#oakes fegley

[demadogs]

More than anything I was relieved that in my unfamiliar babbling-and-wanting-to-talk state I'd stopped myself from blurting the thing I'd never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying out loud to him in the street - which was, of course, I love you.

[downsid3up]

[bylrndgm]

THE GOLDFINCH (2019)

More than anything I was relieved that in my unfamiliar babbling-and-wanting-to-talk state I'd stopped myself from blurting the thing I'd never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying out loud to him in the street - which was, of course, I love you.

[clairedaring]

THE GOLDFINCH (2019) dir. John Crowley 

[blacknwhitebutterfly]

welcome back the four people from 2022 the goldfinch tiktok!!!!!! bro i used to edit so much of tgf.. i loveeee my doomed queer couples! pls come back the goldfinch 😞

[handcreamjam]

still haven't gotten over the goldfinch

[theartofperishingslowly]

Just rewatched the goldfinch, so I wanted to say this once again.

I love you, boris pavlikovsky. You are THE cunt.

[limeskye]

[thatlosertheo]

“Sometimes we want what we want even if we know it’s going to kill us”

“To understand the world at all, sometimes you could only focus on a tiny bit of it, look very hard at what was close to hand and make it stand in for the whole;”

“When you feel homesick,’ he said, ‘just look up. Because the moon is the same wherever you go.”

“We looked at each other. And it occurred to me that despite his faults, which were numerous and spectacular, the reason I’d liked Boris and felt happy around him from almost the moment I’d met him was that he was never afraid. You didn’t meet many people who moved freely through the world with such a vigorous contempt for it and at the same time such oddball and unthwartable faith in what, in childhood, he had liked to call “the Planet of Earth.”

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[thedarkmatterbox]

JASON: But now I’m not there.

DARK MATTER 1.04 The Corridor

[rottingbricks]

3000+ Word Rant On Why Boris and Theo Are Endgame and Had a Romantic Connection ✯

Forever and always will believe Theo and Boris are soulmates and they got married and lived their life together. (Maybe that's too much. Let me just explain why they have a very deep relationship)

Where do I start? So for one Boris was Theo's first kiss and sexual partner. They had a deep connection, felt safe with one another, and were practically inseparable. It's explained that Boris basically lived with Theo and was hardly ever at his own house. They also looked out for each other, Theo cleaned Boris' wounds after being beaten by his father and Boris comforted Theo on the loss of his mother —Here's a quote from the book; "And I suppose if either of us had lived in an even halfway normal household, with curfews and chores and adult supervision, we wouldn't have become quite so inseparable, so fast, but almost from that day we were together all the time.” (Tartt, chapter 5, section 12)

WHY THEO LIKES BORIS (YOUNGER) Everything is great between Theo and Boris but when Boris meets a girl: Kotku, it all goes to shit. But the way Theo responds to it is very telling. First off, Theo reflects on good moments with Boris after Boris got so wrapped up with Kotku; “I told myself I didn't miss him, but I did. I got stoned alone, watched Adult Access and the Playboy channel, read Grapes of Wrath and The House of the Seven Gables which seemed as if they had to be tied for the most boring book ever written, and what felt like thousands of hours—time enough to learn Danish or play the guitar if I've been trying—fooled around in the street with a fucked-up skateboard Boris and I had found in one of the foreclosed houses down the block. I went to swim-team parties with Hadley—no drinking parties with parents present—and on the weekends, attended parents-away parties of kids I barely knew, Xanax bars and Jagermeister shots, riding home on the hissing CAT bus at two a.m. so fucked up I had to hold the seat in the front of me to keep from falling out in the aisle. After school, if I was bored, it was easy enough to go hang out with one of the big lackadaisical stoner crowds who floated around between Del Taco and the kiddie arcades on the Strip. But I was still lonely. It was Boris I missed, the whole impulsive mess of him: gloomy, reckless, hot-tempered, appallingly thoughtless. Boris pale and pasty, with his shoplifted apples and his Russian language novels, gnawed-down fingernails and shoelaces dragging in the dust. Boris—budding alcoholic, fluent cursor in four languages—who snatched food from my plate when he felt like it and nodded off drunk on the floor, face red like he'd been slapped. Even when he took things without asking, as he all too frequently did—little things are always disappearing, DVDs and school supplies for my locker, more than once I'd caught him going through my pockets for money—his own possessions meant so little to him that somehow it wasn't stealing; whenever he came into cash himself, he split it with me down the middle and anything that belonged to him, he gave me gladly if I asked for it. (and sometimes when I didn't, as when Mr. Pavlovsky’s gold lighter, which I admired in passing, turned up in the outside pocket of my backpack)” (Tartt, chapter 6, section 4)

