* WORST ENEMY .

@ericisms​ ! - eric.

“ i’m decidedly ditching today. ” riley grumbles as he rubs at tired eyes, gripping his phone in hand. the facetime call is set at 10 minutes so far, 5 of which he’d spent explaining to eric why exactly it was such a PAIN that a previous hookup had stolen his apple watch the morning prior. “ i think i owe it to me. i also want coffee, and i might run to target. ” keys jingle as he gets into his car, slamming the door shut and putting the keys in the ignition. “ do you want to come with ? if anyone wants to fuck off today, i figure it’s you. ” he yawns to his friend, drawing his hood over his head. 

there was something so pure and innocent about their little meeting up here on the roof ;  two people suffering from a senseless energy after dark, two people finding their way to the rooftop to meet up and just.. be. levi always felt so small and insignificant when looking up at the stars, he always felt like the world and universe was so much bigger than anything he was or could ever be. a beautiful feeling, however depressing it might sound. he liked the feeling of all his problems, worries and insecurities shrinking into nothingness. “ no no please, it’s okay, “ levi carefully pushes the blanket back onto eric’s lap, smiling softly at him before sneaking his hands under his own part of the blanket, “ i’ll just do this. see? i don’t need my hands anyway right now. “ a tender giggle bubbled in his throat and he looked up at the stars above them, sparkling like little diamonds. “ so many tonight.. “ he said in a hushed voice.

    HE HOLDS back a playful roll of his eyes and chuckle as he watches the others actions. there’s something so innocent about the movement that reminds eric of just how different a person levi is then the usual gang he hands around with. “ if you say so ... if your fingers falls out later this week don’t come crying to me , “ he muses lightly, a smirk pulling onto his cheeks. his eyes follows the others flickering to the sky above them. “ yeah, wouldn’t expect it from a city like this ... i guess seattle is no new york or whatever , “ he answers, eric ever the most eloquent with his words. he pulls the blanket closer to him, “  - ya know, we won’t be able to come up here if it’s get too much colder , “ he comments softly. 

𝐈𝐕𝐘   𝐖𝐀𝐒   𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐓𝐎   𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓   𝐀𝐋𝐋   𝐎𝐅   𝐇𝐄𝐑   things   when   an   unsettling   &   familiar   voice   caught   her   attention   .   a   voice   that   caused   her   heart   to   drop   into   her   stomach   &   her   mouth   dry   up   .   she   quickly   brought   herself   to   her   feet   once   more   ,   adjusting   the   beret   that   sat   prettily   atop   her   head   as   she   tried   to   think   of   ANYTHING   to   say   to   him   .   it   had   been   a   while   since   the   two   of   them   had   talked   ,   much   less   helped   one   another   with   anything   .   "   you   don’t   have   to   help   me   .   i   could   have   done   it   on   my   own   ,   "   ivy   muttered   ,   staring   straight   ahead   at   the   elevator   doors   that   had   betrayed   her   just   moments   before   .   the   dark   -   haired   girl   was   far   too   embarrassed   to   even   cast   a   glance   eric’s   way   .   additionally   ,   ivy   longed   to   avoid   the   WARMTH   that   spread   through   her   chest   at   the   sight   of   him   .   it   was   painful   &   not   welcomed   in   the   slightest   .   "   if   you   have   other   places   to   be   ,   it’s   fine   .   i   can   handle   a   couple   boxes   ,   "   she   murmured   ,   voice   just   louder   than   a   whisper   .

     HE wonders for moment, why he suddenly feels this obligation to help her. after everything that had happened between the pair, both making it clear they didn’t want anything to do with the other, why was he here ? maybe because it was ivy and he never made sound decisions when it came to her. he pauses at her question for a moment as he shift nervously for a moment. “ it’s fine , “ he says quietly playing it off with a small shrug shuffling into the now open elevator doors, “ weren’t you the one who just complained about needing a hand anyways , “ he adds with a little bit of spite filling into his voice. there’s an awkward silence and unseen tension that falls between them in small elevator. there’s a pulling feeling his chest being this close to her  and the awkwardness that permeates between hem. “ why do you have these boxes anyways ? “ he finds himself asking just as a way to fill the silence. 

            𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄  𝐓𝐎  𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂  ,  𝐀  𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓  𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒  𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐒  𝐇𝐀𝐃  𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘’𝐒  𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍  𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐔𝐏  𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄  𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐈𝐍  𝐀  𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂  𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐏  .  ❝  wait  ,  wait  ,  wait  !!!  leave  her  alone  ,  i  saved  up  three  paychecks  to  afford  her  !!!  geez  ,  you’re  acting  like  it’s  like  late  or  somethin’  !  ❞  he  scoffed  playfully  ,  adding  another  level  by  rolling  his  eyes  .  only  someone  like  eric  could  get  away  with  stomping  around  his  apartment  &  talking  to  him  in  aggressive  tones  without  a  form  of  payback  .  pulling  a  remote  seemingly  out  of  thin  air  ,  he  turned  down  the  blaring  music  down  to  a  more  normal  level  .  cheekily  grinning  ,  he  put  it  back  in  his  pocket  ,  pleased  with  eric’s  song  selections  .  ❝  famous  last  words  is  always  a  must  have  in  any  top  five  .  as  expected  from  my  very  DEAREST  best  pal  .  ❞  amused  as  he  already  was  ,  his  joy  grew  even  greater  at  the  offer  of  eric  staying  .  &  then  ,  he  was  immediately  offended  in  turn  .  how  dare  he  think  he  not  have  beer  of  all  things  ?!  ❝  i  have  everything  in  this  place  !  can’t  believe  you  of  all  people  would  doubt  me  !  ❞  within  a  moment’s  notice  ,  mikey  left  the  living  room  &  grabbed  a  cold  beer  from  the  kitchen  ,  tossing  it  the  other  upon  his  return  .

      A SMALL snort passed through eric’s nose and mouth at the other’s panic by his movements. “ some of work nights ... right now is our night , “ he skirts around the word work, it’s not like mikey doesn’t know his job but it wasn’t something eric liked to bring up too casually. his body twists eyes landing back on him as the music comes to a much more reasonable volume. he scoffs with a roll of his eyes at the other’s exaggerated words moving towards the other’s couch. “ i do have the best taste don’t i , “ he dryly muses before plopping down with a huff onto the cushions of the couch. “ hey now, don’t get pissy with me ... i didn’t want to assume anything ... who knows if you ever actually keep this place stocked , “ his words hold an uncharacteristic teasing tone as the beer swoops into his arms. with click the beer popped opened and he took a long sip off the top. “ what’s your plan for today ? “ he makes small talk, “ i might go for a ride later if you wanna tag along . “

‹ @ericisms· ›

there was something about having a roommate that was unlike anything else. some people like to compare it to family but tobias didn’t really think so at all. he was grateful though that his roommate eric seemed to be out most nights and when tobi worked the early shifts eric would be asleep. so coming home from a 6 hour shift at 2pm and seeing his roomie asleep was just a normal thing. he was able to just hop in the shower in peace.

walking back out from his shower and out into the hallway, towel drying his hair he didn’t really expect to see eric. out in the hallway, while hes shirtless. now this wouldn’t be too much of a problem. it shouldn’t be, but eric was insanely fucking hot to tobi so it was. 

“ oh, hey. did i wake you up ? i didn’t even sing in the shower this time. “ he cheekily said flashing a smile.

     A LOW grumble passes through a sleepy eric’s chest as he runs his fingers through his rumpled bed head. he had been scheduled for a early shift at the diner ( he usually always asked for nights ) and it was abundantly clear that waking up prior to four pm did not work for him. he is just walking our his door when he hears the bathroom door across from his open.

