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fineliines‌ –––– ft. luna.

luna hadn’t really had that many relationships to begin with. it wasn’t that she didn’t attract people because she had, but she just never found anything that really LASTED. most of the people she’d been with had only really ever been interested in sex and nothing else. or she’d fallen for people who’s interests lied in other people or people who had been somehow involved with some of her friends. in other words, luna never seemed to win when it came to relationships and subsequently, despite her hopeless romantic ideologies, she’d GIVEN up on dating. at least she had until cyrus had popped back up in her life. they hadn’t necessarily defined what they were doing but the more time they spent together, the more luna realized they might have to. “thank you. i’m not like… trying to make you feel BAD but i just wanna… do something nice for you for once.” her smile turns into a grin as she looks up at him, tilting her head playfully. once they’re pulling away from each other, she can feel her heart plummeting into her stomach. it’s like she’s been WAITING for this moment since high school and now that it’s finally happened, it’s like every nerve ending in her body’s been put on high alert. before she can say anything, ryder’s hands are traveling down to her waist, pulling her back in for another kiss. her hand moves back up towards the base of his neck and she deepens the kiss, pressing herself against him. his words elicit goosebumps along her skin, a small smile playing at her lips as she closes the minimal space between them with another fleeting kiss. “it’s not weird at all, trust me. i— i really like you, cyrus. this is literally all i’ve wanted since we were sixteen,” she whispers against his lips, letting her hand move to cup his cheek gently, her thumb running gently along his bottom lip.

 back  when  they  were  in  school  ,  cyrus  isn’t  sure  why  he  never  went  after  luna.  he  was  always  attracted  to  her  ,  but  he  wasn’t  the  same  then  as  he  was  now.  now  ,  he  was  more  of  a  romantic  ,  more  willing  to  be  with  someone  longterm.  then  ?  he  would’ve  never  treated  her  how  she  deserved  to  be  treated.  so  maybe  it  was  a  good  thing  that  she  slipped  away  from  him  and  that  they  had  this  new  chance  at  being  together.  he  was  scared  ––  worried  she’ll  decide  she  doesn’t  want  to  be  with  him  ,  or  that  she’ll  find  someone  better.  in  situations  like  this  ,  he  wasn’t  good  at  realizing  he  was  actually  a  favorable  boyfriend.  not  that  he  was  her  boyfriend  ,  but  he  was  hoping  .  .  .  “  you  can  do  anything  you  want  for  me.  i  don’t  want  you  to  feel  like  i  think  you  can’t  or  that  i  don’t  want  you  to.  i  just  have  a  habit  of  wanting  to  do  nice  things  for  YOU  ,  so  . . .  ”  he  chuckles  gently  ,  eyes  looking  down  at  her  with  nothing  but  pure  affection.  “  we  can  definitely  take  TURNS  buying.  i  don’t  want  you  to  think  i  feel  bad  or  anything  like  that.  i  want  this  to  be  equal  but  also  i  want  to  take  care  of  you  ,  so  ,  it’s  an  interesting  debate  in  my  head.  ”  a  smile  flashes  in  her  direction  as  he  speaks  ,  hoping  his  words  come  across  the  way  he  hopes.  hands  pull  up  on  her  waist  ,  pulling  her  small  frame  closer  to  his  ,  right  up  against  his  body  as  they  continue  to  kiss.  it  had  been  a  while  ,  if  ever  ,  that  just  a  kiss  elicited  such  spark.  “  i  really  like  you  too.  ”  it’s  all  but  a  mumble  ,  finally  pulling  back  just  enough  for  them  to  exchange  words.  “  wouldn’t  have  treated  you  right  back  then.  ”  it  was  the  truth  ,  despite  his  wishing  for  them  to  be  together  earlier  ,  it  was  better  like  this.  “  honestly  ,  i  ––  i’m  so  fucking  happy  i  decided  to  walk  into  that  store.  ”  it’s  almost  like  he’s  thinking  out  loud  as  he  peppers  soft  kisses  against  her  lips.  “  because  now  ...  ”  thoughts  trail  off  momentarily  ,  and  he  pulls  back  enough  to  see  her  face.  “  i  want  to  be  together.  like  ,  properly.  if  that’s  something  . . .  you’d  want.  ”  he  was  NERVOUS  ,  on-edge  fingers  drawing  soft  shapes  against  the  skin  at  her  waist.