Theo took note that Boris was very physically touchy and that it made him a little bit nervous; “The funny thing: I’d worried if anything, that Boris was the one who was a little too affectionate, if affectionate is the right word. The first time he’d turned in bed and draped an arm over my waist, I lay there half-asleep for a moment, not knowing what to do: staring at my old socks on the floor, empty beer bottles, my paper-backed copy of The Red Badge of Courage. At last—embarrassed—I faked a yawn and tried to roll away, but instead, he sighed and pulled me closer, with a sleepy, snuggling motion. Ssh, Potter, he whispered, into the back of my neck. Is only me.” (Tartt, chapter 6, section 4) Then, Theo has a little gay panic — because of Boris being so affectionate; “It was weird. Was it weird? It was; and it wasnt. I’d fallen back to sleep shortly after, lulled by his bitter, beery unwashed smell and his breath easy in my ear. I was aware I couldn't explain it without making it sound like more than it was.” (Tartt) Near the end, Theo tries to play it off that what was happening between the two wasnt romantic, If Theo wasnt thinking of Boris in a romantic way why would he even be written to question or worry that they could come off in such a way? The fact Theo is worrying about it so much can only lead me to believe that Theo does think of Boris in a romantic light and is trying to deny it. Theo continues to explain ways Boris was affectionate towards him, further deepening the connection between the two of them; “On nights I woke strangled with fear there he was, catching me when I startled up terrified from the bed, pulling me back down in the covers beside him, muttering in nonsense Polish, his voice throaty and strange with sleep. We’d drowse off in each other's arms, listening to music from my Ipod.”

Then, the final nail in the coffin, Theo recalls the nights when he and Boris would partake in closer intimacy; “And yet (this was the murky part, this was what bothered me) there had also been other, way more confusing and fucked-up nights, grappling around half-dressed, weak light sliding in from the bathroom and everything haloed and unstable without my glasses: hands on each other, rough and fast, kicked-over beers foaming on the carpet—fun and not that big of a deal when it was actually happening, more than worth it for the sharp gasp when my eyes rolled back and I forgot about everything;” (Tartt) Afterwards, Theo mentions Boris and him never spoke of those nights, and that if people found out they were having sex they would; “think the wrong thing if they knew,”. However, Theo thought about those strange nights a lot and they clouded his mind at times, but, for Boris, it didn't seem like that. Theo notes Boris seemed unbothered by those nights; “But all the same he [Boris] seemed so completely untroubled by it that I was fairly sure it was just a laugh, nothing to take too seriously or get worked up about,” (Tartt) Since Theo uses multiple ways to get the ‘it's not a big deal’ point across. Saying it was a laugh, not serious, nothing to get worked up over, and uses all that when he's just going off of how Boris thinks and reacts to those nights. It can make the reader think that Theo, in contrast, does think of those nights in a serious, worked-up way. To further prove my point Theo was urged to discuss those nights with Boris, so he didn't ‘have the wrong idea’; “More than once, I had wondered if I should step up my nerve and say something: draw some sort of line, make things clear, just to make absolutely sure he didn't have the wrong idea.” (Tartt) Theo gets defensive over the thought of those nights, more importantly, the thought that Boris viewed those nights as something more, something romantic. This is even further pushing my earlier statement that a person who sees these moments as not romantic wouldn't be written to be worrying that it is romantic or that the other person sees it as romantic. So the fact Theo is worrying so greatly that these nights could even possibly be interpreted as romantic (especially when Boris isn't doing the same) can only have me further believing that it's because Theos is trying to deny or block out the actual romantic feelings he is having. Theo is so obsessive on this romantic or not topic that it comes off like Theo has a fear of becoming an orientation that he believes he isn't and that bleeds into internalized homophobia. Theo ends off this recall moment by stating; “I hated how much I missed him.” (Tartt)