    FOR a moment he is concerned that he is still sleeping, because there was tobi ( his annoying attractive friend and roommate ) shirtless and hair still dripping with water droplet. he swallows in a way that he can only hope is inaudible. his tired mind trying to process everything all at once. it wasn’t everyday that he work up early to such a sight and it was throwing him off balance. 

it was almost as if the silence surrounded him as the anticipation for some sort of sound grew bigger and bigger ;  a little ding sound from his phone, a knock, anything. eventually etienne got what he wanted and a smirk curled up in the corner of his mouth as he heard the knocking and voice pierced through the wooden door. casually the slender male got up from his seat and made it to the front door. winnie was clearly streaming with her headphones on, judging from the semi-loud and pretty hype muffled talking coming from her room. ah, she wouldnt hear a thing. etienne opened the door and didn’t hesitate to throw his hand onto eric’s shirt to pull him inside the dim apartment. “ shut the fuck up, “ etienne closed the door behind him and crashed his lips against eric’s, “ don’t act like you didn’t love it. besides - you’re here now, so the lil eggplant must’ve worked its magic. “ okay, maybe etienne could soften up on the arrogant charm, or charming arrogance, but it was his thing, his brand, his bait. “ come, “ he swooped past eric and walked towards his room, expecting the other to follow him.

◟   *   𝖆  𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗  𝖋𝖔𝖗  :  anyone·  !

            𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐔𝐏  ,  𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐃  𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃  𝐀𝐓  𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃  ❛  𝐍𝐎  ❜  .  &  as  he  got  older  ,  the  two  letter  word  had  even  more  of  an  enraging  effect  on  him  ,  childish  impulses  telling  him  to  act  out  instead  .  to  do  the  exact  opposite  of  what  he  was  asked  or  told  to  do  was  an  inherent  trait  he  would  never  be  rid  of  .  enjoying  a  rare  night  off  ,  mikey  partook  in  typical  party  behaviors  ,  lighting  up  &  blasting  his  favorite  emo  playlist  for  all  his  neighbors  to  hear  .  while  there  was  always  multiple  complaints  about  such  behavior  ,  he  was  able  to  wiggle  his  way  out  of  TROUBLE  (  charms  learned  &  taken  advantage  of  from  a  young  age  to  garner  his  parents’  favor  )  .  so  when  an  aggressive  seeming  knock  sounded  at  his  door  ,  mikey  merely  rolled  his  eyes  before  opening  it  ,  not  even  bothering  to  turn  the  music  off  while  talking  to  whomever  stood  there  .  ❝  sorry  ,  what  was  that  ?  you  want  me  to  turn  it  down  ?  .  .  .  hm  .  ❞  he  perched  his  chin  atop  his  hand  ,  appearing  to  be  deep  in  thought  .  ❝  i  might  .  i  might  turn  it  down  .  tell  me  your  top  five  favorite  my  chemical  romance  songs  &  if  it’s  good  enough  for  my  tastes  ,  then  i’ll  turn  it  down  &  even  be  so  kind  as  to  share  my  alcohol  with  you  .  whaddya  say  ?  ❞  the  idea  that  it  was  past  two  in  the  morning  &  this  person  could  have  work  the  next  day  didn’t  seem  to  take  notice  in  mikey’s  mind  at  all  .  not  that  he’d  care  anyway  ,  he  just  always  wanted  to  hear  opinions  on  the  greatest  band  of  all  time  .

                    ❝            wait ,  oh , no , no ,  don’t  look  at  that !       ❞   perhaps  changmin  should  have  double - checked  before  slipping  one  of  his  unfinished  and  mindless  doodles  in  the  pile  of  homework  that  morning  .  but  mistakes  had  been  made ,  and  now  he  had  to  deal  with  the  consequences .   the  paper  ,  though  ,  had  somehow  ended  up  on  the  floor  ,  right  in  front  of  the  other .  now ,  changmin  was  not  a  bad  artist  per  say ,  he  was   the  contrary ,  unique  and  delicate  ;  but  he  absolutely  despised  showing  other  people  his  work  .  worst  of  all  though ,  was  that  changmin  had  doodled  them   as  he  was  trying  to  make  the  time  pass  quicker  ,  which  had  resulted  in  a  portrait   of  sort  .  the  paper  contained  an  obvious  realism  drawing  ,  but  with  minor  details  such  as  flowers  and  highlighted  with  his  neon  marker  for  effect  .  he  was  proud  of  it  ,  to  be  honest   ,  but  it  was  not  meant  for  anyone  else’s  eyes ,  including  his  subject’s  .                ❝            that’s   .    .    .    .   my  cousin .         ❞

