not ur kiwi

freddi jumped slightly at the sudden voice in what she thought was an empty hallway. “oh hi!” she spun around to face the unfamiliar redhead. glancing at what was in his hand freddi’s eyebrows shot up “oh my god, that’s my rent check! thank you!” she chuckled sheepishly “honestly don’t know what i’d do without it, thanks.” she sighed in relief taking the paper back “it’s nice to meet you dj, i’m freddi” considering she hadn’t noticed him walking in the hallway his room must’ve been nearby “i think we’re next door neighbors” she smiled gesturing to room 403. 

“Sorry to startle you.” The male chuckled at her jumpy state. his face turned into one of amusement, “Now how does one just mindlessly drop their rent check of all things?” He asked for the story. Looking over her face DJ seemed to get the gist of her in mere seconds. Bubbly, over-friendly, blonde. All of it screamed trouble. “Freddi? Is that a nickname for an embarrassing first name?” He prodded. DJ honestly didn’t care, he was trying to make connections as the opportunities made themselves aware to him. With a grin he was quick to add, “Hey, look at that. You’re not going to be one of those noisy neighbors, are you?” He asked with a joking look of an empty warning.

Cocking her head to the side out of confusion, Af understood his stance. He was merely trying to get a reaction out of her. To see if she had someone, but the truth was that she had no one and she never would. Throwing her head back, she let out a shriek of a laugh. “Bitch, you thought - ?” Her laughter didn’t cease. “Nah, nah, nah. It ain’t like that. I’m just…. doing me.” She shrugged, her eyes avoiding looking into his due to the fear of being pulled in to their past. “I don’t want to listen?” The brunette scoffed, though it was weak. She didn’t want to anger him. Her brown eyes finally snapped to bore into his eyes. Af was reading them, or at least trying to. He had a good front, she might’ve believed him if she didn’t already know what this was going to lead to. “You never. I repeat, never….. had me. You caged me.” There was resentment there, and she didn’t even try to water it down.

He chuckled a her confusion finding it adorable. “I forgot. The almighty Af may never be tied down.” He nudged her with a grin before his face fell. “Caged you?” His eyes squinted in disbelief. “Afredita Darr, the only one caging you is yourself.” DJ shook his red locks. “You’re so quick to blame others for how fucked up you are but you fail to look in the mirror at the distress you bring about yourself. It’s sad really.” He commented but his lips were growing closer to hers. “You’re not even going to acknowledge that I said that I love you?” 

send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch

His eyes were bright, tears almost falling from the corners of them as he laughed at Zach Galifinakis putting the sunglasses on the baby. “I can’t believe you haven’t seen this movie.” The redhead shook his head in dismay. His attention was still on the screen ahead of them, though it wavered to her figure once he felt her head on his shoulder. In the beginning, she was on the opposite side of the couch. Now, she was asleep and leaning on him for support. DJ smiled when the girl started to cuddle into him. In that moment, it was as if nothing else mattered. He took a breath in hopes to relax his nerves, but it wasn’t helping. “Okay...” He whispered as his mind was trying to figure out a way to leave as opposed to stay. If he were, he knew Afredtia wouldn’t be happy about the situation. They weren’t supposed to be getting sweet. He was supposed to be proving to her that he’s changed. That he’s a friend, for now. Caving into his own desires, DJ used slow movements to bring his own legs up onto the couch and readjust their positioning so her figure was basically in his arms. “I know you don’t like me, right now..... but I do love you.” He didn’t know where that came from, all he knew was that she was asleep so she couldn’t yell at him for it. Running his fingers through her hair gently, DJ whispered, “Goodnight Af...” He kissed the top of her head, trying to ignore the thoughts of her ontop of him in a more graphic situation than what was happening then.

send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them

send me □ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them

send me ♕ for your muse to get dared to kiss me

send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours

send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower

send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower

send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine

send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours

send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch

Afredita’s head was in her phone. She wanted to make it seem as though she were too distracted to speak to any of her coworkers that could pass by. It was the specific color red that made her freeze in her steps for a moment. Her heart jumped to her throat as the brunette stood there, staring at her phone, afraid to look up and see the face she knew that color belonged to. It couldn’t be - how’d he find me? As he drew near, she tried to slink her way out of his line of sight, but that pushed her into a crash of frames. “I-I-I-I-” She stammered, her brown eyes not leaving his face for a moment in order to read his next move - to prepare for a blow of some sort. She was swallowing down the thought of anger coming to his face, she braced herself against the wall of the hallway. Her throat was tight, making it hard for her to breathe let alone, speak.

“Where’s the no good boy toy at, sweet cheeks?” There was an air of arrogance within his speech that made it difficult for the boy to not smile. He took a deep breath. It took everything he had to not reach out and grab her. To shake some sense into her. How could she just run away from him? How could she ignore his calls? Sighing, he got closer to the girl. “Af, babe, listen to me.” DJ’s eyes softened as he looked at the brunette, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. Placing his free hand on the wall by Afredita’s shoulder, he started back up, “I need you back.” The admittance was blunt, but it wasn’t far from the truth. “I realize what I had done only hurt you, and I’m so sorry for all the pain I caused you.” At this point, he didn’t know if he should be trying to force tears out or not. “I love you, Afredita. Please.”

&&. passion fruit: how would you describe your style?

“I go from jock to ‘call me daddy’ real quick.”

&&. banana: favorite horror movies?

“I found the new Annabelle to be fucking amazing. I have a soft spot for Nightmare on Elm Street as well.”

&&. plum: favorite clothing brands?

“I mostly wear Nike, Under Armour, Adidas, Gucci, Dolce & Gabbana, Givenchy, Prada, and sometimes Valentino.”

Chardon’s face twisted in confusion as he heard the voice behind him. It sounded familiar, too many things had been familiar these days to him. “Uhm,” he mumbled as he turned around. He looked the other person in the face.  “DJ?” He asked, laughing a little. “I remember you.”

“Oh shit...” His eyes slightly widened at the sight of his old pal. “Holy fuck, how’ve you been?” A smile found its way to his face so easily. “You need to catch me up on your life. Chicago? Why? Really? This is insane, dude.”

Noah was walking with a water in his hand, not realizing he had dropped his pen. “Oh, thanks man.” he said as he took the pen from him. “Oh — new roommate right? 403?” he questioned, recalling the name the Malnati’s gave him earlier in the day. “Name’s Noah.”

“Looks expensive.” The redhead joked, nodding his head towards the pen. “That’s me!” He smiled, holding his hand out for the other to shake. “DJ. Does this place have better security, or am I doomed to sleeping with one eye open at night?”

Jonny turned around and looked at the other with a smile. “Oh thanks! I would have been pretty lost without my phone.” He put the phone back into his pocket before responding. “Oh awesome, I’m Jonny. I recently moved in too.”

“Especially the newest iPhone. You’re lucky I found it before some thief did.” DJ responded with a heroic state of mind. “No way. Are you one of my roommates?”

&& lemon: do you have any pets? what are their names?

“I had a python named Gucci before SOMEONE flushed him down the toilet. I also don’t know why I said someone like that cause it was my mom.”

&& mango: what is your trademark?

“The hair. It’s a giveaway.”

&& papaya: what song describes your aesthetic?

“Don’t Trust Me - 3Oh!3 is what I’ve aspired to be since I’ve seen the video.”