#admirxbles

" are you gonna tell me where we're going now? "

      “We both know I am much cuter than that playstation.” he teased as he went to sit down in front of the television and games console, a pout on his lips. “Hotter too.” 

         “She doesn’t like many people.” they explained softly, eyes falling onto the small black kitten which was currently crawling all over the other. “I guess that settles that.” they teased, falling down so that they could curl up into their side. ‘We’re keeping you.” 

     he needs this. he needs levi to actually want him for once, because wyatt is sure he’s going to go insane relatively soon if he doesn’t feel something other than disgust in himself. with his long digits wrapped around his wrist, he ponders what the other might say to him. “ l-levi ??”

WYATT: I don't even get what your problem is we were just dancing.

     it takes noel just a bit longer than ten minutes to escape from his family’s home. he had failed to mention to riley that his parents were having a party-slash-silent auction tonight. it was a brilliant excuse for his father to look like a saint & his mother to show off her new collection of designs to people stupid enough to pay ten times the asking price for them. it’s for charity, his mother had said— as if she really gave a rat’s ass about helping others. noel, being just as  e q u a l l y  charitable, had decided that it would be in everyone’s best interest if he made himself scarce. he REFUSED to be paraded around in front of skin-covered mannequins with glass eyes & botox smiles like some kind of puppet. that’s why he’s making an attempt to scale his bedroom balcony, completely dressed to the nines ( he had to at least look like he was attending, didn’t he ?? ) he makes a leap for the tree on his right, wincing when the sleeve of his pink versace tuxedo jacket gets  s n a g g e d  by an unforgiving branch. he mourns inwardly for the fabric as a distinct ripping sound fills the air— but he doesn’t have time to dwell on it. the moment his feet hit the ground, he makes a beeline for his baby-blue lamborghini and tears down the winding driveway & off of the estate. it takes him fifteen minutes to arrive at riley’s house & he lays on the horn, not giving a second thought about disturbing the neighbors.

          “  will i ever be GOOD enough?  ”

“i’m going to scream.”