/ am i high rn ?

➯ open to f  /  m  /  nb

“stop saying you love me because you don’t. i’m not the type of person someone can love.”

“you can thank your looks and personality for that one.” as she sunk into the water, legs tangling with the other just enough to get comfortable, priscilla nods in agreement. “of course. i’m a sucker for lush.” she reaches over to grab her own glass as she listens, smiling at the mention of said recipe book. it was unclear as to why priscilla’s go-to gift for others had to be cook books but it was nice knowing at least one person planned on putting it to good use. “oh, yes. i’d love to cook with you.” priscilla’s excessive enthusiasm for, well, anything wanted to make her gag. she wasn’t big on showing emotions, but naturally it came out with this one. after one more sip the brunette held her glass off to the side, giving her space to lean in towards the other. “i’d love to do a lot of things with you.” she smirks before planting a quick kiss to their lips.

❛   right,   that’s   where   we   were.   ❜   romeo   grinned,   arms   crossed   over   his   chest;   he’s   sitting   on   top   of   the   counter   opposite   to   wren,   and   despite   the   cocky   look   on   his   face,   he’s   thankful   the   other   had   been   the   one   to   pull   the   trigger–   romeo   had   never   been   good   at   subtle   flirting,   but   he   was   starting   to   fear   that   perhaps   wren   wasn’t   into   men.   ❛   depends   on   where   you’ll   take   me.   what’s   the   plan   ?   ❜

    yes. the word was stuck in the back of his throat, threatening to slide off his tongue and into the air. yes. he absolutely would hurt him over a stupid necklace, over anything that would give him an excuse. maybe that was unhinged. maybe he was unhinged. it wasn’t the first time the thought occurred to him, certainly wouldn’t be the last. considering that was the only barrier between him and going for judd’s jugular, and unfortunately his younger brother shared his own bad judgement.

    in a move decidedly supernatural in nature, he sprang up and slid over the top of the battered vehicle, landing cleanly on the gravel in front of his target. “don’t play games with me, now,” he growled, taking him by the throat and slamming him up against the side of the car. “let’s get one thing straight here. i stole it, so it’s mine, now. got it? and if y’know what’s good for you, you’ll hand it over before i decide to squeeze.” quickly, too. because his patience had worn thin and it was getting harder and harder to convince himself not to lean in and rip him open with his teeth. “i’ll give you ten seconds. you hand it over, i’ll let go, and we’ll both go an’ check in.”

   it’s as if his brother can sense , he’s forgotten about his non-human status. is quick to refresh his memory as he’s suddenly looming over him , hand curling around throat before , judd can even think of darting away. pressed uncomfortably against the low figure of car , own hands flying up in an effort to claw off , seth’s hand. “ ain’t playin games. ” grits out , trying to ignore the tightening of hand. “ why’s it so special to you if it’s stolen , sounds fake as fuck. not like i’m trynna steal it , stupid. i just want you to chill the eff out and let me breathe. ”  

    if he kept grinding his teeth together like he was, he was going to wind up with nothing left. he just couldn’t help it. they’d barely gotten to the halfway mark and judd had already stretched his patience to the breaking point. any more out of him, and he would seriously, seriously, start reconsidering the idea of taking him along. every time he tries to banish the thought, it comes back to him: it would be so easy to kill him. hell, let him die. he was dead weight and nothing but. but then he remembered that night, long ago, when the foolish child stumbled across the worst night of his life. remembered threatening him. remembered the look on his face as he fought back tears. he couldn’t do it. not yet.

    and just when the ghost of regret started to bloom in his chest, he had to be stupid again and take it all away. “if you don’t put that thing back where y’found it in the next five seconds, i swear to god i’ll throw you outta this damn car. y’hear me?” he snarled, sending him another killer look. he could barely hear him over the roar of blood in his ears. turned his head back to focus on the road, on anything but the man in his passenger seat. it was almost more than he could take not to make good on his threat, to say fuck it to whatever family bonds still lived within him and just end it already. thankfully, judd had the sense to shut up.

    seth spent the remainder of the trip in silence, hands tight on the wheel. although more stressful than usual, he was grateful for the time to himself. the time to calm down. for better or for worse, it was a finite relief, and as he reached their destination ( a disgusting, run-down motel on the edge of a town ), he couldn’t help but notice judd stirring. lips drawn into a thin line, he considered his brother carefully. “no, you’re comin’ with me. you can take care of whatever y’need to take care of once we’ve got the room.”

    eyebrows raise in surprise and mild terror at seth’s threat , hands raising up in defense. “ over a fucking necklace collar thing , you would hurt me? what the actual fuck , man? what’s so special about it huh , you stole—- ” realization hits him like a truck , devious grin stretches across his face. “ no fuckin way , this is yours isn’t it? someone gave it to yo—-OH! was it!? the fuckin clown that engraved their name?! that’s rich , big bad seth , being someone’s property.” judd’s words are smug as he tosses the box between hands. feeling he’s got the upper hand now , item is shoved into back pocket. well out of immediate reach of his brother. taking a couple of steps back , he shoots finger guns , in the man’s direction. 

   //  𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ♡ // accepting !!