[3blush]

[tiredjoao]

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[williamweatherbee-blog]

William smiled dopily up at Edward, cradling his quarters to his chest. There was nothing like a sweet pet name to get William compliant. “Yeah, you’re right. I’ll need to do laundry again soon…,” he trailed off, dropping the sock into the basket on top of all the folded clothes. “Mmm, maybe lime. They have those right?” William asked, looping one arm over the side of Edward’s shoulder quickly so he could drop a small kiss halfway over his mouth. As soon as he did it, he realized it felt more serious than their casual relationship and dropped back down flat on his feet. “Thanks for coming. And folding,” William cleared his throat. Usually he was good about keeping the affection strictly to when they were actually hooking up. Kisses stayed casual when they were only a means to another end. But when they were like this.. kisses just for the sake of kisses, they meant more. He hoped Edward didn’t read too much into it. “Here, you’ve done more than enough today. I’ll carry my own things,” he told Edward, holding out his hands for the basket. 

[edwarddarcy-blog1]

“Think so. I also think you’re the only person I know who likes lime,” Edward told him, his tone light and teasing. Edward’s eyebrows only raised for a second during William’s kiss. His eyes then drooped as he watched William’s lips pull away. Everything in him wanted to chase the kiss; to kiss William full on in the middle of the laundromat. But he knew what that could do, what it could reveal, so he just stared longingly, wishing things were different. “Anytime,” Edward smiled softly, eyes flitting up from William’s lips. Before he could talk himself out of it, Edward pressed his lips against William’s forehead, then stepped back. “I’ve got it,” he said as he pulled the basket closer to him. “You’ve got to carry all the tattoos and ring pops.”

[williamweatherbee-blog]

“Leave me alone. I like it. Y’know when I like it even more, though? When you put it in a coconut and mix it all up,” William told him solemnly, resisting the urge to break out into song. William sucked in a quick, surprised breath when Edward kissed his forehead. His eyes fluttered shut on their own accord and he relished in the fleeting moment. His open, waiting hands stayed delayed in the air for a few more moments as his brain processed what Edward said before finally dropping back down by his sides. “Yeah,” he said, voice quiet. “Uh, yeah. I mean... I’m not going to fight you on it. If you want to do all the heavy lifting, I’ll be more than happy to just watch,” he teased, thankful he was able to laugh again and shake himself out of the pining moment. “Here, lets go get our treats.” William turned and walked to the little area next to the front door, bending down to examine the offerings. 

[williamweatherbee-blog]

William smiled dopily up at Edward, cradling his quarters to his chest. There was nothing like a sweet pet name to get William compliant. “Yeah, you’re right. I’ll need to do laundry again soon...,” he trailed off, dropping the sock into the basket on top of all the folded clothes. “Mmm, maybe lime. They have those right?” William asked, looping one arm over the side of Edward’s shoulder quickly so he could drop a small kiss halfway over his mouth. As soon as he did it, he realized it felt more serious than their casual relationship and dropped back down flat on his feet. “Thanks for coming. And folding,” William cleared his throat. Usually he was good about keeping the affection strictly to when they were actually hooking up. Kisses stayed casual when they were only a means to another end. But when they were like this.. kisses just for the sake of kisses, they meant more. He hoped Edward didn’t read too much into it. “Here, you’ve done more than enough today. I’ll carry my own things,” he told Edward, holding out his hands for the basket. 

[williamweatherbee-blog]

“It’s the only game I know that involves quarters,” William explained gloomily, gesturing to the tube sock full of quarters next to him. “And I bring so many.” He finally hopped down to the ground and made his way over to the basket to help Edward with his own laundry. “That’s why I like you so much, y’know. Not many people can find themselves a man to play quarters with in a sketchy laundromat,” he smiled at Edward as he pulled a handful of clothes out of the basket to fold messily. “After we’re done, you can get a handful of that runts candy or a temporary tattoo, my treat. I’ve got loads of quarters left and they have those little dispensers up front.” 

