It's really good to hear your voice saying my name

Cassie: Like, you’d wear a shirt a little too tight so I could see your muscles. Or shorts that showed off your legs.

Declan: I didn’t know you liked legs.

Cassie: No, but it’s a very easy way to get me to squirm. Too easy so you wouldn’t. You’d be subtle.

Cassie: .....Are you coming naked?

Cassie: Brock’s party on the 28th?

Cassie: I’m going to be there as tinkerbell. And driving you crazy alllll night.

Declan: Sounds like a date. His parties are always the best.

Declan had been staring at the screen in front himself for over an hour and nothing. Not a damn thing seemed to be the perfect fit. Was trying to find something to wear for Halloween always this damn hard? Usually the young man did the bare minimum for Halloween, throwing some old sheet haphazardly over himself whilst cutting out a couple of holes. Or, just walking around shirtless all night with some old shorts and calling himself Bruce Banner after having shifted back from the Hulk- which in itself made no sense considering the guys pants didn’t just magically re-appear on the man once he shifted back into his normal form. But hey, girls bought it, and guys never had the balls to challenge him on the idea. The previous year he had let Skylar do all of the work in finding something for the couple to wear and he had just gone along for the ride- happy wife, happy life, that was the motto, right? 

This year the boy was taking things into his own hands. Mostly because he had thrown around the idea to match with Cassie instead, and he couldn’t do that if his wife had already decided what they were wearing. Getting in early, or somewhat early was his best bet at not having issues. So there he sat, surfing the net for anything even close to looking like Peter Pan. The idea in itself was pretty lame, but as soon as he had caught wind that it was something Cassie would find cute, he was all in. Surely he was cool enough for it to not matter, right? If Declan had managed to go with Skylar the previous year as a matching pair, surely he and Cassie could “accidentally” match too. It very obviously wouldn’t be the same to everyone else at the party, but that was one of the cool things about having a secret thing- it was only you two that had to know. Would he have preferred to not have to hide it at all? Of course. But that was the shitty thing about having a secret thing- no-one else was allowed to know. Was it hard at times to keep what he had with Cassie? Of course, and it only got more and more difficult the more time passed by. But there was still an incredibly hard decision to be made, and Declan just couldn’t bring himself to actually do it. Not just yet. So long as Skylar didn’t find out, and Cassie didn’t ask him to make that choice, he would keep it just the way it was, for now.

With a deep sigh, Declan threw back his head as he slammed his laptop shut, tossing it to the other side of the couch, jolting Skylar from her focus on the show she was watching on the television on the other side of the room. At the obvious look of confusion, the boy immediately apologized, “Oh, sorry, babe. I didn’t mean to frighten you.” Looking over at his wife, he knew an explanation was needed. “I’ve been trying to find an outfit for Halloween..” Crinkling his nose, he let out another sigh. “Apparently it’s not that easy.” The mention of Halloween peaked Skylar’s attention almost immediately, the girl moving across the room with a curious look. “What did you have in mind?” fell past her lips with a grin, clearly impressed at the initiative the young man had taken. Opening his mouth he fumbled over how to answer. “I-uh. Um..” Rubbing the back of his neck, Declan shrugged. “Peter Pan?” God it felt so incredibly lame as the name slipped from his lips. In no other universe would Declan have ever considered this as a costume idea. Fuck Cassie for being so damn cute. 

“Peter Pan?” Skylar questioned with a raised brow. Obviously she too had picked up on just how odd it was for the boy to want to be something from a children’s movie. Oh boy was he screwed. “Yeah.. I-uh.. Wanted to try something different this year?” The excuse tumbled from Declan’s lips almost effortlessly. Something new was total bullshit. Fuck when did he become such a good liar? Especially when it was Skylar that he was lying to? The girl in from of him was too pure, and too good to be treating this way. And right on cue there it was again, that churning in his stomach that seemed to be ever present lately. She was too good for this, too good for him. The smile that spread almost instantly across the girl’s face showed that she fell for the excuse without a second guess of it, announcing excitedly how the couple could match. Shit. 

CASSIE: My money is safe.

CASSIE: Drive safe. I love you.

DECLAN: I might have to have a chat with Christian.

CASSIE: Dude. That 'promise' ring he got her? A pre-engagement ring.

CASSIE: I'll be waiting.

DECLAN: Okay, so technically.

CASSIE: Noah and Izzy. For sure. He already brought her a pre-engagement ring.

CASSIE: Whenever you're free. So an hour ago.

DECLAN: He so hasn't.

CASSIE: I'd put money on it.

CASSIE: No. But a girl's gotta check.

DECLAN: Noah and Izzy, or Tess and Christian?

CASSIE: I'm glad they're happy. Iz and Noah both deserve it. They'll be engaged next.

CASSIE: Phew. That's a relief.

DECLAN: Taking bets? :P

CASSIE: What about Noah and Iz? Still disgustingly in love?

CASSIE: Hey, a girl's gotta get consent.

DECLAN: Oh yeah. You haven't seen them recently? I still can't believe none of us even noticed those two. Guess everyone was wrapped up in their own shit back then.

CASSIE: It's definitely running.

CASSIE: Anything can happen. They're good together.

CASSIE: Want me to bend you tonight?

DECLAN: Good.

DECLAN: They are. It's good.

CASSIE: Absolutely LOVING it.

CASSIE: Yeaaaah that could be an awkward situation; all Tessa was going on about the other day was getting married to Christian.

CASSIE: I was going to say, you know I bite. ;)

DECLAN: I am just going to let that imagination of yours run wild for a while then.

DECLAN: Oh really? I haven't really spoken to him about it lately. But hey, there was a time when neither of us were keen for it. So y'know.

CASSIE: OHHHH. Nah. I mean I'm not wearing a short blonde wig so it wouldn't be fair for you to have to wear the dicky hat. I am expecting tights though. OHHH BOY.

CASSIE: God, he's so beyond whipped. When are they getting hitched?

CASSIE: Promise, no asking you to murder anybody. Plus I'm capable of that myself.

DECLAN: Not leaving much to the imagination. You're loving this idea, aren't you?

DECLAN: I don't know if Christian is about that life. I mean, you know his parents. Not the happiest of couples. Though if there's anyone that could convince him, it'd be Tessa.

CASSIE: Yes. :)

CASSIE: I hope they go as like, peanut butter and jelly or something. Then I can laugh at him all night.

CASSIE: You do. However. You know, prison.

DECLAN: Random question. Would I have to wear the dicky hat like in the animated version? I feel like it takes away any sex appeal.

DECLAN: It wouldn't even surprise me if they went as something lame like that.