#thread(asriel)

[complacentend]

“Hi, I’ve been subtle at hinting that I want your attention all day and you haven’t noticed once and now I’m pissed.” Al -> Riel

He'd been engrossed in one of his favored activities; lounging in the common rooms feigning intense book reading in order to listen in on conversations happening around him when he'd felt the burn of a thousands suns pour into the back of his head.. and the little flick of a finger against his skull moments later.

Tossing it to the wayside, he spun around and faced the other blond with a sharp grin.

"Dearest you should know I'm not the subtle type!" he folded his hands. "You've all my attention now.. whatever will you do with it?"

[complacentend]

“I’m not in love, I just wanna be touched.” Al -> Riel

"Not a lot of people know what that word even means. I'm not arrogant enough to think I do either. Not yet anyways." He moved closer to the wall and pat the bed next to him. "Come on, plenty of room for a scrawny little darling like you."

[complacentend]

“You don’t have to be so up yourself all the time.” Ethan -> Riel

"Oh? Why, are you offering to be up me instead, darling? I'll be honest, I didn't figure you to be a top. You strike me very much as a power bottom. But hey, I learn something new every day~"

[complacentend]

"I'm startin' t'think some of ya'll are actually fuckin gay..." He says watching C and A trading friendship bracelets they made in class.

"My brother in Christ, accessorizing isn't gay. You know what kinda is gay though? Getting naked and showering in the same room as a bunch of other dudes.. and you and your super heterosexual bestie do that all the time so I mean. H, bud, the closet door is made of glass at this point."

He holds his hands up, green bracelet dangling and forms a square with them through which he stares at the domineering teenager. "Besides, I don't think green would really be your color. You strike me as a moron- I mean maroon kind of guy~"

[complacentend]

"How's about you and I have a sleep over~" C trilled, leaning in with an unnervingly excited light in his eyes. His body is dripping with rain water as he just climbed in from a window left open and unguarded. "We can tell ghost stories and braid each other's hair, practice making out and keep it between us for the rest of our lives~"

"If I had a nickel for every time a boy was unexpectedly sopping wet in my bedroom, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it's happened twice."

A tossed an old towel to the puddle at the other's feet and sat up on his bed, abandoning the book he'd suddenly lost interest in.

"I'm interested in three of those things. You'll have to figure out which ones. It's a fun sleepover game."