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  Red Lake University

  Welcome each and everyone one of you to Red Lake University. A prestigious university located in the scenic, historic town of Everwood, New York. Featuring an expansive catalog of majors, incredible academic programs including renowned professors and lecturers from across the world, state of the art facilities, and plenty of diversity and chances to meet your 'people' and make incredible connections, RLU is the place to be during the most expansive and informative years of your life.
  
  

  Go Phoenix's!

  It's a beautiful fall in Everwood, beautiful leaves of reds and browns blanket the streets, and the school year is already kicked into gear. Students are buzzing with excitement over the upcoming holiday as the town and school prepare to celebrate with costumes and decorations galore, not to mention our sports teams kicking butt this fall. Enjoy New York's ever-changing weather, shop our local stores, stocked up with all your needs and wants for the season, or even take a trip to the city to celebrate. Here at Red Lake University, the world is your campus, so take a trip, have fun, and be safe! See you later RLU, go Phoenix's!
  
  
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“I’m not bi, okay?”

How did this go from one extreme to the next? Stolen kisses, laboured breathing and skin on skin. Teo’s constant reminder to his fellow friend of his sexual orientation as he continued to do things to that said friend that spoke the opposite of what he was saying. He didn’t know what it was about Quinn, but he was intoxicating. As soon as his lips left the other’s, he was drawn right back in. For years Teo had dabbled with a variety of drugs; weed, lsds, opioids. But none of them were as addicting as Quinn. None of them made him truly feel at home or more loved. And more scared and confused as hell.

Even during this passionate make-out session on his small king-single bed in his messy, disorganized bedroom, Teo was trying to come up with loopholes. Ways to explain his actions and his desires. Shirts being unbuttoned and belts unbuckled, there must’ve been some sort of loophole to prove that he wasn’t bisexual. After all, according to his father, being bisexual was bad. Being gay was bad. It apparently made you into a bad person. It was shoved into his brain, tapped into his subconscious and embedded into his very being. But how could something so bad and wrong make him feel like he belonged? Made him feel the unconditional love he desired and deserved in this world?

Wait, why was he thinking about his father in a time like this?

Angus Jones was nothing short of a Disney villain minus the green smoke and catchy song to announce his arrival. He was, and forever will be, the man who made it his mission to make Teo’s life a living hell. There was a reason why Teo had decided to take his mother’s last name and not Angus’. I suppose he didn’t want the generational trauma that was instilled in the Jones’ name to go through with him into his next life. Manipulative, abusive, and money and power-hungry, Angus Jones was a man you’d want to be cut from your life the moment he even breathed in your direction. That was exactly what Teo did when he reached university. He decided that he wanted no more connections with the man who made his childhood an absolute living hell. Well, I mean, it wasn’t like he had a choice to disconnect from him either.

The old man decided that Teo was not good for his political campaigns or image as he endeavoured to become governor of the state. Therefore, he paid his son hush money every month. Made sure that Teo had enough money to live in an apartment, buy food and clothes, and live comfortably through his university years and possibly further on. In exchange, Teo just had to keep his big mouth shut and stay in the shadows. Pretend he didn’t exist. Honestly, it was like Angus Jones had never really truly met his own son before. Because staying in the shadows and keeping his head low were two things he was not known for.

Well, good old Mr Jones was now discovering that. And he was determined to change it.

Now, while these two boys were getting lost in each other’s mouths and skin, they had failed to realise that someone had just waltz his pretty way into Teo’s apartment. They also failed to realise that this said person was now standing in the doorway, watching these two flop around like fish dragged out from the sea. Fingers entwined in Teo’s dry, damaged home-job bleached hair. At first, he thought it was Quinn. You know, getting into the mood and all. However, these fingers were malicious, not soft or gentle like the boy beneath him.

These said fingers took hold of the strands and pulled with force backwards. Angus Jones pulled his son off of the boy he had currently been in the process of attempting to make love with. His gesture closely resembled an owner tearing their dog away by the scruff of the neck, away from possible danger.

“Fuck!” Teo cursed out loud as he was ripped away and thrown to the ground. His hands automatically raised, planting them onto the wrist of the hand that currently clawed into his hair “What the fu-“ And that’s when he looked up. When he came eye to eye with him. “Angus…”

“What… the fuck… are you doing?” snarled the older male.

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[HolliSter]

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Jude, Hazel, Bea

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There was something in the tree.

It was difficult to tell from the ground, but Jake could see movement. He squinted his eyes and peered in the direction of the sound, trying to decipher exactly what he had spied. The more he searched, however, the more he thought it might be a figment of his imagination.

I’m probably hallucinating from the lack of sleep, he thought wryly to himself, tearing his golden eyed gaze from the swaying branches of the oak tree. Sleep had been futile the last few nights, and it was beginning to catch up with him. It wasn’t like living on a farm was very conducive to sleep anyways, right?

Right.

Jake was currently leaning against a worn wooden post, a part of the gate that had kept the cows in and the coyotes out for as long as he could remember. He’d grown up here, among the tall grass, dirt roads and wooden archways.

Sometimes he could still see them, standing in the very same spot he was leaning against now, as they did every night. His parents, that was. Though it had been five years since their passing, their loss still weighed heavy on Jake like a wet blanket.

Not to the rest of the world though.

No, on the outside, Jake was just how he’d always been: confident, happy-go-lucky, a spoiled rich country boy with a big house and all he could want in the world. That’s all he was, afterall, right?

Wrong.

As he twirled an empty grain bucket in his hand, Jake realized that moping about wasn’t what he wanted to do today. He’d had from five in the morning until now--just after ten am-- to do so, so what was the point of wasting a perfectly good day?

He needed to go out, do something, see somebody--anything to get his mind off of his own broken thoughts and empty house.

Pulling out his phone from its home in his pocket, Jake decided to text a few friends of his. He was fairly certain that Hazel, Bea and Jude weren’t doing anything today, and having them at the farmhouse would certainly be fun enough.
To: Farm Gang
Heyyyy babes, tryna come over today?

Jake’s thumb hovered over the “send” button, a frown gracing his features. Maybe he didn’t want them to come over after all. They were probably sick of hanging out with him anyways. Right?


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As a cold nose bumped his arm, Jake wasn’t given time to answer his own rhetorical question as his thumb slipped onto that dreaded blue button, Mable, one his older mares huffing in his ear. The decision had been made for him.

Message Sent

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[tamarapasek]

MOOD: Calm

OUTFIT: https://i.ibb.co/jfTHQTV/black-courtney-crop-tank-top.jpg

LOCATION:Aurcel's Place

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Qwertycakes

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TL;DR Jenny has ex flashbacks and goes to hang with her buddy who she definitely isn't pining for secretly

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Jennifer Kyeong

we're doing nothing at all

“I’m on my way!”

The elevator carried Jennifer to the floor of her friend, though it felt like hours instead of a few minutes. 5 minutes to be precise. 5 minutes where she could be at Aurel's place, laughing, joking, getting high, fucking around, or whatever they'd end up doing. It didn't really matter what she did, as long as she could hang out with her best friend. He'd just finished a tutoring session with Kore which meant he was probably a bit tired. But that was okay. She could energize her friend. Just as long as they were spending time together she couldn't be happier...........wait. Did she have feelings for Rory?

No! She didn't have feelings for Aurcel. They were friends. Best of friends who hooked up and had a mutual physical attraction. There could be no inherent romance in that. And Jenny knew better than anyone, how dangerous a romantic relationship could be. She knew how it could take over who you were, let the other party dump all their issues on you, while not giving anything in return. She knew it was just another person to take care of, or else you were an awful person. She'd gotten that message.

The first and worst relationship of her life.

