Just two boyfriends having a little watercooler talk before killing Ohm and Brycey. Yep.
When I saw that Prop Hunt video with Delirious, Vanoss, Ohm and Bryce (the one with the wheelchairs business, lol XD),I really wanted to do some of the scenes, but now with the view of Delirious I NEEDED THAT WATERCOOLER SCENE. So here’s Delirious and Vanoss as a guest for this project :D
Excuse my fangirling thinking about an AU of these two in a company, because SUITS and COLORS. AND YES, *//A//*
“What was great about this is that the luxury of a love story was not
where we were, I mean they can’t even talk to each other. We never even
talked about it - it was never there, no one said ‘maybe’, we never had
to fight against it. It was always going to be two warriors on par,
starting off with very little respect for each other and ending up with a
massive respect for each other.”
i’m sorry i might’ve made it less friend and more SHIP but yeah
yell as soon as I spot his tall, lean figure heading towards me. “Happy
towards him and envelope him in a bone-crushing hug.
come up around my waist and we just stand there. Holding each other. Like we’ve
done so many times before. Not romantically.
But I wish
this way for months now, since I figured it out. That I liked Baz. He’s my best friend, he’s been my best friend for years,
and I know everything about him. Only
later I realized that my obsession with him was not just because of our strong
because of his deep, grey eyes and how they twinkle when he smiles.
because of his silky, soft hair that falls in perfect waves- framing his face
(really, everything about him is a piece of art.)
because of making him play the violin not just because he’s brilliant, but also
so that I could watch him focus while his eyes are shut.
obsessed. And I don’t even know how to tell him because…
What if he
takes it badly?
fuck up our friendship.
no way in hell that I’m taking that chance.
I can see
his mop of bronze curls from a mile away,
and I can recognize them within seconds. Because I’m whipped. He hugs me as
soon as he sees me, and I hold him there, just like I do all the time. I rest
my head on his, and I breath in his smoky, refreshing scent that’s all too
familiar by now. I don’t think he knows that I love him, and I don’t think he
realizes how much it pains me to celebrate “Friendship Day” with him, because
honestly. Enough of this friendship thing. I’m pretty sure I fell for him two days after we met, but he’s a moron
and he’s straight. So. I just wallow in my misery everyday. We have only a few
minutes here anyway; he has to go to his classes (astrophysics- his first class
on Tuesday mornings) (it is sad that I know that) and I have to go for mine-
History (honestly a really boring subject- I happen to know everything already
since I studied it during the vacation.) We’ll meet again at lunch for an hour
and a half, and then if he decides to come over, then maybe longer. But that’s
it. Nothing special to look forward to.
about dinner today?” he asks.
“Sure. As a Friendship
“As a date,
I pray that
I’m not blushing. He says it so plainly. It can’t possibly mean more that being
just a get-together in the name of our friendship.
But I guess
I do have something to look forward
Did I just
say that? Oh my god.
As soon as
Baz turns away, I’m pretty sure I’m red enough to stop traffic. I rush to
class, worried about just about everything that could possibly go wrong. I
float through the day, until it’s lunch, where I finally see Baz again.
for our dinner do you want me to wear a suit?”
He says it
sarcastically, and obviously I know he’s being sarcastic, but it would be great
to see him in a suit.
So I say, “Sure,
if you want to.”
He cocks his
head towards me. “Okay. I’ll wear a suit if you do.”
If it means
seeing Baz in a suit, then yes I’m
wearing a suit.
minutes before I have to get there, I start searching for suits, and
simultaneously realize how my time management skills are equivalent to those of
a coconut. I have none.
minutes of frantic searching, I find a grey suit that looks about my size and
that’ll have to do because honestly, I’m having a bit of a time crisis here. I
head to the bathroom and hastily get dressed, and then I rush to the restaurant
where I’m should’ve reached ten minutes ago.
I happen to
have an entire collection of suits because of our family dinners. So I just
went through them and chose a dark, black one. Typical.
