Jacob had been getting better. Not that Dewey ever considered him ‘bad’ — for a guy who never sucked a dick before, he thought the other did a fine job. But as their relationship went on, and as they got intimate more and more, Jake was starting to get comfortable and even confident in his actions. And that afternoon, the athlete gave his best performance yet. They were a bit strapped for time;- Cat was supposed to babysit for the evening. But something came up, and she said she had to cut the outing a bit short. But truthfully, with the way those plump lips were sliding along his length, he was struggling not to cut things short over there.
Hands reached forward, gripping at the sides of his lover’s face. He took a short moment to caress the stubbly skin there with his thumbs before pulling him up into a kiss. He didn’t want to come, not so quick. They still had a good twenty minutes before Cat would be in the area, and this was the first time they were able to have some alone time since Jake got there. He was gonna soak this in as much as he could, and he started by savoring that kiss. His tongue darted out past the other pair of lips, dancing against his boyfriend’s until they both needed to come up for air.
@trafficvision/@anenamoredmind sent: 💕 - Brando from THIS meme. (3 of 5)
A strange, almost confused expression overtook his features at the question. It wasn’t usually a holiday that interested him in the slightest. The last time he spent it around anther actual person was when he was nine years old, and he barely liked people at all by that point, definitely not enough to engage in something as silly as Valentine’s Day. But of course, he always liked Brando. He did a whole lot more than like him at that point - and possibly even back there, but he was still learning how to process those sort of emotions. But this was just another part of being normal, of being a ‘couple’. And that thought likely caused him to react more than the question itself. The edges of his lips twisted upwards the slightest bit. The smile was faint, but on the usually expressionless face, it said all it needed.
His answer was a simple nod, but long arms were quick to found their way around his best friend’s frame. He hugged him close, face buried into the crook of his neck as he practically wrapped himself around the shorter male. He was still learning how to express himself more, but when those newer feelings began to feel almost overwhelming to him, he did his very best to show how he felt. And he only hoped the embrace conveyed just how devoted he was to Brando.
( + BONUS )
Michael had been looking out the window, watching the people who passed by— and making sure they actually passed by. He was watching Enzo; Brando was right there asleep on the couch, but Michael still took on the responsibility as if he weren’t there. But the task was a simple one. Enzo wasn’t a fussy kid, especially when it came to Michael, and Brando laid out a bunch of craft supplies for the child (and occasionally, the adult-child watching him) before he fell out. But he thought he heard something. It could have just been the old architecture of the house, but he still felt the need to investigate. And to continue to investigate for the next half-hour. However, his attention was diverted from the window when he felt a small hand tugging at the leg of his suit. He looked down to find Enzo, his hands and face speckled with marker as held up a card to the killer. It was folded unevenly, not much of it was actually intelligible besides the stick figure drawings (for the most part).
But none of that mattered to Michael in the slightest. One look at his surroundings would tell anyone that his life was anything but superficial. Enzo was like a son to him, like the little brother he never had. He’d guard the kid no different from how he would his father, hence why he was on such high alert. He looked over the card for another moment before his eyes found the young pair once more. He took his mask off, allowing him to see the faint smile sitting across his lips. He thought about offering him a chance to wear his mask, but he wasn’t that ready to part with it for the night. So instead, he did the next best thing. He went over to a closet and opened it up. Inside sat a box of his old things he found when he first went rummaging through the basement. He pulled out a clown mask, one he wore as a child. It wasn’t *the* mask, but it looked similar. Michael liked clowns when he were a kid - they creeped him out a little, but that was part of his intrigue.
But Enzo didn’t have that fear, though. Only the intrigue. That was why he wouldn’t rather anyone else to have one of the same masks he’d worn, back when he was just a couple years older than the child in front of him was. He looked to the mask, wiping it of any dust before he offered it to Enzo to keep. “Here.”
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Ty was bit thrown off by the question a bit. Valentine’s was never something they bothered with too extremely. For most of their relationship they were just friends, and for any year that follows… it just wasn’t a priority for the two. They showed each other they loved each other in ways that went beyond one day of the year. Ty could remember the day they met, the day they first kissed — hell, even the day he cheated on him. Whether they were good or bad, there were much more important dates to do something special on aside from a random day in February. But that year was a bit different. A lot happened, both with the intentions strengthen their relationship as well as kill it completely. But they were still standing, and possibly closer than they ever were. If not, it was no different from when the two were high schoolers, practically glued to each other’s side. Adam could’ve been with anyone he wanted, but he chose to be with him. Even Ty questioned the choice, but the very least in return he could do was try not to be a shitty boyfriend; give him a reason to want to stay.
