harteofbenji

[harteofbenji]

mswillicms‌:

     she looked at him with sad eyes, not able to stop herself from thinking how weird it felt to stand here with him and feel like she was looking at a stranger – benji, her first love, her first heartbreak. he was not supposed to feel like a stranger. “oh i love it here.” she said with a rehearsed grin that quickly vanished as he abruptly stopped the small talk. the blonde suddenly remembered how much she liked that about benji. it was impossible to be fake around him, she couldn’t really be the rehearsed and polished facade of herself that she had so effortlessly slipped into since he left the restaurant after that awful dinner with her parents. she smiled shyly at him. “yeah, i know you hate it. i’m sorry.” the young girl said. “so… what do you want to talk about, then ? how are your dads ?”

benjamin finally looks at charlie, rolling shoulders for a moment. there is a long pause, just looking over her face with a frown growing deeper on his countenance. he shifts weight, kicking sole of shoe into the paved ground, tongue rolling of his lips.  “i don’t really want to talk to you about them. not after everything.” he spoke rather bluntly, head shaking. a flare of anger bubbled in his chest. “look, charlie, i can’t do this. i’m over you so don’t get the wrong idea but this kind of is fucking ridiculous. suddenly now you want to talk to me? what about all those years ago?”

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alexmooneyhq‌:

Alexander looked over at Benji and nodded slowly. He wasn’t nervous or anything, he just thought it was weird that Benji would ask something like that, especially when he thought that the other had feelings for someone else, but he wasn’t going to bring that up now. “I mean, yes… Unless you don’t actually want to make out and you were just asking because you were kidding, because if that’s the case, then I guess my answer is no… But making out would be nice, I mean, we’ve been studying for a while now so we can do something different.” Alexander rambled, looking over at Benji.

oh to the hell with it. he was messed up on an emotional stand point, and all he wanted was to get his mind off things. maybe benji didn’t always make the best choices, especially right now. but he can’t think about the consequences right now, he’d only decide to not do it. so without overthinking does he lean forward, palm resting against alexander’s neck to tug him forward when lips connect with his in a kiss.

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libbymxrley‌:

“And your dads know that they’ll always be my actual favorites, so hush,” she poked her tongue out at him playfully as she settled back down on the bed, ripping open a pair of chopsticks, “No one could ever replace Danny and Michael.” She remained silent for a moment even after he teased her, concentrating on balancing takeout containers in her lap, but had no sooner swallowed her first bite then glanced back up with a grin, “Well, good! You’d think you’d know your best friend’s favorite things all on your own.” 

As she dug into her orange chicken, she thought again about how much she enjoyed the familiarity of Benji’s presence around her. Nights like these seemed to both go on forever and end far too soon, and she just wanted to soak it all up, bask in his attention for a little while… enjoy his company while she had it.

“do they because now you’re saying my extended family is. it’s very confusing~” teases fell from him, laughter echoing soon after. he shifts in his seat, cracking open his chopsticks. he looks up to libby with a kind smile, happiness bubbling in his chest. “thanks for accepting me and my family.” words came suddenly but they are always at the tip of his tongue. growing up was hard, people weren’t so kind like libby, or charlie  ...  benji swallows thickly before looking back down and opening his containers. “of course, duh!”

there is a silence filling the room, chopsticks pushing around his food for a moment before head lifts to look over to libby. “i saw charlie the other day.” benji admits with a shrug of shoulders, stuffing face full of rice.

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wildrosebaker‌:

WILDROSE:Pfft love ? Who is she ? A scam made up to sell flowers and greeting cards ?!?

WILDROSE:But yeah you’re a good kid that deserves all the support in the world

WILDROSE:idc that you’re only a year younger than me you are still a kid and my son fight me

HARTEFELT: love is a many splendor, wonderful thing!!! HARTEFELT: u are making me soft rose :( HARTEFELT: i could never

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BENJI’S ARTWORK: A SMALL COLLECTION.

