𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃.

a small smirk formed on yunlan’s lips as he tilted his head to the side slightly, “oh? this must be a new haunting, i’ve spent a few nights at your place and don’t recall sensing anything off. maybe you’ve manifested a poltergeist with how much energy you always seem to have.” he teased as he reached out to place his hands on leon’s hips. “did you want me to ask boris to handle it instead? he might shit his pants at the chance to handle something like this.” he continued to try to get a rise out of the other as he playfully stuck his tongue out at leon. “honestly it’s nothing like that, i’ve just been busy. i found something that i never thought to uncover and now i’m throwing myself back into my work.” he confessed. “what about you? What have you been up to? your life is always more exciting than mine.”

after a tough day at work, the only thing on jax’s mind was being able to escape all his troubles for a while. he was sitting at the bar at pleasure island, simply enjoying the atmosphere really, when he was suddenly approached by a familiar face. before he could open his mouth to greet kaz, the other boldly reached out to tilt his chin upward. while the touch was featherlight, it was enough to cause a flicker of confusion to appear in his eyes as he stared up at the other — but not a single word was uttered. any confusion he felt morphed into surprise as their lips connected in a kiss, unable to truly return it before space was created between them once more. kaz’s words caught him off guard, briefly feeling silly for thinking that this was some sort of strange random confession on the other’s part. he masked that bittersweet feeling with a smirk, before leaning in to whisper in the other’s ear. “you realize i actually have to touch you to be convincing, right? beyond just a simple kiss. is that alright with you?” even now he wanted to take kaz’s comfort into account. “i want to be a good boyfriend after all.” he teased, a breathy chuckle escaping him and the air tickling the shell of kaz’s ear.

[ text to my other but not better half: ] leon, i think i have a problem...  [ text to my other but not better half: ] tell me how when i promise myself to remain single and have fun for a while, the universe has a way of spiting me. [ text to my other but not better half: ] god, i haven’t been in a relationship since university and yet here i am willing to settle down and be domestic with someone. [ text to my other but not better half: ] am i losing my touch ?

luke was on his way back to his apartment after a long swim in the woods, feeling freer than he had in a long time. although on his way home he couldn’t help but become distracted by the presence of a cat, the cat landing a few mere feet away from him before suddenly transforming into a woman. it caught him completely off guard as a small gasp escaped him, stumbling backward as his eyes widened in surprise. “uh… wow, i don’t think anything could top seeing what you just did.” there was obvious disbelief in his voice. “if you were worried about no one seeing you, don’t worry. i’m not going to tell anyone about this all.” he would hope that anyone would do the same if they stumbled upon him in the lake and saw his new tail.

bill’s eyes remained locked on the other as he proceeded to press the napkin to the open cut, beginning to lead the way toward the bathroom once the other had risen to his feet. a soft chuckle spilled from his lips as he shot a glance over his shoulder at the man, “s-sometimes we need a reminder of how d-dangerous little things are. one simple s-shard can cause a deep cut.” he mused, pausing to push open the bathroom’s door and allow the other to enter before he did so. “you don’t have to apologize to me at all. even though i m-may not seem like it… i’ve been a mess tonight as well. just before r-running into you, i was having a panic attack on the balcony. so you’re in good c-company, i’m not here to judge you.” he was hoping that his candidness would help ease the other’s nerves just a little bit.

