He realises he's staring, but he still can't bring himself to look up from Max's fucking—treasure trail, and Max isn't calling him out for it, isn't laughing, isn't saying a god damn thing, but—
He moves suddenly, shaking Punk from the daze he's in. Grabs his jacket, shoves his arm back in the sleeve, looking murderous, looking at the door, looking anywhere but at Punk.
“If you're too much of a fucking chicken to do what you said you would, I'll find someone who will. Won't be hard, everyone wants a piece of me—”
Punk's already across the room before he even realises he's moved. His hand grips Max's upper arm, and he can feel the latent strength of his biceps under his fingers. Muscles tensed, like he's ready for a fight, or ready to run.
Max could throw him off easily enough.
But he doesn't.
That has to mean something.
“I made a promise, right?” Punk says, and even to his own ears, his voice sounds different. Gravelly, quiet in the close proximity, his breath coming in a little too fast. “You're doing this with me or not at all.”
He doesn't mean to say it the way that he does. It comes out possessive, not that there's any other way it could be construed. It's something he thinks maybe he's always felt. That Max belongs to him, given Max all but moulded himself in Punk's image, quoting his every word like an understudy, but it's not a card he'd ever wanted to reveal.
And now it's out there, and he can't take it back, can't write it off as a joke when he sounds like this, voice thick with arousal. When they're this close, breathing each other's air. When he's hurt Max with his words before. And he expects a reaction of some kind, but Max's expression doesn't change when he hears it, like maybe he already knew it to be true.
Instead, all he says, with as much goading and daring as he can fit in to the words, is, “So do something, then.”
why i follow you: i enjoy the content you reblog but i also enjoy seeing how youre doing and being able to say smth if youre feeling down or congratulate you if smth good happened!
something good: found a cool pack of patterned paper at dollar tree that ive been using as backgrounds in my sketchbook. something good thats going to happen: im gonna see you!!
m gonna GET YOU >:3
patterned paper,,, how exciting!! whats ur fav pattern (besides pawprints :c)
✨ Do you have any nicknames?, 🧸 Favorite place to nap?, 🦋 Describe yourself in three words., 🧡 A color you can’t stand?
✨ mhmm! vesp, bnuy, kitty/kitten :3
🧸FAVORITE? god that's so hard bc i be napping all the time... i would say in the arms of a lover <3
🦋loyal, protective, compassionate (i hope!!)
🧡hm.. i don't know if there's a color i can't stand? i think all of them have some value ^_^
mutuals, send me a 💌 and ill tell you smth i love about you!
JUDE!!! where do i even start. one, i LOVE your art. u r so creative to me its wowowowow. i love watching your art style grow and develop it's really neat. it's also super neat to see you trying new things!! two, LOVE how bite-able u r. also love how much u bite me [chin hands] i just kinda love you a whole lot and love your presence and being with you and talking with you and sharing myself with you <3
🍫 Cheese or chocolate?, 🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?, 🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?
ask game
🍫 Cheese or chocolate?
cheese, definitely
🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?
oatmeal, i think!
🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?
hm... bees dance to communicate with one another!!!
