cowen and friends———
curt: i wish you could block people in real life.
owen: restraining orders are a thing
cynthia: murder.
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curt, trying to be a hetero man: sooo...what's the first thing you notice when a man approaches you?
tatiana: the fucking audacity
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cynthia: i leave you in the safe house for a week and you broke the bed! what were you two even doing??
owen: uhhhh
[the previous night]
curt: bet i can jump higher than you
owen: fucking try me
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curt: i guess you could say i've...fallen for you
owen: you literally just rolled down two flights of stairs, are you even okay?
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barb: she was poetry... but he couldn't read..
curt: his name was jared, he was nineteen
cynthia: when his parents built a very strange machine
susan: watch that scene dig it the dancing queen!
owen: great job guys
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owen: FOUR MONTHS!!!!
cynthia: what the fuck is wrong with him?
curt: oh yeah it's nothing
owen: FOUR MONTHS YOU SAT THERE AND WATCHED ME WATER A FAKE PLANT
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curt: the stars look so nice tonight
owen, quietly: you're the prettiest star
curt: what was that?
owen: I SAID I WANT TO HIT YOU WITH A CAR
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cynthia: i have a fucking amazing memory :)
curt: you forgot me in a store parking lot three weeks ago :(
cynthia: incorrect, mega! i did that on purpose :)
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barb, writing: curt, if you're reading this..
cynthia: can curt read?
barb: oh right. owen, if you're reading this to curt...
cynthia: i don't think owen can either.
barb: tatiana,
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𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 // 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧
Fanfiction"bedroom. shower. maybe the backseat of a limousine." ------------ a collection of curt mega and owen carvour oneshots, because i'm still not over them, and probably never will be. possibly triggers for gore and maybe nsfw stuff at some point, we'll...