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wildrosebaker‌:

WILDROSE:I say this in the nicest way possible but fuck you

WILDROSE:I’m trying to be a supportive muvther here lad

WILDROSE:Everybody’s a fool sometimes who the fuck cares

WILDROSE:But when u r ur an endearing fool

HARTEFELT: love you too rose HARTEFELT: thank u for supporting me  HARTEFELT: ^^

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libbymxrley‌:

Libby passed him one of the cakes and shifted closer again, curling up beside him so she could rest her head on his shoulder, “Okay, your dad’s extended family are my new favorites.” American junk food was a good bribe, but in all honesty, no one could replace Benji’s dads in her heart. Danny and Michael had become almost like a second set of parents to her—her mother and father even jokingly called their home her ‘other house’, with how much time she’d spent there over the years. 

Some time later, there came a knock on the door, and she paused the movie once more before climbing to her feet to answer it. She returned with a wide grin and two bags stuffed full of food, setting them down on her desk to begin sorting out whose was whose. “Here’s yours, Benji. Teriyaki chicken with white rice… Oh, and the crab rangoon,” she stacked his takeout boxes in her hands and brought them over to the bed, returning for her own and the lo mein noodles for them to share, “Have I ever mentioned how much I love food?”

benji murmurs his thank you to libby has he took his cake, tearing open the packaging. he hums softly to the opening song of the movie, gaze flickering back and forth between the cake and the screen as he work the strawberry shortcake from it’s wrapper to take his first bite. laughter echoes from benji at libby’s words, head shaking some. “i think my dad would be offended with such words coming from you. and you know how much they both dote on you.” benji replies with another laugh, happy sigh spilling as he gets comfortable as he finished the cake.

whine leaves lips knowing libby has to go get the food and once again when she gets up and leaves. the male moves to sit up right in the bed once again because somehow they ended up slipping further and further down the mattress until the laptop had been laying in their laps and they were practically laying down. once he cleared the laptop to balance on the desk and created more space on the bed for them to eat does he accept his food, grin offered in her direction. “you tell me this every time we eat so it’s pretty much drilled in my head, libs.” benji teases.

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alexmooneyhq‌:

Alexander had been studying for Benji for the last hour and it was going alright. They didn’t talk much, which made things easier, but Alexander looked up at Benji when he closed the books, raising an eyebrow at the other as he made his way to the bed. “Alright…” He said, as he also closed his book and stood up from his chair, making his way to the bed and sitting next to Benji. What he asked next, made Alexander blush. “I mean… Sure! I’m down to make out.” He said with a nod.

there is a drop off, silence filling the space as he takes a moment to think. fingertips brush against his jaw with a sigh, uncertain about everything. tangled webs and emotions. a distraction desperately needed but when has benjamin harte ever chose “making out” as a good distraction point (maybe when he could barely tell apart the feelings creeping up on him the more he had to see and hear about libby and fitz is when). tongue swipes over lips as he turns to face alexander, eyes of brown locked on the other male. sudden nervousness showing on his face but he can’t help but to laugh, leaning forward to poke alexander’s cheek. benji scoots closer, pressing palms into the mattress as he looks at alex for another heartbeat. “are you sure?”

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alxmrgn‌:

“100%. well – i won’t lie, it would also be very entertaining for me to see you do something like spray-paint the athletes’ locker rooms for the first time. we’ll put that on our bucket list for one day.” he mused, already thinking about how fun it would be to take benji out with him a couple of nights, see what sort of trouble they could get into together. “maybe not on your own, benji boy, but hang around me long enough and you might see that it gets easier.”

benjamin shakes his head as lopsided grin breaks out of his features, eyes sparkling with merriment. “i knew there was some form of ulterior motives. you just want me to sink to your level.” benji replies with a loud chuckle, head shaking. sigh is breathed once he has managed to stop laughing, smile still plastered on his visage. “i already think i hang around you too much though, alex.” benji teases.

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libbymxrley‌:

Libby couldn’t deny that he was right — they ordered the same exact thing, every time, no matter what, but she could never resist the banter between them. “Honestly, I was just hoping you’d finally seen the light and realized orange chicken with fried rice is, hands down, the best,” she countered with a wide grin, finally turning back to her phone screen as she joked, “Orrrrr I can order a side of noodles, anyway, and have them all to myself! That sounds better to me.” 