There's another moment when Theo is thinking about how Boris is constantly around Kotku and hardly ever with Theo anymore. Theo tries to reassure himself; “But who cared what crappy girl Boris liked? Weren’t we still friends? Brothers practically?” (Tartt) Theo says he and Boris have a brother-like companionship, this, out of context is weird to use to prove my point that they are romantic. But considering all the context provided above this can once again be Theo trying to find an excuse to prove to himself that he and Boris aren't romantic. It's also obvious they aren't brotherly because the two are litterally having sex. In addition to this, right after that quote Theo admits; “Then again: there was not exactly a word for Boris and me.” (Tartt)

Finally, when Theo leaves Vegas he is rambling, trying to convince Boris to come with him, when; “I was still babbling when Boris said: “Potter.” Before I could answer him he put both hands on my face and kissed me on the mouth.” Shortly after. Once Theo is in the taxi he thinks to himself and admits to himself; “I'd stop myself from blurting the thing on the edge of my tongue, the thing I’d never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying it out loud to him in the street—which was, of course, I love you.” (Tartt, chapter 6, section 19)

WHY BORIS LIKES THEO (YOUNGER) All the content that is romantic between Theo and Boris is most of the time, if not always, initiated by Boris. Boris was the one who draped his arm around Theo, Boris was the one who pulled Theo closer when he rolled away, Boris was the one who cuddled Theo, Boris was the one who calmed Theo down from nightmares, Boris is the one who kissed Theo on the mouth while he had a girlfriend. Undoubtedly, all these things are romantic. Especially since these moments are told through Theo's perspective, who is interpreting these things as romantic, which rubs off on the reader.

When Theo is leaving Vegas and getting in the taxi, Boris hums the song "After Hours" by The Velvet Underground which is a band Theo and Boris listened to together. He hums a specific part of the song where the lyrics sing; "But if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again" My interpretation of those lyrics in the scene’s context is: “But if you close the door” = If Theo doesnt leave Vegas. Correspondingly, those lyrics about closing a door means closing the door is giving privacy and leaving the character alone with someone they love. Another thing to mention, before those lyrics take place these lyrics are in the song; "Oh, someday, I know someone will look into my eyes and say, 'Hello, you're my very special one'" All of this feels very intentional. When songs and SPECIFIC lyrics are mentioned in novels it's always to convey something and those lyrics are just very romantic and are also about whether the character is going to choose to be alone or be with someone. Considering the lyrics are hummed by Boris right when Theo is leaving him is very telling. It's also to convey that Boris is debating whether to leave with Theo or not.

Everything I just mentioned was the Vegas era when they were teenagers, I will now discuss when they are adults.

WHY THEO AND BORIS JUST MAKE SENSE (OLDER) Now that Theo has lived and been with more people than Boris I will break down Theo's love interests and explain why they aren't good for Theo and why Boris ends up being the best outcome.

KITSEY: Kitsey is Theo's fiance whom Theo cheating on while Kitsey is also cheating on him. Theo is having affairs and hookups with pretty much random women. Kitsey is having an affair with Tom Cable, an old fake friend of Theo's who was the reason why Theo and his mother were leaving the house the day of the bombing. Once Theo witnesses the two kissing in secret he confronts Kitsey, this ends with Kitsey gaslighting Theo to stay in the relationship for the happiness of Mrs. Barbour rather than themselves. Kitsey also admits their ‘love’ has always been head not heart, that they get along well but neither is in love with the other.

PIPPA: Pippa was another victim in the bombing in lost her uncle, this led to her and Theo crossing paths as young teenagers. Finding comfort within shared traumatic experiences. As they grow older Theo begins to romanticize her. Although it's not love, it's more of an obsession if anything. Theo obsesses and overly plans their meetups making sure they are perfect, Theo shows mild jealousy and irritation to Evveret: Pippa's boyfriend, Theo keeps a shirt of Pippa’s without her knowledge, and as creepily as it is..Theo has a lock of Pippa's hair that he took from a trashcan after Pippa cut her bangs in the bathroom. Theo eventually confesses his love for Pippa in a downtown restaurant after seeing a film. He tries to reason that Welty, Pippa's uncle who she lost in the bombing—put Theo exactly where he needed to be at the right time with WHO he needed to be with (aka Pippa and Hobie). Pippa eases Theo into rejection, however, she admits she has a thing for him as well. She begins to explain reasons why the two of them cannot be together: With their shared trauma..if one of them ‘fell’ the other would go right with them as there is no emotional stability between the two, one cannot be there for the other if they can't even support themselves. They are close enough to star-crossed lovers: lovers who are destined to not be together being pulled from one another by outside forces.