𝐈𝐕𝐘   𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒   𝐇𝐀𝐃   𝐀   𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍   things   to   carry   home   from   school   every   day   .   if   she   was   in   the   apartment   building   lobby   ,   there   was   likely   a   stack   of   assorted   items   in   her   arms   .   today   ,   the   small   girl   had   managed   to   wander   into   the   lobby   with   two   large   boxes   on   top   of   one   another   ,   a   bolt   of   velvet   ,   and   a   venti   iced   coffee   .   admittedly   ,   all   of   the   items   were   about   TWO   SECONDS   away   from   slipping   from   her   grasp   &   she   knew   this   .   which   is   why   her   cheetah   print   heels   hurriedly   carried   her   through   the   lobby   ,   with   her   voice   calling   out   “   hey   !   watch   out   !   wide   load   coming   through   !   ”   all   the   while   .   finally   ,   the   girl   thought   she   made   it   just   in   time   to   slip   through   &   into   the   elevator   .   but   was   instead   met   with   CLOSED   elevator   doors   .   ivy   slammed   head   on   into   the   elevator   doors   ,   sending   her   stumbling   back   .   the   velvet   went   flying   &   all   of   her   projects   that   were   folded   within   the   boxes   tumbled   out   onto   the   floor   around   her   .   the   only   survivor   ?   her   trusty   iced   coffee   .   "   oh   for   fucks   sake   …   "   the   brunette   girl   muttered   ,   rolling   her   dark   eyes   .   "   can   a   girl   get   a   hand   around   here   ,   "   she   called   out   ,   with   little   hope   of   actually   getting   a   helping   hand   .

⟨ @ericisms ⟩

it was dark, chilly and quiet up here on the rooftop. the view was absolutely amazing and levi understood perfectly well why eric most nights seemed to escape to up here. if it was to clear his head, his soul or just his lungs levi didn’t know, but he enjoyed his company very much. eric was a nice boy from what he could tell. “ hey, “ he softly greeted the other and sat down next to him, “ i brought a blanket ; here. “ levi spread the blanket out to cover them both at once. he didn’t wait to get his actions approved by the other, after all they had been sat up here many times before. tonight was particularly chilly though so levi had put on his navy blue beanie, thick sweater and rubbed his hands together, hoping friction would create some sort of warmth between his palms.

jesse should have recognized the figure leaning against the wall as soon as he stepped outside. but until just moments ago he had been so wrapped up in his own worries, the same never – ending spiral that never seemed to evade him anymore, that he hadn’t even thought about who might be around him when he went for another cigarette.   “   ah shit, you got a lighter ?  ”   jesse asked, patting his empty pockets and suddenly remembering where exactly his own was left on his desk in his room. he glanced up once he heard the all too familiar voice. it was just a comment about the fucking weather. he hated how it made him falter now, his lips suddenly part with no words passing and his heart nearly sink lower in his chest than it already is.   “   oh, uh, yeah.   ”   jesse stumbled.   “   seattle’s always freezing when it’s not raining.   ”

⟨ @ericisms· ⟩

gosh darn, this amount of stupid work of reading stupid students’ stupid attempts at being stupid in french- … etienne let out a heavy sigh as he looked down at the pile of essays he had yet to read through and correct. so many grammar errors here and there. in some of them it was even crystal clear how rushed they’d been. he had to talk to those specific students tomorrow morning or something, or after class. right now though he needed a break. the male sat back in his chair and briefly mentally walked himself through his options of fun this late in the evening.. then he remembered. so he grabbed his phone with a smirk upon his plump lips and sent off a single emoji to his dear eric: an eggplant. followed by a question mark. classy.