So he actually had a a plan or two in the works, but he was waiting on the final confirmation to bring them up to Adam. And while the gesture wasn’t exactly a normal one, it wasn’t one that fully surprised Ty. They weren’t just boyfriend but they were best friends, soulmates basically. They could finish each other’s thoughts, and even start them if they were both high enough. As vastly different as they could be in some areas, simple gestures like those were what reenforced the fact that they were both supposed to be there, together. “I thought I was kind of locked into that spot. But to confirm, hell yeah.” He responded with a nod of his head, an arm reaching around Adam’s frame in order to hold him close. He pressed a kiss to the top of his head before he decided to drop the news. “I don’t wanna get your hopes up too high just yet, cause nothing’s confirmed. But I am trying to have something big planned. If you think you could take the next few days off work.”
It was the first Valentine’s Day they’d be passing as a couple. Also, the first they would be passing since they both nearly got filleted by one of Jake’s friends. The past year had been a bit of a rollercoaster for the pair, finding each other and finding a whole lot of drama in the process. But their world seemed to finally be healing over, things were going back to normal - or actually, into a new sort of ‘normal’. Whatever was thrown the couple’s way, they were strong enough to handle it. That year was all the proof they needed.
There were still a few days before the actual holiday. There had been no discussions about being each other’s ‘valentines’, but he assumed if they were doing anything that it’d be together. Still, that didn’t make what Jake did any less sweet. He was just finishing the last of the dishes, turning to dry his hands when he was (just a little) spooked by his lover standing behind him. But before he was able to properly react, he was met by another little surprise. He took the box in his hands; it was a standard heart-shaped box of chocolates, one he suspected Jake got when they all went grocery shopping before.
Still, the gesture alone was enough to have him melting in the athlete’s hands. He held the box to his chest and leaned in to peck his boyfriend’s cheek. “Of course. I wouldn’t wanna share this with anybody else.” He confirmed, holding he box up once more. “..Just… don’t tell Cami I said that. I’m sure she’d have both our heads on a platter.” He teased before closing the space between them once more, this time with a kiss to the lips. “You’re adorable.”
Dewey could tell Jake was already deep in thought when the question was asked. The week had been a rough one on them both, the news of their relationship still reverberating across the town. In an attempt to calm any worries he had, he leaned over to the other side of the bed where Jake kissed him deeply. He pulled back slightly after about a minute, his thumb reaching up to lightly caress the scar that sat below his lip. “More than I can put into words. And I’ll do whatever it takes to try and prove it to you.”
CONTACT NAME: Jake 💞
CONTACT PHOTO: [image]
RINGTONE: One of the default ringtones, but ofc one nobody else has. If not that, I can totally see Jake changing it to something he sees more fitting
LAST MESSAGE(S):
- ❝ Off the highway, just another 1015 minutes my love. ❞
SEND ME A SHIP AND I’LL TELL YOU… for Jake and Dewey
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Who’s the cuddler? Dewey. I mean, really they both are, but if I had to pick one who initiates it more it’d probably be Dewey.
Who makes the bed? Either. Jake’s usually out of bed last so he’s more likely do it but it really depends on who thinks to do it first.
Who wakes up first? Dewey.
Who has the weird taste in music? Hmm. Tbh they might both think their music tastes are a little weird just because of the age difference, but maybe Jake. Dewey listens to mostly rock and hip hop, older music (80’s/90’s, probably some 2000’s). He’ll really listen to whatever’s on the radio but if he has to opportunity to pick something out it’d likely be something from around there. Probably nothing that’d really be considered ‘weird’ though.
Who is more protective? Dewey. They’re both extremely protective over each other but Dewey inches him out a ittle.
Who sings in the shower? Jake. Cami makes fun of him and Dewey has to tell her that’s not nice to do (he thinks he has a lovely voice though).
Who cries during movies? This one could go either way tbh, they’re both kind of big softies. Find the right kind of movie and they both would probably. But Dewey would probably be more likely to.
Who spends the most while out shopping? Another one I could see going either way tbh.
Who kisses more roughly? Jake, but Dewey can usually keep up.
Who is more dominant? Dewey overall, I’d say.
My rating of the ship from 10-10: 10
[HEADCANON] dewey goes to jake’s games and jake is so shamelessly happy to see him that no one else’s reaction matters.
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Oh for sure. Every game he can make, he’s there. It’s not too close to Woodsboro that he has to worry about too many people seeing him so he really doesn’t have a problem going that way to see him. He’d probably make a night out of it, getting a hotel room near the university so that he doesn’t have to drive back (and to invite him to after to celebrate the victory/console him over the loss).