If Theo can't have Pippa and doesnt want Kitsey it's reasonable to conclude that Boris is a valid romantic option for Theo. When the two reunite Theo feels alive again after living a boring tucked-away life. He's laughing and enjoying every second with Boris.

BORIS: After years of separation and keeping a secret from Theo news reports come out about how The Goldfinch painting was not ruined in the bombing and is being used as collateral. Boris is under the impression Theo has already unwrapped The Goldfinch years ago and found out what Boris did. With the rise of these news reports guilt rises in Boris that he took the painting from Theo and ended up losing the painting. Boris has a hint that Theo would not want to see Boris ever again and even wants to act violently against Boris for taking the painting from Theo, however, Boris is aware that he must try to fix what he’s done. So, he goes to New York and goes to Hobie's old shop, seeking Theo. When Theo isn't there to be found Boris is sure he’ll never see Theo again, but they happen to run into each other later in the night outside a bar. They then spend the night till 4am talking and catching up. Theo admits in college he took a conversational Russian class because it made him think of Boris. Boris admits Theo was the only boy he's ever been in bed with—but brushes it off as they were desperate teenagers in need of girls..but that doesnt make sense as Boris has a girlfriend, Kyoto- and he was talking to girls before her too. He wasnt partaking in sex with Theo out of desperation for pleasure by any means. -- Boris then says he thinks that Theo thought their relationship back then was ‘something else’, after saying this Theo gets upset and begins to leave the table. Within this mix, Boris apologizes for what he did to Theo all those years ago and he deeply regrets it, Theo is confused about what he is speaking about and Boris is shocked that after all these years he’s never unwrapped the painting. Leaving Boris to admit what he did with the painting with picture proof. Boris wants to apologize to Theo and attempt to find the painting— for Theo.

In the hunt to regain the painting, Boris interrupts Theo and Kitsey's engagement party to take Theo onto a flight to Amsterdam. After some bickering..Theo agrees and says goodbye to Kisey and packs his bags with a nice suit and lots of money. — Boris arranges a meetup with the holders of the painting, but the sellers seem suspicious as they are missing one of their men and one of the men gets away after Boris and his crew pull guns on the men. — Boris and Theo successfully retrieve the painting, Boris taking note of how Theo has his bird once again — But when returning to the parking garage to leave the two men who were absent earlier and one new man arrive with guns pointed, two of these men are killed by Theo and Boris but one man gets away with the painting — The next few days Theo is sent into a deep depression in his hotel room….however this ends differently varying from book to movie. In the book, Theo is urged to turn himself in to the police for murder … In the movie, Theo goes through with a suicide attempt by overdose but is forced to throw up the drugs later by Boris. Both versions end with Boris interrupting, calming Theo down, and telling the good news that he tracked the painting down in a house holding many more missing paintings and he sent in an anonymous tip to the police on these paintings and their location. Boris splits the reward money between his crew, Theo, and himself.

Boris makes a good partner to Theo as they get along, have a close history, make each other feel alive, know the do's and dont's / in's and out's of each other, show each other unconditional care, left a big positive impact on each others lives, and both share a deep love for art and beauty.

[bigmack2go]

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again:

they should play different ages of the same character.

[queerlermind]

me when the goldfinch & boreo !! ↳ ♡₊˚.

