DON'T LET THEM IN

“ i can’t believe how much i HATE

pressures of a new place roll my way,

JUMPSUIT JUMPSUIT, COVER ME !!! “

“ i can’t believe how much i HATE

pressures of a new place roll my way,

JUMPSUIT JUMPSUIT, COVER ME !!! “

“Stop askin’ questions, ESPECIALLY considerin’ ya know ya ain’t gonna be gettin’ ANSWERS to’em.”

HE DIDN’T answer to strangers ANYWAY so it went without saying that his otherwise at times nihilistic beliefs in humanity were at their worst on DAYS like this. He sifts through some paperwork as he does so, rolling his eyes a bit before tossing a FILE down on the desk before him and popping a cigarette between his lips.

❝ no, i want to know what the fuck you were doing in my home a few weeks back. who sent you and what were you looking for, huh? ❞

sean leans forward, trying to catch the man’s attention as he questions him. there’s no reason that someone would break into his apartment unless they know more than they should about him. the hacker snatches the cigarette from between the stranger's lips and slams his hand on the desk.

as requested by anon. note: some of these work better if one of the muses is pushed up against a wall

Angry

“Make me.”

“I dare you.”

“Bite me.”

“You think you can just run that pretty mouth of yours whenever you want?!”

“Wanna bet?”

“If you complain that it’s hot one more time, I’m going to give you a reason to sweat.”

“Prove it.”

“What’s in it for me?”

“If you bite your lip one more time, I’m going to do it for you.”

“Oh, well fuck me, then.”

“Shut up!”

“Yell at me again, and I’ll give you a real reason to scream.”

Flirty

“I wish we weren’t out in public…”

“Wow, you’re really strong.”

“Wanna go for a ride?”

“You sure can’t keep your hands to yourself…”

“Ah, I think I need a new bed.”

“Can you help me with my tie?” / “Can you zip up my dress for me?”

“You have really nice fingers…”

“Are we going downtown?”

“You should come by my place…I’ll give you the grand tour.”

“That outfit looks good on you. But, you’d also look good without the outfit.”

“What do you wear to bed?”

Awkward

“Do you have to eat it like that?”

“Uhm–t-those shorts look tight–”

“Hey, stop biting your lip…”

“Wha–is that a banana in your pocket?”

“You’re standing a little close to me…”

“Hey–you’ve got a little something on your face–”

“My keys are in my pocket. Can you get them for me?”

“Help me find the D? I mean, the variable–i-it’s math…”

“I just wanna grab your bu–hand. Grab your hand.”

❝ yeah, that’s m-me. hi. ❞

his small hand sticks out to meet the other males before he gently grabs it and shakes it gently. of course, he gets paired with some jock who’s probably going to try and make him do all the work. the young hacker releases jaxon’s hand and rocks back and forth on his feet.

❝ mmm, sir ? i’m an adult and yeah, i’m okay. ❞

sean sips from his cup while leaning against the front stoop of is new apartment building as he looks up at the other. he came in last night, way too drunk and sad and now this morning he’s hungover and even more grumpy until some guy comes up and offers him a small potted plant. the teen shrugs and places his cup down before holding out his hands for the plant.