[edwarddarcy-blog1]

“That’s why, huh?” Edward hummed, his hands folding a pair of briefs. They were definitely his own but he piled them on top of William’s pairs anyway. Edward watched William fold for a few seconds before intervening. Whatever William put down, Edward refolded quickly, hoping William wouldn’t notice or get offended. “Oh, a temp tattoo. Guess I can put it on this arm, yeah?” he nodded towards his bare arm. “Let’s get matching ones. That’d be sick.” 

[williamweatherbee-blog]

“Mhmm,” William nodded sweetly, eyeing Edward’s work. The basket was nearly empty by that point so William gave up on folding anything substantial and focused on purposely grouping mismatching socks. “Wait, yes. Can we really do that? We’re doing it,” William laughed, turning to grab his sock full of quarters. “So... I say we spend my whole sock on tattoos to give you a sleeve for this one,” he said, briefly grabbing the arm Edward pointed out. “And me some matching ones. And a ring pop. I would die for a ring pop.” 

[williamweatherbee-blog]

“It’s the only game I know that involves quarters,” William explained gloomily, gesturing to the tube sock full of quarters next to him. “And I bring so many.” He finally hopped down to the ground and made his way over to the basket to help Edward with his own laundry. “That’s why I like you so much, y’know. Not many people can find themselves a man to play quarters with in a sketchy laundromat,” he smiled at Edward as he pulled a handful of clothes out of the basket to fold messily. “After we’re done, you can get a handful of that runts candy or a temporary tattoo, my treat. I’ve got loads of quarters left and they have those little dispensers up front.” 

[williamweatherbee-blog]

William sat cross legged on top of the machine, elbows on his knees and his chin in his palm, watching the person across from him. “Thanks for coming with me,” he said again before letting out a breath long enough to try and move the fringe from his eyelashes. “I’m usually pretty bored here by myself. Sometimes I try to make friends, but nobody’s really interested when doing their laundry. ‘m not sure why.” 

[edwarddarcy-blog1]

“No problem,” Edward smiled before picking up a basket of freshly washed laundry. “I’m a big fan of folding,” he said, placing the basket on top of table that was across from the machine. “Their loss. Maybe they’re not sure how to start a conversation in a laundromat. I mean, what do you even say besides “Hi”? “Washing your underwear today?”,” Edward made a face, hands busy folding one of William’s shirts. “I guess if they respond to that, though, then they’re good company.”

[williamweatherbee-blog]

William scooted closer to the edge and let his legs hang over, making it look as if he was about to hop down and help fold his own laundry. But he stayed where he was and shrugged. “I asked this guy once if he wanted to play that game where you hit each others knuckles with quarters,” he sulked. “He rejected me.” William eyed the basket in front of Edward and shrugged. “You know, I bet you’ll find some of your own clothes in there. I guess it’s good you decided to come with me.” 

[williamweatherbee-blog]

William sat cross legged on top of the machine, elbows on his knees and his chin in his palm, watching the person across from him. “Thanks for coming with me,” he said again before letting out a breath long enough to try and move the fringe from his eyelashes. “I’m usually pretty bored here by myself. Sometimes I try to make friends, but nobody’s really interested when doing their laundry. ‘m not sure why.” 

[bluepassions]

[weatherbeesky-deactivated202011]

“I don’t understand the whole ‘cold brew’ hype,” Sky frowned, squinting up at the coffee shop’s menu. “Like, I feel like people don’t even really like it? They just get it because it’s ‘in’,” she quoted the air. “I kinda wanna try one, though…”

[williamweatherbee-blog]

William let out an incredibly extended breath of air before smacking his lips loudly. “Uhh, yeah. Can you order me an apple juice? It’s not on the menu, but sometimes they have some back there. I’ve tried before,” he told his twin sister.

