* 𝑱𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝑳𝑶𝑪𝑲𝑳𝑬𝒀

⠀ welcome to staying awake . . . ‘ 𝑴𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕. ’ 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞: 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐍 — like for a short starter.

“Mi amor—.”

“Right?!”

“Throw your balls at me anytime.”

jake!

‘𝑰 𝑩𝑬𝑻 𝑶𝑵 𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑫𝑶𝑮𝑺—.’ * 𝑶𝑪, 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑪𝑯, 𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰, 𝑺𝑬𝑬 𝑰𝑵𝑭𝑶. — like for a short or GIF starter.

“Couldn’t find the door handle.”

@l1ghts_camera Way too fast. But neither of them see to be healthy people to start with. “Don’t flirt with Marc because I’ll punch him and if I punch him, I’m punching me.” That’s… not a normal sentence.

@comfortbcund For a moment, he stayed silent, tracing random obscure shapes along Jake's thighs. Were they moving too fast ? Did it matter? " I'll bring some of my stuff over tomorrow morning and Marc can help me find a job with Steven at the museum. "

Might have accidentally made a burn hole in @l1ghts_camera’s couch.

개짱둔둔해

Breaks through a wall.

@l1ghts_camera Jake would have argued, but it was August’s decision in the end. “Well, I’m just sayin’ that, if you need me, I’m there. Steven and Marc could do with a scare now and then.” He toys with August’s blonde locks, distracting himself from the need for a cigarette.

@comfortbcund " I don't want to crash at your place and do nothing. . I'd feel like a bum. " He whined, head nuzzling against the man's stomach. " Besides, I wouldn't want to freak Marc and Steven out when they suddenly see me sleeping on their couch. "

Slay!

@l1ghts_camera “Just bunk with me for a while.” Jake shrugged, as though that was such a normal thing to offer someone you’ve known for a month. “Save some money. Besides, I’m hardly there in the first place.”

@comfortbcund " When I find a place that's not too far from you and not infested with rats. " He grumbled as he tossed the basket onto one of the seats. " New York has sucky apartments. " He complained before he stretched out on Jake's lap.

@l1ghts_camera He then went into a flurry of complaints in Spanish, throwing his arms up in defeat. Ignore him, he’s barking - he won’t bite. “When are you selling this place anyway?”

@comfortbcund A cigarette that was immediately stolen by August for a quick drag then tossed out the window. " Not on my couch, Jakey. And at least wipe it off so it's not ashy for whenever my guests get here. " He had no guests.

@l1ghts_camera “It’s fine, no one will know, look,” Jake pulls a cushion and puts it on top to cover the hole. “See? Nothing wrong, so you can’t be mad at me.” Jake then proceeds to light another cigarette… whilst sat on the sofa.

@comfortbcund " Aht— I don't wanna hear it, Marc. To take a piece from one of your bad shirts and sew it over the hole— " He sighed, a basket of their laundry in his hand. Jake hadn't moved in. Most of these were the clothes that August had stolen away.

@l1ghts_camera “Mi amor, ¡hace demasiado frío afuera! No quiero congelarme las pelotas.” Jake protests dramatically - he licks his thumb and rubs the mark as though that would erase the hole he’d made.

@comfortbcund " Jake— I told you to smoke on the damn patio— "

I CANNOT DO THIS RIGHT NOW

* marc.

@l1ghts_camera There was a strong sense of dread. Jake didn’t like the situation at all, August wasn’t supposed to be involved in Khonshu shit. But here they were. He stood from the rubble and brushed the dirt from his suit. “Find some cover.”

“ I'm not running, Jake. . do what you need to do. ”

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