Wesley Maddox was every classic sadboy trope rolled into one. The brooding, the poetry, the shutting off from everyone he knew. He was sweet and had a huge crush on Jenny which she reciprocated. They did love each other for some time, but there was just one problem. He was so emotionally unavailable. With childhood wounds so awful, Jenny couldn't even begin to understand, he'd lie with her at night and sob. With her big heart, she'd stayed with him for 4 years, functioning as a therapist of sorts. Being a teenage girl, Jenny was not remotely qualified to handle someone else's trauma, but she'd try anyway. Predictably, it didn't work. in fact, whenever she said the wrong thing or tried to kiss him when he wasn't ready, he would shut down.

Those around her would call it the ''brownout periods'', wherein Wes would leave her on read, avoid her at school, and she was forced to panic alone that he was leaving her..........or worse. Those talks where he said she deserved better, or that maybe the world would improve if he disappeared would replay on and on in her head. Until Wes started talking to her again, she would take it too personally. No eating, sleeping, or studying, only music and worrying about Wes. Once graduation came, she finally worked up the courage to end their hot and cold dynamic. Tears were shed by both, and threats were made by Wes. Awful, unspeakable threats, as a last resort to keep his lifeline with him.

So FWB's were the way to go. She had been sacrificing parts of her youth since Nina was born, and she couldn't handle another relationship with someone who was just gonna take and take with no regards for her. She'd long accepted that she was never gonna have a fun playful relationship where ansgt was secondary to love, and she could live with that.

Finally the elevator dinged, and Jenny walked out. She marched through the hall, locating the door which belonged to Aurcel, and promptly knocked. As the door opened, she grinned letting herself inside her friend's place. ''Hey!'' She greeted him, with a pat on the shoulder at first. Then she located his couch, promptly sitting upon it.

Once Aurcel joined her, Jenny began chattering. ''So how was tutoring? Good, bad, fun, boring, annoying? I mean I know you missed me, but still I'd hope you can function a little when I'm gone.'' She lightly teased her friend, before leaning in for a quick peck on the lips.

She liked this. She liked the casual affection between them, and she liked Rory's company. With a slight smirk, one of her hands cupped Aurcel's face, leaning in for another slightly longer kiss. Once she pulled back, she began reclining on the couch. She'd been at work all day, and she just wanted to lean back, and chill out with her friend. Aurcel was different from most guys. He was calming instead of worrying. Perfect friend material.

“You did your homework already, right?” she joked, knowing she and Aurcel were both terrible procrastinators.

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[tamarapasek]

MOOD: Content

OUTFIT: https://i.ibb.co/0mb9KM8/qXBeWJ.jpg

LOCATION: Scotty's Bed

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Qwertycakes

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TL;DR Sam just really loves her boyfriend, okay?

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Samantha Jones

Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep

“Babe? Baaaaaaabe.”

Sam gently nudged Scotty's sleeping form. This time, his arms weren't tightly wrapped around her, so in theory she was more than capable of leaving. In practice however, she was tied to his bed through the shirt of his which she'd stolen since it was thrown on the floor, and she was too lazy to get her own back. She couldn't leave Scotty anymore. Granted, she didn't want to, but even if she did, she'd still be compelled to stay by his side. Sam had always been a rather stubborn girl. But the fact that she'd been so hellbent on apologizing every time they argued, was proof that even when he infuriated her, she couldn't go without Scotty Ferrari. It had been 59 days since she'd met him, and already the flirty dork had firmly woven his way into her heart and proceeded to stay there.

It was all so weird. Sam wasn't a relationship person by nature. She'd been a lone wolf her whole life, preferring to lock herself in her room and chase whatever her ambition was at the time. She also had a really awful mouth. Even though she knew Scotty loved her, he'd admitted she was an ''Aggravating mouthy brat.'' She would've been hurt, but it was kind of true. Sam wasn't exactly a nice or agreeable person as much as it pained her to admit it. From being the midde child of 7 siblings where she had to fight and argue for everything, to being a girl studying tech in the sausage fest which was the Comp Sci freshman class, where she had to be loud and annoying to prove she wasn't some ditz off the streets on some kinda minority quota, she hadn't exactly been given optimal practice at being nice. Which sucked, cause Scotty deserved a nice girlfriend.

So Sam would fucking become nice, no matter what it took.

Scotty had pulled her out of her comfort zone and put her in one of the most fast paced relationships she'd ever been in. It had been approximately a month, and they'd already kissed, done it, exchanged ''I love you's'', and even talked about marriage. She'd been stripped naked emotionally, and she couldn't play her old mean tricks on him anymore. He would get annoyed if she turned her brash, mouthy persona on him again, but he wasn't pushed away. With his easygoing nature, Scotty made his way into her life and wouldn't move until he was a permanent fixture. So even though it had been less than a month, the two were already way too entwined at this point. She knew first loves rarely lasted, but she couldn't help, but hope things would work out for the two. Samantha Ferrari was a pretty badass name anyway.

And it was all because Scotty had chosen her to flirt with that day in class where she sassed him a little bit. Then things snowballed until they were basically cohabitating. Of course they still lived with Lottie and Callum, but Sam had to admit she spent almost as much time in Scotty's dorm as her own. And she'd be lying if she hadn't considered the possibility of moving in together if they were still in a relationship by sophomore year. Of course, she might still look for other roomie's like Lottie to minimize rent, but the sentiment was still there. Most everyone they knew lived in the apartments so it only made sense to move there ASAP. She'd already started saving up for that.

Because anyone who knew Samantha Jones, knew two things. One, she was always planning ahead, and two, she couldn't just enjoy the moment.

Finally, she felt the stirring of his body under her touch. The soft groans of being woken up escaped Scotty's lips. ''You're up, sleepyhead!'' Sam playfully nudged him with her shoulder, her eyes glanced back to the laptop on her lap, with one tab having an assignment on it, and the other with a Game Of Thrones episode softly blaring in the background. Normally the two watched the show together, but she suspected that Scotty was watching without her anyway. A second later, Scotty's eyes opened.

Sam's hands worked quickly, one hand typing away, and the other gently stroking Scotty's hair. She adored his hair. It wasn't always the neatest, but when he was lying down it was fun to play with, and a welcome change from the wild curls of her own.

“Just give me like 10 minutes and my attention will be all on you, I promise.” Sam assured her boyfriend, before he even had the chance to open his mouth and start whining. Truthfully it was closer to 20 minutes worth of work, but every so often she'd lean over to kiss him quickly on the lips, or press a kiss or nibble on his neck, so she hoped it would be enough to pacify the boy. Scotty was normally easy to read, and easier to please. Sex or attention was usually all it took. Of course there were some special occasions, but other than that it was easy. She was just lucky he wasn't as petty as she was.

“Okay, maybe 30 minutes,” the girl guiltily admitted.

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A friend.


A perfect friend..


A God damn perfect friend...



This was all Aurcel seemed to hear out of Jennifer's mouth. It's not that being friends with her wasn't great. Anybody could be friends with anybody. It was the fact that he was being trapped in the friend zone by that simple word. Even if they fooled around and even did things couples do..what were they? Good friends. Friends with benefits? Well they are both benefitting,but Aurcel doesn't even know what to do anymore.


He sees her almost everyday. He talks to her constantly. There is not one small thing he doesn't like about her other than how oblivious she is to him. He is scared that if he says anything she will deny him and the friendship could just die off. Aurcel didn't want that. He hasn't always knew what he wanted or needed in his life. It's not like he feels like he needs someone to survive,but he hasn't wanted anything more than to call Jennifer his girl and show her off proudly..maybe even have her brother like him a little bit.


Aurcel wasn't always like this. He was born with good looks and a smart head. He got the girls and then got with guys. None of it to him was ever serious. He felt like love was overrated until he finally found someone. Her name was Willow Hendrix. It was his Junior year of high school and she was the cheerleader of the football team. He was a star soccer player of the school. She wasn't like other girls. She had her head on straight and told people off when they deserved it. That's what he liked a strong woman. Once they started going out was when he had problems.


