#penchantfortrouble

[mccallofthewild]

"Shit man, I dunno. I was thinking of getting it from that bakery in town, the one near the 24-hour store. They had like, a huge double chocolate chip, ice cream cake abomination with a tiramisu layer. Work has been stressful for me and I really need a getaway and some comfort food. Aunt Amelia would disapprove, haha! Oh and uh, I'm bunking in on your couch for the weekend."

“I’ll let you do all of that. I’ll even buy our cake. But if you tell Sammy, I’ll make sure you regret it. I don’t want to get a lecture from my boy because he thinks I’m going to get fat on him.”

[mccallofthewild]

"Naw man, I mean, if I had regular coke and regular cake, now that's just killing myself. Jesus, your fridge is bare as fuck. Hasn't Sammy been feeding you?"

“You know Sammy’s into all that healthy shit. He brings me his cooking all the time. Thinking about that... Where are you planning on getting cake anyway?”

[mccallofthewild]

"Scotty! Hey, don't mind me crashing at your house. Where do you keep the diet soda? I need a diet soda so I could eat regular cake later. Do you even have diet soda?" Chris rambles into the phone.

Scott sighed heavily into the phone. “Chris, why would I have diet soda? Why would you need diet soda? You’re skinnier than Sammy is. Are you high right now?”

[mccallofthewild]

"It seemed like it was a good idea," Chris mumbles, letting Scott look over his knuckles. "How does Sammy even..? Like, how? You're na boulder, man. How."

Scott chuckled softly, looking at Chris with an arched brow. “Sammy likes it hard.” He answered with a playful smirk.

[mccallofthewild]

Instes of a poke, Chris decks Scott on the shoulder as a friendly greeting. He ended up with a painful fist though, and the punch probably barely hurt the alpha. "Heck.." Chris wheezes.

The punch did hurt, but it was quick to heal. Unlike Chris’ hand. “Yeah... that really seem like such a good idea now?” Scott teased, taking Chris’ hand in his own to look it over. 

[mccallofthewild]

"I love you. No homo though, bro," Chris grins.

[pumpkinwritesarchive-blog]

Family Don’t Always Mean Blood - feat. Chris Collins & Mahim Agassi

We’re the bastard kids no one wanted, but joke’s on them! Cuz I picked you and you picked me.

@penchantfortrouble