Lost In Paradise

Shhh he learned, and you can learn!

If you can teach me how to bake then you’ll be doing the world a favor, especially my mother.

Okay, I’m not gonna lie to you - it’s like, three hours long. But, trust me. It’s worth it. Look, because I care so much about exposing people to awesome movies, how about you let me watch it with you? That way, you’ll have my shoulders to sob on and I’ll be around to jump on you if you start to fall asleep on me.

My attention span is not three hours long, I’m sorry. But deal, we’ll try it and see what happens but be warned -- I’m a heavy sleeper.

PM: Hey how are you?

[PRIVATE] I will be. Thank you for asking.

Alright, it’s super tragic - but you’ve still got to watch it. I promise it’ll be worth the tears. It was easily one of the best movies I’ve ever seen. I just suggest you don’t try and go it alone like I did. If I had someone with me, I probably would have been able to keep it together.

I don’t think I can manage to get through it all, just speaking in honesty. I mean, it’s how long?

Wow, that was a bad idea.

I still can’t bring myself to watch it in full so I think I might have a bit of an idea of where you’re coming from.

Jesse used to make me cookies with full blown egg shell pieces in them.

... Oh no, that’s just sad.

“Yaas.”

Oh, of course. I’d say that I could help out but I’d end up making something explode, I’m sure.

There is an empty hole in myself now that it’s not being filled with food from the carnival but that’ll go away. Eventually.

Nope. Didn’t eat enough funnel cake last week. Tempted to make the cooking club do more fried dough desserts this coming meeting to make up for it.

Yes. There’s nothing else to say to that -- yes.

Charlie froze at the single word that was uttered, before shaking his head and walking closer to the door, a dull ache in his chest when Sayer didn’t try and make him stay, though he knew it was best for both of them right now.

What he did for the hours he wasn’t sure, but every time Sayer looked up time passed and quite frankly he didn’t remember anything about what he did. He thought, oh yes, he was thinking, and he was pacing, and he was thinking some more, and every so often he’d be in a spot he didn’t even recall going to. Yes, time passed, and it was just shortly after curfew after a particularly hard toss of his stomach when he realized Charlie didn’t come back in time did he growl. A sharp kick and a shove later and the easel in the corner of the room was sent to the floor, Sayer standing by the window in hopes of seeing the man run across the campus or something to tell him he was still around but finding nothing.

Charlie knew somewhere in the back of his mind that Sayer wasn’t like his exes, that he would never do that to him. But even if it happens once, it’s enough to not trust so easily. But he had trusted Sayer – and he still did – and he knew getting angry over this was pathetic and pointless, but he was and there was nothing he could do to change that.

“Wait.”

Charlie refrained from rolling his eyes. Of course that’d be the response. He knew all he had to do was just apologize – Franklin just pushed his buttons, he knew that he was nothing to this great thing that they had – but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. It was rare the Switch did the right thing. “You never thought to mention it whenever he flirts with you? Whenever you let him say those things to you? It would have been really nice to know, Say, that I had something to be worried about and feel threatened of!” That was a low blow, he knew it, of course Sayer wouldn’t do anything. But once the words were out of his mouth, it was too late to take them back.

Is that what he thought? Did Sayer give Charlie any reason to believe he’d end up straying because someone was playing around? That was -- ... Well, that was rather insulting, especially considering the man was nothing but beyond faithful, both physically and in his head. No, the thought of another man never even crossed his mind, and quite frankly it was never going to. But no, apparently Charlie had different ideas, and God damn it was frustrating.

Everything Will Break || Chayer

Charlie stood there, hands crossed, in the middle of Sayer’s suite, staring silently at the laptop on the sofa, before turning to face the blonde. A scowl hatched his features, and his eyes were completely blank as he stared down the Dominant. “You…you slept with him?” He whispered. Really, the Switch shouldn’t have been upset, he had also slept with the rat long before he and Sayer got together. But this didn’t seem real, Frankie wasn’t Sayer’s type, was he? “He was counted in the numbers you gave me, then? Why didn’t you tell me?”

They weren’t even together at the point, that much Sayer knew. In fact, he remembered distinctly it was at a point where them getting together seemed like it was never going to happen so of course he was going to explore. He had that right, and yet, even knowing that, when Charlie whirled around to look at him with the expression he was wearing Sayer could only feel immense guilt at the fact. At least that initially was the feeling, but at the realization that he shouldn’t feel guilty, he was becoming rather defensive.

mrpurplecharlie

No. I have the most amazing guy in the world. He just doesn’t deserve you talking to or about him in that crude way.

Hey, Charlie, it’s fine. We’re just teasing, it’s okay.

You definitely have an ass, I’ve stared at it enough times to know. I mean, no I mean what I said.

Oh, uh, thanks! I’m incredibly flattered.