[semitruckshrimp02]

someone tell oakes there’s other camera angles pls

[urfavoritedcwhore]

the russian boy//part fourteen

chapter two

warnings: very slight smut, swearing, drug usage

lowercase intended

not proof read

part fourteen, chapter two: the distractions

boris pulled me up from the bed, "get dressed", he told me while he dug through his closet trying to find something to put on. theo, who was now leaving the room, shouted something to boris that i didn't hear. i walked over to boris's bathroom, closing the door behind me. "boris!" i said loudly through the closed door, "mhm?". "can i use your toothbrush?", i asked holding up the mangled toothbrush inspecting it, "dont have to ask lalka.", he yelled back laughing. i hate not knowing what he's calling me, for all i know he could be saying, "don't have to ask stupid bitch!", but i've gotten used to it by now. i turn on the faucet and put toothpaste on the brush before scrubbing my teeth. i turn off the water and look at myself in the mirror as i spit out the rest of the foamed up toothpaste. i look like actual shit. my hair is a mess, my sew in hair extensions are disconnected from the left side of my head and peaking through my natural hair, my eyes look like raccoon eyes, and the hickey on my neck is a dark reddish purple color. ugh. i turn the water back on and scrub at my face till the mascara is finally off. lucky i still have a hair band on my wrist, i fold my body forward and put my hair up in what my old friend autumn used to describe as a, "hideous hangover bun". after i inspect my wretched appearance in the mirror, i look around on the bathroom floor for boris's sweater. i find it crumpled up on the floor beside a massive pile of what i assume are dirty clothes. i slip off my sweater from last night, throw it onto the laundry pile, and put his sweater over my head. as i pull it down onto my body i get the strong smell of boris: cigarettes, liquor, spearmint, and to be completely honest slight body oder. let me be real right quick: i heavily fuck with the way he smells even when he fucking STINKS. it's sexy. sue me. i take off my skirt, throwing it on top of my sweater on the laundry pile, and walk out the bathroom door. "i need pants", i say walking out rubbing my eyes with my hands, still trying to fully wake up. i take my hands away from my eyes and low and behold, theo is standing right in front of the dresser scrolling on his phone. he looks up at me and giggles, "yes you do lucy lu.", he says tossing me a pair of sweatpants from the dresser. i suck my lips into my mouth for a second before catching them. "why thank you Theodore.", i say taking a deep breath slightly embarrassed. i don't know why i'm embarrassed though. he's seen me in my underwear. hell the first day i met him he saw me in my underwear. maybe it's cause im not the least bit intoxicated right now, i don't know.

i put on the sweats, jumping as i pull them up around my waist. they fit me more like leggings, i swear it drives me crazy how small all of boris's pants are. however, the pants are always too long on me, so it makes me feel better having to roll them up. "where's boris?", i say folded over cuffing the sweatpants. "downstairs making you coffee.", theo tells me as he puts his phone in his pocket. i stand back up after im done cuffing both legs of the pants and smile, "i didn't know he had a coffee maker.", i say suprised. theo laugh, "oh no, no he does not. he saw coffee grounds at your house the other day and called me insisting that i bring some over immediately so that you could have coffee in the morning whenever you spent the night here. he's boiling coffee grounds in water down there lucy. on the stove. boiling coffee grounds, in water.", he says the last sentence slowly for me to soak it all in. i slightly let my mouth drop open and scrunch my eyebrows low, "do i have to drink it?", i ask theo whispering. "he will be so disappointed if you don't. when he's not looking pour it into a bush or something.", he tells me whispering back. i take a deep breath as theo leads me out of the room and down the stairs. we walk into the kitchen and i see boris pouring a slightly brown liquid into a chipped coffee mug. he turns around when he hears theo clear his throat, and smiles when he sees me. he holds up the coffee, "i make for you, coffee, yes? it's good, i tried.", he tells me walking over to me and handing me the mug. i smile at him, "that's so sweet thank you.", i say giving him a kiss on the cheek. i look down at the coffee. it is utterly horrifying. the "coffee" is a murky brown color, clear enough for me to see the lose grounds settling on the bottom of the mug. i look back up at him, "it looks good!", i say with the best fake smile i can put on my face. he's still smiling when he looks at me expectantly, "drink, tell me if is good!", he says excitedly. oh how i dread hearing those fucking words. i smile and bring the cup up to my mouth taking a small sip. i nearly spit it out. if i didn't know better i would say this is some sort of cruel joke. i force myself to swallow the bitter, hot, burnt tasting "coffee", and look up at him, "mmm, that's good boris", i say, restraining myself from being physically sick. theo lets out a small giggle and i step on his foot before boris can hear him. "you like it?", boris asked me with a proud smile. "yes i loveeee it, so good boris.", i say smiling back at him. he kisses my forehead and takes my hand, "ok, let's go to grocery store", he tells me and theo. before he can pull us both out of the house i turn to theo, "theo this coffee boris made is sooo good, here try some!", i say loudly giving theo a smug smirk. theo's face drops and he slightly mouths the words, "please, no.", to me as i shove the mug towards him. boris is still walking holding onto my hand, as we all walk through the door, "yes potter, try. is good i swear.", boris says walking to his car as theo and i trail behind. i hand the mug over to theo placing it in his hand, "take a big sip dude, you really gotta taste how amazing it is", i say smiling at theo with a toothy grin. he sticks up his middle finger and glares at me silently before looking down worriedly at the coffee and taking a sip. his face contorts in a manner that makes me bite my tongue to refrain from laughing. just as he looks like he's gonna spit it out boris opens the back door of his car for me and looks at us. theo quickly swallows it and smiles at boris giving him a thumbs up. i climb into the car as boris walks to the drivers side. theo hands me the coffee cup, "i think im gonna be sick", he says with a groan. i laugh at him and pour the liquid on the grass beside boris's car, making sure he's turned where he can't see me. "kindly kill your self lucy lu.", theo whispers back to me as he grips his stomach. i blow him a kiss and giggle as he walks around to crawl over boris into the passenger seat.

