down the rabbit hole

take you → deanlay

It was a little hard to think that only a few moments ago Deano was on the verge of tears and his heart was a little shaken up. Allowing himself to feel was one of his many superpowers. At least that’s what his mom used to tell him when he was little. He had always been this way. Whenever Ritzy or Lynsy would get something that he wouldn’t or whenever he would feel ignored, he would get really upset. Back then he only thought that that was the case because he was a kid and that’s how they all were. Nope. Turns out he’s still very much the same even at fifteen years old. Hopefully Finlay won’t get annoyed with his sensitive emotions and the way that he deals with his problems. Despite being extremely responsible and having a top-notch memory, the copper-haired male would still get a little frazzled whenever he was a bit stressed. Nonetheless, Finlay was the more laid-back of the two, so they balanced one another out fairly well. Besides, it was hard to stay mad at someone that loved to cuddle and express affection in the way that the freshman loved so much. Looking over to him, a smile played on his lips before he brought his candy bar up to his mouth to take another bite. After chewing it and swallowing, he looked to the other and bit down on his bottom lip. “Your dad loves you, that’s all. Mom and pop sometimes send Ritz, Lyns and I stuff from home. That hasn’t happened in awhile though. I haven’t really talked to them, really? Maybe Ritzy has, but who knows.” Licking some leftover chocolate that rested on his lips, he looked over and into the other’s eyes as he said that he smoked a joint earlier. Even though Deano didn’t do any of that, he accepted Fin for who he was. He just hoped that he was still remaining healthy despite all of that. “I don’t like how it tastes. Here.” Offering up the candy bar to the other’s mouth, he pressed it against his lips. “Open up and eat some, then you can have all of the kisses that you want.”

Thinking about the fact that Deano's statement was completely correct about his dad made Finlay nod a little bit. He hadn't seen the man in years, especially since his mum discovered that the only way to keep Starlin settled was to make sure that he tagged along with her wherever she went, but he had spent time with the man whenever his mum had gotten sick of him being around. "Yeah, he does," he agreed as he looked over at Deano. "My dad tries to spoil us every now and again even though we really don't need it. I think it's a whole way for him to make up for the fact that he's not around all that much." He didn't really want to think about the fact that his father had walked out of their lives because of his mother, especially since he'd chosen to stay with her because of the fact that Starlin needed him in her life. "I hope your parents start sending you care packages soon enough. My mom sends them to Starlin, but my dad tries to get them to both of us." He parted his lips whenever the boy offered him chocolate, clearly unopposed to being fed, let alone being fed something as delicious as the foreign candy that he would inhale whenever he spent weeks with his father, assuming the man wasn't too busy running his company to spend time with him. "Yum," he said as he looked up at Deano, smiling a little bit before he leaned in and kissed the boy slowly. When he pulled back from the kiss, he grinned a bit. "Chocolate and kisses? How could I ever be opposed?" He liked the idea that Deano didn't oppose to how he spent his time, even if he didn't like the taste that the smoke left in his mouth. It was actually a bit of a relief, because if Deano asked him to cut that out of his lifestyle completely, Finlay would probably tell him no. He needed the bit of relief that the pot gave him, and he wasn't willing to give that up for anyone just yet. Maybe if he was in love with the boy and cared about his feelings more than the pot, he would, but not right now.

take you → deanlay

“You look cute upside down. You should have stayed that way. When I kissed you, it could have been like how they did it in Spiderman. You know, like, when he’s hanging upside down and she kisses him as she standing on the floor… and I think it’s raining?” Looking up to the ceiling for a moment, the younger male’s cerulean stare wandered around for a bit to make sure that he was thinking of things correctly. Shrugging once more, he walked over to the other male and bent down to give him a kiss on the lips. “You’re a lifesaver, you know. I almost hated you. Almost. But, you’re making it up to me with cuddles and food. You get me, Fin. You really do,” he spoke in an overdramatic tone before walking over to the care-package to take a peek at what was inside. Immediately spotting the blue wrapper of a Wispa bar, the young male smiled and bit down on his bottom lip. “Whoa… I haven’t had one of these in years,” he spoke before opening it up and take a bite out of the chocolate bar, loving how the sweet taste immediately send a comforting wave over his entire body. Deciding not to binge and take too much, he decided to go with that for now and see what else he could find if he got hungry a little bit later. Doing as he was told from earlier, the small male kicked off his shoes and crawled onto the bed with the other; getting as close to him as he could. “Mm, I missed you. I’m sorry for getting mad at you earlier. I hope I didn’t scare you away from me or whatever. I’m just dumb,” he added in, leaning his head up to plant a kiss on his cheek a few times before moving over to peck his lips. “You… taste a little funny today. Do I wanna know?”

Re-enacting Spider-Man sounded like an interesting idea, but Finlay knew that he really had no intention of half-hanging off the bed just so that he could try and do that with Deano. "Would've been fun, yeah, but now I'm comfortable, so..." He grinned a little in the boy's direction, resting his arm beneath his head so that he could watch the boy poke around through the care package. "Pretty sure it's raining in that scene, but I could be wrong. I do know it took place in an alley though. Can't exactly go out doing that in public. People will take photos since you're a superhero and all that, and besides, the person he kissed could've been a real bitch and ended up unmasking him and that would've just sucked." A soft chuckle escaped Finlay's lips as he listened to Deano talk to him. "Hey, food and cuddles are what I'm all about. That and music stuff too, you know." He was completely satisfied with the fact that he was on a comfortable high and that Deano was here to spend time with him, so much so that he didn't even mind the fact that it had initially started with an uncomfortable instance. "My dad's always sending us care packages and stuff, so there's usually always sugar around. He likes to remind us that the crisps and stuff he gets back there are a lot better than the stuff here, which is really sometimes true." A soft chuckle escaped Finlay's throat before he reached for Deano and instinctively wrapped an arm around his waist, shifting to nuzzle against the boy but stopping before he did because that wasn't something that he tended to do. "I'm sorry I forgot to stop by," he said in response, fingers running over Deano's side gently. "I meant to, I really did, but I was just so tired." He relaxed into the gentle kisses from the boy and Finlay smiled a little bit as he leaned into to try and get a proper kiss from the boy. "I might've smoked a joint earlier. It's really nice, you know, just losing yourself in a good high."

The sounds of The Weeknd filling the room and setting what felt to be the perfect atmosphere for the comfortable high that he was on right now. He wasn't sure that the concept of being comfortable and happy was what he was supposed to be feeling right now because of the fact that he'd just managed to somehow get in a fight with his boyfriend this soon after they'd started dating. The feeling of being trapped in the mental of a hazy fog made Finlay feel surprisingly relaxed even though he was pretty sure that he ought to feel like a bad person because of the fact that he'd completely forgotten that he was supposed to have spent the day with Deano, but he didn't. Despite the mini fight and make up there was still a pretty decent level of happiness settled in there and he didn't want that to fade away. The sound of the knock on the door made Finlay roll over on the bed, shoving his laptop beneath his pillow as he twisted his gaze to the doorway, knowing that it wasn't locked. He never bothered locking it anymore, especially when people stopped by more often than not and it was a bother to stop what he was doing just to get up and unlock the door. It didn't take long for Deano to realise that and Finlay's head was hanging off of the bed, taking in the upside-down view of the boy when he finally came in. "Hey," he said softly before he rolled over on the bed and propped himself up on his elbows. "You're always welcome here. The care package is over there, so help yourself, and then come curl up with me, yeah?" He smiled quietly before he dropped back down onto the bed and watched Deano quietly, glad that their little fight hadn't lasted too long, especially since he didn't want to be on bad terms with the boy.

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