#nepoboyfriend;ic

[moonphascs]

@nepoboyfriend liked this// adam & luanne

"i leave for like, three weeks next week." there's a small pout on her face as she moves in closer to the other, the small space between them now non existent. she hates admitting how sweet she is on the boy, hates admitting that she might miss him more than she wants to realize. "you're staying the night tonight, right? we won't be able to have these little sleepovers for a while." two musicians dating meant they spent a little bit of time apart, more than she likes. "if not, i'm sure i can fill this space pretty quickly."

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❛ 03 . a kiss after a long time apart . also for adam uwu

kiss memes

there was nothing like coming home from tour. or so she thought, until she started coming back to adam. now, there was nothing like coming back to him. she had been gone for two weeks, and he had been so busy before she left, it was like she hadn't seen him in months. as soon as she's in the door, she's dropping her things, sending herself running towards him. she had really missed him. her arms and legs wrap around him as she jumps into his arms, kissing him hard for a few moments. "hey, handsome," she grins, adjusting in his arms. "did ya miss me?"

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[rcjoice]

sender kisses receiver to fluster them. from adam

kiss prompts

"i am not easy." he says it with a huff of breath and a glance anywhere but him. that was the most common thing he got thrown at him. that he was easy, that he couldn't stop himself from falling head over heels when adam gave him attention. "and even if I am, isn't that what good for you?" his arms are crossed over his chest, rolling his eyes. he's about to argue more when he sees that look in adam's eyes, one that never meant anything good. he can't say anything else before adam is pinning his arms at his side, kissing ashton hard and deep, making the blond's eyes flutter shut. "i--" he starts, face red as the other pulls away. it was a kiss that had taken all his breath away, tongue and teeth forward. "you're such an asshole sometimes."

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[rcjoice]

"don't frown, you're too pretty for that." he says it quickly, hand cupping his face easily and tenderly. he hates seeing any look of discontent cross adam's soft features. he hates anything that made him not smile. maybe he was more invested than he let on. "and i'm part of your everything?" his heart skips a beat or two, looking up at adam with shy demeanor through thick lashes. adam sure knew how to sweet talk a guy, didn't he?

he can have both - why can't he have both? the thought, even the suggestion of the thought makes adam frown, confused. maybe he's naive in a sense. things are good, why can't they stay good? (narrator: well, adam. things historically have a way of going wrong with you -) he leans into ashton, feigning a look of dimwitted ignorance. "babe, i got like, everything i want right now. i don't need - i don't want anything else." except maybe a grammy. he'd like one of those.

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❛ 02 . a kiss for the first time . for adam uwu

kiss meme

she doesn't usually do this. she doesn't usually stay the night. she doesn't usually stay in the morning once she wakes, rolling closer to the other person in bed with her. she doesn't rest her head on chests and listens to sleepy heartbeats. but something about adam touches a soft place in her chest. touches a place in her chest that yearns for closeness, a place she had thought she had tucked away behind her sternum to never see the light of day. but here she was, basking in afterglow of a good night with him. here she is, laying in this soft intimate air with him. damn it.

"good morning, handsome," she whispers as he wakes up, shifting to be almost on top of him now. she leans down, plants a soft kiss on her lips. sure, they had kissed last night, they had done plenty last night, but this was different. this was a kiss laced with soft familiarity and comfort. this was a real first kiss. not a hungry gnashing of teeth and tongue that had taken over their night last night. this is the first time she feels like she's really kissing him.

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[rcjoice]

sender kisses receiver to show off for someone else. A3 verse

kiss memes!!

they're all at ashton's place, a not so rare occurrence nowadays; they always seemed to end up together, one way or another. they're watching something stupid in the background as they sit around and fuck around. something about being with the two of them makes his chest feel like it's full of buzzing bees bustling around his beating heart. it almost makes him sick, in a good way, though.

he doesn't know what leads to it, what adam does or what alice thinks, but she's straddling his lap before he even registers she's moving towards him. he's looking up at her, beautiful and soft and something fierce behind those eyes. "hey, princess." the word slips off his tongue before he can stop himself. she gives him a smile, that smile, before she's giving adam a look out of the corner of her eye. oh, so this was for him, wasn't it? but the second her mouth is on him, he doesn't think about it, hands finding her hair and hip. alice wants to put on a show, they'll put one on.