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wtrmelonsuga‌ –––– ft. monroe. 

          monroe accompanied her scoff with a dramatic eye roll. “we are nothing,” she clarified and snatched the sheets away from him to cover more of her naked body. “i don’t make it a habit to sleep with people who come to watch me,” she noted. though he was of age, there was almost a ten year gap between them with monroe being thirty. it was normal for younger guys to flood her strip club every night. this lost puppy, in particular, just kept coming back. “stop coming to the club and buying me drinks. you know i take my clothes off for anyone who pours tequila down my throat. you’re not special, kid,” she insulted. her words were partly true. monroe would happily sleep with a man for money, but the boy only had a nice cock and chiseled body to offer her. it was no one’s fault but her own for allowing this to continue, but she would die before accepting the blame.

“  for  the  RECORD  . . .  ”  he  starts  ,  allowing  her  to  take  the  covers  which  only  left  him  exposed  ,  not  bothering  to  find  his  pants  ,  wherever  they  ended  up.  “  i  only  go  to  that  specific  club  because  that’s  where  my  dad  needs  me  to  promo  ,  and  because  it’s  the  most  popular  in  the  area.  i  don’t  go  for  the  satisfaction  of  watching  YOU  ,  or  anyone  else.  it’s  for  business.  ”  he  wasn’t  lying  ,  so  to  speak  ,  though  he  did  often  mix  business  with  pleasure.  “  and  don’t  make  it  seem  like  you  don’t  WANT  me  or  like  it’s  only  because  of  the  liquor.  ”  cyrus  was  a  big  believer  in  consent  ,  and  he  didn’t  want  to  keep  gravitating  to  her  if  she  genuinely  didn’t  want  him.  “  you’re  only  trying  to  push  me  away  because  you’re  INTO  it  ,  and  that’s  fine  ,  but  don’t  make  me  sound  like  a  CREEP  in  the  process.  ”  tall  frame  spreads  out  on  his  bed  ,  a  hand  running  down  his  bare  chest.  “  you  can  stop  sleeping  with  me  at  any  point.  i  told  you  your  job  doesn’t  bother  me  ,  i  told  you  your  age  doesn’t  bother  me.  so  what’s  bothering  YOU  ?  we  have  a  good  thing  going  ,  why  are  you  so  insistent  in  pretending  that  we’re  nothing  ?  ”

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wtrmelonsuga‌ –––– ft. beckham. 

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          “poised with grace in this poisoned place, and how you ever manage to keep it off your face ?? but you don’t even know and you can’t even see all the butterfly that you’re gonna be — all the butterfly that you are becoming,” beckham sang, eyes locked on one dark-headed individual in the room who sat alone at a table to his right. beckham had performed at this downtown brewery, adored, before; it was a popular hangout for large groups of friends and couples. so, naturally, when he noticed the other sitting alone three songs ago, he made it his priority to accompany him. beckham tested the waters already by establishing a connection through his music, making it crystal clear whom his soft, raspy words were for. people had claimed that he worked magic with only three possessions: his voice, his guitar, and his wooden stool. he was the best version of himself when rooted on stage in front of an audience. like heroin to an addict, performing was his high. his veins flowed with the courage that made it possible for him to walk off the stage once he completed the song and take a seat next to the stranger. “beckham wayne,” he greeted, holding his hand out for the other to shake. “can i get you another drink ??”

