#romanwest

[text]: Just let me suck your dick and be happy. Let me have this.[text]: Only if I get to suck yours after.[text]: More than once.[text]: Deal?

[text]: Sorry I got high and texted you about my sex life[text]: It’s okay, man.[text]: So, like.[text]: This is hypothetical but like what are handcuffs, like. Are they fun do they chafe.

[text]: Sex on a rooftop - trashy or adventurous?[text]: Idk, let’s find out?

[text]: You are the most beautiful girl I have ever known[text]: THANK YOU right back at you Roman you are so beautiful.

[text]: I should have never let you back into my life.[text]: What the fuck was I supposed to do? Lie? You need help.[text]: I’m not sorry. If you hate me for it, fine. Whatever.

[text]: Please don’t do this.[text]: Sorry, Roman.

[text]: You want nothing to do with me, I get it.Seen, 3.12AM[text]: I’m coming over.[text]: I have ice cream. [text]: I’m sorry.

[text]: You’re so selfish.[text]: HAHAHAHA.[text]: You’re a fucking hypocrite. But if that’s true? I guess I’ve been hanging out with you too much.

[text]: You’re a piece of shit human being and an even worse friend.[text]: And you’re not worth staying around for.

[ text ] : i have absolutely no problem with that

[text]: Can you pick me up? I think I’m lost.[text]: Of course, where are you, man?[text]: Stupid question. What’s around you???[text]: Are you okay?

[text]: They told me what happened. I’m sorry.[text]: Fucking CHRIST Roman, not you too.[text]: Look. All of you? Need to stop because I’ll probably do it again so you all need to stop caring about me right now. I’m not down to cause anymore carnage. 

[TEXT]: Can you pick me up? I think I’m lost.

(text): where are you dude?(text): u better not be stoned.

[TEXT]: You’re unbelievable.

(text): she needed to know roman(text): maybe you’ll actually listen to her

 [TEXT]: What is wrong with you? 

(text): im stupid enough 2 care about people who dont care abt themselves

[TEXT]: Did you think I wouldn’t find out?

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

[text]: What the hell did your parents do to you and Gemma?[text]: Are you guys okay? Is there anything I can do to? Help?

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

[text]: I don’t owe you any explanation??? Idk why you keep asking if I’m okay like maybe worry about your own drug problem before harping on me because you think I’m sad or whatever I don’t care what you’ve heard from anybody, you don’t know shit about me.[text]: Fuck off.

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

[text]: Where are you, dude?[text]: Please don’t make me have to tell Gemma, please just text me back so I know you’re okay.

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

01. In an argument

“It’s none of your fucking business, Will. Really. Let’s not pretend this is more than what it is.” Roman motions between the two of them, and yeah, it hurts like a bitch. Their relationship may not have a lot of substance sometimes, but Will cares about Roman in the only way he can, but it’s not enough. Not this time.

“Roman...” Will trails off, and Roman looks down and away. He can’t kick the puppy in front of him when Will’s looking up at him like that, can he?

“Seriously. Just go, leave me alone.”

“No.”

“Why do you care?” Roman’s exasperated and Will can feel it in every world. “Stop pretending. I’m sick of it. I’m sick of you.”

“I love you,” he blurts out, and Roman stops his angry tirade.Will’s surprised and shocked him, which means he has a chance. Roman’s giving him time to prove it, and that’s important.

“No you don’t.” 

09. When reunited with your muse

“Roman?” Will asks, blinking over at him. It’s Roman, right in front of him, but it can’t be. Roman is missing, presumed K.I.A. after the last attack. Will knows. He had to keep Dan from binge drinking and deal with him crying. For hours. He was a mess and Will was numbed over, trying to deal with Andrew and Daniel and Gemma, oh God, especially Gemma. 

“Hey,” he calls back, all cool and casual, and Will breaks the idea of some detached reunion by picking Roman up in a giant bear hug. Will had to be strong and now he doesn’t, and Maybe a tear or two escapes his eyes.

“Fuck dude you were- I thought- We all thought.” Will stops talking, just squeezing Roman until it feels like h’s going to snap in half under the pressure.