#oftheft

“You’re at it again,” Jason stretched up as he heard a noise on the back of the apartment, his alarm being set up just due to the help Zatanna put on it, because the tech part was not precisely working, or so he thought. “You have to stop breaking and entering.” He turned around, arms on his chest as he looked at him. 

Part of him was also sure the alarm was simply activated on purpose, to let him know. As annoying as it might be, Dom seemed like the kind of guy who would go undetected, like Jason, or any of his brothers and sisters. “What is it that you want?”

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open curtains / closed blinds  ;   stray dog / house cat ;   people / pets  ;   outside / inside   ; half-empty / half-full   ;  tv / radio ;   sing / dance ;  shoes / sandals   ;  cash / credit ; hike / drive / fly  ; casual / elegant ; center / corner ;   sword / shield   ; airplane / boat  ;  fizzy / flat ;   garnished / plain   ;  extra salt / extra pepper   ;  spicy / mild ;  record player /digital media  ;   opaque / transparent ;   white lies /complete truth  ;   blunt /subtle   ; loud / silent  ; books / music  ;   familiar / new   ; youth / experience ; spoon /fork & knife ;  knife / baseball bat  ;  space / ocean  ;  bow & arrow / blow dart  ;   love at first sight /slow burn  ; freckles / dimples   ;   long lashes / long fingers   ; soft lips /sensitive neck ;   stubble / thick hair   ; slow dance / intimate conversation.

“Has anyone ever told ya that ya got a TWISTED sense a humor?”

He perks his brows a bit, SEATED comfortably in his chair, sifting through his book idly before setting his gaze on the other man and cocking his head to the side idly.

“I wasn’t looking at porn it was my mother’s campaign schedule.” He grumbled, “can you just fix it?” He wasn’t supposed to be talking to him to start with but he couldn’t go to his sister for help again or she would rat him out. “You don’t get ass or dick from me until you stop acting like either.” Luke replied with a heavy sigh.

“Dominic Shaw,” the man greeted, sitting from the other end of his desk on a fancy leather shirt. Everything about him was classy and powerful, from his sharp gaze to his perfect manners as he invited the other to take a seat with a gesture of his hand.

“You may be wondering why I went through all the trouble to invite you here,” the mob boss continued, taking a second to stand up, walk around casually and get a hold of a glass bottle, filled with the fanciest of whiskeys. He poured two glasses and handed one over.

“See, I don’t usually resort to this kind of methods, but I have been put in a position where I no longer see a diplomatic way out.” He made a pause to take a sip of his glass.

GENDER: Male ORIENTATION: confused bisexual PREFERRED PET NAMES: Chris is not too fond of pet names precisely because of how much he loves his own name. But he’ll take anything that doesn’t sound degrading or makes him feel like a little defenseless harmless puppy. If he had to pick a favorite, he likes being called “babe”.   RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single FAVOURITE CANON SHIP(S): I’m kind of a sucker for Chris and Drew as a couple, although most of you have no idea who Drew is FAVOURITE NON-CANON SHIP(S): Drew and Dawn ( @voxvulgi ) because they’re just too cute OPINION  ON  TRUE  LOVE. Chris believes in true love, but he never truly thought of it as something that could happen to him. After all, he’s oriented to a different kind of accomplishments... You could argue success is his one true love OPINION  ON  LOVE  AT  FIRST  SIGHT. He’s torn. He believes it’s a dumb thing that only happens in stories and books, but the idea of such a thing existing is curious enough to call his attention. HOW  ‘ROMANTIC’  ARE  THEY. Not really romantic. Chris is pragmatic and logical, so he tends to be more blunt and efficiency-oriented than cheesy, but that doesn’t mean he’s not into big gestures of appreciation, just not from a cheesy point of view. IDEAL  PHYSICAL  TRAITS. Chris hasn’t an ideal physical trait. In that aspect, he’ll be attracted to beautiful people, but not over something specific as a trait but as their body as a whole, as a combination of things. IDEAL  PERSONALITY  TRAITS. Kindness. The world we live in is too dark and corrupted. It’s not merciful towards good people. Anyone who finds it within them to be kind despite the whole mess that is life will definitely catch Chris’ eye.  UNATTRACTIVE  PHYSICAL  TRAITS. obesity. To him, obesity is lack of self care  and discipline and he has absolutely no time to care for someone who doesn’t care for themselves, or has that evident lack of self control. UNATTRACTIVE  PERSONALITY  TRAITS. Bigotry and elitism. Someone who looks down on everyone else on a false sense of superiority for any reason are bound to win his hate right off the bat, which is why he would never be attracted to such a thing. IDEAL  DATE.  Amusement park, roller coasters, paintball, anything thrilling and exciting. He’ll always enjoy a good dinner, of course, but if you get him excited and his adrenaline running it’s going to be best. DO  THEY  HAVE  A  TYPE:  Not really. He’ll date anyone so long as they catch his eye. AVERAGE  RELATIONSHIP  LENGTH. No longer than a month. People can rarely keep up and they either get sick of him, or he gets bored of them. PREFERRED  NON-SEXUAL  INTIMACY. Sleeping on  his significant other’s lap, or vice versa. COMMITMENT  LEVEL. Medium-high. Medium not because he is unfaithful but because his ultimate goal will always be success above anything else. He would be the kind to neglect his partners a little as he follows his dreams. OPINION  OF  PUBLIC  AFFECTION. Chris is perfectly okay with it, so long as it’s not something sexual or will get them in trouble. He’s not above using PDA to spite the people he dislikes. PAST  RELATIONSHIPS. He got together with the head cheerleader for about a month in order to spike his popularity. Needless to say this relationship didn’t really work out.

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College was hard. Not as hard as he initially thought it would be, but hard enough for him to need to release stress at least once a month... So Gael did what any college student would do: gather some friends, bust some moves, drink until he passed out... After all, his parents were too far away to find out so he could cut loose.

That’s exactly what happened. He went out, one of those frat parties you saw so much of in movies. He had his fun, he took his shots... But he had to take a call, so he left the house for a moment, sitting on a bench by the garden. And by the time he hung up, he was too mesmerized by the clear night sky and that full moon to go back inside right away.

As an artist, he was really appreciative of nature. He was also appreciative of the man hanging around. Had he seen him in the party? Hell, he might’ve even danced with him at some point.