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hate that im him

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eyebrow quirks up at her words, corner of his lips twiching up as he moved closer " oh i wasn't ? but then how would i know about your undying love for me if i wasn't supposed to hear that ? " he teases " next time you can just cut off the middle man, " he throws a pointed look to the person she had been talking to " just share your thoughts directly. " he offers a wink.

“ okay, let’s not get carried away. i said you’re hot. that’s all. ” how she hadn’t noticed he was in such close proximity whilst she spilled her pent-up thoughts is beyond her, and she blames the alcohol in her system for the slack. “ let’s just forget about it. ” the words come out more like a demand than a request.

                     " i panicked, okay? she was staring, and i assumed you'd never want to go, so it felt easier to just say yes. " leans torso forward to rest her cheek against the other's shoulder, a last - ditch attempt at pacifying the annoyance she can see bubbling right at the surface. " don't be mad. it'll be, like, an hour. tops. "

she'd go anywhere if rosie really wanted her to, but maybe that's the problem. this is supposed to be secret, but it doesn't mean it makes it any easier to consider rosie being so public with somebody else. some of the tension leaves her shoulders as the other rests against her, a small sigh leaving her lips. “ yeah, right. don't cut your night short on my account. ” she can hear how ridiculous she sounds and it makes her wince a little, but the jealousy only thrums harder.

                    " i will, if you end up fucking him. will you? " pointed, eyebrows slightly raised in warning. the amusement on the other's face is a direct contrast to how wholly unamused he looks in turn, but the rigidness in his shoulders loosen at his touch. maybe some of the surliness does, too. " get rid of him. before i do. "

it's a little twisted how the other's question makes him smile. jealousy is unbelievably attractive when it drips from his lips. “ i'm not going to fuck him, alright ? stop fretting. ” as tempting as it is to keep teasing him, he likes the way he can see monty visibly softening at just his touch too much to keep it going. “ you can stop acting like some kinda assassin now. consider my dick under lock and key. ” he grins as he steps closer, letting his hands settle against monty's waist where they squeeze lightly.

ash can't remember anyone else ever making him feel like this. no one will ever compare to the other. and he doesn't want anyone else to ever compare to him. he hates the idea of him touching someone else like this. he feels better when he agrees. when he tells ash that he's right. the heavy press of his hand settles something in ash's chest. "me too. i don't want anyone else touching you like this. tell me no one else has." ash demands softly. he'd always been like this; jealous and possessive. "i miss you. i want you to touch me."

“ nobody has. ” it's only not embarrassing to admit because ash is looking at him so expectantly, because he can pick up on the jealousy in his tone. he wants to ask the same, but there's the slight possibility that somebody has touched him, and he'd rather die than know about it. “ you'd probably let me touch you right now, right here, wouldn't you ? where anybody could see ? ” sully asks lowly against his mouth, a small smirk settling.

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"yeah, it's not a problem at all," gio confirms with a nod that probably goes unnoticed. truth be told, he'd do just about anything to make felix have a good time, and he's keen to make sure their first real time alone together goes well. "noted." as if he'll be needing this information ever again — snacks and post-alcohol hunger. it's probably info luke already knows about felix, and giovani feels a pang of jealousy that shouldn't be there at the thought. "oh — no, you don't need to buy me anything." he bites at his lip, trying to come up with an answer because his mind is suddenly more blank than he's used to. fuck, just say something. "uh, you know those like, sweettarts ropes ?" why this comes to mind, gio doesn't know. he can't think of a more awkward candy to eat in front of someone.

“ i know, i want to. ” felix insists, “ sweettart ropes it is ! and popcorn. of course. ” he likes knowing something more about gio, even if it is just what candy he likes. as the store comes into view, he loops an overly familiar arm with gio’s, tugging him inside. “ we should get some sodas too … or slurpees ! ” he’s practically bouncing down the aisles of the store, selecting what they need and still hanging off gio’s arm. it’s kinda ridiculous that this is the most fun he’s had all evening, but it makes sense. he’s a homebody, and a movie night is up there as one of his favorite types of date hangout.