I left the
house giving myself twenty minutes to get there. We’re going to a relatively
fancy restaurant so we don’t look too out of place with our outfits. I reach there
five minutes before time, and I’m pretty sure I’ve reached before Simon. He’s
late all the time anyway, so it’s no surprise. And I like the idea of being
here before him so I can take some time to take in the surroundings, and so
that I can choose a nice place to sit- preferably in the corner, so Simon and I
can talk in peace.
Why does our
little friendship day outing feel like a date?
in ten minutes later, his eyes searching. I wave to him, and he heads towards
me. Are his pupils a little blown or is that just me?
probably just me.
a grey suit, and it’s sitting on his shoulders perfectly, outlining him and
somehow not looking too tight. His hair is messy and tousled, as it is all the
time, and his eyes are like shining wells of clear water reflecting the
brilliant blue sky above. It’s overwhelming.
I look at
Baz, and I just can’t stop looking.
In a black
suit that compliments his lean, muscular features and his grey eyes (that look
bright now, because of his dark clothing) perfectly.
I think it’s too much for me to take. I just really want to kiss him. He’s
sitting in front of me, and even though we’re talking about what food we’re
about to order, I’m just thinking about his lips. And how they move when he
talks to me. And how they would taste if I, you know, hypothetically of course,
This really does feel like a date. He insists on
paying. And that leaves me feeling like I should give him something in return.
How about a kiss? My mind nags. I force it to shut up.
We walk out
of the restaurant, and it’s dark.
He asks me
if I want to stay over, and obviously, I don’t deny.
walking alone to his place.
And I want
to kiss him.
I stop and
turn to him.
His eyes are
bright with some kind of unidentifiable fire.
it. I’ve had enough. I need Baz’s lips on mine.
what?” I say, “I didn’t give you anything for friendship day.”
I take a
step closer, and I can only hope that his expression is a reflection of my own.
“I mean…” I
go on, “You gave me that dinner.”
you for that.”
want to give you…”
close, so close.
And then he
His lips are
on mine, moving, and hot.
My arms move
slide up around his back, and he pushes me.
kissing me back.
His lips are
magical. Just what I expected.
It’s hot and
it’s cold at the same time.
honestly, I’m glad.
is kissing me.
stretches and the kiss feels much longer than it actually is. It’s not like I’m
keeping track of anything.
I’m way past
The sparks I
feel running through my veins and the tingles I feel every time I make contact
with Baz’s skin seem imaginary and all too real, at the same time.
firstly, Simon is gay. Or bisexual. Whatever it is, it’s an actual blessing.
Simon is so good at this kissing
his jaw, his tongue.
seem to exactly what they’re doing.
I, on the
other hand, have my mouth jammed against his; my arms are tracing random
patterns on his back. It all worries me, really. What if I’m not good enough?
I’m probably shit, considering my experience with this stuff.
this last 19 days chapter was very bittersweet, especially in the way that it foreshadowed jian yi disappearing for years in the future
i really loved the last two panels, with zheng xi and jian yi just holding and comforting each other, being each other’s anchor while the world keeps moving around them
part of me still expected - and wanted - more out of this arc, tho, which could still happen, i guess, but knowing how old xian has the bad habit not to follow through with things im not holding out hope
it’s just frustrating to me to see them keep being stuck in the same place when they could just!!!!! talk!!!!! and i know that i sound like a broken record, but i still can’t stop asking myself how much does jian yi knows about his situation because ??? the boy got almost kidnapped, then actually kidnapped two days later and got saved by the same dudes who tried to kidnap him in the first place, and he’s just?? pretty chill about it?? and has no questions about what the f– is going on?? and i get that he is trying not to make zheng xi worry even more, but why not tell him about what happened? (again, i know it could still happen, but i don’t have much hope for it)
if the 19 days of the title refers to the (school) days until jian yi’s disappearance, we are now at day 11? 12? [it was day 9 when jian yi got kidnapped], so i wonder what is going to happen now, for both pairs, but especially for zheng xi and jian yi something’s gotta give soon