 in  truth  ,  cyrus  felt  pathetic.  he  was  at  a  brewery  ,  completely  alone  ,  at  a  table  wallowing  in  his  own  self  pity  as  he  watched  couples  and  friends  around  him  interact.  in  truth  ,  a  bad  breakup  had  lead  him  to  try  and  get  out  more  ,  to  try  and  MEET  someone.  he’s  not  sure  why  he  thinks  he’s  going  to  do  that  at  a  bar  ,  but  he  figured  a  few  beers  ,  if  anything  ,  wouldn’t  hurt  his  mood.  so  he  sits  ,  soon  mesmerized  by  the  singer  that  was  on  stage.  his  voice  was  beautiful  ,  fuck  ,  he  was  beautiful  ,  but  cyrus  didn’t  think  anything  of  it.  that  was  until  the  singer  locked  eyes  with  him.  it  takes  him  a  while  to  notice  ,  but  he’s  positive  he’s  the  one  he’s  looking  at  ,  and  cyrus  can’t  get  the  fast  racing  of  his  heart  from  the  attention.  he  feels  less  alone  for  the  rest  of  the  set  ,  and  even  less  alone  and  his  eyes  watch  the  singer  approach  him  after  he  finishes.  “  cyrus  regal.  ”  a  hand  extends  to  the  other  ,  hand  lingering  in  his  for  a  few  moments  longer  than  a  normal  handshake.  “  heineken.  unless  you  feel  like  being  bold  and  doing  a  shot  with  me.  ”  a  soft  chuckle  leaves  his  lips  ,  eyes  gazing  upon  the  others  features.  “  your  voice  is  beautiful  ,  by  the  way.  made  sitting  here  alone  way  more  enjoyable  than  i  thought  it  was  gonna  be.  ”

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lavundrs‌ –––– ft. salem.

she  knew  that  EVENTUALLY  they  would  get  a  complaint  from  the  neighbor  about  her  personal  activities  and  the  loud  noises.  she  had  recently  got  into  a  new  THING  with  someone  else  after  getting  out  of  a  relationship  a  while  before.  she   wasn’t putting  a  label  on  anything  ,  she  was  just  having  some  fun  just  like  any  other  newly  single  person  would.  it  wasn’t  long  until  she  heard  a  loud  BANG  on  the  door  followed  by  shouting.   she  quickly  made  her  way  over  to  deal  with  them.  in  complete  shock  once  she  saw  who  was  the  person  was.   “  oh  my  fucking  god….  it  would  be  you  of  all  the  people.  “

 it  takes  him  a  while  to  collect  his  thoughts  ,  to  not  get  even  more  angry  when  seeing  her.  their  break  up  was  BAD  ,  his  roughest  to  date  ,  and  seeing  her  in  this  manner  just  made  him  angrier  ,  almost  sadder.  “  nice  to  see  you  too  ,  salem.  ”  his  eyes  ROLL  as  he  speaks  ,  running  a  hand  through  messy  bedhead  that  had  built  up  as  he  attempted  to  fall  asleep.  “  LOOK  ,  i’m  not  interested  in  standing  here  and  talking  about  . . .  US  or  you  and  your  ––  boyfriend  ?  hook  up  ?  whatever  it  is.  can  you  just  please  . . .  keep  the  fucking  noise  down  ?  ”

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pclkadcts‌. –––– ft. theo.

there was perhaps more favorable ways for them to have stumbled upon each other, but the universe worked in funny ways   ––   ways which forced him to be stood half-naked before his half-naked ex-boyfriend .   ‘ jesus ,  cool it with the attitude , ’  he retorted, own arms folding across expanse of bare chest ,  looks the other over ,  rather unashamedly ,  turns out high school him had quite the eye .  the male before him was even more PHENOMENAL than he’d been when they were younger ,  he’d filled out in a way that forced him to sink blunt molars into his inner cheek .  sucks in a breath ,  has little interest in revisiting old feelings right now ,  won’t like mind wander to their demise ,  how he hadn’t wanted to get out of bed for two weeks solid ,  how his mother threatened to call a psychiatrist if he didn’t get up and go outside .  it was just a teenage crush ,  that’s what she’d said .  hadn’t take kindly to her making little of his feelings .  knew it’d been real .  ‘ why can’t you just jerk off to it like everyone else does and be done ? ’  hadn’t intended to go on the defensive but here he was ,  won’t show how thrown he is by sudden appearance ,  ‘ i’d have thought by now you’d be a little less of a prude . ’ 

