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[ambitionwon]

❝ How’d I end up lying naked with you? ❞ from @musicnmeme​

leif is fairly prideful of his ability to keep his cool, even when he should be absolutely freaking out. in fact, it's something he's worked very hard to achieve and something that he's not always been able to do, but in this instance? he would say that freaking out is a very LIGHT term for the millions of thoughts bouncing around in his head, as eyes are glued to the ceiling above him, unwilling to move, lest he be reminded of exactly where he is. because that is a VERY good question, miss clarke. ( how did they end up here ?? he so wishes he had a more solid grasp on the answer to that )  ❝ i, uh -  ❞ a dry swallow, eyes finally flitting over next to him.  ❝ did we really -  ❞ tongue darts out to lick dry lips, mostly to buy himself time, words not willing to form in his throat.  ❝ y’know? ❞

[whatscanon-arch]

@musicnmeme​  :      ❛❛ I took your hoodie and I’m not giving it back. ❜❜

         “   that is theft, and if you didn’t look so cute in it, i just might press charges.  ”

[metanoiahsarc]

          the  words  don't  process  in  his  mind  nearly  as  fast  as  he's  hearing  them.     because  why  would  zoey  clarke  ask  him  to  sing  for  her ?     wouldn't  her  powers  make  her  want  to  run  away  from  impromptu  performances ?     eyebrows  knit  together  in  confusion  as  he  slides  slightly  away  from  her  on  the  couch.               "        zoey  clarke  wants  me  to  sing  for  her ?        "               his  body  shifts     &     twists  in  her  direction     ,     smirk  appearing  on  his  features.             "        don't  you  have  enough  of  that  going  on  in  there ?        "             he  questions  in  a  teasing  tone     ,     giving  off  a  shrug.     smirk  transitions  into  a  gentle  smile  in  a  matter  of  seconds     ,     eyes  sparkling  with  a  glimmer  of  hope.              "        i  guess  i  could  whip  something  up  for  you.      care  to  pick  your  poison ?        "                  /                @musicnmeme​​     ,     “        sing something for me ?        ”     (   for max   )     ,     no  longer  accepting        !

[etgramen]

[ @musicnmeme​ ] liked for a starter!

    This.... girl had been staring at him across the room for about 3, 4 minutes now ?  At least, that’s when he noticed .  he was just trying to get his caffeine fix before setting out ,  he didn’t need the STARES of humans .  his medallion trembled ever so softly against his chest ,  arms coming to cross over his chest as he watched a few moments longer before finally splaying his hand out in a ‘ What ? ‘  gesture.

[ambitionwon]

@musicnmeme​ asked: drunk kiss drabble

he’s not gonna pretend that he’s anywhere near the illusion of sober. he’s not gonna pretend that drinking the drink that tobin handed him and called ‘the just fuck me up’ didn’t, in fact, fuck him up. his head feels... clearly fucked-up. there’s a sense of clarity around the edges, but the center is blurry as shit. he doesn’t know how he ended up talking to zoey for an hour ( or how she’d put up with him for an hour ) but he had started talking and she didn’t walk away and then they were sitting down at a table and their chairs had started to migrate around the edge with every drunken thought that passes through their lips with obnoxious giggles and sudden realizations that maybe they have a lot more in common than they like to think.

he’s not sure when his eyes started focusing on her lips instead of the words coming out of them or when his heartbeat had risen to the point that he can hear it now in his ears as he draws in a deep breath and tries to focus in on the words joining with the sound of loud music in the shitty bar that tobin had suggested for team bonding, but he’s sure now that he can’t focus on the words coming out of her mouth, just the way her lips move and how soft they look and how bad of an idea it would be to lean in and capture them with his own, no matter how much he suddenly wants to ( and where did that come from, anyways? ). 

zoey’s stopped talking and is looking at him expectantly when he blinks his eyes and manages to look into her own, curiosity peaking behind them and he really shouldn’t do this. something in his brain blurs the ‘n’t’ right off that shouldn’t and turns it into should as he leans forward and brings his hand to her neck, hungry lips finding themselves against surprisingly equally hungry lips. he certainly did not expect her to kiss back. he had been expecting to be pushed away, to be reprimanded, to be reminded that this is a bad idea. but as zoey’s lips push against his, hand grabbing his tie and pulling him closer, he thinks it’s a pretty damn good bad idea. 

[ambitionwon]

@musicnmeme asked: jealous kiss drabble

he’s not jealous. he’s not jealous. he has absolutely no reason to be jealous, so he’s not jealous. except this is the third date in a row she’s cancelled on him and he really can’t stop himself from thinking he’s done something wrong as he watches her talk to max across the bullpen. he knows he has no reason to be jealous, max is just going through a tough time and zoey is his best friend and she has every right  to be there for him, but that doesn’t stop the swirl of dread and anxiety building in his stomach as he packs up his laptop and swings his backpack onto his shoulders, turning around to see zoey heading towards him, hoping he doesn’t look as mopey as he feels. 

❝ hey, ❞ an apologetic smile rests on her lips as she approaches, hands reaching down to grab his and looking up with a frown when she notices that he can’t quite wipe the worry off his face.  ❝ i’m just grabbing my stuff and we’re heading out. you’re still free to come with. ❞

❝ i’m fine, zoey.” he punctuates it by dropping her hand to send an awkward wave to max over her shoulder, sympathetic smile drawing on his lips before he brings his eyes down to her own soft ones, doing his best to force the tension out of his shoulders.  ❝ really. i get it. i don’t... like it, but i get it. ❞

she smiles and presses her toes up to kiss his cheek, thumb drawing across the bottom of his jaw and lingering before she starts to pull away. he catches her jaw instead, leaning in for a real kiss that he tries to pack with everything he doesn’t really wanna say. ‘i miss you. i love you. i’d really like to see you outside of the walls of sprqpoint.’ 

he pulls away hesitantly, letting his hand drop with a bittersweet smile.  ❝ i’ll be home whenever you’re done, if you wanna swing by. ❞

[forgttntime]

@musicnmeme​ — INBOX

“ you seem upset about something. ”

                           — Honestly he had been doing nothing at all except reading a book in a cafe. One by an Amelia Williams, if they paid attention to the front of it for long enough. It was just a quiet day for him. As much as he loved to constantly be moving and running and going non-stop- he needed these moments. Not full days, because that would get boring fast. But these moments. Small moments where he could catch his breath. He wasn't expecting anything to happen.

                  ❝     I uh- W,what? How do I seem upset?    ❞

                            Watching as the woman sat down across from her, he looked a little confused, smiling. He liked strange, and this was strange. He may have been bad at talking to people, but that didn't mean he didn't like it. Closing his book and setting it face down on the table, he adjusted how he was sitting, back straightening up a bit as his elbows leaned on the edge of the table.

                  ❝     Granted I read the same paragraph about 5 times because the kid over there keeps trying to drum out a song that I can't quite remember. Not upset though. Do you usually stop people because they look a bit down?    ❞