#unsolicited asks will be ignored I only wanna know about chicken run

[project-sonadow]

hey just so you know i NEED chicken run au now. that's going to occupy my mind forever until it happens. why did you do this to me.

actually if you could pitch your idea to me that would be great bc this revelation came to me not by logic but in a cosmic blast of wisdom so I’m a genuinely a little stumped on what a sonadow chicken run au would even entail but I’m desperate to interpret these visions

[prince-simon]

Hey, I have a prompt for you: "You're safe with me, now" You are free for make me cry, lol

Hii anon

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Parties and other social events that consisted of more people than just his three best friends tended to make Matteo anxious as hell. So usually, he stayed just long enough to be able to later say that he had, in fact, been at the party, before he found an empty room to chill.

Sometimes, that empty room ended up being a bathroom that he locked himself in with his friends to smoke. But they’d eventually want to go back to the party, leaving Matteo to his own devices.

Luckily, this time, it was a party in his own flat, so he made his rounds, greeting everyone he knew before disappearing to his room. He put on his headphones to drown out the booming music to be replaced by something much softer and calming.

Matteo felt himself relax almost instantly. It was actually nice to not feel the need to immediately get high to cope. After he’d realised that he could in fact leave a party before he was panicking without the world ending, things had gotten so much better.

He lay in his bed, bouncing a tennis ball against the wall when he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that the door burst open and someone tumbled inside. Matteo sighed; he didn’t want to find an excuse to explain to the boys why he wasn’t joining the party.

When he slid his headphones off and looked at the door, however, the boy standing in his room wasn’t one of his friends.

He’d seen the boy once before. In a photograph Sara had shown him. He was the new kid, joining their year only a couple months before graduating. It was weird and Sara had mourned about how unfair it was because now Leonie had this big fat crush on him when actually Sara had a crush on her. Sara had begged him to find out more about him, maybe find some flaw about him that would turn Leonie off of him. Matteo hadn’t been able to stop himself from saying that he doubted there were any flaws because he was the most handsome boy he’d ever seen. Sara had groaned and complained that he was too gay for this, that she was too gay for this and why the fuck was Leonie not gayer.

“Sorry,” The boy said but he closed the door behind himself and leaned against it.

Even just that one word made Matteo shudder in the best way possible. Yep, he was definitely too gay for this.

While Matteo was still busy staring, the boy explained, “I had to… escape.” He waved his hand at the closed door, indicating the party raging on behind it, “Unsolicited advances. Sorry, I can find a different room.”

Matteo sat up in his bed, crosslegged. “It’s fine. You can stay.” He’d probably be unlucky with finding another room. Jokingly, he added, “You’re safe with me now.”

A smile was blooming on his lips now and Matteo swore his heart stopped beating for a moment. Most handsome boy, indeed. “Well, I’m glad to hear that,” He said, “I’m David.”

David, Matteo whispered the name to himself, trying out how it felt on his lips.

“And you?” David prompted, because Matteo was an idiot, too distracted by something as simple as a name.

“Uh, Matteo. Wanna- sit? You can chill here until you think the party is safe again or wanna go home,” Matteo suggested, ignoring how hot his cheeks felt.

“Sure,” David shrugged, sitting down across from him. He plugged the ball from Matteo’s hands, fidgeting with it a bit before deciding to throw it back at Matteo. “You’re friends with Sara, right?”

Matteo was caught off guard, by the throwing and the question. The ball hit him square in the chest and he felt breathless for a second. “Yeah, we’re quite close,” Matteo confirmed, even though “quite” might be an understatement here since she was the only one who even knew that he was gay — and as far as he knew, he was also the only one who knew she was bisexual. He picked the tennis ball back up and threw it to David again.

“I’ve seen you a couple times when you met Sara at the gym after PE,” David told him.

Matteo’s heart started racing. David had seen him before? And how the fuck had Matteo missed seeing him? Maybe he should try not being stoned out of his mind in school. “You’ve seen me before?” Matteo asked, couldn’t really help it. He usually wasn’t one to get noticed by people, especially not by boys as handsome as David.

“Yeah,” David smiled a little shyly. “I, uh, was kinda hoping to run into you here today.”

Matteo raised his eyebrows. “Why?” He was dumbfounded.

“Because I tried to stay away but I’d really like to get to know you.”

The words hung in the air between them and the moment felt suspended. Everything went dead quiet and the only thing Matteo could still hear was the pounding of his heart in his ears. “Why did you try to stay away?” Matteo asked, voice nothing more than a whisper.

David shrugged, “I told myself I needed to get through those last few months of school unnoticed, it would be easiest. Get it over with and then fuck off to Detroit or something but- yeah. Now I’m here, saying a load of bullshit to a guy I barely know.”

“Oh.” Matteo was honestly a bit speechless. He didn’t realise he could feel like that when someone flirted with him. Was he even being flirted with? Matteo cleared his throat, drawing patterns on the duvet to avoid looking at David. “Why Detroit?” He wondered.

“Best music city ever,” David said simply and Matteo looked up again just in time to see the brilliant smile on David’s face.

And just like that, they spent the remainder of the party talking until eventually the music outside died down. Then it was just their quiet voices between them and some music here and there when either one of them wanted to show the other a song they loved.

Matteo had never felt this happy and calm before. He wanted this night to never end.

But of course it had to eventually. Both of them could barely keep their eyes open anymore and Matteo was too chicken to offer that David could spend the night.

They left the sanctuary of Matteo’s room, past passed out people and at the front door, they stood across each other, smiling shyly.

“Okay, uh- I’ll text you?” David murmured, looking a little unsure.

Matteo nodded eagerly. If it was up to him, he’d never stop talking to David. Ever. “Yeah, awesome. Thanks for keeping me company tonight.” Matteo would really appreciate it if he stopped blushing now, thanks.

David grinned. “Thanks for keeping me safe,” He joked.

And Matteo made the stupidest or maybe best decision he’d ever made in his life; he leaned closer to David and kissed him on the cheek. “Sweet dreams, David,” He whispered, cheeks burning.

David was smiling, a blush on his face as well. “Goodnight, Matteo.” He went in for a hug that both boys seemed to cling to for a moment longer.

When Matteo closed the door after David had left, he slid down to the ground, the stupidest smile on his face. He couldn’t wait to see David again.

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