once we're all in the car i feel my phone buzzing and take it out of my pocket. moms calling me. i look into my driveway and see the truck is gone, so i assume she's calling me from work. i answer, sort of alarmed at her calling instead of texting. "hello? is everything okay?", i say holding my phone to my ear. "hey baby! yes, everything's okay i just miss your voice. how was that party last night? i saw your note, did you have fun?", i hear my mothers voice say from the speaker on my phone. my stomach churns a bit before i answer, "yea! lots of fun!", i lie, "how's work?", i ask her when i hear the the talking of customers and clattering of plates in the background. she sighed, "busy as hell. i need a cigarette.", she laughs softly before continuing, "will you be home tonight? i get off at 10pm and i wanna see you. i feel like it's been ages since i saw your sweet face.", she says with a sigh. "sure, i'll be home tonight. we can watch a movie and hangout.". i hear someone yelling my moms name in the back of the call, "shit, like six more people just came in. that sounds good, i gotta go hon, i love you!", she says. i hear her hang up and put my phone on my lap, looking up at the boys. "so how are we gonna get food?", i ask them suspiciously when i see them smiling at me. "you'll see.", says boris as he pulls out of his driveway and drives down the road. as we drive theo rolls a questionable looking blunt and lights it before handing it to me. i take a few hits and climb onto the center console, holding the blunt to boris's mouth, and scratching his head while he drives. boris smiles at me and nods at theo. i pass the blunt over to him and he looks at me, "boris gets special treatment and not me?", he says lifting his eyebrows. i decide it's a perfect moment to make theo uncomfortable, which is so very easy to do. "boris fucks me, so yes he does get special treatment.", i say putting the blunt between theo's fingers and smiling. theo's eyes widen, "oh well i didnt know...that you two...were-", he stutters before boris cuts him off with a loud laugh. theo turns his head back forward and hits the blunt silently as boris and i laugh for what seems like forever. the laughter dies down when boris pulls into a grocery store with a name i don't recognize. theo puts the blunt out on the lid of the mason jar before throwing the half smoked blunt inside it and closing it back up. "can someone please tell me what were doing now?", i ask when boris parks the car. theo looks at me with a smile, "okay so, usually when boris and i "shop", we just go around and find an isle no one's in to snatch shit from.", he tells me. "so we're stealing.", i say cutting in. " 'so we're stealing' ", he mocks me before continuing, "yes lu, but here's the thing: since there's three of us now, we can create distractions to get people out of the isle while one of us grabs the shit we need. understand?", he explains to me like he's explaining to a kindergartener how to cut paper. i roll my eyes, "yes i understand. but who's gonna be the distraction and who's gonna get the stuff?", i ask curiously. "i don't care, we just need to make people uncomfortable enough to leave the isle we need to grab shit from.", he says back with a shrug. boris smiles at me, "lucy and i will be distraction, just get us good stuff potter.", he says without taking his eyes off me. from the look he's giving me i'm sure he has a plan. we all hop out of the car and walk towards the store. i look at boris, "so what's your big plan?", i ask him as he takes my hand in his while we walk. he looks down at me, "fake fight with me, eh? we make loud and uncomfortable for people in isles.", he says shrugging with a half smile on his face. honestly this is pretty smart for boris to have thought of, and i've watched enough lifetime movies to know how to fake fight.

