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@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           great.     then    go    get    in    the    car.     i'll    be    right    behind    you    once    i've    got    my    stuff.

one  step  ahead  of  you.   like  that  one  mukbang  dude.     i  filled  up  the  tank  on  the  coffee  run.  

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           a    bag    of    / my /    stuff.     if    im    driving,     you're    paying    for    gas.     just    wait    for    me,     we'll    go    in    a    minute.

you  refused  to  give  me  your  cologne  when  normally  you  don't  care  if  i  use  it.  you  called  him  lawson  after  making a  big  deal  about  dawson  being a  dumb  name.  you  told  me  i  sprayed  too  much  even  when  im  pretty  sure  i  didnt.      textbook  definition of a  'tude.        *  he'd  toss  the  shirt  on  the  ground,  turning  to  ruffle  through  chases  drawers  for  a  different  shirt.  *

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           im    not    saying    that.     im    just    saying    im    not    narrow    minded.     [     he    sits    back    down,     now    his    own    face    holding    confusion.     ]     how    do    i    have    an    attitude    right    now?     all    i've    done    is    ask    questions    and    agree    to    plans    for    tomorrow.

are  you   saying     /im/   narrow  minded?       *  he'd  raise  an  eyebrow,  starting  to  unbutton  his  shirt.  *       just  say  you're  not  used  to  me  being    gay  or  whatever.    or  just  say  you  hate  it.      whatever  you  have  to  do  to  lose  the  'tude.    

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           you're    right,     it    isn't    funny.     im    sorry.     this    shit    is    / hilarious! /      [     he    laughs    again,     more    this    time,     as    he    gets    his    things    to    go.     it    continues    even    as    he    steps    out    the    door.     ]     im    on    my    way.     i'll    try    to    get    there    quicker    than    twenty.

don't    laugh!    it  isn't  funny.   i'm  at  that  italian  place  like,   twenty  minutes  away.  i'll  send  the  address.  we  ubered  here together and  i  really can't  stick  this  one  out  to  the  end,   chaser.  it's  bad. 

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           [     he    can't    hold    back    his    laugh.     it    escapes,     but    only    for    a    moment.     ]     sounds    awful.     where    are    you?     i'll    go    and    get    you.

*  as  the  door  closed,   jacob  let  out  a  long  line  of  expletives.   probably  more  than  the  situation  called  for,  honestly.  and  then  he  promptly  yelled  into  the  nearest  pillow  in  his  couch.  this  was   bullshit.  definitely.  a  part  of  him  wanted  to  cry,  maybe  beg  for  chase  to  come  back  inside.  but  that  wasn't  fair  to  chase  or  jackson.  jonathan.  whatever  the  fuck  the  dude  was  named.  * 

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           i    cant.     i    would,     if    i    could,     but    i    cant.     it'd    be    a    shitty    move.     really    shitty    move.     you'll    survive.     don't    miss    me    too    much    or    whatever    they    say.     [     he    goes    through    the    door    as    he    speaks,     closing    it    the    moment    after    he    finishes    his    words    and    gives    a    small   wave.     ]

james?   dude—  that's  such a  basic  fuck boy  name.   *  as  if  jacob  was  any  better.  watching  chase open  the  door  was  like  breaking  his  heart.   fuck  this.  *      please—  just   stay?   cancel  with  him.   please. 

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           not    this    stuff.     im    fine    with    it.     [     because    it's    jacob,     and    not    anyone    else.     his    palms    continue    pushing    down    around    his    back.     ]     are    you    sure    it    feels    good?     im    scared    im    going    too    softly.

*   he'd   just  hum  appreciatively,   melting  into  the  bed.  *       feels  good.   and   you  don't  mind  doing the  hard  work,  right?

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           fitting,     though.     im    your    jester    and    now    your    massage    therapist.     making    me    do    all    the    hard    work.     [      and    yet,     he    stands    over    the    other,     pressing    down    on    his    back    with    his    palms,     careful    on    how    he    applies    pressure.     ]     tell    me    when    it's    too    much.

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           im    not    gonna    try    / anything /    you're    doing.     thats    why    you're    the    one    doing    it    and    not    me.

definitely  not  me.  i'm  the  least  dramatic  boy  in  the  world.      damn  right  i  am.   it's  fun,  you  should  try.

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           i    wonder    who    i    got    it    from.     it    is    not    circling    back    to    that.     you're    victimizing    yourself    or    whatever    it    is.

and  you  literally  said—  whatever,  dude.  i  just  can't  make  it.    i  have  to  watch  my  siblings.  my  parents  are  going  out  and  my  siblings  don't—  theyre  like,  are  young, 

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           when    the    fuck    did    i    say    it    doesn't    matter?     why    would    i    ignore    your    schedule,     or    anyone    else's,     to    make    it    easier    for    me?     we're    literally    a    / group! /

i  did  tell  you   that!   i  literally  fucking  said  i  wasn't  free  and  you  said  it  doesn't   /matter/!   

i'm   working  on  it.   i'm  walking  as  fast as i  can,  man.  

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           get    me    my    bagel    and    coffee,     then    i    can    answer    that    question.

sure.   and  we're  still  out  a venue  so  who's  really  suffering more?       

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           i    don't    want    to    answer    more.     i    feel    like    im    being    interrogated.     again.     trust    me,     i    know    you    do.

you  could  always  answer  more.   i  always  have  questions.

@sublives  ⋆｡°✩           it    doesn't    matter.     i've    answered    enough    of    your    questions    for    today.

he's so cute i wanna bite him