[williamweatherbee-blog]

William rolled his eyes and looked around him for the nearest thing available to throw at Edward. When he came up short, he just scoffed loudly. “I was trying to be all sweet to you, but fine,” he laughed. “Write your nasty songs, but don’t get yourself too excited over there.” William rolled up one of his sleeves and held his arm out. “Does it look like I’ve lost some of my tan already?” he asked with a pout. “Don’t remind me, please, I’m trying to stay ignorant to it all.” 

[sunbathe]

me citing a source: i said what i said

[williamweatherbee-blog]

William held his tea mug against his lips with his free hand, but didn’t drink any, too focused on Edward’s sudden bashfulness. “Well, if that look on your face is anything to go by, your song’s going to be as sweet as that title.” He set his mug back down and shrugged. “It was fine. Lots of reading and office work today. I missed the sunshine.” 

[edwarddarcy-blog1]

“Do you think ‘baby honey’ is a good name for a song?” Edward asked as he looked up from his journal. “It doesn’t sound clunky on the tongue, does it?” 

[williamweatherbee-blog]

William leant his head against his hand and watched Edward warmly. “No, I like it,” he said softly, smiling. “Double pet name, though. Whoa. Someone’s got you feeling some lovin’ way.” 

[edwarddarcy-blog1]

williamweatherbee:

“No jokes here, bucko. Only Smash Mouth stans,” William said, locking his phone to hide the fact that he’d once spent hours creating a playlist of songs to play around Edward to annoy him. “Pretty roomy, huh? You sound familiar,” he laughed and wiggled his eyebrows. “Bring all the boys there, do you?” William rolled down the window so that his hair would blow around in the wind, baring his teeth in a smile and ignoring the AC in the car. 

“I don’t know how you put up with the songs I write since they clearly don’t compare to this,” Edward gestured to the speakers. Edward laughed a bit and shook his head. “I would say ‘yes’ to sound cooler, but honestly I hang out in there when I feel nervous,” he admitted, clearing his throat. “You being there definitely will help with the nerves, though” 

[williamweatherbee-blog]

“It’s the singer,” William told him. “He’s pretty hot. Mr. Smashmouth does nothing for me.” He cooed and patted Edward’s thigh. “Poor baby. You’ve got nothing to be nervous about. You make every crowd you encounter fall in love with you. It’s a tough life being a heart throb, huh,” William teased, but shook his head. “I’ll hold your hand before the show, though.” 

[penetrieren]

sorry if it seems like i want attention i just want attention

[edwarddarcy-blog1]

williamweatherbee:

“Oh, wait, you’ll like this,” William smiled and took the offered cord. “I found this cool band.. super small and underground, but really good. Here, listen,” he said before clicking to start All Star. “Is there a backstage I’m invited to or is it just a store room for all their limes and olives? Either way, I expect the full groupie treatment with a little grope before the show,” he teased. 

Edward’s brows perked up in interest, but his expression quickly changed as the first few notes of the song played. “Very funny,” he muttered, trying to fight back a smile. “It’s just a storeroom, but it’s pretty roomy,” Edward glanced over at William, a smirk now on his face. “Little grope before the show,” he repeated with a nod. “You got it. Now I’m really looking forward to performing.” 

[williamweatherbee-blog]

“No jokes here, bucko. Only Smash Mouth stans,” William said, locking his phone to hide the fact that he’d once spent hours creating a playlist of songs to play around Edward to annoy him. “Pretty roomy, huh? You sound familiar,” he laughed and wiggled his eyebrows. “Bring all the boys there, do you?” William rolled down the window so that his hair would blow around in the wind, baring his teeth in a smile and ignoring the AC in the car. 

[kate-darcy]

“Don’t know why I thought taking a morning shift was a good idea. There’s no one here and yet the sun is shining and I’m stuck inside.” Kate sighed, cleaning the same glass for the tenth time that day.

[williamweatherbee-blog]

“I honestly didn’t even know this place existed in the daylight..,” William told her, looking around. “Do you serve coffee or tea? That’s what I’m in search of.”