 he’s  not  in  the  MOOD  ,  that’s  for  sure  ,  but  he  could  use  to  put  the  attitude  away.  “  sorry.  ”  his  voice  is  low  ,  bothered  but  apologetic  regardless.  since  high  school  ,  cyrus  has  certainly  changed.  a  few  inches  ,  filled  out  toned  chest  ,  and  generally  more  put  together  than  he  was  as  a  kid.  as  he  stood  before  his  ex  ,  he  was  having  a  hard  time  NOT  thinking  about  what  they  had  together.  he  tired  to  push  it  away  ,  focus  on  the  current  situation  ––  but  the  current  situation  was  his  shirtless  ex  who  he  just  wanted  to  kiss  the  shit  out  of  ;  an  emotion  he  was  not  expecting  to  feel  so  heavily.  “  not  interested  in  jerking  off  to  my  neighbors  moans.  especially  not  now  that  i  know  it’s  you.  besides  ,  half  the  time  the  moans  weren’t  even  that  convincing.  ”  he  might  be  pulling  on  that  last  bit  to  make  himself  feel  better.  “  if  anyone  knows  i’m  not  prude  ,  it’s  definitely  you  ,  handsome.  ”  he  quips  ,  a  slight  scoff  leaving  his  lips.  “  he  still  here  ?  ”  cyrus  asks  then  ,  peering  slightly  beyond  where  the  other  stands  in  his  doorway.

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slccplessniights‌. –––– ft. nathalie. 

it  was  easy  to  just  let  the  relationship  implode,  having  never  actually  made  it  this  far  in  one  before.  usually  the  girl  had  always  bailed,  or  sabotaged  by  this  point.  only,  things  had  been  different  this  time  around,  with  him.  “  what?  “ she  said,  refusing  to  meet  his  gaze  when  he  spoke  to her,  instead  choosing  to  look  past  him. she  shook  her   head  at  his  words,  knowing  it  was  the  truth  and  that  she  didn’t  give  him  much  to  go off  of,  but  she  had  thought  her  wanting  to  be  with  him  had  been  evident.  “  what  do  you  want  me  to  do,  or  say,  cyrus?  “  she  asked,  finally  turning  her  gaze  onto  his.  “  i-  “  she  started  and  faltered.  “  if  that’s  what  you  want,  i’m  not  going  to  force  you  to  stay,  “  she  told  him.  “  but…  i  don’t  want  you  to  leave…  this-  this  isn’t  easy  for  me.  “ 

 he  needs  to  EASE  up  ,  and  he  knows  it.  he  hadn’t  meant  for  this  to  be  a  blow  up  ,  but  he  had  let  it  bother  him  for  so  long  that  he  hadn’t  been  able  to  help  it  when  he  finally  did  implode.  “  i  don’t  know  ,  nat.  i  just  want  the  TRUTH.  ”  he  could  have  easily  assumed  ,  but  they  were  on  different  levels  when  it  came  to  showing  affection  ––  he  was  open  ,  very  clear  about  when  he  was  into  someone  ;  and  she  wasn’t  ,  and  that  was  OKAY  ,  but  it  left  cyrus  wondering.  “  can  you  not  just  be  honest  with  me  about  how  you’re  feeling  ?  i  know  this  is  hard  for  you  ,  i  get  it.  but  it’s  hard  for  me  to  just  ASSUME  this  is  what  you  want.  i  don’t  even  know  if  were  fully  TOGETHER  because  you  never  seem  to  want  to  talk  about  it.  ”  he  feels  like  he  had  waited  too  long  to  talk  about  this  ,  so  maybe  it  was  already  water  under  the  bridge.

