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       ”won’t tell a soul, babe. — well Caspian, i’m Nate.”

      “the names Caspian. –– don’t mention this horrific mark ever.”

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then get over here and do it

God you’re so cute I want to kiss you

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       With Nate only being offered a small shift tonight, he decided that after work, he’d take the adorable route in surprising his boyfriend with a late night visit. This wasn’t the first time Nate’s popped over with no warning whatsoever; it was more so probably the one million and eighth time, so, with familiar protocol, a bunch of movies in his hand and a bag of food in the other, he briskly swung the door open. A beaming pearly white smile perched on his features, only for it to drop, along with his content on the floor beneath his feet seconds later. What the hell did he just walk in on?

                           ”I ——— Oh my god.”

       Even with the desire to flee from the horrific scenario; he couldn’t. He was paralysed.

       Really, Braxton is nothing short of calculated, each and every move and detail planned down to the finest detail. It’s simply how he’s manage to evade the police for so long! Rather odd that tonight was purely one impulsive decision made after another. Possibly explains how he’s come to find himself in such a m e s s y situation, knife in one hand, a body on the floor and his boyfriend standing in the doorway!

                           ”————————- I can explain!” 

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because of my short term absence, i may be dropping a few threads in my drafts; please don’t get upset, the people who are in the threads i’m dropping, i /will/ be making starters for them tomorrow. But I just feel like some of yous waited too long and the verses have moved on far from that point. So yes, replying to some threads, dropping others and making new ones. Xx

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: text + querido

nate: but eating :( i don't want you to starve.

kiko: can i eat naked ?

nate: but i'm not there..

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[ sucks dick ]

aceeeeee.

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text @ { random babes I like to roleplay with }

Nicholas: hi

Nicholas: I want a hug

Nicholas: not bc I need one

Nicholas: but just bc I want one

Nate: hi

Nate: are you implying you want one from me?

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I JUST. SHHHH PLS OMG LOLOLOL

i was telling kendall that my aunty is in crocodile dundee and she thought it was a swamp inhabited by crocodiles oh m y god

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mm, come here then babe

damn, alright.

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ayynate

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smelly

suck my dick

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to do list:

+ edit nate's relationship page tomorrow.

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            Undeniably, Nate has realised for the past week or so, he's been nothing but extremely busy with work and there had absolutely been no time whatsoever for his dearest Harry. It wasn't that he planned all the work load he received; it was all merely thrown at him, causing him to practically be stuck to his work desk for days on end. However, now that it was the weekend, he was able to finally relax and treat Harry to something nice, something romantic and something sweet. Perhaps this wasn't the most appropriate day, but, he wanted to show his boyfriend how much he appreciated him nonetheless. "Uh --" Slipping his tongue out, he mindlessly rolled it over his bottom lip and expelled a hum. "They're.. -- They're not for my mum. They're actually... For.." Jesus, Nate. Get a grip. "They're.. For you! -- Uh, yes, they're for you."

          When Harry was a lot younger than he was now, back home in London, Mothers day was quite literally one of the most important days in his house. He would get up nice and early, a lot earlier than his mother, prepare breakfast for her in bed and spend the day with her —- wanting to make her feel, well, special. Now it was nothing due to the fact that he didn’t have his parents in his life, felt absolutely no need whatsoever to even think too much about it as he pushed himself up out of bed and made his way to the kitchen. Harry always needed his morning tea, despite the fact that he was glancing around through half-lidded eyes. When he took sight of the boy before him, the boy that had been so unbelievably busy, he smiled sleepily. “Morning, baby —— What ya got there?” He knew that Nate was very much a family man, though the presents in the basket seemed a little… odd. “…Is that for your mum? I dunno if she’d like that watch, it’s a bit manly, innit?”

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omg what'd you get him?

ayynate just wait till he sees the birthday present i got him