prev trivialves.

he’s still worrying, jiji can tell by the expression on his face and the tight grip on his hips. the red-haired male just wishes there was something he could do, that he knew that right words to say, to silence whatever was going on in baekhyun’s brain so he could rest. that’s not real life, though, and jiji knows that. such things like that don’t exist, but even so, he’ll do his best to provide the comfort and distraction that baek needs. he hums softly as the other leans up to kiss him again, and this time jiji allows it to deepen into something a little bit more. fingers thread soothingly into baekhyun’s hair, a soft guide to tipping his head back so jiji can brush their tongues together comfortably. he’s sure he’ll never get tired of kissing him like this. 

❝ everything is more than okay. ❞ jiji murmurs against baek’s lips, placing one, last fleeting kiss on the corner of his mouth before pulling away a bit farther. with another soft hum he brings his hands down to run gently over the other’s shoulders. ❝ all of that sounds like a perfect night in to me. it’ll be nice to take a break, and it’s always nice when you’re here. ❞

BAEKHYUN WISHED HE WAS normal, because that's what jiji deserved — normal, not some fuck up who continues to be impacted every single day by his bad choices in life. he appreciates that the boy doesn't judge him, though, that he doesn't act like everyone else and make comments about how ' lucky he was to be alive ', as if he didn't know that already. he hums against the boys lips as they kiss, it being the only thing sinking him back down into reality. he wished that there were nothing but moments filled like this, that his memories were only of kissing and being with jiji and not something that haunted him.

                                    𝗜𝗙   𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚,   𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗟   𝗪𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗'𝗩𝗘   𝗕𝗘𝗘𝗡   𝗔   𝗚𝗢𝗢𝗗   𝗘𝗫𝗖𝗨𝗦𝗘   𝗢𝗙   𝗔   𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗘   𝗧𝗢   𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗨𝗘   𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥   𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘   𝗧𝗥𝗬𝗦𝗧   .   he   likes   jason   —-   he   really   likes   him   ,   to   the   point   of   where   he’s   had   to   pinch   himself   in   the   courtroom   just   in   order   to   stop   getting   lost   in   those   dreamy   pools   he   called   irises   .      ‘     it’s   not   that   i   don’t  wanna   hook   up   ,      ’       the   nervous   brunette   adjusted   his   tie   rather   stiffly   ,      attempting   to   gulp   down   the   dryness   that   resided   in   his   throat   without   a   sip   of   water   .      ‘     i   just   …   i   don’t   want   either   of   us   to   get   in   trouble   .   if   the   court   knew   we   were   doing   something   like   this   ,   they’d   probably   re   -   kickstart   the   case   and   think   i   proved   you   innocent   in   return   for   some   type   of   …   “   favor   .   ”      ’       voice   drops   to   a   quieter   pitch   with   the   mention   of   said   scenario   ,   afraid   someone   would   recognize   them   and   spread   fabricated   tale   (   which   was   more   than   unlikely   .   )      if   anything   ,   being   demoted   from   his   position   or   the   possibility   of   being   fired   was   far   from   his   train   of   thought   .   sian   was   too   busy   being   more   than   concerned   over   jason   getting   entangled   in   some   sort   of   mess   once   again   ,   this   time   ,   himself   being   a   key   witness   and   ally   .      ‘     technically   ,   we’re   not   allowed   to   rendezvous   with   clients   .      ’       shoulders   shrug   at   the   obvious   answer   of   what   happened   .      ‘     if   we   continue   ,   don’t   you   think   they’ll   get   suspicious   ?      ’       

ARDEN : aw thx <33333333 ARDEN : u thought u were my first choice ? funny ARDEN : probably isn’t good enough ARDEN : DOHYUN.

