he can tell the other has figured it out, but mason still goes on as if nothing is wrong. "no, i'm just...winded." he's definitely not hiding broken ribs or anything like that. nope, he's totally fine.

yeLLS i haven’t used ross in so long and jeremy isn’t even on this blog anymore i am so sad about it. 

Though Jackson wouldn’t call it a relationship (that word is not and never has been, never will be in his vocabulary), there was a certain understanding. The necklace had only been given as a half thought, something he’d picked up in some thrift shop as a no-thought-required late christmas gift. He figured for as much as he used Austin up physically, he might as well give him something. But the blush did not go unnoticed and Jackson made no move to hide his cackle. “That get you, then? I never would have guessed,” he snorted. He knew exactly what he was doing. 

“God, you are into some kinky shit. I can’t even imagine the kind of porn you get into when no one else is around. Unless you’re into people watching, too. Wouldn’t put it past ya, pet.”

"Didn't keep you waitin' too long, did I?" Questioned as he gave the male a gentle squeeze around the waist, chin resting lightly on his shoulder. Normally, he might be a little less obvious for Elijah's sake, but he wasn't feeling at all subtle today, and its not like any of the guys would be telling, so he wasn't concerned.

Liam walked - waddled - up to their apartment. “Help, I’m a sticky mess and there’s chocolate in my underwear!” He pouted as he walked towards Austin with a smirk, “but you can lick it out if you want.” He was joking. He wanted to bath, nice change of clothes, and a nice long cuddle. “Hey, what are you doing tomorrow? Because if nothing, we should have a sappy romancy boyfriend thing. I’m just saying that we haven’t like done such a thing in a very long time and I miss it.”

liam: and i really want a sundae