we walk into the grocery store looking so nonchalant you probably wouldn't even glance our way. theo looks over at us and mouths the word, "pasta" and nods to an isle with a few kids about a year or two younger than us in it. boris looks at me and i nod. we walk into the isle, untangle our hands, and start "looking through stuff". boris lifts his eyebrows at me. so i guess i have to be the instigator, ok alright i can do this. i think for a moment, than without hesitation, i reached over to his pants pocket and pull out his phone. i shove it in his face and loudly, but not loud enough for any employees to hear, start yelling at him. "YOU TOLD ME YOU WERENT TEXTING HER ANYMORE. I KNEW IT, I KNEW YOU WERE A FUCKING LIAR.", i said to him shaking the phone in his face, and trying my hardest not to smile when he accidentally cracked a small giggle. he caught on quickly though because before i knew it he was snatching the phone out of my hand and yelling back at me, "SHE IS MY FRIEND, ONLY IS A FRIEND, HM? YOU ARE SO FUCKING CRAZY, CAN WE JUST SHOP?", he says back to me surprisingly in character. he continues shouting something at me as i lock eyes with one of the terrified looking teens behind us in the isle. "фальшивая  драка, фальшивая драка, я так тебя люблю. эти люди чертовы идиоты!", he shouts as i start to call out the teen i made eye contact with. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT HUH? KEEP FUCKIN STARING I DARE YOU.", i say to the kid raising my eyebrows and using the scariest tone i can muster. the kid looks at his friends and they all quickly exit the isle, allowing theo to come in. theo swiftly picks up the pasta and places it in the inside pocket of his jacket, so smoothly i wasn't even sure if he got it or not till he turned to us and nodded. i looked at boris and laughed as we followed theo out of the isle. theo stopped next at the sauce isle and nodded to boris. boris and i walked into the isle, and saw an elderly man and what looked like his wife in the isle. i smiled at boris at got on my toes to whisper to him, "follow my lead.", i said to him before grabbing the back of his neck and kissing him fiercely. i can feel the his confusion as i press my lips to his, but once again, he catches on quickly. he matches the speed of my lips and pushes me into a shelf, pinning me to it as he continues exploring my lips. oh he's good. i twist us around slamming him on the same shelf i was just on. i grab his hand off my hip and slide it down to my ass, which he squeezes with a firm grip. we continue our little "distraction" for about another thirty seconds before we hear someone clear their throat loudly. i detach from boris's lips and and look up to see theo, standing in front of us, tapping his foot. "they left the isle the moment he shoved you into the shelf's. you two could've stopped about two minutes ago.", he says looking like he's trying his best not to laugh. i look back at him shocked, "why didn't you say something?", i ask him. "looked like you two were having...fun.", he says looking at boris’s pants. i follow his gaze. oh my fuck. i didn't even realize how hard he was while i was kissing him. lady's and fucking gentlemen that dick is HUGE from the look of it. i look back up at boris with wide eyes and see him standing there smugly. "not ashamed", he says shrugging. theo turns away and we follow him into the meat isle(ironic right), where no one else is. me and boris stand in front of theo, guarding him from anyone who may pass by and see him.

boris looks at me and throws an arm around my shoulder before bending down and whispering in my ear, "so i've fucked you before?", he says obviously referring to the thing i said to theo in the car. my face turns a bright red and my eyes widen as he stands up straight and laughs at my expression. "dont look so embarrassed, kochanie. you know i’d do it right now if you wanted me to.”, he says smirking smugly before kissing the top of my head and following theo as he walks towards the exit of the store. okay so that definitely just made me brain think a lot of things. i’m gonna be thinking about those words all night, i can promise you that.

A/N: there you go pookies, a semi long part for you:). this one was fun to write, i hope you all enjoy it!!