sumin’s   all   too   eager   for   the   elevator   doors   to   close   .   a   moment   of   privacy   ,   that’s   all   he   needed   with   sawyer   ,   really   .   he   can’t   stop   the   desire   inside   of   himself   to   turn   this   into   something   MORE   ,   wanted   something   like   an   actual   date—or   at   least   to   spend   time   with   her   somewhere   not   on   company   property   .   even   if   it   was   dirty   and   thrilled   the   man   ,   he   didn’t   want      to   treat   sawyer   like   some   random   girl   he   was   fucking   .   he   only   turns   to   hold   down   the    “close      doors”   button   ,   licking   his   lips   as   he   glanced   at   sawyer   .   really   ,   the   man   needs   to   keep   his     eyes   to   himself   if   he   intends   to   keep   his   interest   from   the   world   .  ‘   you   haven’t   been   to   my   condo   ,   yet   ,   have   you ?    we   could   go   there   ,   it’s   only   like   a   twenty-minute   drive   .   ’   to   hell   with   work   .   he’s   taking   the   time   to   move   closer   ,   place   the   smallest   kiss   against   her   lips   with   newfound   tenderness   . ‘   we’re   gonna   get   in   trouble   …  

⧾ ⊹ * ﹆  THERE’S  TRAGEDY  in  his  lover’s  story,  so  much  so  that  haeil’s  own  heart  breaks  each  and  every  time  he  thinks  about  everything  baekhyun  had  been  through.  he  wishes  he  could  take  it  all  away  —  make  it  to  where  baek  NEVER  had  to  feel  that  much  pain.  haeil  would  in  a  heartbeat  if  it  was  something  that  was  possible.  it’s  why  the  dancer  makes  it  his  MISSION  in  life  to  give  the  other  as  much  happiness  as  he  possibly  can,  buying  things  he  thinks  baek  will  like,  taking  the  other  on  trips  just  so  they  can  get  AWAY  from  real  life  for  a  bit  —  anything  &  everything  that  haeil  can  think  of,  he  tries.  hoping  like  hell  it  takes  baek’s  mind  away  from  the  past  &  lets  him  be  happy.  hence  the  trip  to  italy  being  as  big  of  a  surprise  as  it  was  for  baek,  haeil  trying  his  heart  out  to  make  sure  this  trip  would  be  one  to  remember  …  for  the  both  of  them.  "who  says  we  can’t  spoil  each  other,  hm?“  haeil  hums  out  with  a  giggle,  bringing  the  other’s  hand  to  his  lips  to  press  a  small  kiss  to  the  top  of  baek’s  hand.  "this  is  me  you’re  talking  to  and  well  —  we  both  know  how  EXTRA  i  can  be.”  his  smile  turns  into  a  smirk  as  he  finally  steps  through  the  door,  flipping  the  light  switch  on  to  show  the  flowers,  balloons,  pictures  &  everything  else  in  between  that  he’d  paid  to  have  decorate  the  villa.  "there’s  tons  more  where  this  came  from,  love.  i  wanted  you  to  be  happy  —  to  always  be  happy  because  that  is  what  you  deserve.“