Boys got jealous, jealous enough to make his life a living hell but he put up with it for her. He did so much and what did he get in return? He thought a loyal loving girlfriend. It was only when he saw her making out with her ex boyfriend that he got the message. He was just being used. She told him it wasn't real and that he was dumb enough to play along. That no girl would ever want somebody like him and he will only be good enough to be a rebound. Never first choice. Those words sadly stuck with him so he was scared to get that close with anybody else. He had a couple short relationships after,but other than that nothing long term. He found it crazy that he could see Jennifer for as long as he has so it'll take a lot for him to even tell her how he feels.


As he heard the door he got up off the couch and opened it. There she was, the beauty. She walked past him and touch his shoulder briefly. He closed the door and followed her over to the couch. Aurcel chuckled, "tutoring was fine. I like helping others so I don't mind. As long as they actually want help I'm happy to assist. Pfft hey I can function just fine without you I just love your company " he smiled bopping her cute nose before she gave him a quick peck. His heart quickened in that short few seconds. He wanted more...he craved for it with her surprisingly enough for him.


When she cupped his face his hand slid over her outer thigh, squeezing it gently as his lips came over her soft ones. A smile broke out on his face as they parted and he watched her recline in the couch. He then let out a hearty laugh "listen I tutored people today, that should be enough right?" He said running the back of his neck before laying fully down, his head across Jennifer's lap as his face looked up to the ceiling. He gently sighed, trying to think of something else to say.


"You should be worried about you finishing homework and not me mamas" he yawned out, his nose turning red while his eyes are still closed. This is gonna be a day alright.

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[tamarapasek]

MOOD: Happy

OUTFIT: https://i.ibb.co/jfTHQTV/black-courtney-crop-tank-top.jpg

LOCATION:Aurcel's Place

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INT:
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TL;DR Jenny chills with Aurcel

tl;dr

Jennifer Kyeong

we're doing nothing at all

"For the record, I did mine before coming here cause I knew you'd nag" Jenny mock whined, stroking his hair. And cause it would be bad form to worry about whether your buddy/fwb would ask about it and force you to study.

She shouldn't have cared so much about what Aurcel thought of her. It's not like they were together. It wasn't the end of the world if a random friend disapproved of something you did. No, they were just the perfectest of friends who let each other live their lives. Even if Jenny did believe the addition of fooling around had greatly improved their friendship. She'd let him take something supposedly precious of hers after all. Now they were both having fun without the constraints and awkwardness of a relationship. At least she thought they were.

She adored the relationship they had now. She wouldn't dare say anything to change their current codependent little bubble. She could be taken care of in a way a relationship wouldn't allow, and she found herself actually willing to return the favor. Yes, she had to confess she did like Rory a lot. And maybe in her younger years, she would be inclined to call it a crush. But not now. Now she would have loved nothing more than to bury her feelings and never think of them ever again.

Sometimes she missed being her old romantic self. She missed young Jenny who was so easily pleased she fell hard for the first boy to notice her. She missed examining every action for hidden messages that could imply that he perhaps loved her too. It was all morsels, even if he did reciprocate her feelings. And like a hungry animal she feasted on those scraps of validation Wes would give her when he could. If he wasn't shutting himself off, he was a rather sweet boy. He didn't have much going on for him, but that was alright with her. When he was in a good headpace he would support her own love of music. She was absolutely thrilled. A boy liked her. At least he sometimes acted like he did. More importantly, he needed her.

But, as everyone knew the needing was too much. There were worse fates, she supposed. He didn't hit or threaten to hurt her. He only threatened on himself. Despite herself, there was still a tiny part of her that wondered if she just hadn't tried hard enough. She knew he had a new girlfriend now. Over the summer before he left, he'd found another girl like her. And she'd heard how Wes viewed their relationship. How he'd ''loved her and adored her, but she only loved him on his good days''. Only for the new girl to coo and wonder who could be so evil as to abandon that man when so much was going wrong for him. Sometimes she wondered how she could do that too.

She shifted her body to glance at Aurcel. He looked rather nice. She'd always thought so. A bit of a pretty boy, but he was cute so it didn't matter. After a bit of back and forth he seemed content to just lie there. It was all so..........domestic. Like something a couple would do instead of two just close friends. Her hands lightly touched his face, brushing it gently. She was surprised to find she quite enjoyed touching him. Even in a non intimate sense.

Once more, she leaned down until she was face to face with the head that lay across her lap. A light giggle broke out at their proximity though that quickly dissipated. Given that they were facing the same direction, when Jenny leaned down, it was like facing someone upside down. Resolved, she slowly leaned down until their lips were touching once more. It wasn't exactly easy to move from that position, but she just really wanted to kiss him.

Breaking apart, she slowly adjusted both of their bodies until they were properly facing and she could lean in for a proper lengthy smooch.

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[.Curious.Nat.]

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... Aurcel Colm ...

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"Wow and I thought you missed my nagging " he laughed. His eyes still closed as he took a deep breath. "I will probably do my homework tomorrow, I'm pretty caught up anyways" he said.


Then he wondered if he was thinking too much and she actually liked him, but was scared he didn't feel the same. That thought would've been surprising to him. He knew she probably has had a lot of FWB and flings. They couldn't all treat her like he did. He was quite sure if it.


Aurcel felt her leaning down to kiss him and laughed. "So I'm a princess now?" After she gave him a peck he sat up. He couldn't take it anymore. He gently pulled her onto his lap so he could properly kiss her. With her legs at either side of him one of his hands were at her waist and the other was on the side of her face. "Mamas.." he slightly groaned in between kisses. "Did you miss me? " He asked, lips trailing down to her jawline and to her neck. The scent of her entrancing him like always.


He wanted her. He wanted her so bad, but he knew it wasn't lust. If it was lust then there would be no problems. He wouldn't have to question so much. Now because he caught some feelings for her his mind is in shambles. That's why he never has had a quickie with her. He wants to take him time and show her how much he thinks about her, wants to please her, and everything else in between.

That's why his question "did you miss me?" is important. He wants her to be thinking about him and only him the time that they are together. Even if it's for 5 minutes. Then maybe just maybe.. she will think about him longer than they are together... and maybe his wishful thinking will pay off, but only time will tell.

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Aurelia woke up early than usual so she could get her workout in. Even though she definitely just wanted to stay in the bed. However since she just got the part from her dance instructor she knew she needed to be in tip top shape or that girl Heather would steal the spotlight all over again.

After she was done it was about noon and she pulled out her phone to text the ever so handsome Teddy.

"Hey are you busy today? If not can we hangout? I also have to get my costume for Halloween so maybe you'll get a sneak peak "

Her relationship with Teddy was interesting.. She knew she liked him,but she was scared that she was wasting her time again on a thought of hope. She hoped Teddy would be different. She wanted him to be. She was even surprised he was this patient with her. A lot of guys would've probably lost interest by now,but surprisingly not Teddy. It wasn't that she didn't want to kiss Teddy or do other things with him, she was just putting her guard up..but if he decided to kiss her she wouldn't push him away.

She went home and took a shower, listening to the Hamlet soundtrack and washing her body with apricot body wash. After she was done she put on a black top with some Jean shorts. All she did with her hair is brush it and dry it with a blow dryer. When she finished getting ready she sat on her bed and played her switch waiting for Teddy to respond back to her,but not wanting to to think too much about Teddy because then she will get nervous.

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Jennifer Kyeong

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"I do! Mostly. It has it's annoying charm," she groaned dramatically. She let out a hum of agreement at his assurance "That's good. Gotta focus on your future and all,'' she informed him, only half serious.


She couldn't decide whether she cared about his homework or not. She'd be sad if he failed and flunked out for sure, but mainly she relished the opportunity to get back at him for his chides at her own procrastinating. Was it a little petty? Absolutely. Especially considering Rory had done nothing, but try to care for her. Though she did cherish that, she also couldn't just let an opportunity to fire back go.