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foolsongs‌. –––– ft. carolina.

            eyes  remain  fixated  on  the  flowers,  head  tilting  just  slightly  to  the  left  in  her  observation  as  she  peels  off  the  warm  coat  she’d  been  wearing  and  throws  it  over  her  left  forearm.  she’s  certainly  not  used  to  this  sort  of  gesture,  from  him  or  anyone  else  ..  her  previous  entanglements    in  life  had  always  been  brief  and  torrid  affairs.  it’s  obvious  that  she’s  unaware  of  how  to  respond,  her  lips  pressing  together  as  she  inhales  slowly  through  her  nose  and  allows  her  eyes  to  lift  to  meet  his.  ‘  oh  ?  mmm,  merci,  ’  she’ll  finally  utter  softly,  rising  up  on  the  tips  of  her  toes  to  press  a  chaste  kiss  to  the  male’s  cheek  before  she  returns  to  the  flats  of  her  feet  and  takes  the  flowers  into  her  own  hands  and  glances  behind  him  at  the  vessel  to  which  he  had  been  referring.  his  next  words  cause  a  soft  smile  to  turn  up  the  corners  of  her  mouth  almost  imperceptibly,  her  gaze  dropping  only  to  give  him  a  quick  once-over.  ‘  you  don’t  look  so  bad  yourself,  ’  teasing  lilt  to  her  voice  as  she  delivers  the  compliment,  slender  digits  gripping  tighter  around  the  stems  of  the  flowers.  she  remained  on  guard  only  because  it  is  what  she  was  taught  to  do,  though  with  more  and  more  time  around  him  that  guard  began  to  crumble  ..  leaving  her  vulnerable  in  ways  she’d  never  been  before.

 he’s  worried  that  it’s  a  bit  MUCH  for  the  state  of  their  relationship  ,  but  there’s  no  backing  out  now.  he  knows  that  they’re  more  than  just  friends  ,  but  he  doesn’t  know  what  they  are  and  the  last  thing  he  wants  to  do  is  ruin  whatever  it  was  that  they  had  going  on  by  being  too  romantic.  however  ,  he  was  romantic  at  heart  despite  his  no  strings  relationship  with  caro.  her  reaction  to  the  flowers  wasn’t  helping  his  uncertainty  ,  though  he  remained  calm  and  collected  as  he  waited  for  a  verbal  reaction.  the  kiss  to  his  cheek  is  anything  but  the  confirmation  he  was  expecting  ,  but  it  was  SOMETHING  ,  right  ?  he’s  quiet  ,  even  after  she  speaks  ,  watching  as  she  takes  the  flowers  from  him  to  bring  them  to  water  as  he  had  suggested.  “  thanks.  ”  he  quickly  returns  back  ,  a  soft  smile  growing  across  his  lips.  this  was  definitely  as  romantic  as  they’ve  other  gotten  ,  and  he  considers  this  going  relatively  well  ,  all  things  considered.  “  i  ,  uh  ––  ”  he’s  nervous  ,  which  isn’t  completely  common  for  him.  “  made  dinner  for  us.  i  figured  we  always  go  out  so  much  it  might  be  nice  to  just  ...  stay  in  for  once.  if  that’s  something  you’d  want  to  do.  i’m  not  the  worlds  greatest  cook  but  ,  i  tired.  it’s  in  the  oven.  ALMOST  done.  ”  he’s  rambling  more  than  he  needs  to  ,  but  he  feels  like  he  needs  to  fill  the  silence  with  something.  “  i’m  glad  you  came.  ”

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fineliines‌. –––– ft. luna. 

despite the clear and obvious differences between them, for some reason, luna found herself always being able to to connect to cyrus. even in high school, there was always some sort of unspoken connection and truthfully, she never could comprehend what it was. there was something so comforting, so familiar about him that it made her feel safe, like he genuinely cared for her. and reconnecting with him made her feel happiness she hadn’t felt in a long time — she just hoped that cyrus wouldn’t get tired of her or let their financial differences get in the way of whatever might be blossoming between them. she watches as he brings her hand up to his lips and presses a GENTLE kiss on the back of her hand, her cheeks flushing with warmth. “i know you’re offering but it’s my turn! plus, you’re the guest here so let me be a good HOST,” she shoots back, propping herself up on her tip-toes playfully as she smiles up at him. it takes the blonde a few seconds to make the decision but it feels right and god, she wants to do it so bad. before she can talk herself out of it, luna’s moving her hands towards the base of his neck before pulling him in for a soft kiss. her fingers move up slightly, tugging gently at his hair as she presses herself against him for a moment and pulls away, biting her bottom lip nervously. “oh, so you only like real pizza? duly noted. we can do gino’s. are you picky on toppings?”

