#jjaspr

@jjaspr​

sawyer: hydrate or die-drate am i right? sawyer: may actually die tonight tho so if you don’t hear from me again just remember how good i looked

KENNY: ❣️❣️❣️❣️

     a few days since the gala had happened and nic still felt the aftermath of it. want to set a city on fire?  put it’s residents in a ball room and watch from the distance. trouble came with nearly no effort and nic had the awful tendency of dwelling on things for as long as the problem haunted him, even if it’s just inside of his head. between violet, eloise, even brooklyn, the worse part of the gala was the way that he left things with jasper. since that day, there were no calls, texts, he didn’t even see him. the longest they’d been without giving in to their needs and desires since literally the day they met. perhaps he didn’t actually wanted them to be done, but nic still couldn’t find in himself to go after him as he’d been so many times before. the skate park was his favorite and most underground place of denver. it wasn’t enormous, but it was big enough - full of artistic graffiti over the walls, brightening up the empty place nic took advantage of to relieve his stress by practicing new tricks and playing around with the ones he already knew. the ramps of this skatepark were rather tall, but it was easy for him to skate to one side to the other while keeping his perfect balance over the wheels. it helped him think and at the same time took his mind away from things he didn’t want to think about. as he did so, he decided that he wanted to do more. speeding up his wheels a little, he was able to stay in the air with the impulse of the ramp, but his return to the ground it wasn’t as smooth as he’d hoped. for that, he had to bail, kicking his board away for a hopefully painless landing - one that still hurt anyways. “what the fuck,” he hissed to himself, his snapback flying right out of his head somewhere as he stood up and reached for his board again, running up the ramp so he could sit on top of it. his hand wiped the sweat from his forehead as he brushed his hair back and replaced his hat in his head, chest raising and falling from the tiredness of his failed trick as he spotted literally the last person he wanted to see right there. watching him, god knows for how long - hopefully not enough to see his fall. nic didn’t say anything though, he took a sip from his water bottle and just stared back. he had no idea what was coming, but he already knew he didn’t want to deal with it. 

nic: drop whatever you doing and come over nic:  we’ve got 45 minutes before my dads come homenic: weirdly enough they have a no sex in the house rule nic: which has never stopped me before but you knownic: also this is a direct order 😉

please follow !!

FOLLOW !!