She paused as she felt laughter, and showcased a mock pout afterwards. "Yes! Snow White or Sleeping Beauty, take your pick." She teased him, not a second after coming back up for air. More lighthearted joking would have followed before she felt his grip upon her. As she was brought onto his lap, her legs straddled him, her mouth turned up in a playful smirk. Her arms were wrapped around him, unable to find a place to stay moving from playing with his hair to shirt to back. "Yes......" she moaned in affirmation, half genuine, half as part of their flirtation. "I was waiting all day for this " She informed him, her hands firmly grabbing his back as he worked on her neck. If asked whether she meant the things she said or not, she wouldn't know how to answer. She'd know the truth, but not whether to tell it or not.

She might just miss Aurcel Colm. And that was kind of scary. She would just have to rationalize it as a friend missing another friend. That was all it was. On both of their fronts she was absolutely certain. Yes, she just missed her dearest friend in the most platonic of ways. Jennifer Kyeong did have a history of falling hard and fast, but that was most certainly not what was happening here. She'd learned her lesson.

But if it were true that she missed him in a less than friendly way, she'd make sure that those feelings would never see the light of day. There was no place in her life for any of that nonsense. How could she possibly expect to manage romantic feelings? It was all so wrong. She'd gotten involved with Rory so she wouldn't have to deal with pesky feelings and obligations. But maybe she couldn't run away from them like she hoped

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[.Curious.Nat.]

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"All day? Poor thing..maybe I should have you wait just a little longer~" he teased. In all honestly he was at his limit,but he was holding off for her sake. For her body healing as well as hoping her body had craved for his touch, his lips,his marks..


He stole a kiss-and another- and another. His body was moving all on its own as his hips grinded softly against her. She would be able to feel how excited he was and he was almost tempted to pick her up and take her into his room. He was a gentleman though, he wouldn't do anything she didn't want. He wouldn't do anything she was ready for. So he would ask..not in a subtle way which was normal for him.


His lips parted with hers,but he stayed close. His eyes scanning her face. "If you want this all you have to do is tell me Mamas~" Aurcel teased as he bit his bottom lip trying to be patient.


I just want you to return my feelings is that so hard to do? Just chose me and I'll make you happy.. just be with me and you won't have to worry about anyone breaking your heart.. I won't want anyone else and I'll be good...One of these days...after Halloween..I make love to you and you'll see. You'll see the difference and I'll tell you. Then I'll have to wait for your answer. Even though I hope it won't be you shrugging it off or cut ties with me..I have to prepare for the worst. So I better..make the most of all of this right now before I might now see your beautiful face this close anymore..

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I’m not bi, okay?

Quinn huffed out a giggle. He swatted Teo on the arm.

"Telling yourself that while burying your dick inside me contradicts everything, Tay. If you’re intent on not being bi, maybe I should find someone else to fuck me right now?”

he teased.

In the beginning, it was easy. Teo and him were just friends, nothing more. How did the loudmouthed blonde befriend a kindhearted child? Honestly, Quinn didn’t know. As first impressions go, Teo intimidated him.

Correction, Teo’s switchblade intimidated him. Despite his initial fear, Quinn befriended the knife-loving boy.

Nowadays, it was hard. This wasn’t their first time dancing in the sheets. After their first night together — even if it was a drunken mistake, Quinn couldn’t bring himself to regret it — Teo and him hooked up on a regular basis. Considering his — Quinn referred it as colorful — history, he wouldn’t think twice about answering a booty call in the middle of the night. However, this wasn’t a random hookup or casual friends with benefits.

It was Teo, his sweet, obnoxious, fun-loving friend. The same Teo who made him feel loved, cherished, and safe. If Quinn had to describe Teo, one word came to mind: home.

After their first morning together, Quinn couldn’t ignore the truth anymore: he was in love with his best friend.

I’m. Not. Bi.

At this point, it was Teo’s signature. Everything about their relationship — everything they do — began with his lover’s catchphrase: I’m not bi. While Quinn adapted to Teo’s stubborn denial — honestly, it was simultaneously amusing and infuriating — he would be lying if he said it didn’t sting. Teo was his.

Did Teo feel the same way?

With each stolen kiss — Quinn loved the way Teo’s kisses left him breathless — sensual touch — something about Teo made him feel alive — and tantalizing breath — Teo’s scent was absolutely intoxicating — he wondered: does Teo love him back?

Quinn was terrified of the answer.

Instead of clarifying their relationship — he didn’t have the courage to ask — Quinn let Teo take charge. Even if his heart desired more — Quinn wanted to be Teo’s officially — he resigned himself to stolen kisses and late night hangouts in Teo’s messy apartment.

Perhaps, had Quinn found the courage to confess and not drown in his insecurities, his heightened situational awareness would detect a certain trespasser. As Quinn tilted his head and deepened the kiss—all the sudden, a meaty hand ripped Teo away.

“Teo! What’s—?”

A cold voice cut him off.

What… the fuck… are you doing?

Quinn froze. It wasn’t his scandalous appearance — Teo wasted no time undressing him — that stopped him. As a stripper, he was use to people witnessing him in various states of undress. Instead of mortifying shame, fear clawed at his throat. For a moment, the grizzled man in front of him was replaced with a tall and imposing figure. Cold dark brown eyes pierced through his soul.

Without warning, Teo was forcibly dragged out of his bed by his hair. Quinn blinked. The image of his father shattered.

“Please stop! You’re hurting him!”

He zeroed in on the hand clutching his friend’s bleached hair. Once upon a time, Quinn offered to help Teo reverse the damage — the DIY dye was atrocious — to his hair. However, since their schedules didn’t always align, he never found enough time to sit Teo down and start the healing process.

He made a mental note to clear his schedule.

”This doesn’t concern you, whore,” the man snarled.

Quinn flinched. Even if Guilty Pleasures treated him well, he wasn’t a stranger to vulgarity.

“Let him go. Please. Y-You’re hurting him,”

he begged. He swallowed thickly and met the older man’s penetrating gaze. His fingerless leather gloves gripped the bedsheets.

“P-Please…”

”This—“

He reacted on pure instinct.

Quinn lunged off the bed and landed on his feet. He shot forward and pivoted to the man’s left side. Before Angus could react, Quinn reached for the man’s arm — the same arm holding Teo hostage — and jammed his thumb against the man’s inner elbow hard.

”Son of a—!”

The moment Angus released his grip, Quinn pulled Teo away and planted himself in front of his friend. Despite his current state — he was undeniably bare — Quinn stood his ground.

“I won’t let you hurt Teo,”

he announced. On the outside, he portrayed a confident and unyielding spirit. Underneath his bravado, Quinn was absolutely petrified.

This monster reminded him of his own father.

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Did he just step into some fucking k-drama? What in the hell was going on?

He felt like his father was going to rip his hair out of his skull as his grasp only tightened with each snarled word. Hissing through his teeth, Teo was about to unleash a hurl of insults towards the older man – that was until a naked Quinn decided to make his move. Everything happened so quickly. All he could remember was the pain in his head, a flying piece of meat, Angus grunting in pain, and then being pulled away. He fumbled for a moment, trying to find his footing, before standing up and… finding Quinn standing in front of him. Trying to protect him.

Jesus Christ. What was it about this whole situation that was making him feel so emotional?

Was it because his father had just technically cock-blocked him? Or was it because for so many years, Angus Jones drilled into his son’s head how liking boys was bad and a sin and now he had just walked in on him about to fuck one? No, the emotions weren’t directed towards Angus. But towards Quinn. The first thing that ran through his mind when he realized that Angus was here was Please don’t hurt Quinn. He didn’t care about his own safety. Angus could throw him out of the window for all he cared. Just as long as Quinn was safe. And the sudden realization that this was how he felt towards the boy made him… emotional. It made him feel vulnerable. He didn’t do vulnerable. He refused to do vulnerable.

“Quinn…” Teo muttered under his breath. Without another word, he stood out from behind Quinn before standing in front of the boy. Teo didn’t need to say it, but this was his declaration that he could stand up to the much older man before them. Typical Teo. Stubborn as hell, unable to let anyone else fight his battles for him no matter how easy or treacherous they were. Plus - having Quinn behind him brought an overwhelming sense of comfort to him. At least he knew that he was safe, and if his father wanted to get to the boy, he’d had to get through Teo first. And… at least Teo was wearing underwear. Quinn was just full-on having a sausage party and he was pretty sure his Dad was still vegan.

