please don't leave

   adrian was motivated to unpack, mostly because it would get his parents out of his hair and because he didn’t wanna stare at boxes forever. when he hears the other’s words, he’s almost open to offering the other half of his bed, but he decides it’s best he doesn’t because they don’t know one another well yet. “that does sound pretty terrible, though.” he tells him with a small laugh. “yeah, we can do that! do you have anything in mind?”

micah moved to sit on the couch, shrugging a bit. “i’ll be alright. besides, this is pretty comfy. good job,” he said with a smile as he slipped off his shows, pulling his knees up to his chest so he could be more comfortable. he thought about it for a moment. “we could go to a club - i don’t know if that’s your scene. i love to dance, though.” he said, wiggling his brows.

nova:  i don’t want to get you sick baby, don’t worry. i’ll postmate some soup.

ASHTON: i told you i’m not mad, just busy ASHTON: you don’t have to go out if you don’t want to, babe

nova: i still feel like complete crap, i’m sorry babe nova: but i’m proud of you for staying hydrated!

   sure, chris was forgiven, but xander was the type to loom it over the other’s head when he could until it was made up or something of the sorts. he feels his eyes falling closed when the other started to run his fingers through his hair ( one of his favorite things that chris did ). “and how are you going to do that, hm?” he questions softly.

chris smiled as he kept running his fingers through his hair. “i dunno, how would you like for me to make it up?” he wondered as he looked down at him. after a moment, he leaned down to press a soft kiss to his lips. “would kisses help?” he wondered, a bit teasingly.

   “there’s only so much rebelling you can do when people are eager to snitch on a prince.” he responds, shoulders shrugging once more. plenty of people within the kingdom walls and such were always happy to tell his parents about what he was doing. “that so?” he smirks, taking it from the male and putting it to his lips to inhale the smoke, exhaling it soon after.

“they snitch on you often?” he wondered. andrew parents tended not to care what he did as long as he didn’t embarrass them publicly. his family’s reputation was very important to them. “mhm,” he said, taking the joint back from the other man as he took his own hit. “it’s not often a guy comes across someone as attractive as you.”

“too late, huh?” she mumbled, a sad smile forming on her lips. daria had never been one to let herself be vulnerable and now she was feeling the sting from her own actions. “i’m sorry. i’ll go.” pearly whites sunk deep into her bottom lip, avoiding the tears that were begging to fall from her sapphire hues.

she took a deep breath as she tried to hold back her own tears. she hated this. why couldn’t she just get over daria? francesca knew she should just let the other woman go, but she didn’t know if she could. “wait,” she said, in spite of herself. “i...you really still care?”