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{ ☆ }  ❝  Oh no... Is there unrest amongst the social elite? The school’s poor Golden Boy’s feewings are being tarnished by the unfaithful actions of someone who was never technically ensnared in a romantic entanglement with him, as well as a two-faced lying little temptress who he’d sooner trade for five seconds of acclaim despite regarding her as a ‘close friend’? Someone better alert the presses!  ❞  

               "Sorry! Sorry." Laurel wakes up with a start, apologising instinctively. She shouldn't be asleep at work. She shouldn't be asleep if Kurt is talking to her. Or even if he's there. She knows better than to still trust him. But he's not there, and she's not at work, and... oh. Della. Della's here.

"I was asleep on your shoulder, wasn't I? Sorry. I'm sure I was listening to you, and then... you know how it is. Three jobs and a son. And you have such a nice voice, and... yeah. Sorry. I'm glad I'm with you, though. Always glad to be with you."

((she's tired and apologetic but here she is!!!)) / @calvinsocs​ | unprompted.

▬▬▬ ☾☆      She’d noticed that Laurel  had  fallen  asleep  while  she  was  talking,  but  it  didn’t  bother  her.  Clearly,  she  was  tired  &&  needed  the  rest.  So  she  kept  talking  until  she  was  sure  Laurel  was  sound  asleep  &&  then  just  sat  there,  content  to  let  her  rest.  Della  could  just  mess  around  on  her  phone  until  she  got  too  tired  as  well.  

            Della was slightly startled  by  Laurel’s  sudden  apology,  but  frowned  when  she  processed  it  all.  Why  was  she  sorry?  

                                  ❛  Hey, there’s no need to apologize! You were tired && I totally get that. I was just rambling anyway. You just rest if that’s what you need. I’ll be here.  ❜

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And Laurel is happy about it. At least, she thinks she is. She really, really wants to be. After all, she and Mitch have been trying for this. They want this. But still…

“…It’s been seventeen years since I was pregnant with Carroll. So. I guess I’m a little nervous. On top of all the excitement. But you’ll help me through this, right?”

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“Laurel, I would never abandon my family. I’ll take care of you and our egg and every egg that comes after it.”

And then he’s kissing her, on hand resting on her stomach. His wife. His egg. Everything he needs in his life right here. There’s the matter of Laurel’s work, but he’s sure he can convince her to see the right path easily enough.

“Little Blue.” Preston doesn’t bother with trying to sound sweet or peppy. He’s not happy, and Levi deserves to know. There’s no point in continuing to play with him. Not when he seems dangerously close to moving on.

“I’ll be honest with you, sweetheart. Briar doesn’t deserve you. She’s shallow and mean and could never give you the love you deserve. Best to break this off before you get hurt.”

Or before Preston gets hurt. Not that he plans on getting his heart broken over an admittedly adorable little bluebird with bright golden eyes and a kind heart and- actually, the more Preston thinks about it, the more Levi seems worth heartbreak. But it’s still not part of the plan.

“Besides, you can do so much better.”

As he speaks, Preston backs Levi up against the wall, one hand next to the smaller boy’s head and the other tilting his chin up into forced eye contact. If he’s doing this right, it should drive Levi crazy. And if he can get Levi to drop Briar for him without having to beg? He’s won. / @calvinsocs​ 

            Preston calling him by  the  usual  nickname  got  Levi’s  attention  immediately,  as  was  expected.  He  couldn’t  help  it,  Preston  had  always  been  Levi’s  favorite  person  to  talk  to.  Why  he  was  so  smitten  with  him,  he  wasn’t  sure.  There  was  just  something  about  Preston  that  drew  him  in,  made  him  want  to  get  to  know  him  better.  

            He knew that initially,  the  only  reason  Preston  ever  gave  him  the  time  of  day  was  because  of  his  influence.  He  was  in  charge  of  the  school  paper  ( pending approval for content by the sponsoring teacher, of course ),  so  that  gave  Preston  an  in.  Levi  wrote  a  lot  of  articles  about  him  when  he  could  get  away  with  it.  He  wasn’t  oblivious  to  how  he  was  obviously  being  used.  Even  if  everybody  thought  so.  He  was  fully  aware  of  it  &&  not  just  from  Preston.  

            Despite all of that,  Levi  still  liked  Preston.  Even  just  being  his  friend  was  everything  to  the  bluebird.  He  liked  to  think  that  Preston  had  come  to  care  about  him  too  in  their  time  together.  This  whole  thing  with  Briar  was  just  a  ruse.  Levi  hadn’t  quite  figured  out  exactly  what  she  was  gaining  from  this,  but  he  knew  it  was  something.  Briar  wasn’t  the  type  to  just  do  favors  for  people  out  of  the  kindness  of  her  heart.  But  that  was  an  issue  to  be  dealt  with  later.  

            Right now, he had  Preston  right  in  front  of  him,  backing  him  up.  Levi’s  breath  hitched,  trying  to  avoid  eye  contact  until  he  physically  couldn’t  anymore.  His  face  was  bright red  &&  for  a  moment,  he  wasn’t  entirely  sure  he  was  able  to  speak.  This  was  exactly  what  he  wanted.  Preston  was  jealous.  The  plan  had  worked.  So  why  did  Levi  feel  awful?  

                                  ❛  Why is it that it took... all of this for you to notice me? Like, really notice me. I know that you know I like you. I haven’t been good at hiding it && I wasn’t really trying to?  I just... I don’t know. I thought this would feel different, you know? I mean, I’ve wanted this forever. But it doesn’t feel right. Not right now, at least.  ❜

                                  ❛  I have the feeling I am so in over my head right now.  ❜

“Anywho! Levi! You know, little bluebird, about this tall, the one you were coming on to earlier? Yeah. He’s accounted for. Totally mine. For keepsies.

“So. Maybe do me a favour and keep your grabby little hands off him, mmkay? I know it’s hard for you to not just snatch up any boy with a pulse, but that one’s… not on the market.”

((Because ofc Preston had to say something)) | @calvinsocs