“Why are you here?” his raspy, velvet voice that was once filled with joy and curiosity was now monotone and emotionless. Dark brown eyes flickered across his father’s stature, drinking in the figure before him. It had been a good two years since he had last seen Angus. Either the stress of the elections or the stress of trying to hide his son from the public was causing him to age drastically. His once dark mane had crept into a shining silver. Sunken eyes and wrinkled skin. He was no longer the golden stallion he declared to be and show off to all. Good, Teo internally cried with joy. I hope you fall over and break your hip on your way out too.

A crackling chuckle subtly slipped past the much older male’s dried lips as he flicked his hand. White, bleached strands from Teo’s hair, caught in his ring and crevices of his fingers, fell to the ground like a soft, gentle snowflake. “You know I pay good money to make sure you stay out of trouble?” he spoke with boldness and authority. Every word that left Angus brought a shiver down Teo’s spine. As much as he hated it, his father had the ability to forget who he was and degrade him back to a child. Memories of sitting on the stairs, being forced to sit on his hands until they were numb as he watched Angus scream and hit his mother flickered past his eyes, fueling him with both horror and rage. “And then I find out… well, I find out you’re… you’re…” He exhaled sharply, followed by a scoff as he stared at the two boys before him “I thought I raised you better than this. This is just… disgusting.”

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Irina Altier

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You know what it's like to feel anxious - it's horrible feeling anxious. It's stressful having that feeling, having butterflies in your stomach, even for a day, and you don't sleep at night..but for him I couldn't help it even if I tried. Does that make me s bad person? A bad friend? Roommate even? I know that Hazel has a thing for him and yet I feel all of these things I shouldn't feel, but do.

Irina is getting ready to head over to see Nova himself. She did send him a message him to ask about piercing her helix and he agreed. Not that she didn't want it done, but she would be lying if she said there wasn't a little part of her that wanted some alone time with him. Even if it was just them talking or sitting in comfortable silence on both their phones. She wanted to be close with him, that alone caused for more foolish and selfish thoughts.

Irina then put on her clothes on. She was feeling green today,not that she was feeling lucky at all. After that she put on some white sneakers and simple jewelry. She sprayed on her perfume that smells of cinnamon rolls, jumping around in the mist. One more look in the mirror and she was out the door. She did promise to get Nova some boba so thats exactly where she went, she even got herself some as well! She was hoping it'd make him a little happy at least--


There I go thinking of him again more than I should...I'm starting to wonder how long he'd been there then it occurred to me: since I met him, he's never left...haah

Now she was on her way to his place and it felt like her best was beating out of her chest. Even if she wanted it to calm down it wouldn't. Every step closer she felt like she would have a heart attack. Finally she was in front of his door. She stood there for a minute, hesitating, before knocking on the door. Her eyes were on the floor before looking up when the door opened. Then she giggled and held up the boba "here's boba for my boba baby!~" she teased while giving him his and jumping up a little as she passed through the doorway to ruffle the top of his gorgeous black hair. "If you were to fall asleep I would've been mad" she said putting the straw to her drink between her lips. She was trying not to get nervous about the piercing, but also by being with him..she just crossed her fingers and hoped for the best.

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[cherry lips]

NOVA WAN

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The autumn sunlight spilled through dark-colored curtains, only to splash across exposed skin as a rather tall and lanky individual buried themselves in the fluffy blankets of their bed. They were unaware of what time it was, but honestly, they didn’t exactly care. Their night had been filled with unwanted memories, shortness of breath, neverending tears, and only came to a conclusion after their dog Haku laid on them for what seemed like hours, quietly soothing their body into a stay of sleep. So naturally, they only woke up when a cold and wet nose pressed against their sensitive skin, sending goosebumps racing across every surface, an unsatisfied noise leaving them.

Sitting up, Nova yawned and rubbed his eyes, feeling the side effects of the night’s tears. “Fuck.” Groaning, they leaned forward and pressed their face into the pillows, mumbling about how they really didn’t want to get up. Haku climbed up onto the bed with ease and laid by his owner’s side, a smile on his face, tail wagging excitedly. Turning his head slightly, the model smiled and placed his hand on the warm head of his dog, happy that at least he could always rely on him. The moment of peace and happiness was interrupted abruptly by an alert from their phone. “Shit, I thought I turned that off.”

The lanky frame stretched across the bed to grab their phone, disconnecting it from the charging cable in order to see what the notification was from. 1 New Message: Irina
Blinking a few times, Nova opened the DM and saw that his friend was interested in getting a piercing but was too scared to get one from an actual shop. The ghost of a smile played on his lips as he read the text, clearly amused by how shy she seemed to be about the whole thing. Well, he didn’t exactly blame her. They had become friends in a rather unorthodox way, but they didn’t seem to mind. Irina had been so delicate and unsure of herself when she met Nova, practically giving herself to them from the get-go. It was intoxicating in a sense.

They had been kept company by Irina for a while, her sweet words and caresses often soothing whatever troubling thing had been on Nova’s mind. But that was over. Why? Well obviously because Nova found himself dating another girl, someone that ended up being Irina’s roommate. Hazel was sweet, gentle, and understanding, her positive smiles, and bright energy were enough to make Nova of all people laugh. So he said yes when she asked him out. After all, he was only friends with Irina… right?

Shaking their head free of those thoughts, they quickly replied to the girl and got out of bed, trudging to the kitchen so they could feed Haku and then hop in the shower. “Boba baby… what the hell, is she trying to be cute today?” A soft laugh passed his soft pink lips as he ran his thumb across them, almost as if he was trying to hide the fact he found it endearing. “Haku, behave while I shower.” Talking Haku was pretty normal for Nova since they lived alone and rarely had anyone stay the night, so they often would tell their service animal what they were doing as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

The shower was much needed and left him feeling refreshed and ready to do what he had promised to do. After getting dressed and pulling his long hair back in a loose ponytail, he set to work and got his living room prepared for giving a piercing. Since he had given himself most of his own piercings over the years, alongside his friends, he was very used to the routine. Various earrings were set out along with the other tools and disinfectant. It wasn’t until he heard a knock on the door that he realized a lot of time had already passed. “Fuck.” Getting up, Nova walked over to the front door and unlocked it, Haku immediately at his side as the door was pulled to the side.

Greeted by an energetic Irina with boba in hand, he smiled slightly and moved out of the way so she could enter the apartment, Haku clearly pleased that it was a friend of Nova’s since that meant the atmosphere would be quite comfortable. Rolling his eyes at the affectionate ruffling of their hair, Nova tried their best to fix it and follow the shorter woman further into his place. “I was tempted to do just that if I’m being completely honest.” Their tone was even as they took their boba from her and drank from it. “Thanks for the treat”

It was easy to see that she was quite nervous about the whole thing which was a bit surprising because she was friends with some pretty wild people and never seemed to be bothered by anything. “Don’t be nervous, it’s not like I’m going to bite you” Nova’s hand moved automatically to brush a stray piece of hair away from her face, allowing his fingertips to brush her cheek as he did so. “I’ll put on some music too so get comfortable on the couch and pick which earring you want me to put in.”

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The autumn sunlight spilled through dark colored curtains, only to splash across exposed skin as a rather tall and lanky individual buried themselves in the fluffy blankets of their bed. They were unaware of what time it was, but honestly they didn’t exactly care. Their night had been filled with unwanted memories, shortness of breath, neverending tears, and only came to a conclusion after their dog Haku laid on them for what seemed like hours, quietly soothing their body into a stay of sleep. So naturally, they only woke up when a cold and wet nose pressed against their sensitive skin, sending goosebumps racing across every surface, an unsatisfied noise leaving them.