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[moonphascs]

"you'll give me a heart attack one day." from adam, for luanne

garden of earthly bodies meme

smirk spreads across delicate features, a look of pure devilish sin. all she had done was sneak up behind him, jumped on his back when he wasn't expecting it. really, it was more dangerous for her than it was for him. "old man. good thing i know cpr. i wouldn't let you die on me." is that a threat or a promise? it's untelling with luanne. "besides, you love the way i make your heart pound. you're one of 'em little adrenaline junkies, ain't ya?"

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[rcjoice]

✉ and once again for adam

fives time my muse didn't text yours and the one time they did

{ sms; asshole <3 } have u ever thought abt shutting up for 5 seconds ? (drafted) { sms; asshole <3 } sometimes , u make me wanna bash my own teeth in (drafted) { sms; asshole <3 } ur annoying n i hate u (drafted) { sms; asshole <3 } i think i'm kind of in love w you (drafted) { sms; asshole <3 } dont leave me . i'll miss u too much (drafted) { sms; asshole <3 } getting cigs from the corner store in case u wake up while i'm gone , text me if u need anything

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[rcjoice]

"yeah, maybe fire and gasoline can hang out." from @nepoboyfriend

random sentence starters

he scoffs. "am i the fire or the gasoline? that's gonna change if i'm offended or not." eyes roll. arms crossed over chest. "everyone loves a bonfire, adam."

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[rcjoice]

"oh, so fucking charming." he gives him a smirk in return, leaning down to press a kiss to adam's head. it's soft for this moment, maybe too soft, but ashton got like this with adam. he stays in his nude state as he watches the other get up, eyes scanning his body. "god, you're so hot, it's stupid." he leans into him more.

his hand comes over to cup his face as he rests on him, looking down at him with adoration in his eyes. "sounds like a threat." he laughs softly, thumb stroking across his cheek. he thinks he might could fall in love with adam sometimes. wouldn't that be nice? "it's why we get along so well. we're both idiots."

"i'm incredibly charming; glad you're paying attention." that smile of his turns smug quickly. he's too cocky as it is, ashton is only fueling the flames. it's addictive, that kind of praise, especially from him. adam sits upright now, slipping into a pair of boxers before leaning over again. he presses a kiss to ashton's shoulder, wraps an arm around him.

it's comfortable like this, effortless. adam likes that - so much of his life is made up of indecision. there's none of that here, just instinct. he hums softly to himself, propping his chin on ashton's shoulder. "hm. a good thing -- i'm not done with you yet." he has trouble thinking about forever in most cases, but at the present moment, this feels good. "look at us; a couple of fuckin' dumbasses."

[rcjoice]

his hand comes down to run gentle fingers through adam's hair. he can't help himself, face and eyes soft with affection as he looks down at him. "you don't know that." no one stays forever, ashton was convinced of that. but adam's so sure, so positive he can have both. ashton can't break his heart, but maybe adam will break his. "you better mean that. i kinda like you."

ashton knows how to feed his ego. no wonder adam likes him so much. he sits up properly now, shifting over to rest his chin against ashton's knee like a loyal dog. "i'm not going anywhere," adam shakes his head, "i can have dreams and aspirations and everything else. i don't have to choose."

[rcjoice]

the swat makes him roll his eyes, giving adam a lighter kick this time. "you most definitely could not have. i know you, you're a giver." he says it with a smirk, giving adam a quick wink. "you know what i meant." he means to him, to this, to them. "people leave all the time. especially people with dreams and aspirations and shit. and i'm used to being on the other side."

adam winces, yelps. he bats ashton's knee in retaliation. "could have given you a mediocre dicking before i left, ever thought about that?" he's recovered now, back to the regularly scheduled shit-eating grin. "course i'm coming back. i live here." he like brooklyn way too much to ever think about leaving for good. "you really think i'd take off just like that?"

[rcjoice]

"stupid is cute on you, i think. gives you a charm." he's grinning as he looks at adam, takes in his profile. it's moments like this, soft and intimate, that he truly admires adam. it's moments like this where he takes in the shape of his face, the softness of his smile, the warmth of that radiates off his skin, and really, truly appreciates it. he thinks in moments like this, he could fall in love. he quickly pushes that thought out. this was casual, it was fun. none of them had put a label on anything. he tries to not think of it, tries to focus on the soft hand on his thigh that makes him shudder, and on the way adam feels. that's what matters now.

