#rcgeful

it was always hard for lip to talk himself out of acting impulsively, especially harder for him to get pissed off enough to actually stand up for himself. when seth was spewing his bullshit as they sat beside each other, xbox controllers locked in their grips while they played their fifth match in the game. it killed him inside to lose at a game so many times lip thought he perfected, shooting him death glares every now and then from the corner of his eyes. when seth’s erratic elbow movements inevitably knocked into lip’s rib, he let out a frustrated huff followed by a swift shift of his body, using all of his force to pin seth back on the couch with lips hand wrapped around his throat with a tight squeeze. the smug look on their face only pissed him off more, constricting the muscles in his wrist to tighten his squeeze. he swear he felt and heard a moan escape those pink lips, eyes narrowing as they stared down at him. “I’ve had enough of your shit, seth.” he snarled, laughing internally at the extremely lewd thoughts he’s having right now. “i’ll fuck you up if you don’t stop acting like a prick.” lip mumbled through clenched teeth, enjoying the view despite the rage pumping through him. 

“Give me a second, yeah? Then we can get out of here. I need a drink and to stare at something besides these walls…” He’d been working on the reading for hours and was starting to suspect that the spy had help from outside sources, someone that could keep his wrong doings magically hidden. Either way, his bosses wouldn’t like the news. “Your dad is going to be pissed. I can’t get a read on this guy. Either he has help hiding what he’s doing, or I’m too stressed to do this right now. You ready for that drink?”

jitae nervously wet his lips, swallowing thickly. he’d seen something that he should have never saw -- something he never even thought he would have seen concerning minjae. not even his obscure visions could have warned him about it. “i don’t know what to say. has this always been a thing?” he asked, trying to be careful with his words. he didn’t want to make minjae angry or upset. he was still fond of the other, but this new facet was certainly casing him to question everything he thought he knew about the male. “you’ve either been really fucking good at hiding, or i’m just a huge, oblivion, idiot,” he said, a broken and uneasy chuckle escaping him.

There was no way Yilong was going to pay attention to what he was reading with the guest at his apartment. He still tried, book on his lap and stuck on the same page for the past ten minutes when he heard the other man break the silence. "I’ll be so quiet, I'll never talk again," Newt said and the vampire let out a sigh as he delicately put a bookmark between the pages and closed the book. He set it on the nightstand next to him and sauntered over to the other side of the living room and stood before the human. It made him nervous how soft he was for the other, but not enough to stop seeing him. "No need for the dramatics. You've got my undivided attention now," he promised, his index finger tucking under Newt's chin to force him to look into his eyes. "Besides, you know how much I enjoy it when you're not quiet," he pointed out, mischievous glint in his eye. "You're not mad at me, are you pretty boy?"

“ hey, hey, you dropped this, buddy. ”