" yeah, well you can fuck off && go home if you— " a deep breath was taken. " turn around already. " this time, it was an order.
it's not really an obedience thing. he just figured leo wanted to ... nevermind.
" we're on the same mattress, you moron. "
there was a 50 / 50 chance this would either be a pretty chill time or the other would completely overthink && ruin it. garth wasn't a betting man, so personally, he'd hope for the former.
gaze still cast upon the +
" alright. " there was a pause there in which brows furrowed before features ultimately softened again in defeat.
" ... can you plan it? " outright saying it wasn't an option, but if the logistics were left to +
+ garth, then it would probably suck.
besides, he didn't really know just how public they were supposed to be. he wasn't big on public displays of affection, but garth also didn't want to get leo into trouble +
" a bagel. " he repeated. garth wouldn't admit it, but between the two of them, leo was the one with the relationship experience.
garth had casual hook - ups && nothing more. he didn't quite get * couple stuff.
feeling the weight shift on the mattress, he could tell the other was turning towards him without actually seeing it. garth should have probably done the same. anyway.
" like what? "
it isn't really his fault. between the two of them, garth is the one who could pick shifts that better suit their shared schedule; nobody is forcing him to work at night.
" && why is that? " dry eyes blink. god, +
lying on his back, his gaze has been fixed upon a non - distinct spot on the ceiling for the past two hours.
" no. "
halts in the hallway for a second when he sees @iceblinkin in the living room upon coming home.
he knew he would be there, it's just ... something he would have to get used to.
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blessed monday from me && the bad bitches i pull at the gatorade lake .
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