other’s hair gently. “You’re so cute,” he commented, shifting a bit so that he was comfortable. “It’s not that cold though, Chem.”

[burntbreadpeeta]

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[kingdroomer]

“How do I know you’re real?” (pls no actual hospital part though, Chem would flip and they wouldn't be able to keep him in anyway)

divineinfxction

“Because it’s me, Chem, I’m here with you and I’m not going any where” James spoke quietly as he glanced up at the other, slowly taking a step towards him. “Look.. I can touch you” He murmured as he took hold of Chemical’s hand and squeezed it softly.