#r-rowe

♡:Accidentally falling asleep together

This wasn’t an unusual thing to wake up to, together. Delsin rubs the sleep from his eyes, groaning over the weight on his chest when he realises there’s hair tickling his nose, and the rest of his body is practically trapped under another. There’s the added familiar musky scent of…

"R…Reggie?" he grumbles, his head not quite there yet with the rest of himself, but he tries. He sees himself, and Reggie sprawled on the sofa with their limbs awkwardly hanging out. A thin blanket was wrapped between the two of them and the static of the tv was unbearable to hear, but he couldn’t care where about the remote was clearly by how his arm just…waving about.

"Reggieeee," He’s trying to push him off now, of course that bit of effort proving futile. "come on, you’re heavy and you’re late for work. God, what were we even doing last night?"

15: Kiss in the Rain

Delsin had done it again, run off to nowhere in one of his…tantrums of “I’ll never come back home again!” speeches and now had gotten himself cold, wet, and lost. But that didn’t bother him much, the cold seemed to dampen his otherwise fiery attitude at the time, and gave him enough to think about what he had just done. And somehow, no matter where he went, as he held himself in the night wandering aimlessly through the rain, he knew Reggie would somehow find him.

That after all their little sibling spats, Reggie would eventually forgive him, and Delsin hated that. Hated that he would try to fix everything again, fix his mistakes and mend their relationship. He wanted to stop Reggie from being the one to look out for him, and Delsin slowly started to realize that this is why he had been terrorizing Reggie in such a way time and time again.

As he felt himself soaked from head to toe under no shelter, Reggie soon enough found Delsin quietly sitting on the floor in some random alley, hugging himself. But he held the umbrella over Delsin’s head without question. And there and then, Delsin wanted to fight back, scream for Reggie to stop trying every god damn time. But he couldn't. He just couldn't. His heart...was just sick of himself now.

Before Reggie could brace himself, Delsin jumped up and latched himself onto Reggie, kissing his lips in an attempt to make him feel his desperation. Eventually, he pulls away, voice cracking, body shivering.

ahhhh noooo FEEL BETTER SOOOON!!

♎ your muse tracing one of my muse’s scars

"Oh, that one?" Delsin pointed on the scar on his back. "I dunno, Reg, it seems like an old one. Perhaps I got it at school… Yeah, the biggest possibility is tht this scar is from the school…" D twitched his shoulders, as he felt cold Reg`s fingers on a long scar on his back. "It tickles, bro," he giggled, leaning forward.

"Seriously, stop, it really tickles, and your fingers are freaking frozen. What did you do? Came out of the fridge?" he laughed, arching his back, trying to escape the cold touch.

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"Reg! Reg…stay with me man. Come on." Delsin’s voice was cracking, a sign that he was in true distress. "Come on, I can’t do this without you bro. Don’t leave on me now." His hands clenched the material of the other male’s shirt, his face scrunching up into a pained expression. A few moments later, there were tears. And Delsin couldn’t stop them from flowing down his cheeks. "Don’t fucking die, you asshole."

Sweet jesus, you already know me too well by now. What's there to even hide?

I know we got this...weird, even slightly twisted fling going on that no one else should...really know about. Half of me is still so...undecided, and the other just wants to take you there and then.