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[olliestcne]

CONT ... @dcgtooth​

You shouldn’t be here.

In truth, he might have been right. But the impulse festering within Oliver would never die, even if he leaves it alone. It’ll always be there, a fatal reminder, living inside him. So, he comes, he comes and he stays. He plants himself on the concrete outside Hallen’s home and faces the street. He’s illuminated by only the moon and a streetlamp. One hand reaches up to loosen his tie again, now fully taking it off and letting it hang around his neck. He feels moist, damp. Sweaty. He probably was. It was warm out tonight, that was a given, yet he was sitting here.

“I know.” Oliver says to the air, though he knows Hallen will hear. Every part of him will hear it and it’ll swallow him whole as it always did. Oliver was a beastly thing these days, it seems. It’s as if he’s turned into some hungry monster with a jaw that unhinged, feasting on attention and doubt. “I wanted your attention. I don’t know why. But I did.” He says what he said to his husband, the same sentiment. The truth. It makes his skin crawl, little beads of sweat accumulating just along his neck and hairline. He wipes those areas with a gentle hand. “I told him that. Eli.” Oliver’s voice breaks at the mention of his husband’s name, obviously sensitive in regards to him. He fears things might never be the same. Maybe that was for the better. “He — He doesn’t tell me how he feels. About a lot of things. I guess I just — I just wanted someone to —” Putting it into words was difficult. Mostly because it was shine a light on one of Oliver’s most obscure desires. To be hurt. Does he feel he deserves it? Was it cynical? Even he didn’t know, hence the same that oozes from every word.

“I wanted to be hurt. I like when...people want me. I just want people to like me. I wanted you to like me. I’m sorry, Hallen.”

[livmacm]

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He’s married. So don’t get any ideas. I’m not that kind of guy.

But Liv was that kind of woman. A cheater, a woman with her legs wide open. There was no truth to what Hallen says and Liv could tell. It might as well have popped out to her in bold lettering. The notion makes her uneasy, the idea that her and Hallen alike suffer from the same impulse. To want what they can’t have, to indulge in cynical masochist behavior that neither of them knew how to stifle. 

“Just some guy..” The blonde repeats, echoing Hallen’s own words. Her eyes dart inside her mug of wine, watching as the crimson liquid stills before her. Liv’s brows furrow in thought, wondering if she should approach this lightly or go all in. Did either mechanism even matter? They weren’t good at these things, this situation unfolding before them was proof of that. But Liv loved her brother. She loved him more than she loved most things despite not being able to say it without scrunching her face like she’s just sucked on a lemon. 

Her lips purse then, nodding a tad, “We’re both that kind of person, Hallen,” She admits, an unspoken confession. Perhaps he could put it together himself. “Me especially.” The admission feels like razors to her throat. Liv never enjoyed being vulnerable like this, but now it had to be done. She couldn’t watch her brother grovel and revert into himself anymore. 

For a moment, she thinks she should tell him about Martin. About how he might have killed her husband to be or made him vanish. This was hypocrisy at it’s finest. Liv wanted the truth but she was hiding within the trenches of her own lies. “I slept with all of Luke’s friends. All of them. Some of his coworkers too. I lost count after a while. Most of them...were married. I sometimes went for the wives too..I didn’t care. I hurt him and I just — didn’t care.” Now she does, which was obvious, and that scared her. “I don’t want you to end up like me.”

[dannybdrx]

STARTER FOR: @dcgtooth​ / Kisatchie National Forest, LA

It’s not exactly clear whose idea it was but in the end it doesn’t really matter—Danny’s just glad to be spending the day with Hallen and in a place where he’s bound to lose cell reception, which means work can’t be a distraction anymore, like it has been for the last few days. Work, that’s always been their excuse, on many occasions and it seems like they’re back to the old trend because every time they’d try to do something together in the past week, either Danny or the other man would have to cancel, on account of a work emergency (for Danny it was half-true once so he doesn’t want to think what it was for Hallen). 