Sitting up, Nova yawned and rubbed his eyes, feeling the side effects of the night’s tears. “Fuck.” Groaning, they leaned forward and pressed their face into the pillows, mumbling about how they really didn’t want to get up. Haku climbed up onto the bed with ease and laid by his owner’s side, a smile on his face, tail wagging excitedly. Turning his head slightly, the model smiled and placed his hand on the warm head of his dog, happy that at least he could always rely on him. The moment of peace and happiness was interrupted abruptly by an alert from their phone. “Shit, I thought I turned that off.”

The lanky frame stretched across the bed to grab their phone, disconnecting it from the charging cable in order to see what the notification was from. 1 New Message: Irina
Blinking a few times, Nova opened the DM and saw that his friend was interested in getting a piercing but was too scared to get one from an actual shop. The ghost of a smile played on his lips as he read the text, clearly amused by how shy she seemed to be about the whole thing. Well, he didn’t exactly blame her. They had become friends in a rather unorthodox way, but they didn’t seem to mind. Irina had been so delicate and unsure of herself when she met Nova, practically giving herself to them from the get-go. It was intoxicating in a sense.

They had been kept company by Irina for awhile, her sweet words and caresses often soothing whatever troubling thing had been on Nova’s mind. But that was over. Why? Well obviously because Nova found himself dating another girl, someone that ended up being Irina’s roommate. Hazel was sweet, gentle, and understanding, her positive smiles and bright energy were enough to make Nova of all people laugh. So he said yes when she asked him out. After all, he was only friends with Irina… right?

Shaking their head free of those thoughts, they quickly replied to the girl and got out of bed, trudging to the kitchen so they could feed Haku and then hop in the shower. “Boba baby… what the hell, is she trying to be cute today?” A soft laugh passed his soft pink lips as he ran his thumb across them, almost as if he was trying to hide the fact he found it endearing. “Haku, behave while I shower.” Talking Haku was pretty normal for Nova since they lived alone and rarely had anyone stay the night, so they often would tell their service animal what they were doing, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

The shower was much needed and left him feeling refreshed and ready to do what he had promised to do. After getting dressed and pulling his long hair back in a loose ponytail, he set to work and got his living room prepared for giving a piercing. Since he had given himself most of his own piercings over the years, alongside his friends, he was very used to the routine. Various earrings were set out along with the other tools and disinfectant. It wasn’t until he heard a knock on the door that he realized a lot of time had already passed. “Fuck.” Getting up, Nova walked over to the front door and unlocked it, Haku immediately at his side as the door was pulled to the side.

Greeted by an energetic Irina with boba in hand, he smiled slightly and moved out of the way so she could enter the apartment, Haku clearly pleased that it was a friend of Nova’s since that meant the atmosphere would be quite comfortable. Rolling his eyes at the affectionate ruffling of their hair, Nova tried their best to fix it and follow the shorter woman further into his place. “I was tempted to do just that if I’m being completely honest.” Their tone was even as they took their boba from her and drank from it. “Thanks for the treat”

It was easy to see that she was quite nervous about the whole thing which was a bit surprising because she was friends with some pretty wild people and never seemed to be bothered by anything. “Don’t be nervous, it’s not like I’m going to bite you” Nova’s hand moved automatically to brush a stray piece of hair away from her face, allowing his fingertips to brush her cheek as he did so. “I’ll put on some music too so get comfortable on the couch and pick which earring you want me to put in.”

 

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Irina Altier

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"Tempted? How rude" she pouted jokingly as she felt her hair falling down on her face. She was going to move it out her face,but instead a hand came up to move it for her. Slight blush rose up to her cheeks as she looked up to Nova.

I forgot how his touch felt across my skin..and now he's gone and done it. Now i feel like this piercing appointment for me is going to be hell-

Irina then looked at the couch and nodded. "Okay ill chose something" she said going over to sit down. That's when she called Haku over to pet him before trying not be scared of the needle that would come later.. she trued not to make her leg shake because that's what usually happened when she was nervous.. she definitely did try,but she was shaking just a little while looking over the different types of piercings.

In the end she chose a cute star one, it made sense because of her major and what she was interested in. "Do you think this one would look good?" She asked Nova holding it up close to her ear. She was sure she wanted that one, she didn't even notice at first that her hand was slightly shaking.

When she did notice she put the earing down and took one long sip of her boba. "Okay lets do this before I curl up in a ball and forfeit. You know I never back down" she said laughing while running her hands through her hair to put it up in a loose ponytail, it was a little messy but she didn't care. He's seen her worse than this anyways.

So now with her ears and neck exposed she glanced at Nova. "Um..be careful with my ear..you know I'm very sensitive there.." she said before she was trying to let the music calm her nerves and she closed her eyes. She didn't want to even look at the needle.

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Minho was a man on a god damn mission.

The twenty-three-year-old was pedalling on his bike as fast as he could. A mere ten minutes ago he had received a notification from his good friend, Venus Santos. In this said message she had sent, apparently, her parents had heard that Minho was on a keto diet but craving some damn good chocolate brownies. Those sons of a bitches were angels sent from heaven because apparently, they had created a batch for him and had hand-delivered to their darling daughter’s house. The damn girl didn’t need to text twice because he was zooming all the way over from his dorm to her place. There was no way in hell those roommates were going to get a slice of ecstasy before he could.

The boy was so dang excited that he had to remind himself to place his bike upright and locked when he arrived. He had originally just jumped off the thing and let gravity take it’s place. And then he remembered where he currently was, which city and state he was living in, and backtracked to ensure the damn thing wasn’t going to get into the hands of some sneaky thief. He really had to calm himself down otherwise he was going to over exhaust himself. And we all knew what over exhausting himself led to. Heck, he didn’t even move this quickly when he played games on the field or during practice.

Okay… he needed to calm himself down. It was just chocolate. Keto chocolate. Something he had been daydreaming about for the last three weeks. Minho stood still on the spot, eyes closed and beginning to hear the sound of his therapist’s voice in his head. He was guiding him through his breathing to help calm him down. Something he was meant to do while angry and emotional – but do you think he really used it for then?

Breathe in… one… two… three… four… five… and out… Breathe –

Okay, that was enough of that.

The quickened beating of his passionate heart for chocolate was slowly easing, but remained noticeable, as he left his bike and ventured onwards to his friend’s front door. Once standing before the closed door, he did what any good friend would do; make a big old scene about being at the entrance, waiting for them. He raised his closed fist and gave a rheumatic, patterned knock that was ever so typical of Minho. A second passed. His ass was being way too damn impatient.

“Are you in there Vee?” he called out through the door after another round of sequenced knocking. Before the girl could even have a second to collect her thoughts, Minho pressed his cheek up against the door, smooshing his face against the wooden structure, and continued on with his dramatic arrival. “Vee? Do you wanna build a snowmannnn?”

He was one hundred per cent going to be the reason the neighbours were going to get her kicked out. He didn’t even attempt to make his voice angelic or to resemble any of the Disney princesses. It was loud, ear-raping and downright sin to nature as he dragged out his words.

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It was late morning.

Since their morning class was cancelled for the day — for once, it wasn’t Revan’s doing — they hunkered down in their campus apartment. Two days passed since the ambush. While Revan was slowly recovering, moving around was a bitch. After the violent encounter, Revan cashed in a few favors and located the cowardly rat responsible for ordering the attack.

Instead of letting the traitorous bastard go, Revan gave their subordinates a single command: payback.

Is this their life now?

All the sudden, a furry paw batted at their nose.

“Easy, baby girl. I’m up, I’m up.”

Revan picked up the tiny ball of fluff determined to use their nose as a punching bag. They snorted in response. If Schwabelle wanted you awake, she woke you up, consequences be damned.

“I was trying to sleep, you know,”

they drawled.

Schwabelle blinked slowly as if saying: oh, really?

They huffed at the audacity. Their own cat called them out on their bullshit. Rude.

“Sassy brat. Keep that up and I’ll make you pay for your own food,”

Revan snarked.

She merely mewled in response.

