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Send in a ❣ for a random kiss.{ @raycfsunshine }  ||  5. a neck kiss.Liam awoke, warm and snuggled up against another, a smile immediately curling against his features. He’d nearly forgotten that Ethan had stayed over but he should have known considering he doesn’t usually sleep to well at all and since this was one of the first few times he’d had a decent night sleep. 

Granted this could be due to his serious lack of keeping a sturdy bedtime.

Not sure if Ethan was even awake he remains as still as possible, though he does nuzzle his nose against his jaw, smirking softly when the others scruff brushes his nose. He’s not trying to wake him though he does feel the need to kiss Ethan, the urge was so large that he presses a soft kiss against his neck, lips moving a couple of times to cover more area. This whole new open door to their friendship was rather new and exciting but it was definitely one that he doesn’t want to fuck up so he minds the placement of his hands as he rubs along the others back.

Ethan was one of those people that just lit up a room, whether it was with his words or that million dollar smile, or his attitude Liam wasn’t sure but he definitely found it to be contagious.

“Course no’, jus’ anotha day innit?” he laughs lightly as he wipes down the bar before him, eyes glancing up to the stage where he would soon sit atop a barstool, strumming away at his guitar and singing one of his songs he’d written over the years. “Would be lyin’ if I said tha’ tha nerves didn’ get ta me. Bu’ tha moment me guitars in me hands an’ I play tha’ firs’ chord it’s like ‘m tha only person in tha room. Jus’ seems like ‘m back in me own flat practicin’.”

     “Seems like it sometimes. There’s worse out there, you know? People have lost a lot. Whole families and all...”

      So has he, to be fair - his father and brothers are all still unaccounted for, and Theo has yet to make peace with that. The idea that they could still be out there leaves him discontent, too restless to want to stay in a place for too long. 

      Having added company helps though. Finally being around other people longer than just in passing grounds him, lets him think a little more clearly. But once in awhile, guilt creeps in, chasing away anything that might even resemble satisfaction. Wanting company, another human presence, is what he’s called selfish, and it will still feel that way even with Ethan’s reassurance.

    “So what if I fucking did this. Fuck you. Shut up. Fuck.” And he could do it to Ethan’s face. Benjamin kicked a lamp that had been thrown to the floor, along with so many other things. The table was clean with its stuff now laying on the floor. A chair was tipped over. But Benjamin felt slightly better and wasn’t on a destruction and chaos path as much anymore.

    He chuckled, his gaze lowered to the ground. Benjamin had always been impatient for his Christmas presents and birthday presents, and always pretended to like them around his parents. His mom would always go into a fucking fit if he showed any sign of dislike - enough for Benjamin to become violent as he grew older or leave home.

    The Sawyers family had not had the best holidays. Or normal days. Benjamin had been very happy the day Angelina wanted him to move in with her. 

This pick up was far from what Negan had expected. Scorched earth and buildings scattered the ground as well as little grains of supplies charred in the dirt. “Holy shit..” he murmured as he jumped down from the truck and slammed the door. f course, his first thought was supplies, but with that came worry about Ethan as well. “Ethan?” he called, grip tightening down on Lucille’s neck and following up toward the ma he finally caught sight of. He reached forward to tip Ethan’s chin up and took a quick glance down a his body. There was a moment in the beginning when he considered this to be an accident, but the stance Ethan held on that stick and wrapped so tight in bandages spelled something of purpose.  

Colton had been wandering around Ethan’s art room, prying really, but he was curious as to what sort of creations he’d been making since the last time he’d bothered to wander on in. He was deep in thought, checking out a piece with his head tilted to the side when Ethan’s voice startled him back into reality.