⧾ ⊹ * ﹆ THINGS  FOR  XAV  ARE  COMPLICATED  to  say  the  least  —  he’d  gotten  tangled  up  with  people  he  shouldn’t  have,  ones  who  do  not  so  legal  things  &  now  ?  those  people  were  the  only  ’friends’  he  really  had.  the  people  he  relied  on  &  could  call  whenever  he  needed  anything.  but  that  came  with  cons  as  well,  he  knew  things  about  them,  had  SEEN  things  they’d  done  &  he  has  to  keep  his  mouth  shut  about  it  or  it  ends  in  very  bad  ways  for  him.  however,  xavier  doesn’t  have  anyone  to  tell,  never  thought  about  ratting  them  out  for  MULTIPLE  different  reasons  —  but  that  didn’t  mean  their  antics  didn’t  get  on  his  nerves  here  and  there.  and  their  most  recent  antics,  those  set  off  a  fire  within  xavier  that  his  friends  RARELY  saw  —  blood  boiling  beneath  his  skin  as  he  pushes  his  friends  away  from  her  a  little  too  violently.  there’s  a  snippy  retort  made  by  one  of  his  friends  as  they  start  to  walk  away,  causing  xavier  to  step  towards  them  and  get  in  their  faces  although  they  did  TOWER  over  him.  "i  don’t  give  a  fuck  if  this  is  what  you  consider  to  be  ’fun’,  prick.  you’re  being  disrespectful  as  hell  and  she  told  you  she  wasn’t  interested.  grow  a  fucking  pair  and  learn  BOUNDARIES  before  you  try  and  come  at  me  again,  got  it  ?“  he’s  never  one  to  let  his  anger  get  the  better  of  him  like  this,  but  there  was  only  so  much  one  person  could  take  before  they  happened  to  SNAP.  "sadly  enough,  yeah.”  xavier  replies  with  a  small  nod  of  his  head,  chuckle  falling  from  his  lips.  "if  he  tried  that  again,  i’d  beat  you  to  that  —  but  i’ll  let  him  know.“  the  silver-haired  male  continues,  glancing  over  his  shoulder  to  make  sure  the  group  was  GONE.  "if  i  was  pretending  to  be  anything,  i  would  have  left  with  them.”  xav  quips  back  with  a  raise  of  his  brow.  "call  me  the  'i  deal  with  them  because  they’re  decent  people  to  me  but  then  they  do  idiotic  shit  like  this  so  i  have  to  clean  up  after  them’  crew.“  he  chuckles  lightly,  holding  his  hand  out  for  her.  "i’m  xavier  and  i  am  truly  sorry  about  their  dumbasses.”

SHE’S ASKED HERSELF if what happened had truly been her fault – lack of inhibitions & carelessness forcing her into a scandal that even her family’s growing reputation couldn’t get her out of . & for a while , she though it was . for a while believed that whatever happened to her public image had been because she didn’t know better . she’s heard of him during the last few months : the accident , how he’s working on himself to become better  –  but no matter who attempted to convince her , she painted it as some media ploy ; an unwavering attempt to clean up an image like many have done before him . maybe it was her inability to forgive & forgive , but it was really the fact she had been so undeniably hurt by the entire public crusade & the events that followed that she couldn’t even bring herself to even think of speaking to baekhyun again . unsure of what to say , how to act , if the anger stored within her would finally come to the forefront … 

IT ONLY TAKES a moment for her to process the knock at the door , make - up brush in hand as she was getting ready to leave for a night her friends had planned . & rather than checking who stood on the other side of the doorframe , she assumed it to be just that : one of her friends . so , without thought , the door swings open .   ’   hey , i   —   ’   she’s quick to cut herself off , breath almost stalling in her chest with every passing moment forcing a tremulous exhale .   ’   you …   ’   whatever she had wanted to say seemingly disappeared , thoughts jumbled into an array of anger , surprise , but more than all , memories of hurt coming to the forefront . yet nora doesn’t close the door , rather clings to the knob almost hoping he would say something before she continues . gaze shifts to the flowers within his grasp , & the laugh pushing within her chest almost involuntary  .   ’   you’re kidding , right ? this has to be some kind of joke .   ’

THERE WERE A MILLION THOUGHTS running through his head as he waited outside her door, all of which ceased the moment the door opened up. he wasn't expecting her to be standing there, the grip on the bouquet tightening as he suddenly felt a wave of nerves wash over him. jeez — baek remembered her being beautiful, breath taking, but the woman that was standing in front of him was even more than what his memory could recall. she was perfect. it makes him nervous, anxious, he can feel his entire face and chest becoming red at the thought of having to speak to the girl, that he actually had to prove himself now.