Solving violence with more violence?

Revan rolled off the couch and stood. As Schwabelle purred against their chest, they shuffled to the kitchen. They placed Schwabelle in front of her food dish near the entrance. Revan moved to and fro, prepping her homemade cat food. Due to their frugal upbringing, they knew when to save. Since store brand cat food was expensive — and to be frank, disgusting — Revan developed a personalized diet for their baby girl.

“Does my gluttonous Schwabelle want her food?”

they mused. Revan dished their cat’s food bowl.

The aforementioned kitten mewed and started to eat.

Playing the Judge, Jury, and Executioner?

As Schwabelle ate her late breakfast, Revan brewed themself a cup of coffee, poured a generous — correction, unhealthy — amount of creamer in their mug, and shuffled back to the living room. They carefully sat down — mindful of their stitches — on the couch and sagged against the thick cushions.

Miles’ couch paled in comparison to Spencer’s, but it was surprisingly comfortable.

All for the sake of vengeance?

”One more day until Halloween, eh Batman? Still think we could have won that costume contest you raved about for weeks?”

Revan announced.

Silence washed over the room.

“Not sure if we’d get most creative. Dean Winchester and Castiel ain’t exactly original.”

For a moment, Revan visualized their partner’s infuriatingly cocky grin.

Do you doubt me, handsome? he’d say.

Heaving a sigh, Revan sipped their obnoxiously — they hated black coffee — sweet coffee.

“You and more your brother are more alike than you think,”

they muttered.

Is it worth it?

It wasn’t healthy.

Talking to their dead partner as if he was in the same room … as if he would answer? It was the opposite of healthy. In hindsight, nothing about Revan Magnússon screamed healthy. Case in point, sleeping on the couch. Instead of using their bedroom, Revan crashed — nowadays, they avoided sleep like the plague — on the couch. It reminded them of Spencer.

How far will they go?

“He’s just as stubborn as you, Batman.”

Revan glanced at a clock on the nearby wall.

”It’s been two days.”

Two days ago, on the night they were ambushed, Miles and Revan got into an argument. While Miles promised to be there for them, he never returned to the apartment. Instead of approaching the overgrown titan and making amends, Revan stubbornly avoided their roommate.

They tried letting Miles in. However, if Miles doesn’t want to be involved in their business, how can they trust him?

Will they survive?

”Fucking asshat,”

Revan grumbled.

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  Two days he spent hiding away in the campus’ library. Two days and the once comforting - albeit stressful - walls around him became stifling. Tense. Heavy. Like it was hard to breathe. Old architecture, patched up and remodeled to look somewhat updated just bothered the younger DuBois to no end.
  
  Hiding.
  
  Yeah, that’s exactly what he was doing.
  'So much for being fearless…' he thought bitterly. Though if he were to dwell on the thought he would realize that it was never him who was fearless. That title belonged to-
  
  Shaking his shaggy mane of a head, Miles pulled himself from his thoughts. The dark edges of his mind receding just enough for his gaze to focus back on the stacks of bound paper and pens on the table before him. Two days of nonstop studying. Of searching. Trying to find answers to the questions that plagued the both of them. Though he doubted Revan would see it that way.
  
  He lied. He was a coward. No better than his father. He shuddered at the self-reflection. Miles promised he would be there for them, and he wasn’t. He said they were family. Well, family doesn’t just dip out when things get tough. Miles chuckled darkly to himself. A sense of annoyance brought on by the memories of the messages they sent one another two days ago. Miles really was concerned for Revan’s safety and well-being. IS. But things just couldn’t go his way could it? They weren’t the only ones hurting this time. It was HIS BROTHER who he lost. His better half. The one that would be tugging him along on the next adventure. Getting Miles to try new and greasy foods that would surely cause his stomach to complain the next day. Forcing him to listen to classic rock anytime they took a trip in Baby - and since Miles wasn’t ever allowed to drive her, he never got to pick the music.
  
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Quinn…

His fingers trembled. Despite the crippling fear threatening to choke him, Quinn stood firmly in front of Teo. He didn’t care if he was completely bare — tattoos and scars on full display — in front of a crusty old man. He wouldn’t let this monster touch Teo. His hands curled into fists. Suddenly, a spark of boldness flooded his veins. Quinn refused to cower in front of this man.

Even if his instincts screamed to hide — Quinn hated conflict — he stood defiantly with his head held high. His dark chocolate eyes flashed, daring the older man to retaliate.

Without warning, Teo stepped forward and shielded him. His heart lurched.

“I-I can handle this, Tay, I—“

His voice trailed. With his back straight and head held high, Teo exuded sheer stubborn determination. Even if Quinn spoke up, he knew his words fell on deaf ears.

He bit his lip. Quinn would be lying if he said he wasn’t vexed. For once, he wanted to protect Teo. He was always being saved like a damsel in distress. While Quinn appreciated the valiant gesture, he wasn’t made of glass. He knew how to fight back. Despite his inner turmoil, his heart fluttered.

“Teo…”

If Teo cared enough to protect him, did that mean—?

Quinn shook his head. Now wasn’t the time for that. Without a word, he raised his right hand and clutched Teo’s left palm. He squeezed the hand gently, offering his silent support.

I’m here hung in the air.

This is just … disgusting.

A frown marred his lips.

“You’re wrong,”

Quinn murmured.

Beady eyes locked onto him. While they threatened to penetrate his soul, Quinn met the frigid gaze unflinchingly.

“Nothing about this is wrong. The only disgusting thing I see here is you.”

His grip on his lover’s hand tightened.

”You’re filling his head with lies, you filthy whor—“

”I’M NOT!”

His eyes widened. Did he just scream? While he felt incensed, the sudden outburst caught him off guard. Quinn gnawed on his lip and shuffled closer. Instead of standing behind Teo, he flanked the older boy’s left side. He raised their adjoined hands.

“I won’t stand here and let you fill Teo’s head with lies. You’ve already done enough,”

he announced.

Quinn knew Teo wanted to protect him. However, if Teo had to face his father, he wasn’t going to confront the monster alone. Whether his stubborn friend liked it or not, they were in this together. Even if his heart skipped a beat — a protective Teo was undeniably attractive — Quinn refused to stand back and be protected like a powerless damsel.

Teo and him were equals.

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Mornings are evil.

Remember the saying: early bird catches the worm?

Pure evil.

It was a quote directly from the Devil himself and you can’t convince Marshall otherwise. If he had the divine power, Marshall would cancel mornings permanently. No one should be forced to start their day until at least twelve o’clock noon.

Alas, Marshall wasn’t an omnipotent deity.

While the heathens — if you wake up in the morning willingly, you’re a heathen — caught the worm, Marshall burrowed his face against his Star’s neck. He shied away from the morning light seeping through the curtains and snuggled closer. Marshall didn’t know what time it was and he didn’t care.

His Shooting Star was warm and smelled like home.

“어리석은 태양,”

grumbled the marshmallow. All the sudden, a chill trickled down his spine. He shivered and shuffled closer, seeking warmth.

“Emmy,”

he mumbled sleepily. Without Emmett — M&M’s liked mornings, the heathen — Marshall felt simultaneously cold and vulnerable. He hated feeling exposed. When M&M’s, Star, and him cuddled together, Marshall slept in the middle. Being surrounded by his partners made him feel warm and safe.

If he didn’t receive a high level of security, Marshall experienced intense night terrors.

Despite his deep aversion to mornings, the drowsy ravenette was slowly returning to the Land of the Living. While he clung to the last remnants of sleep like a vicious feral cat, his senses were on high alert. Marshall shifted and tucked his head underneath his Star’s chin. Even if he was half-awake, the stubborn marshmallow refused to move.

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어리석은 태양 — Foolish Sun
essentially calling the sun stupid
translation by Papago

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The tension in the room was nerve-wracking.

