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/      SCREAMINF.  CRYING THEOWI G UP

  /   IM GONNA CRY

@GRIMEXIT               ´ˎ˗(    .    .   .      )             
                  oh,,  c’mon. you had to be expecting this just a little.  ( . .   )i wasn’t / sneaking /,,   dyl. i knocked. you didn’t say anythin’..   so i took it as an invite. simple.  so. y’ gonna scoot over or what? :3
            
            /     gonna kiss u rn

@SCR3WUP 
            ;!

;   spam if you can frl,  if not then bonding stuff bc i love && miss them )':

@SCR3WUP / spam if you're up for ittttttt 

@SCR3WUP  ,,      (   as jensen stood there,  crying,  dylan visibly had a concerned expression etched across his face.   with the lack of a verbal reply from the younger,  dylan could only assume the worst—which didn't help his already growing concern nor his anxieties.   there was almost a relieved-like feeling that surged through the blond once jensen stepped forward,  dylan half expecting the other to just shut him down.   feeling jensen's arms wrap around him,  the elder paused for brief second to process the situation that was unfolding.   eventually,  dylan managed to return the embrace,  his arms wrapping around jensen and holding onto the younger male as if he was to disappear at any moment.   )    jens  . .  hey,  you  don't  have  to  apologise.  ( .. )  you  know  he  could  never  hate  you,  jensen.   he's  just . . bowie's  probably  just  in  a  mood  again.  i'm  sure  he  didn’t  mean  it.    (   he spoke uncharacteristically softer than normal,  one of his hands moving to rub jensen's back as a small attempt at trying to comfort the other.   )

@GRIMEXIT               ´ˎ˗(    .    .   .      )             
                  [ for a moment or two,,   all that the younger responded with with sniffles and cries. he couldn’t speak. not properly,,   at least. not until he was calm enough to totally spill his guts about the former events that took place between himself and the faux ravenette now completely out of sight. for the time being.. all jensen could do was step forward and lock him arms around the blond,,   tears beginning to unashamedly stain the shirt atop the torso of the elder newby,,   face completely&&  totally hidden as it’s buried in dylan’s chest. frankly,,  the brunet couldn’t have a care in the world if dylan wanted this hug or not. it’s what he wanted. what he / needed /,,   even. only after a few moments of otherwise silent interaction between the two,,   the smaller finally squeaked out a few words,,   followed by a sniffle.]   he—-( . .     )   bowie just..   the things he said,,   dyl. it’s just.  ‘m sorry. so sorry.( . .     )   don’t want ‘im to hate me.

@SCR3WUP  ,,        i  get  it.   i'd  be  lying  if  i  said  i  didn't.   but  you  know  bowie,  he'll  survive.  ( .. )  dude,  i  get  paid  biweekly,  ten  bucks  is  serious.    (   instead of replying to jensen's final comment,  dylan simply lets out a small hum,  eyes remaining on his younger brother as he inhaled his food.   an amused chuckle emits from dylan at the sight,  the blond seemingly underestimating how fast jensen could eat.   )    jesus  christ,  man,  slow  down  before  you  choke.   you're  actin'  like  you  don't  get  fed  or  something.    (   dylan couldn't help but to smile slightly,  taking a quick sip from his water—which happened to be the only thing he ordered,  since he was more concerned about jensen eating rather than himself.   )
            
            ;    your honor,  they mean the world to me

@GRIMEXIT               ´ˎ˗(    .    .   .      )             
                  i know,,  i know. just gets a little tiring sometimes havin’ to wait for ‘im.( . .    )  y’ act like ten bucks is like all you have to your name. y’know ‘m payin’ you back. [ barely even a second after he’d finished talking,,    the brunet began stuffing his face with the pancakes he practically begged for. sure,,  it was a bit ridiculous to have a craving for breakfast foods at this hour,,   but frankly he didn’t care. all he knew is that he needed to fill that hole of pure worry for the older sibling that had for now been missing from the interaction,,   even if that meant scarfing down all the food he could.] 
            
            /     ok so i love them basically