 despite  his  background  and  his  success  in  business  ,  cyrus  wasn’t  someone  who  really  cared  that  much  about  money.  he  took  care  of  himself  and  those  around  him  but  it  wasn’t  a  requirement  for  him  to  be  with  someone  who  had  or  wanted  money.  however  ,  he  had  a  habit  of  attracting  that  just  wanted  him  for  his  money  OR  were  from  money  themselves  and  though  he  had  a  few  solid  relationships  ,  nothing  seemed  to  last.  nothing  seemed  to  be  right.  but  luna  ?  she  felt  right.  the  complete  opposite  of  his  lifestyle  and  totally  and  completely  perfect  for  him.  he  doesn’t  know  what  they  are  or  what  they’re  doing  ,  and  the  last  thing  he  wanted  was  to  scare  her  away.  “  okay  ,  OKAY  ,  your  turn  to  order.  i’m  not  gonna  argue  with  that.  ”  he  laughs  gently  ,  not  in  any  place  to  tell  her  she  CAN’T  order  their  food  that  night.  sure  ,  he  wanted  to  do  things  for  her  ,  buy  things  for  her  ,  but  he  wasn’t  ever  going  to  tell  her  she  couldn’t  support  them  too.  she  was  fully  capable  of  such  ,  and  he  knew  that.  “  you’re  the  best  host.  ”  he  grins  ,  looking  down  at  her  as  she  pushes  up  on  her  toes.  their  eyes  are  locked  ,  and  he  WANTS  to  kiss  her  ,  he  needs  to  kiss  her.  however  ,  before  he  can  make  up  his  mind  it’s  HER  that’s  kissing  him  ,  and  if  he  didn’t  already  know  that  she  was  perfect  for  him  ,  now  was  his  moment  of  true  realization.  tall  frame  bends  to  meet  her  height  as  she  pulls  ,  letting  her  set  the  speed  as  their  lips  press  together.  he  takes  a  minute  after  she  pulls  away  to  evaluate  the  situation  ,  to  realize  how  badly  he’s  wanted  this  since  they  reconnected.  hands  placed  on  her  waist  pull  her  back  against  his  body  ,  kissing  her  again.  “  not  picky.  ”  he  mumbles  against  her  lips  ,  suddenly  less  concerned  with  pizza  and  more  concerned  with  making  sure  he  doesn’t  let  this  moment  go  yet.  “  don’t  think  i  can  express  how  long  i’ve  wanted  to  kiss  you  without  sounding  weird.  ”  he  pulls  away  to  talk  ,  but  keeps  her  close  to  his  body. 

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pclkadcts‌. –––– ft. theo. 

had just seen his chosen guest off, now he’s stood butt-naked in the middle of his kitchen, fridge is pulled open and he’s busy scanning its contents for anything he can eat without having to cook .  the shouting comes as a surprise, breaks the lull in noise, silence had settled since his friend left, it’s his first noise complaint however   ––   a  MONUMENTAL  occasion .  though he’d been planning on getting back into bed with his chosen snack he slams the fridge shut, heading back into his bedroom to pull on the sweatpants he’d been wearing before all the fun had started. stretching his arms up over his head as he made his way to the door, soft groan escaping brunette as muscles were prompted into action .  yanking it open with little shame .  had been anticipating some homophobic middle-aged man who could only talk to women when he was paying them, instead he was faced with his very attractive, very pissed ex-boyfriend .  smile cracks otherwise stoic expression, doesn’t know if it’s glee at other’s dismay or whether he’s happy to see him, either way, he’ll appear unaffected by impromptu reunion   –––   ‘ hey, handsome, it’s nice to see that temper is still in tact. ’