             IN  THE  MOMENT,   all  of  his  worries  seem  so  meaningless,  and  the  same  goes  for  the  repercussions  that  could  come  with  the  line  that  they’ve  chosen  to  cross.  ryan  was  his  friend  for  so  long,  and  all  rom  ever  felt  was  guilt  when  he  wondered  what  this  would  be  like,  as  if  ryan  would  ever  want  this.  (  it  seems  like  they  both  did  a  bad  job  at  picking  up  on  what  must  have  been   painfully  obvious  to  the  rest  of  the  world,  but  this  is  progress,  right?  )  when  a  pause  is  taken,  rom  comes  back  to  reality  for  a  split  second  (  so  brief  that  he  doesn’t  have  enough  time  to  gather  his  thoughts   )  before  a  sense  of  euphoria  takes  over  again  as  ryan’s  lips  grace  his  skin,  leaving  him  with  a  burning  desire  for  more.  he’s  panting  slightly,  eyes  closed  as  he  focuses  on  the  emotions  and  needs  that  run  through  him.  one  hand  moves  to  rest  on  the  back  of  ryan’s  neck,  pulling  him  closer,  and  the  other  travels  down  to  the  bottom  of  the  boy’s  shirt,  but  he  stops  before  he  can  get  ahead  of  himself.  when  he  speaks,  his  voice  is  low  and  barely audible,  words  spoken  between  heavy  breaths.  “  can  i  …  ?  ”  he  trails  off,  knowing  that  ryan  will  understand  what  he’s  asking.  they  shouldn’t,  rom  knows  that,  but  there’s  nothing  he  wants  more.

hiromori  was,   in  pure  essence,   a  ray  of  sunshine.   his  optimism,   exuding  through  his  warm  smile  and  all  but  literally  sparkling eyes,   was  at  times  infectious  -   perhaps  overwhelming  for  some.   thankfully,   drew  was  either  accustomed  to  his  bubbly  nature,   or  had  the  patience  of  a  saint.   there’s  a  stutter  in  his  step,  almost  imperceptible  as  the  other  teases  him  for  his  compliment.   it  isn’t  that  he’s  embarrassed  for  his  sentiment.  no,   it’s  the  thought  of  seeing  him  when  he  first  wakes  -   sleepy  smiles  and  groggy  whispers.   what  he  wouldn’t  do  to  have  that.

                “   i  -  hah,   ”   he  covers  his  swill  of  nerves  with  a  laugh  as  a  fluttering  form  finally  stops  and  settles  into  the  seat  beside  him,   wasting  no  time  in  taking  a  bite  of  his  pastry  -   the  perfect  excuse  to  keep  himself  from  saying  anything  embarrassing.   chewing  slowly,   his  brows  furrow  and  nose  scrunches  as  if  to  scrutinise  the  other’s  reaction.   finishing  with  a  small sip  of  the  banana  milk,   hiromori  finally  speaks  up,   “   i  think  you’re  being  dramatic  for  my  own  benefit  because  you  know  i’d  be  devastated  otherwise.   ”

WAS DREW BEING JUST NICE? maybe a little bit, but also they were delicious, and no one could deny that. but the way the other laughs, the way it shows on his face and drew is so enamoured by it makes him stop for a moment before he can respond. “ what? i think it’s perfect, and that’s all i’m ever going to say about it. ” not to mention the look on the others face as if he’s trying to be annoyed with his review is just downright adorable.

               ❝ okay, here’s the plan for if he stands you up, which he won’t – we go out, get drunk, order fried chicken and stuff our faces in our pyjamas. sound good? ❞ the fitness instructor says with a wink. she knows she joked about dating june instead, but it’s not something she’s ever thought about before. would it be a terrible thing? no. june’s as smart as she is gorgeous, but that doesn’t mean seola wants to date her out of pity. ❝ want me to wait here until he shows up? ❞

if it wasn’t for the other male harrassing him all night, jun was certain he would have been able to keep his emotions under control. after all, he was a military brat, ‘raised’ by a four star general who had no patience for any sign of weakness, and disciplined his sons as if they were soldiers. if anyone should have known better than to behave this way, especially in public, especially now that he was in the military himself, it would be junseo won. embarassed, the younger male found it hard to even look the guy who tried to rescue him in the eyes right, and not just because of his height. 

