the unwarranted invasion of personal space catches him off guard yet he neglects to move or even attempt to defend himself. he didn’t have it in him at this moment to send him away. yes, lucien would be asleep so long as both of them were quiet. the only thing he’s worried about is the smell of alcohol on his neighbor’s breath. this was a smell he associated with robert a lot; he was drinking again.
“ i care not when you sleep so long as you say off the streets during the hours that would call too much attention to your antics– seeing as you are suspicious enough as is– “
a sweeping motion of his arm ushers robert into the main foyer. lord knows he’s seen it close to a million times, but nonetheless, damien does he best to keep it all looking impressive and properly kept.
“ i assume you remember your way to the library, yes ? “
❝… Can’t STAND being at home,❞ he’d mutter under his breath, though he is quick to regain his cool, giving Damien a soft smile as he’s ushered towards the doorway. ❝Nothing I do is THAT atrocious. People just see a shady dude in a leather jacket hunting cryptids and assume he’s up to something. I mean, sometimes I am. What ever, I digress.❞
Robert would flash Damien a soft grin, giving his partner a soft pat on the back. ❝'Course I do, Dames. Don’t even worry about it.❞ Upon entering the house, Robert would sigh and stretch, lifting his arms above his head momentarily as his eyes wander around the room. It looked just as it usually did, of course, but even SOBER, Robert had found himself amazed each time how well put-together and elegant Damien’s house was.
Breaking from his few seconds of marvel, he shoves his hands in his pockets, and begins to make his way up the stairs, to the library.
i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. I AM SO FUCKING SORRY. it should have been me. i know it should have been me.
Hugo coughed right after that in his fist, turning away once again in embarrassment. Sometimes he doesn’t know what comes out of his mouth, which is not usual of him. Maybe he acts like that only when handsome people around him.
❝You real right now?❞ he would give a light chuckle, rather SURPRISED by Hugo’s response. If ANYTHING, Robert had more-or-less expected him to be the type to TELL ROBERT TO QUIT. After all, a street rat like him would HAVE to be out of a teacher’s league, right? Thin lips pull themselves into a tight grin, scarred fingers raising to rest beneath Hugo’s chin. ❝Well, if you don’t want me to stop…❞
I have had this blog for exactly two weeks and it’s come so far just because of how fucking active this fandom is, it’s crazy, omg. In the fourteen days I’ve been here though, I have had a TON of fun and I’ve made a bunch of new friends, and I feel extremely happy and welcome here, so I just gotta say thank you to all of you, my Robert and Lucien are probably gonna stick around for a long time. SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO,here is a very small follow forever/a list of new friends I’ve made that I absolutely adore!!
Extremely serious rp blog for Hugo Vega tcachcr just hit 200+ followers. Not ‘just’ actually… it happened like a week ago.
Alright, let me start with how young this blog is. Created in 23rd of July. 13 days old. And already 200 followers god damn. I’m surprised that this blog got 100 even! But 200?! Thas just too much.
Anyway, let’s begging with a list itself. No particular order, of course. AND if i forgot someone - pls don’t kill me
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binches that i’ve already wrote or writing with right now!
