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sarcastic-guardian replied to your post: what the..

oh! h-hi!

uh hey

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what the..

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sarcastic-guardian:

I wanted to know if you were busy  tonight

an’ if you’d like to go out for dinner.

im not busy no just watching the figure skating gays i was just gonna sulk and play sims after but alright

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@sarcastic-guardian bradley can we talk a bit

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@sarcastic-guardian shhshsssh

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sarcastic-guardian reblogged your post ““But I want to hear you sing.””

You listen to him sing, leaning back against the couch with a soft smile on your face. His voice his beautiful, you love hearing it. but the tears in his eyes made your smile soften, and when hes finished you are up and coming to his arms, kissing his forehead and holding him to your chest

“Babe..” you pet his hair gently “its aight to cry.. I’m.. learnin’ that. its aight.”

You laugh shakily, brushing off the wave of emotion that had threatened to come over you, but you don’t physically pull away from him when he pulls you close. If anything, you settle into his hold, eyes closing as you sighed, one hand coming up to give his arm a small squeeze. You weren’t his Dave, and he wasn’t your Bro, but he was here for you now, and you were there for him. The least you could do is not push him away when he offers you comfort.

“...Nah, it’s okay,” you murmur quietly after a while. “I’m done crying. It just happens once in a while.”

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sarcastic-guardian: Whatcha doin?

its skincare day then later i gotta go meet a guy about some ropework B)

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yes?