The hike gets them far enough from the city and is bound to take up the entire day. The morning of Danny actually feels like he’s looking forward to it, rather than dreading it—he did, for a bit, mostly because something about Hallen felt weirdly off. He never mentioned it, though.

“We could go to Baton Rouge on our way back, walk around, get some food,” Danny suggests as he puts his water bottle in his backpack. “But let’s revisit that idea once we’re back in the car. I get tired way too easily these days.”

[eyesofwater]

“ i missed your scent…” (i logged on here just for this ok)

SECRET RELATIONSHIP | ACCEPTING!

steamy

         his voice made her bones rattle, knees nearly buckling as he caught her. they tangled together in a mess of arms and legs stumbling about her room. home for the holidays at her aunt’s, chiyo was excited for one thing, and one thing only: to see haku. her heart thumped wildly in her chest knocking against her ribs as she held her breath when his lips collided with her own. fervent kisses full of need and longing, each one a whispered i miss you, i love you, you’re back... who would have thought that they’d grow so dependent on each other.

       she ran her fingers through his hair, pressing her forehead against his. glassy eyes filled with water, spilling down her porcelain cheeks. rosy lips spreading into a gentle smile and he caught her lips frantically. chiyo pulls away for a moments breath to admire him, her hand coming to rest on his jaw. her thumb idly strokes his lips as he presses a kiss to the pad of her thumb. 

                                              i missed your scent, he murmurs.

       chiyo nods slowly, closing the space between them. she litters kisses against his jaw, his neck, the base of his neck... whispering into the juncture where his neck and shoulders meet. “i’m here, all yours-- all yours, going nowhere. have me, i missed you so much.”

[pinehavenhq]

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[dannybdrx]

CONT. / @dcgtooth​

“Yeah, I know,” Danny says quietly. He knows, he could go as far as saying he understands. That doesn’t change the fact that it still hurt; he didn’t understand when it happened, he didn’t know that the reason for Hallen leaving like that was his own issues he needed to sort out; back then Danny felt like it was all him, like he was being too much and not enough at the same time. like wanting to get engaged and get married was too much, like him not being able to help Hallen through everything that was weighing on him was not enough. By now, Danny has shifted the blame and tries not to feel angry about everything that had happened. What he feels is disappointment, with both of them.

“We really fucked up,” he says, staring back at the other man. So much for leaving the heavy conversation they ought to have for later. He puts his hand on the side of Hallen’s face, thumb gentle against his cheek, as if could soften Danny’s words. “With the way we did things, we really messed up.” It was alright in the beginning, sure; first few weeks or even months didn’t seem so horrible but the moment missed calls and excuses started piling up, everything started going downhill and instead of Danny doing something about it, he just let it fall apart in front of his very eyes, too stubborn to admit that things were bad. Right now, all he wants is to go back in time, grab past him by the shoulders and shake him, repeatedly asking what are you doing? He can’t do that. It happened. It’s done. Danny can only try to pick up the pieces now, as long as Hallen’s willing to help him out. And Danny now realizes that he can’t even tell if the other wants to.

The thought makes him panic and realize that Hallen was right to not want to talk about this tonight—Danny probably isn’t ready for all the answers to the questions he wants to ask. So before he accidentally forgets to bite his tongue and say something he shouldn’t again, he closes the gap between them, his lips pressed against Hallen’s. It feels like all the I miss you’s packed into a single kiss, though he tries not to think about it.

Danny shifts to lie on his back and pulls Hallen on top of him; he can do this, he remembers how to do this. It’s familiar, the way his body feels under Danny’s fingers so he touches him and kisses him like he wasn’t worried that this could be the last time just a moment ago. They pull away, just far enough for Danny to sweep the other’s entire face with his eyes. He combs Hallen’s hair back with his fingers and then lets them trail across his forehead, around his eyes, his mouth, tracing the creases in his skin. “You look like you’ve aged at least ten years since the last time I saw you,” Danny says, a corner of his mouth curled up a little, his voice just slightly teasing.