Once she’d pulled up the number from a place nearby, she placed the order quickly, making sure to add on the side of lo mein noodles and two sides of crab rangoon for them to share. “Okay, they said it’ll be twenty-five minutes,” she said as she hung up, setting her phone down on her little bedside table before reaching for the strawberry shortcakes he had passed to her earlier. You know, just to tide her over. “Do you want one?”

perhaps benji was slightly against change. as crazy as that must seem to people, maybe even libby included, benjamin harte is not a fan of change in things that are routine. consistency his favorite thing. and maybe benji should be more open to change to small things like what he ordered from chinese places or from any place in general but it’s something about the small changes that make him anxious. even when they’re good. 

after libby has ordered their food does he settle back into place beside her, nodding happily to her. “oh, yes please. for later i even brought combos? my dad’s extended family mailed in this huge box of american shit.” benji responds as he holds out his hand and presses the space button to resume the movie. 

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* 🌻  @alexmooneyhq.

there is a pause in train of thought as he looks at alex, teeth raking over lips before tongue slides across them. “should we just take a break from studying? my head hurts anyway.” benji finally says as he already begins closing his books and pushing them off to the side. hands run through brown strands to push them out of his eyes, falling back against the mattress. there is a moment of silence, heart beating rapidly in his chest before benji lifts up on elbows. “want to make out?”

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itsfitzffs‌:

   “so when’s the next bodley party? cause I can’t wait until halloween…”

@bmhqstarters

“what exactly do you need a party for?” perhaps tone displays his bitterness too much though benji never was good about concealing how he really felt.

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libbymxrley‌:

Libby let out what could only be described as a squeal, delighted, as she felt Benji’s teeth press into her skin, dissolving into even more brilliant laughter and squirming away the moment he let go. Rocking back into the pillows, she looked at him, her cheeks pink and aching, happiness written in the way her grin died down into a small, fond smile, and tried not to think about how her heart felt like it would burst through her chest at any second. 

They had these moments sometimes, the quiet between the laughter, warm and weighty and private as if they were in their own little world, as if they were suddenly on the edge of something bigger than either of them knew, one simple word or action away from falling together, if she could only just figure out which one, and all that mattered was Benji Benji Benji. It was as if, for just one blissful moment, she was the only girl he could see, the most important in his universe… But it couldn’t last. It never did. 

With a smile edging on rueful, she stretched one leg out across the bed, this time poking his thigh with her big toe, “Okay, Big Ben. What do you want to eat?”

there is a delayed response to anything libby is doing because benjamin finds himself lost in watching her. fascinated in libby like the way astrologers admired the night sky and all the stars that glimmer. there is a moment where heart full on stopped for a half second and he wonders if he imagined it or if it was real. libby's pinkened cheeks, her smile that causes the tiniest of dimples indenting along cheeks. it positively sends him for a loop. tongue swipes over dried lips, big smile plastered on his face. he's never met another girl quite like elizabeth morley, his libby and he wonders if his feelings have surpassed friendship or if he's confusing it. and for a moment benji can't help but to wonder if she's questioning rather they should be friends or something more too. it's almost humorous to think as benjamin harte thinks this, he knows without a shadow of a doubt he'd never admit it to libby too. he'd rather still question it to himself then ruin their wonderful friendship.

"you ask this question as if i have ever ordered anything else from any chinese place ever. teriyaki chicken, white rice, and crab rangoons! gosh, libby! and you call yourself my best friend. tsk, tsk." benji replies with a laugh bubbling free, eyes glittering with his joy. "though i could also be convinced to get a side of lo mien noodles only if you convince me though." he adds on with a shake of his head, jabbing her ankle with finger.

