#socthinghq

"I, I wanna get inside, see what's on your mind." Jason smirked, "Do you think about me? I mean, you're always so goddamn cool 'round me. Do I even cross your mind?"

He didn't tend to put himself out there that much, and even when he did he wouldn't let anyone in. He was a bit closed off, not wanting to let down his guard, but things had been going well so far with Angel and he wanted to give that a shot. He smiled over at the other and nodded. "I've been playing since I was five. I don't do much of it these days, but it tends to help me de-stress after a tough day at work."

"Come on." Frank groaned, shaking at Logan's shoulder with a sigh. His ribs were still hurt, yes, very much so, but— "It will be fun. It's just swimming. Isn't swimming like, good for people who are injured? Low impact shit. I read that somewhere." He wasn't sure that was true, no, but it seemed true enough. "You, me, lake, fun, me leaving the house, no more tv, look at all the great things involved and us going to the quarry." Frank wasn't sure when he had had the idea, no, only that once he did, he couldn't shake it off. "What if I say please? Will you go if I say please?"

the night had finally arrived – it tooks months of planning and dedication but he knew it’d be worth it once the question was popped. the set-up took his breathe away and that was saying something. lights surrounded the wooded area, they hung from trees, bushes, and whatever else was resourceful out here. the other loved the outdoors, so he knew asking the question in a place like this was perfect. the day wasn’t anything of significance, it was a random sunday afternoon. a day he hoped they’d never forget. once the final touches were added, he glanced at the clock and knew it was time to pick them up. He rushed to his vehicle and sent them a short text letting him know he was on the way and already alex's heart was racing, blood was pumping, and hands were covered in sweat.

he’s lost count at this point with the amount of times they’ve watched this film, it sort of turned into a tradition down the line, but his mind seemed to be floating elsewhere. fingers were tracing several figures in the other’s back, something he always did whenever they were in this close of space. his lips dared to press against their neck, preferring to turn this into a make-out session instead of viewing the same scenes he had seen a thousand times. “don’t you ever get tired of this movie?” he asked, knowing the obvious desired closeness weas clouding his judgment at the moment.

“because  you  haven’t  proved  me  wrong  yet.”  yujun  replies  dryly,  exhaling  a  sigh  as  he  turns  around  to  find  the  man  already  making  himself  at  home.  how  typical.  he  raises  an  eyebrow  at  the  new  revelation,  his  gaze  sweeping  over  avin’s  distressed  expression,  noting  the  way  it  deepens  with  unspoken  worries.  clasping  his  hands  together  over  his  desk,  he  asks,  almost  too  matter-of-factly.  “have  you  copyrighted  them?”