#(mm.cameron)

[ 📲 • sms ] —— if i were with you right now, where would you want me to touch you? - drew (to cam)

text to ( brotrothed ); oh jeez. you know i’m not good with the word thing fuck

[ 📲 • sms ] —— i want to mark you as mine; that’s why i’ve been sharpening my nails. - tiff

text to ( crazy  ); had a lesser woman told me that i’d laugh

I just want you to be happy. And you’ll be happier without me.

[text] how could you say that??[text] you know i’m in love with you.

You’re always safe with me.

[text] I don’t feel it when you’re drunk.

Are you SERIOUSLY bringing that up right now!?

[text]  well you are at her house???

It’ll be like The Notebook, except with way more of my penis.

[text] well your penis is pretty nice..[text] fine, i’ll be there

[drunk text] You are my queen and my savior and I love you forever

collects rocks: cameron

takes pictures of the other while they’re asleep: cameron

gets drunk and breaks shit: drew

can’t swim: drew

remembers to feed the fish: cameron

puts up Christmas decorations in November: cameron

sends inappropriate texts and SnapChats while the other is in a meeting: drew

makes Sims just to drown them in the pool: drew

brings the other coffee at work:cameron

takes gym locker room selfies: cameron

signs them up for tennis lessons and a salsa-making class: cameron

▲  five time my muse thought about kissing yours, and the one time they did.

when drew came to get his car fixed and was looking so good in that white shirt, asking when it would be done, cameron almost lost it.

when drew asked him if he wanted to just hang out sometime, completely casual, not even a date.

when he didn’t hold the whole stabbing thing against him. 

after working out together and drew patting him on the back when he was already all worked up from seeing the other male all shirtless and sweaty.

being pinned to the mat with the other male above him, the fierceness in his eyes making him feel something a lot different than fear.

“so, i think we should probably take this relationship to something more than just. friends and work out partners, right?” kissing drew before he could answer because really what was he supposed to do if he said no?

☠  five times my muse thought about hitting yours, and the one time they did.

that first fight.

when he comes home drunk way past the time he said he would.

when he denied that he loved him.

when he doesn’t answer his texts.

when he forgets to pick up cameron’s brother the one time he was supposed to do it as a favor.

when drew taunted him in the ring, acting like he couldn’t actually take him down.

★  five times my muse though yours looked breath-taking, and the one time they voice it.

when he walked out of the shower

when he was making them breakfast, or trying to.

when he was playing with cameron’s younger cousin

when he’s protective (even though cam doesn’t really need it)

when he finally got dressed up for a wedding.

laying next to him in bed with the fresh orgasm glow over both of them, rolling over to hit his shoulder. “you look pretty beautiful, you know?”

❤  five times my muse says they don’t love yours, and the one time they admit it

when cameron stumbles upon what he assumes is drew cheating, talking with a girl he’s never met before. can it really be cheating though? they weren’t even really together, not yet. “it’s not like i’m in love with you, drew, talk to whoever you want.”

getting dressed in the locker room, getting caught staring at the other male. “look, i’m not even into you dude, don’t flatter yourself.”

watching movies on the couch, not letting drew pick what they watch next. “sorry, the only time i’d let you choose is if i was planning a netflix and chill and to not pay attention to the movie.. which will never happen, of course.”

“jakob, stop.. stop it. he’s just a friend, why would you say that?” hitting his brother on the shoulder as he pushes down a blush.

“what? of course i don’t care if you bring them home, i’m just your wing man, remember?”

“if i had to lose to anyone, i’m glad it’s you.”

▼  five times my muse has caught yours getting off, and the one time they help out.

when they first become roommates and hes coming in o ask him if he wants to have dinner with him a jake.

him sneaking into his house in hopes to maybe steal one of his controllers, ends up with an eyeful of drew naked on his couch.

“dude, are you done showering? we gotta g-” stopping when he sees just what his friend is doing behind the glass door.

bursting into his room because damn it he stole his gloves, didn’t he? and before his eyes caught the red the focused on a particularly red part of his friend’s anatomy.

coming home early from work because his hours were cut to find him on the recliner. “dude, i watch tv there!!!”

after texting him all day the things they were going to do when he got home, telling him he had better be ready and sending him a few sneakily timed nudes, walking into the apartment and searching, finding him in the bedroom waiting.

☢  five times my muse almost sends a nude, and the one time they do.

when drew was away for four days on whatever his business really was.

when cameron finally healed up and was feeling himself.

when cameron left for a whole week to visit his aunt in iowa.

when he had been an ass the night before and wanted a little revenge in front of drew’s uncle.

when they were at some dinner for drew’s family.

✿ = buying them flowers 

cameron walked into the house, exausted. nothing was going his way. his boss had yelled at him, his younger brother was pissy and all he really wanted to do was take a shower and maybe drink a little. sure he got on drew for it, but sometimes it was a real solution. on his way to the bathroom, he saw them, on the table, just sitting there so casually and he couldn’t help the way his cheeks heated. quickly he took a selfie with them, snap chatting his boyfriend ‘u r such a dork, thank u!!!’

♘ = stabbing them

cameron didn’t know why he was here. this was crazy. one minute his best friend was asking for some back up and the next thing he knows, there are ten plus men surrounding them, all looking a little too blood thirsty. cameron could deal with this though, he knew he could. he could hear his father telling him you have to fight to survive, make your place. that’s what this was, fighting to survive. as the fight went on though, all he was certain of was that he was never talking to this guy again. he had stopped a guy from stabbing him, just barely. now, holding the knife the only guy in his vision was this massive, intimidating man who was far too angry for his own good and coming a bit too close. before cameron knew what he was doing he aimed the knife for the guy’s gut, twisting it in. as much as he wanted to get out of there though, t the end of it when most of the guys ha run off, including his friend, cameron found himself walking over to the guy. “uh, you aren’t going to die, right?”

♣ = discovering them crying .

he hated that this happened, hated that his dad was sick, hated that his brother was going to drop out of high school, hated that he could do nothing to help. why did things like this always happen to him? he was a nice fucking giuy. he didn’t have a lot, but when he could, he gave to charity. he helped out his father, listened to everything e said, and yet. he was sniffling on the bed when he heard the door open quickly doing his best to dry his eyes. “i don’t want to talk.”

❂ = wiping blood off their face .

“you should see the other guy..” he joked, a little more than embarrassed. he had gotten jumped by three guys in an alley, asking where drew was, calling him names that he really never wanted to hear again. he couldn’t tell the other male that though, hated when he was stressed, didn’t want him to worry. he leaned away from his touch when he tried to clean him off. “just be delicate, okay? i’m precious.”

⇕ = holding their hand .