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sabinamarqx‌:

green hues glanced from the flimsy handshake to the boy, as she fought the smirk that almost appeared on her lips. instead, she wore the warm, friendly smile that she had practiced to near perfection since she was a little girl. it was as fake as half the girls’ designer purses at this school, but it always worked without fail. his nervous, timid demeanor only amused her and made her feel more excited for what’s to come. she didn’t quite have a plan yet, but she knew she would figure something out soon enough. sabina lived for this kind of stuff - toying with the weaker population until she got what she wanted, or grew bored. did that make her a horrible person? sure. but she never claimed to be a good one either. clearing the space beside her of books and her chanel purse, she patted the leather couch, instructing him, “come, sit down.” looking up at him, she explained, “you’re probably wondering why i asked to see you. i’ve been trying to spend some time with the newer students, you know, make them feel more welcomed at bodley. i know how hard adjusting can be. i hope you don’t mind?” turning her body to face him, she rested her chin in her hand, as she asked, “so, how are you liking bodley? i’m sure it must be nice having some girls around for a change.”

benjamin could feel his throat drying up the longer he stood there in front of sabina, almost wishing someone would kick him in the ass to get him going so he didn’t look like an utter goddamn fool but he knows that ship has sailed. great, the amazing and wondrous sabina marqx thinks--no, knows he’s a fool. is this what you wanted, god? benji cannot help but to think, thoughts spiraling as he looks at her with what hopes to be a bright smile being offered instead of some hideous expression of awe mixed with the anxiety rushing through his veins. the words process slowly but without realizing does his body at least go into motion so he doesn’t look even more ridiculous than benji already does. he stumbles a bit on his way to sit down beside sabina, eyes on her. benji feeds into this, head nodding to her words and hanging on every syllable spoken. smile grows bigger as he leans slightly forward, “it’s been nice. it’s nice to be around my best friend too. do you know her? libby morley?” he asks with brows raised, “but thank you for talking to me! adjusting is a little rough but i think i’m doing well.”

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mswillicms‌:

     “it has.” she conceded. it had been a tough week for the young girl – she was dealing with the project, hayden’s jealousy over her partner for the project, hayden’s project, and her own schoolwork, plus her afterschool work and a social life. charlie was exhausted, sad, and overwhelmed. but she was good at keeping up the facade. it was surprising how a well put together exterior and a smile could distract from all the turmoil right behind her eyes. “uh… how are you ?” the blonde asked, noticing he was nervous. she knew that gesture, that face, that boy. like the back of her hand. “is school okay ?” she asked, trying to lighten up the moment. 

benji lets out a sigh as he glances around the area before gaze settles back on charlie, frown starting to curl on lips. it’s not that he meant to let his obvious distress show around her, it was more of he couldn’t be bothered to hide it. “um, meh? what about you?” benjamin replies with head tilting to each side, hating how their friendship, their relationship has dissolved to awkward small talk. after it being so long it’s hard to communicate with charlie. benji rubs under his nose momentarily, “yeah, i---can we not do this right now? i’m not in the mood for small talk.” i hate small talk, don’t you remember?

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libbymxrley‌:

“Oh, well, in that case, your logic is absolutely and completely sound,” she said, very seriously, batting her eyelashes at him in mock innocence. It was nearly impossible for her to hold a straight face around Benji, though, and within seconds, she burst into a fit of giggles, more than pleased with her own joke. 

Only after they died down did she reach for her phone, quickly googling nearby Chinese restaurants in the hopes that one of them delivered. “Um…” She trailed off as she scrolled through the results, pulling her eyes away after a moment in favor of meeting his, “Yeah, please. We probably should have paused it earlier since someone won’t shut up.” She poked his cheek teasingly, well aware of the fact that she’d been just as much the culprit as him. When they were together, they tended to have some trouble stopping once they’d started, something that had gotten them into trouble on more than one occasion as children.

“you know, i definitely don’t like the tone your having with me, miss elizabeth amalia morley.” benji replies in a mock tone of authority, brows raised at her as if he genuinely  cannot believe she’d ever get an attitude like that. though in all reality, libby was often the person to knock him down and back into place. eyes are locked with hers, lips pressed into a straight line to hold back his laughter but the minute she breaks so does benji. he leans against her as he lets out loud laughs, ones that shake shoulders and cause dimples to form in cheeks and crinkles at corners of eyes.

it takes benji a moment or two to calm down, shifting up in his spot to sit up correctly. he leans forward to tap the space bar to pause the movie, eyes rolling playfully at libby’s words. “oh yeah, it’s all my fault, libs.” benji responds in the same teasing tone, head turning fast to gently bite down on her finger with a lopsided smile breaking out once again.