“Wake up.” She instructed, placing a kiss on their lips, “I’m bored and I need immediate attention.” Sobriety had done nothing for her sleeping trouble, but it had taken all the fun out of being up all night. “I need to be loved right now!” She exclaimed, kissing them again. Normally loved wouldn’t even be a word in her vocabulary, but this baby was doing strange things to her mind. “I’ve already been up puking all morning the least you can do is wake up and fuckin’ hold me.”

“Green doesn’t suit you.” Alvera commented figuratively, eyes not even bothering to look up at him as she flicked through the article on her phone. The photos were definitely incriminating, but not so bad that she wasn’t sure she could talk her way out of this. If she was trying to talk her way out of it, which didn’t seem to be on the agenda at the current moment. She was trying to rile him up, trying to make him angry with her, so that she could reap the rewards of it later. “I’d rather see you in red. Go ahead, get angry. I love it when you try to hurt me. Plus, I’m always here for the hate sex.”

Nick walked through the rather large supermart, adding in various items to his cart. From pizza rolls and beer to the movies he and Bentley had been too lazy to purchase at an earlier date, Nick made sure to stock up on everything they’d need, making sure he had all of Bentley’s favorites. In the time that they’d known each other, this was the longest they’d gone without seeing each other in person --  four days is a really long time, but by the end of the night, Nick was hoping to ask the million dollar question, a label they didn’t need but it would be nice anyway.

After claiming all of his baggage and walking through the busy airport, Nick walked out to one of the many taxis awaiting new customers. He selected one, sliding into the backseat as he recited the address he’d memorized from sending package after package. “Here will be good,” Nick spoke up after being quiet the entirety of the drive, though they were still a few blocks away. He dug around for some cash, muttering, keep the change as he made his way to the sidewalk. Nick slipped his phone out of his back pocket, selecting Kyle’s name, pressing the device to his ear.

nick&kyle

vega looked a little nervous as he stood in front of his boyfriends. “i, uhh... i don’t understand why i’m nervous.” he told them honestly. “i just... wanted to ask you two on a date. a proper date. in public. the three of a us, doing couple things... fuck it’s stupid, sorry.”

“I’m not being kissed and my butt isn’t being touched. You’re here and those things are still facts, what’s wrong with this picture?”

phoenix looked down at the little paper in his hands, running inside his apartment in search of his boyfriends. “k-king! b-bentley! l-look what c-came in t-the mail! t-they want m-my story! t-the one i-i wrote f-for class! t-they want to p-publish it!”