"what can i say? can't get rid of me that easy." that smile makes ashton stomach flutter with butterflies, makes him grin even wider. he feels like his face is going so split into two. his arm wraps itself around adam as he settles into his chest. "just pins. not that cool." he laughs a little bit. "for something stupid, too. stupid dare that went too far." he'd never forgive gavin for that.

ashton is unexpectedly tender at times, he wouldn't have guessed it before. it's a distinct contrast to alice's unwavering sharpness. not better or worse in any way; if anything, it balances things between the three of them. things aren't aren't quite defined yet, but they have that at least. adam drums his free hand against ashton's thigh over the sheet. "maybe. or just real stupid, that's what it was." still is, sometimes.

"yeah, you've got a streak of luck, i bet." it's a little suggestive, flirty. his eyes are on the ceiling, not looking at ashton, but he's still grinning. he stretches out, lays his head back on ashton's chest, comfortable in this state. "that's kinda hardcore, man. literally made of fucking metal."

[moonphascs]

"don't say that, i'll keep you here till kingdom come," she teases, her hand coming up to cup his cheek. she's soft with him, easy with him, she's a girl she isn't with anyone else. something about being around adam was.. relaxing. the fingers in her hair have her ears going red, something so intimate about the touch. maybe she likes him. maybe she thinks he's more than a cute guy to play around with. but she won't say it out loud. not yet. she'd been burned too many times before. "hm.." she hums, the tug making her giggle. "maybe a little. you are the best kisser around."

needless to say, adam is completely enamoured. it's hard not to be with luanne. he feels like a teenage boy again, asking the prettiest girl in class to prom. at the present moment, he's twirling a lock of her hair around his finger and smiling wide. "i ain't going anywhere. i'll stay as long as you want me to." he's comfortable saying this much already -- it's been so painfully obvious so far -- he likes her. a big, stupid 'do you like-like her' crush. "i don't believe that. i think you'd miss me." his fingers tug at the strand lightly, teasing.

[rcjoice]

the frown that settles on his face is immediate, kicking adam from where he's sitting up against the couch. "you can't just come give me an epic dicking and then drop that you're leaving." that was unfair on several levels. "right, like she needs anyone to take care of her." he rolls his eyes a little. alice would sooner die than admit she needed anyone to take care of her. "you'll come back, though, right?"

@rcjoice: "wait, you’re leaving already?"

"we fly out west next week. then we get a bus for the rest of it." adam's lying on the floor of ashton's apartment, rhythmically tapping his fingers against his chest to a song that's only playing in his head. he gets antsy in between shows. "do me a favor - take care of my girl while i'm gone. make sure she doesn't decapitate anyone."

[rcjoice]

his arm is draped lazily over adam's middle, laying on his belly as he smokes slowly. he's naked save for the blanket thrown across his hips, comfortable in his bareness with adam. he's taking in every inch of the other man, fingers soft as they trail over his skin and eyes softer as he looks him over. he wants to memorize every inch of his skin, he wants to know every piece of him. his fingers are soft on the raised skin of the scar, eyes glancing up to look him in the face as he speaks. "little daredevil, huh?" he teases softly, fingers finding the other scars on his body. he wishes they weren't in such an awkward position, he'd love to kiss all of them. maybe one day he will, even if that's not very casual of him. were they casual still? he should ask sometime.

his fingers tap right beside his into the teeth marks, ashton letting out a chuckle of amusement at his story. "she's something else." it still sometimes was weird for him to talk about alice with adam, when things were the way they were. "i've got pins put in," he starts, tapping his left ankle, "because i jumped off a three story roof while i was drunk. they said that i was lucky i only broke my ankles. and that only one of 'em needed pins." it felt tit for tat.

@rcjoice: "how did you get this scar?"

it's far too late in the day to be lying around in bed like they are. they're having their casual (required) post-fuck smoke. ashton traces over a crooked raised mark running down adam's forearm like a lightning bolt. "skating accident. most of these are." he lifts his leg, pointing to a similar scar above his knee. "that one too, same day. i was like, fifteen. that was before i started wearing kneepads."

he doesn't ask about ashton's scars. most of them seem unnoticeable under the ink, but regardless, it feels like prying in a way he doesn't like. "this one's from when allie bit me too hard, but i think it's kinda cool." a finger taps a jagged row of teeth marks on his left shoulder.