He had never heard Quinn raise his voice before like he had just done to his father. It was safe to say that Teo was even a little startled by the boy’s burst of passion. His eyes never left his father’s face as he glared at the two boys. Even when Quinn repositioned himself to stand by his side, hands entwined and raised to show Angus. The whole ordeal had left him in two minds.

As sad as it was, there was that toxicity in the back of his mind that his father embedded. It seeped through his every being and was on its way to triggering his fight or flight motives. For there was a little bit of a temptation to yank his hand away from Quinn’s. To declare to the boy that he was not bi like he clearly stated to him every time they were moments away from debunking that claim. But also, the thought of having someone so close and so willing to protect you remained a sorrowful wound on Teo’s poor, defeated heart. The only other person in this world to stand up before his father, declaring that he wouldn’t hurt him, was his mother. Now, not saying that Quinn reminded him of his mother, and he had some lonely boy mummy kink or something. However, his mum was the only other person in this world who just got him. It scared him to the core to even think that Quinn could end up in the same outcome as the woman he loved so dearly.

With his eyes never leaving his father’s face, he could see the molten anger rolling through the older man’s body as he was processing what was happening before him. It did leave Teo wondering what was so bad about being gay?. With that little nugget of thought, Teo could feel the confidence building from the pits of his stomach and marching in triumph up to his chest. You know what, maybe he was bi. And maybe – just maybe – he was going to be confident enough to squish the leeches his father had placed upon his boy, leaving a constant reminder that that lifestyle was not one someone should even consider pursuing.

“What’s the matter, Angus?” Teo spoke in a calm, patronising voice as he cocked his head to the side, and his eyebrow rose with the query. “You scared the gayness will rub off on you, and your little mates in the Christian lobby will stop supporting your campaigns?” Okay, maybe he was getting too cocky. If Teo had a filter, it would have been best to activate it now. The keyword was if he had one. He did not. Therefore, a string of words, unhinged and said with not a great deal of processing, came flowing from his mouth like a raging river.

“Or is it that you’re afraid that your Christian mates will find out that you had a mail order bride for a wife? Not only that – but an Asian one too. Wowee, that really does not look too good on you, showing that whole, you know, Asian fetishization side of your life.” He paused for a moment, releasing a soft scoff as he shook his head dramatically along with his words in disgust “But if the lobby was ever to find out that you have a son that was the product of your whole fetish, I think there would be a chance for your revival to status. Your villain story, however, will probably start with the lobby discovering that your son has had his cock buried deep into another man’s assh-”

Slap!

Fury sprang into life, coursing through Angus’ body. As Teo had spoken, there had been a gravitational pull between father and son. The gap between the two seemed to have mysteriously fallen, to which Angus took to his advantage. The older gentleman took that space with his outstretched hand and came into complete impact with the side of Teo’s cheek. He could feel his face on fire, his cheek throbbing. All the confidence that had built up inside him was now gone. He was left in a moment of shock, feeling his once warm body filled with love from his dear friend next to him to drain as a shower of ice ran through his spine.

He had forgotten how persuasive Angus could be.

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It came out of nowhere. For a moment, Quinn watched his stubborn Teo speak his mind. If you had to describe Teo Choi, two words came to mind: no filter. He had the subtlety of a rampaging bull in a china cabinet. While his lover’s sharp tongue inevitably attracted trouble, Quinn admired Teo’s boldness. He didn’t sugar coat his words.

Honestly, Teo’s straightforward nature is what made Quinn fall in love with him. If Teo wanted you to know something, he didn’t hold back, consequences be damned. His sheer stubbornness, while admittedly infuriating, inspired Quinn to be more confident. Case in point, his current state. Despite the fear coursing through his veins, he stood next to Teo with his head held high.

In hindsight, Quinn should have kept his eyes on Angus.

All the sudden, the older man lashed out. Before Quinn could intervene, the monster slapped Teo hard. His heart lurched in response.

“Teo!”

He retracted his hand and cupped his lover’s face. Quinn opened his mouth, a desperate plea on the tip of his tongue when—

Once he witnessed the despondent expression on Teo’s face, the words died in his throat.

No…

Something deep inside him snapped.

”—you filthy, disgusting piece of—“ The crusty old man’s tirade was cut off with a fist.

“HOW DARE YOU!”

CRACK!

Quinn felt Angus’ nose break with a satisfying crunch. Ignoring the monster’s pained howl, Quinn used the distraction to his advantage and gripped the man’s hair roughly. He yanked the bastard’s head downward. Quinn swung his left knee upward and slammed Angus’ forehead against his kneecap. He released his grip and shoved the monster back. He raised his arm in front of Teo protectively.

“If you want to touch Teo, you have to go through me!”

As the crusty old fart clutched his nose and stumbled, Quinn stood his ground and refused to cower.

He knew a punch to the face and a knee to the forehead wasn’t enough to take down the burly man. However, if Angus wanted to fight, he would give the monster a fight. For a moment, his previous crippling fear was replaced with righteous fury.

This coldhearted bastard hurt Teo. Suffice to say, Quinn was pissed. He would make the filthy monster pay for harming his closest and dearest friend.

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Teo knew that Quinn could take a man down but Jesus Christ, he didn’t realise he meant he could take them down with moves. He had been under the assumption he had meant with his seductive persuasion. But here they stood, Angus holding onto his nose that was beginning to form a pool of blood and Teo is absolute… It wasn’t terror. It was some sort of awe. Kinda hot too. But most importantly, he really wanted to give Quinn the biggest and highest high five he could ever muster. The boy had really lived out the dream that he had hidden away in the back of his brain for so many years.

The older male gnawed his teeth as his tearing eyes snapped from the man who had just assaulted him to the – in Angus’ opinion – weaker or the two. “As of the end of this month, I won’t be paying for your credit card anymore. I’ll be contacting the bank to have it terminated.” he told his son with a wicked smirk forming in the corners of his mouth. “You won’t be receiving any payments from me. Not until you live by the rules of my house and as a… normal-” he paused, gazing at the naked boy before him with disgust and then back at Teo. Honestly, the way he looked at the pair of them was as if they blended in so neatly with the scum and dirt that was collecting so casually in the corners of Teo’s apartment. He really wasn’t the cleanest of people. “... person. Do I make myself clear?”

End of the month. Which was in two days. He didn’t have time to panic about it now. He just wanted the man gone out of his apartment and out of his life.

“Crystal clear.” Teo snarled back at the man, his fangs on display “Message received.”

The stare between the father and son lasted for a moment of two, blanketed with a deafening silence. An agreement was happening in the magnetic fields of telepathy before them before Angus was pleased with the control he had in the situation. Without another decibel of sound, the bleeding male turned from his spot and exited. The sound of his Louis Vuitton shoes tapped against the timber flooring, growing further and further away. Finally, there was the sound of the door opening and coming to a complete close. They could finally breathe again, something that Teo didn’t realize he had been holding the whole time.

With the sound of the latch clicking on the front door of the apartment, a wave of emotions ran through his body. First off, shit. That was intense. Secondly, his fucking face was on fire. Thirdly, shit, he was going to have to find a new place to move into. Heck, he was going to have to find a job. How the hell was he going to do that?! And finally, Quinn. Slowly, Teo finally turned his gaze towards the smaller boy. Another wave of emotions flooded over him. He was starting to struggle to swim in this chaotic, raging ocean that was overcoming him today. So much so, that he responded the only way he knew and in classic Teo style; without a filter.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” his eyes widened and snapping at the bare boy in front of him. “You could’ve gotten yourself fucking killed but instead you thought hey, this would be a great time to reenact traditional Greek Olympics with your fucking ding dong hanging out? What would’ve happened if he fell over, and you whacked him across the face with your dick? You want to be charged for sexual assault and be on a sexual predator watch list for the rest of your life because you decided to have a sausage party on my Dad’s face? Which, by the way, congratulations. You’ve now officially met my father. I hope you’re glad that every time he thinks about how you both met, all he’s going to think is how you broke his face and flaunted your giant ass cock in his face.”

Like I said. Typical, classic Teo style to show how much he actually cared.

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