despite his appearance and his need to play the hero, sebastian appeared to be rather meek and soft. jun had been so rude to him, and yet he didn’t even try to defend himself, verbally nor physically. just like his father, jun had no patience for the weak, and yet these sad puppy eyes and the soft tremble in his voice added to his shame, and admittedly, it even sparked some guilt in the usually stoic male. it wasn’t fair that sebastian had to bear the brunt of his anger and frustration. seeing him like this, it seemed very unlikely that he had ulterior motives for saving him. jun knew he was the one who should be apologizing to him, not the other way around.

“wait!” jun calls out, just as the other male was about to turn around and leave him be. “that’s right, you shouldn’t have. it wasn’t needed at all, but I…” he swallows thickly. apologies weren’t his strong suit, and yet he was trying to make an effort. why couldn’t he just drop this? It wasn’t like they actually knew each other, so what was the point of doing this? “i shouldn’t have went off on you like that. I misjudged the situation and, uh… well, i’m..” as his gaze locks with sebastian’s, a pink blush creeps up his neck and into his cheeks. jun can even feel the heat flush across his shoulders. what the hell was wrong with him?  

“…i’m sorry.” 

SEBASTIAN WASN’T USED TO people being outright rude about his kindness, he tried to stay to himself as much as possible but sometimes he felt the need to help others. this would show him to ever do that again, he would stick to minding his own business now. but, just as he’s about to turn on his heels and walks away, he hears the same stranger who told him to leave to tell him to stop. that didn’t make much sense to him, but hr wasn’t going to argue about it either, if the boy wanted him to stay he might as well see what he had to say.

he turns around with a stoic look on his face, it wasn’t that he was angry, because sebastian never really got angry, but more of a blank stare because he wasn’t sure which version of this stranger he was going to get. and if he was going to get yelled at again, he wasn’t going to be shocked about it. but, the other’s words lead him into a different direction, although it doesn’t completely erase the look on his face, it does make him soften his features a little bit.

a genuine smile forms on the blonde’s features, involuntarily, when beau insists that they should go on a trip together. it caught him by surprise, as he didn’t think beau would take several days off from work just to be with him, especially on such short notice. gunnar didn’t have a clue on how legitimate businesses were run, but it was common sense that a ceo should be present at the company, yet beau didn’t even appear to be the least bit hesitant about what he set out on doing. a fizz of excitement bubbles up in his chest as he meets his gaze, his smile stretching wider when the older male gushes about his house by the beach. gunnar wraps his arms tightly around his slim frame, pulling him into his lap. 

“mhm, i like your way of thinking,” he whispers in a husky voice, nuzzling his face into the crook of his lover’s neck. not wanting beau to change his mind, gunnar doesn’t ask him if he’s certain, nor does he suggest to check in with his secretary first before he starts planning this vacation. it was selfish of him, but his lack of empathy is what led him to start a fake relationship with beau in the first place. it was a good sign that he was causing the other to make such irrational decisions already. gunnar was pleasantly surprised he had so much influence on beau, despite not even dating him for that long. it was the only reason why he was so excited about going on a trip with this dainty nuisance. what other reason could there be, right?

sharp teeth graze along his boyfriend’s tender skin, before sensually sucking it into his mouth. “can’t imagine why you find it so hard to concentrate on work lately, babe”, he teases, whilst his hand slides under the soft fabric of his sweater, gently caressing his side. well, gunnar was certainly hoping that he was the main reason why beau was so distracted, and not his psychotic ex-girlfriend who’s behaviour he continued to entertain. would he rather go on a trip with her? was he thinking about her right now, while gunnar was touching him? the mere thought makes the hotheaded male burn with rage, and admittedly, seethe with jealousy. 

