warrior

📸: @josiahvandien

     he  rolled  his  eyes  again,  and  he  pulled  away.   he  took  another  sip  of  the  alcohol  and  he  thought  about  the  first  time  he  had  his  powers.    he  was  sixteen.   “   do  you  remember  that  one  time  there  was  a  huge  fight,  and  elizabeth  johnson  ended  up  getting  pushed  by  one  of  those  douchebags  in  the  football  team,  and  she  ended  up  falling  over  the  ledge  of  the  second  floor,  but  then  i  mysteriously  ended  up  being  at  the  right  place  at  the  right  time  to  grab  her.    i  ended  up  using  my  powers  then.   i  ended  up  slowing  things  down,  and  well,  i  saved  her  from  a  broken  back.  ”   he  stated.    “  i  was  shocked  at  what  i  could  do,  and  since  it  was  easy  to  hide  them,  i  was  fine.   it  was  when  i  could  make  things  explode  that  freaked  me  out.  ”

      Long legs pulled up beneath Dane, crisscrossing, his cup already nearly half empty between the palms of his hands. He watched the shadows of leaves dance across the opposite wall of his room, cast from the immense trees several yards away from his window by the sun above. Solomon’s tale made him chuckle. “That makes sense. Everyone talked about you and her for like two weeks after that. Didn’t she invite you to homecoming after that or something?” It was strange, reminiscing on the past in a positive way. Pretty rare for him.

     “I’m still in complete and total control of my faculties!” Dane announced in response - obviously proving the other’s point that he was, indeed, significantly buzzed. Still, he was somehow able to maintain himself, physically, not stumbling or slurring his words in the slightest even for having drank as much as he did. Even his eyes were clear. “Why are you asking? Do you wanna be, too?”

“ all I want is to strip out of these scrubs and sleep for seven days and seven nights, so unless you wanna watch, I’ll see you around, tall, brunette, and buzzed~ ”

“Aw, damn...” Though he pouted, his already rosy cheeks got just a bit more pink at the compliment. He liked that quite a bit. Still, it was clear even in his inebriated state that Shaun didn’t look quite as energetic as usual. Which sucked, seeing as he was just the person he was hoping to hang with. “I’ve just had too much free time. Not like you, I see,” he praised, patting the shorter man’s arm. “Is there anything you want me to get for you at least, bro? Snacks, a massage?”

     “  i  can’t  believe  you  let  your  hair  go  wild  like  that,  ”   he  laughed,  letting  his  fingers  run  through  dane’s  curls.   solomon  chuckled,  taking  one  of  the  mugs  and  taking  a  sip  of  his  drink.   “  buddies,  like  we  could  be  buddies,  ”   he  rolled  his  eyes,  but  in  the  back  of  his  mind,  perhaps  they  would  be,  if  they  let  this––  rivalry  end.   he  gazed  back  at  dane  and  he  grinned.   “   how  about  we  just  be.   you  and  me. ”

     With an audible exclamation of disgust that sounded somewhere between a squeak and a grunt, Dane leaned as far back from Solomon’s reach as he could. As if the other’s hand was contagious or something. “My hair, my business. Whatever. By the way, how the hell did you end up here in the first place? When did you get powers? Did you hide them like I did?”

     this was different.   dane talking to him, approaching the other, and allowing him to come follow him to his room.   perhaps he was really drunk or something.   he didn’t know.   but he didn’t complain.   solomon followed the other, and he didn’t say much.   he had never been in dane’s room before, and it was very brightly lit, homey even.    he smiled, as he sat down, and nodded at the other.   “  yea, i drink,  ”  he chuckled.  he watched the other.   “  wow, how lucky of me,  ”   he laughed.   “  pour me a drink then.  ”

    With an exaggerated huff, the tall, rosy-cheeked young man threw himself onto the other side of this bed, curls flopping and bottles of juice and alcohol tumbling over. Capped, thankfully, until he began working them open to set up two drinks in reusable mugs for them. Him and Solomon. Ugh. “I can’t believe I’m letting you in my room...” he mumbled under his breath, before handing Solomon’s over. “Guess I’m desperate for a drinking buddy. Though I wouldn’t call you a buddy. More like... some guy. Know what I mean?”

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omg he showered&shaved plus put on a tshirt