ty: if you’re lucky enough, all your internal organs will spend their entire lifespan in total darkness.
kit: not if i eat this glow stick!
julian, snatching the glow stick out of kit’s hand: new rule, no glow sticks allowed

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ty: if you’re lucky enough, all your internal organs will spend their entire lifespan in total darkness.
kit: not if i eat this glow stick!
julian, snatching the glow stick out of kit’s hand: new rule, no glow sticks allowed
Kit: So, what’s your type?
Ty: Wait a minute
*texts Julian*
Ty: Ok, AB positive
Kit: ...
Kit: what?
Ty: you meant blood type didn’t you?
Imagine Ty making the first move on the Kitty’s angry first kiss.
...
You may continue with your day now.
Me to my otp
kit and ty's first date
Ty looked more beautiful than Kit had ever seen.
Knowing that Ty actually shared even the remotest of feelings with Kit made his heart do triple somersaults rather the the usual leap.
Though the rest of him was as usual breathe taking, Kit’s eyes couldn’t help but stare at Ty’s bare shoulders. Where were his headphones? It was like seeing him naked… well not quite, Kit blushed, that might have been a little more exciting..
Kit could no longer help his curiosity.
“Ty, where are your headphones?” slipped from his mouth and he cursed himself for not complimenting him. This was a first date wasn’t it? “Y-you look g-great by the way!” he stuttered.
“Thanks.” Ty said and a way too obvious red spread across his cheeks due to his unfortunate paleness. Kit didn’t think it was unfortunate, just bad luck when it came to blushing.
Wait, Ty was blushing? Was that good or bad?
“And about the headphones.” Ty said, his eyes trailing along the ground below Kit’s feet, hands tapping up and down the fabric of his black jeans. His mouth quirked up a bit, Kit thought, or maybe he had just imagined it.
“I don’t need them.”
kit: zara’s being a bitch again
kit: i think she’s homophobic
ty: i mean, probably, but we’re not gay?
kit: we aren’t?!
ty: i don’t cry over useless things.
kit: yesterday you cried over a snake.
ty: because they don’t have legs :((
kit: this plan seems complicated
ty: okay, to be fair, you once said that about oranges
kit: they don’t make any sense! apples, you eat their clothes, but oranges, you don’t?!