“is that right? are you going to spoil me?” his warm breath tingles over the other’s flesh as his mouth hovers over it. he doesn’t understand why it’s bothering him so much, because it shouldn’t, and yet he feels an uncontrollable, animalistic impulse to show beau who he belongs to. his facial expression darkens, but it wasn’t like his boyfriend was able to see that, due to the way they were positioned right now. gunnar bites his neck, marking him, bruising his lover possessively with his teeth, while his hand moves to his leg, smoothing over his thigh. “what if i want to spoil you first?” 

BEAU WAS BLINDED BY SO much in his life, taken advantage of by so many people that it was hard to distinguish who really cared about him. he should have been closed off, not wanting anyone in his life but the exact opposite happened, instead he was begging, pleading, with anyone he met to give him a try — as if he was the one that was messing up and needing to prove himself, when in reality he was always being let down by other people.

it’s why he was so infatuated with gunnar, by the way the boy acted around him like he needed him to be there and it’s all he wanted. was someone to need him for something other than his money. a vacation could be good, a way to clear his head and get away from it all for a little bit. he was lucky that despite being the CEO he didn’t need to be there to keep the business running, he was a multi-millionaire and the company could operate without him. 

he wants to think about all of this, but gunnars already climbing on him, sucking on his neck and touching him that all he can think about is being in that moment. beau bites down on his bottom lip and sighs, his arms circling around the others neck as he tries to pull him down closer, wanting to feel him closer and closer to him. “ of course i am.” his voice is meek, hoarse from the feeling needy for the boy already.

          ONE  COULD  SAY  THAT  THIS  is  nothing  that  zihao  isn’t  used  to,  but  there’s  something  about  drew  that  keeps  him  hooked,  niceties  and  obvious  cuteness  aside.  he  doesn’t  think  too  much  into  it   (  who’s  surprised  by  that,  though?  ),  and  this  attraction  translates  itself  well  into  the  conversation,  eyes  glistening  with  something  without  a  proper  label  as  of  yet.  “  dude,  if  you’re  an  idiot,  then  that’s  my  new  type,  ”  zihao  says  with  a  shrug  and  a  smug  smile.  drew’s  reaction  to  zihao’s  soberness  is  sweet,  definitely  a  rarity.  usually,  zihao  has  to  put  up  with  a  certain  extent  of  peer  pressure  and  attempts  to  convince  him  to  have  a  drink,  but  he’s  not  surprised  by  drew’s  chivalry,  either.  he  seems  like  the  type,  and  zihao  admires  that.  “  yep,  livers  are  important,  apparently.  fucking  twisted,  right?  ”  he  knows  better  than  to  assume  that  going  to  drew’s  place  means  what  it  means  to  other  guys,  and  he  welcomes  the  ambiguity.  “  so  you  walk  around  offering  cute  prince  charming  shit  like  that  and  you’re  still  single?  ”  he  asks  as  he  takes  the  soda,  taking  in  the  view  in  front  of  him.  a  beat  later,  he’s  already  downed  about  half  of  it.  “  if   you  really  want  to  spend  time  with  me,  there’s  always  tomorrow  …  and  all  of  next  week.  with  mornings  off  limits,  of  course.  ”

          HE  GASPS  PLAYFULLY,   feigning  shock  for  a  few  moments  before  he  manages  a  response.  “  how  could  you  say  that  about  twilight?  ”  he  looks  up  at  the  ceiling  while  he  pretends  to  get  himself  together.  “  name  one  movie  that  had  the  same  cultural  impact  as  twilight,  mia.  i’ll  wait.  ”  he’s  smiling  throughout  everything,  just  like  he  always  is  with  her.  mia  brings  out  the  best  parts  of  him,  something  that  makes  him  feel  content  and  genuine.   so  much  of  his  time  is  spent  playing  up  a  character  that  he  forgets  how  easy  it  is  to  just  be  himself,  without  worrying  about  anything  besides  making  one  person  happy.  he  chuckles  at  her  teasing,  fighting  back  a  grin  as  she  sits  up.  her  offer  comes  abruptly,  but  seungsoo  manages  to  keep  his  cool,  adjusting  his  position  on  the  couch.  “  yeah ——  you  could  …  you  should.  ”  he’s  usually  much  better  at  flirting,  but  mia  is  more  than  just  another  one  of  his  hookups.  “  that  would  be  a  lot  of  kisses,  though.  i’m  really  good  at  this.  are  you  sure  you’re  up  for  it?  ”