 if  there  were  a  list  of  people  he  didn’t  want  to  see  when  that  door  opened  ,  his  high  school  ex  was  definitely  on  the  top  of  the  list.  the  breakup  was  painful  ,  heart  wrenching  even  ,  and  cyrus  has  finally  bene  able  to  put  all  of  that  behind  him.  he  was  still  in  his  heart  ,  on  his  mind  FREQUENTLY  ,  but  his  heart  didn’t  ache  anymore.  however  ,  as  his  eyes  lay  on  the  other  ,  he  feels  . . .  MORE  angry  –––   jealous  is  probably  more  like  it  ,  as  his  brain  settles  on  the  idea  that  his  ex  was  just  with  someone  who  wasn’t  him.  why  should  he  care  ?  he  shouldn’t  ,  and  yet  . . .  he  does.  it  only  makes  it  worse  that  he  seems  so  unbothered  by  seeing  cyrus.  “  shut  the  fuck  up.  ”  he  quips,  though  it  was  a  correct  statement  to  say  the  least.  “  pretty  much  every  night  has  been  nothing  but  me  listening  to  you  and  WHOEVER  fuck  and  i’m  fucking  tired  of  it  ,  so  if  you  wouldn’t  mind  ––  ”  his  mind  is  distracted  ,  eyes  scanning  over  the  body  that  was  once  familiar  to  him.  he  takes  a  second  to  think  ,  to  recuperate  ,  before  speaking  again.  “  keep  the  FUCKING  noise  down.  ”

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more replies tomorrow bc im tired !

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psychofm‌. –––– ft. murphy.

murphy was speechless, something that was definitely rare for her. she could remember when she felt the same for him, and part of her probably still did, but she did her best to push them down, thinking that he didn’t feel the same. “why didn’t you say this before? why now? why now when i’m happy with someone?” she questioned, confused if what she felt was anger or love. “you had so much time, so many years, but you’re choosing now?” she continued, surprised as she felt her eyes begin to water. 

 he  knows  it’s  not  fair  to  drop  this  on  her  ,  but  he  also  knew  it  wasn’t  fair  to  himself  to  keep  acting  like  everything  was  fine.  it  WASN’T  fine  ,  it  hadn’t  been  fine  for  a  long  time.  “  i  just  felt  like  i  needed  you  to  know.  know  why  i’ve  been  distancing  ,  know  why  i’m  gonna  act  like  a  total  jerk  about  your  wedding  ,  know  why  i  ––  ”  he  sighs  ,  shaking  his  head.  “  i  know  i  should’ve  told  you  before  ,  but  i  couldn’t.  i  guess  now  seemed  like  a  better  time  because  i  knew  you  were  happy  with  someone  and  ––  i  don’t  know.  you  just  deserve  the  world  ,  you  know  ?  and  i’m  not  the  world  i’m  ,  maybe  like  ,  ONE  state.  ”  now  was  not  the  time  for  joking  ,  and  yet  . . .  here  he  was.  “  i’m  sorry,  murph.  ”

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cautiicn‌. –––– ft. aiden. 

“  it  doesn’t  bother  you  that  much  considerin’  you  still  said  yes  .  ”  arms  manage  to  fold  themselves  across  his  chest  ,  trying  &  desperately  failing  ,  at  keeping  his  infamous  smile  tucked  away  ,  totally  overcome  by  the  other’s  presence  .  “  fuck  off  ,  ”  he  starts  ,  almost  instantly  ,  smile  ranging  from  corner  to  corner  of  his  mouth  ,  “  you  know  i  was  goin’  to  come  around  eventually  ,  when  is  always  the  question  .  ”  it’s  the  honest  truth  since  he’d  so  easily  involve  himself  in  anything  surrounding  the  other  male  ,  but  would  play  it  off  in  order  to  maintain  his  sanity  .  falling  head  over  heels  for  someone  ,  depending  on  them  ,  was  DANGEROUS  .  .  but  something  about  cyrus  made  that  okay  .  “  i  suppose  you’re  not  all  bad  ,  but  here’s  the  dealbreaker  .  .  ”  there’s  a  break  between  his  words  to  maximize  the  dramatics  ,  in  typical  aiden  fashion  .  “  do  you  or  do  you  not  steal  the  blanket  at  night  ?  this  makes  or  breaks  it  .  ”  he  pauses  once  more  ,  taking  a  quick  second  to  fully  appreciate  the  male  in  all  of  his  glory  ,   “  other  than  brushin’  my  teeth  ?  no  ,  m’  good  .  .  you  got  anythin’  w  i  l  d  on  your  agenda  ?  