Julian chuckled softly as he tilted his head to the side slightly, “Are you saying I’m not a creep?” He teased, shaking his head slightly. It was a common insult hurled toward him, just because he wasn’t exactly the best when it came to conducting himself in social situations. “My parents have been saying something similar lately, they keep complaining about how much time I spend working. But, there’s nothing wrong with doing what you’re passionate about… right? Although, maybe we should start taking a few more breaks.” There was nothing wrong with stepping away every once in a while, even though it was often difficult for Julian. He let out a musing hum of acknowledgment at her comment, “The artistic process isn’t something that can be rushed, unfortunately. I know it’s easier said than done, but try not to pressure yourself too much… something will come to you eventually and when it does, I know it will be great.” He wasn’t necessarily the best at comforting people, but he was decently good at cheering his friends on. Maybe because it felt less forced? He lit up the moment Dusk agreed to go along with his suggestion, figuring this was something they both needed. A little break and some bonding time together. “Mixing m&ms into the popcorn is the only way to go! That and using red vines as a straw to drink coke.” He chuckled. “C’mon.” He smiled as he stood up and easily extended his hand toward her.

sarah couldn’t help but chuckle as she tilted her head to the side, easily beginning to move in time with the music once their hands were joined. “i’ve been told that i’m overwhelming before, but it’s not usually seen as a good thing. it’s the quiet beauties that everyone truly admires, the mystery that wallflowers like you carry with them only adds to the intrigue.” she chuckled softly as she allowed her hand that rested on the other’s shoulder to gently caress it. “but as for being swarmed by mediocre men, i feel like that’s the theme for tonight. tell me how every woman here is dressed to the nines and yet every man looks like they just bought the same suit? i don’t envy anyone who has to try and keep track of their date tonight, it’d be an impossible task.” she teased, scrunching her nose up slightly. “but, i’m really glad that you decided to ask me.”

meeting new people over dating apps was usually a miss for ryan, but she was lonely and sought some sort of stimulating company to distract her from her work. she had been sitting on a marble bench within the museum for the past hour, nervously glancing down at her phone in hopes that she would see a message of apology from the woman that she was waiting on. she let out a gentle sigh and nervously fiddled with her blazer before glancing upward and locking eyes with a familar face that stood behind the desk within the main entrance. “you probably think i’m a loser or extremely weird just sitting here…” she chuckled, trying to lighten the mood a bit and play off the situation as a whole. “it’s been an hour, do you think i should just give up and leave?” it was weird attempting small-talk with someone who used to be your best friend.

Despite being an extremely solitary individual, Rey had managed to make a few select friends over the years. Stiles just so happened to be one of them, a friend that she held quite dear. She had made a quick stop before meeting up with the other, grabbing him a strawberry danish from Salinger’s as a small treat. It wasn’t much. But hopefully, it would make him smile. She was scoping out the area in the library where they had agreed to meet, a small smile forming the moment she spotted him. She was quick to cross the room and plop down at the table that he was seated at, a small snort escaping her as she heard his comment. “With my luck, that’s probably not too strange of an assumption. But luckily, I made it here in one piece… with this.” She plopped the bag that contained the still warm danish down in front of him. “I hope this makes up for me being late. A woman at the cafe decided she wanted to order like six drinks, which explains the holdup.” Her lips pursed into a thin line. “How’s your assignment coming along?” Sometimes she envied her friends that were enrolled in university, most of the time that wasn’t the case — especially when she saw how much coursework they had.

while olaf had spent so much time thinking that forcing marshall to address their shared trauma and how it had torn them apart would only make things worse, he was starting to think that wasn’t the case. there was only so long the two could go on simply sweeping things underneath the rug before their relationship was damaged beyond repair. just because it wasn’t going to be easy doesn’t mean it wasn’t unnecessary for them both. “you’re right… in the end, i think choosing to suffer alone has been the poorest decision that either of us could have made.” he wasn’t usually this upfront and candid when it came to the thoughts surrounding the shaky past that he and his brother shared, but it felt nice to consult an unbiased party on this all. but it wasn’t long before a gentle smile spread across olaf’s lips as the other introduced himself and told him that he was free to return whenever he wished. “i hope by your standards it was a good surprise. thank you again for letting me hide out here and listening to me vent, i appreciate it. i definitely wouldn’t mind returning again, you’re nice to talk to, kaz.” he chirped. “i’ll definitely tell you how the whole talk goes, although if it doesn’t go well it will probably be my fault and not marshall’s.”