“thinking about me?” a puzzled look crosses his features, his gaze unwavering as he looks into graham’s eyes, searching for some kind of hint to what the his friend meant by that. graham looked upset, and if his date wasn’t the reason, then did that mean that riley was causing him to feel like that? pangs of guilt hit the his chest, as he realizes that he was making him feel worse by asking him to elaborate on what happened. “gray, i’m s-” before he can finish his apology, graham interjects, making a confession that causes the blonde’s jaw to drop. “w-what?” he stammers uncomfortably, being at a loss for words for the very first time in his life.

riley could tell that graham wasn’t joking, nor was this merely an attempt at finding comfort for his disaster date. his brown doe eyes looked frightened, but sincere. the silence that followed after his confession was filling the room up with an awkward tension, and riley knew that he was the only one that could break it. the problem was that this was all so shocking and confusing, that it needed some time to register with him. only a few minutes, he had come to the realization that it was possible that he had feelings for graham, because of his jealousy and his fear of losing him. however, graham must have felt like this for a while, which would explain why he was so disinterested in dating anyone. the knowledge that graham had wanted him all this time makes him feel uneasy, but also… strangely happy.

“gray…” what was he supposed to say? was he supposed to let him down easy? tell him ‘it’s not you, it’s me’? riley’s head was spinning. wait, he wasn’t seriously thinking about making a confession himself, was he? putting their friendship on the line like that, a friendship that meant more to him anything in the world. judging by graham’s features, which looked clouded with sadness, his bestie was already bracing himself for the rejection. riley didn’t want to be the cause of his sorrow, but was painfully aware that he already was. he was a terrible friend, selfish, always putting his own needs first, cancelling on him all the time to go on dates, never appreciating him, always taking him for granted… ‘why do you even like me, graham oh? you’re so good… so good… i don’t deserve you. i could never deserve you…’it’s what riley wants to say, but the words won’t leave his lips. riley didn’t deserve him, but he wanted him. he wanted graham all for himself. selfish.

riley’s hand reaches out and touches graham’s face, his fingertips gently stroking the other’s cheek. it feels surreal, as if he’s trapped in a beautiful dream, from which he has no desire to wake up from. leaning in, he closes the small gap between them, capturing his best friend’s lips with his own. their kiss is so soft, so tender, yet riley’s body feels like gelatine as he melts into him. graham’s lips taste sweet, even sweeter than he expected them to, and he can’t get enough of this sweet boy. he needs more, so much more. “gray…” his name comes out of his throat as a husky whisper. “me too..”

MAYBE THIS WAS A BAD IDEA judging solely based on how little riley reacted at first. maybe this wasn’t the best idea, was it really worth risking their friendship for? sure, riley could be a bit full of himself, and graham had taken the brunt of it — but, there was something good inside the other, one that he could just feel every single time they were together. he’s prepared for the ‘oh i don’t feel the same way’ response and has been thinking about it the entire time he was on his way back to riley’s apartment. it would be nice to get something different, but graham had fully convinced himself that it wasn’t even possible.

so when riley reaches out and touches his face, he feels himself freeze up, was this how it ended? with riley being kind and gently letting him down? but, what happens next shocks him to the core, the way that the boy leans in and presses his lips against his own — he’s sure this is a dream, even so it’s not one he wanted to wake up from. it’s soft, and it’s sweet and there’s so much on his mind that he wants to say but all he can think about is melting into riley and being there with him.