 “  yup  ,  you  got  me  there.  ”  cyrus  snips  back  ,  a  chuckle  leaving  his  lips  as  he  speaks.  he  wants  to  say  of  course  he  said  yes  ,  but  he  doesn’t  want  to  seem  to  eager  or  desperate.  “  you  SAY  fuck  off  ,  but  you  smile  says  you  definitely  don’t  want  me  to  fuck  off.  ”  he  points  it  out  like  his  own  smile  doesn’t  completely  match  aidens.  the  joking  shifts  for  a  few  seconds  ,  and  the  way  cyrus  is  looking  at  the  other  genuinely  reflects  how  he  feels  ––  like  he’s  falling  in  love.  he  was  terrified  ,  both  of  getting  hurt  or  hurting  aiden  ,  but  for  once  he  felt  like  he  was  on  the  same  page  with  the  person  and  they  were  at  least  falling  together.  “  not  a  blanket  stealer.  i’m  actually  more  of  a  blanket  giver  ,  cause  ya  know  ,  personal  furnace  and  all.  you  can  have  ‘em  as  long  as  we  can  still  cuddle.  ”  he  answers  in  full  seriousness  ,  nodding  his  head  as  he  talks.  “  did  i  PASS  ?  ”  a  chuckle  leaves  his  lips  then  ,  familiar  smile  returning  to  his  features.    “  nah.  ”  he  responds  ,  and  then  considers  the  situation  there  in.  “  although  given  this  particular  situation  . . .  i  might  steal  a  kiss  ,  ya  know   . . .  if  i’m  allowed.  it’ll  help  me  sleep  ,  studies  say.  ”

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open  to  any  ––  they  were  high  school  sweethearts  and  had  a  heartbreaking  split.  cyrus  just  moved  into  a  new  apartment  complex and  only  realizes  they’re  his neighbor when  he  angrily  confronts  them  one  night  about  their  consistent  loud  sex.  ( based  ).

 now  ,  he  wasn’t  AGAINST  having  a  good  sex  life  ,  but  he  was  real  tired  of  hearing  his  new  apartments  neighbors  have  sex  all  night.  by  the  third  night  of  LOSING  sleep  over  it  ,  a  frustrated  and  exhausted  cyrus  storms  next  door  (  despite  the  fact  that  he’s  in  only  his  briefs  )  after  what  he  assumes  is  the  end  of  their  sexcapades  for  that  night  and  slams  a  first  hard  on  the  door  ,  shouting  through  it  before  it’s  even  open.  “  can  you  two  fucking  QUIT  the  insistent  FUCKING  because  some  people  are  trying  to  get  some  fucking  sl–––  ”  before  he  even  he  finishes  ,  the  door  opens  and  he  can’t  believe  who  he  sees  on  the  other  side .  “  you’ve  got  to  be  fucking  kidding  me.  ”

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@smittenhearts​ ♥’d for fluffy a starter !

 “  i  know  you’re  still  MAD  at  me  for  earlier  ...  ”  cyrus  starter  ,  revealing  a  beautiful  bouquet  of  flowers  as  he  walks  into  their  shared  home  ,  best  puppy  dog  look  on  his  face.  “  but  !  i’m  sorry  ,  and  i  promise  to  LISTEN  next  time  you’re  trying  to  tell  me  something  important.  ”  it  was  a  bad  habit  of  his  ,  tuning  out  and  missing  important  things.  “  can  i  please  make  it  up  to  you  ,  baby  ?  ”

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@penancer​ ♥’d for fluffy a starter !

“  i  am  fully  aware  that  we  decided  NO  anniversary  gifts.  ”  cyrus  muses  softly  ,  hands  behind  his  back  CONCEALING  something  from  the  other.  “  but  ,  uh  ,  i’m  a  pretty  bad  listener  ,  so  ,  maybe  DON’T  kill  me  ?  ”  hands  reveal  a  box  ,  topped  with  a  light  colored  bow.  “  happy  anniversary  ,  love.  sorry  for  breaking  our  deal.  ”