Thomas glanced up as he heard those words. Was Stuart really asking him to move in with him? He frowned a bit and tilted his head, not sure if his twin was playing around with him.                            "Wouldn’t that be weird? I mean… I don’t want to be the third wheel for whatever people you bring home at night…“ He was only half kidding about that. He pushed down the jealousy and bit his lip, sighing quietly to himself as he moved closer to Stuart, his eyes sclosing again.

His eyes widened slightly in surprise at that comment.  He almost burst out laughing at just the thought of it.  He was barely even home half of the time, college and work consumed a lot of his life and he definitely didn’t have to for dating people, he also didn’t like them enough to bring them to his home.

“Tommy, I don’t bring people home, literally ever.  I don’t think you’d have to worry about it.”  He stated softly, leaning close to the male and pecking his cheek gently.  “You’d be my only house guest, and since you’d be permanent you’d be more than a guest.”

“Wait two weeks okay? That way it won’t seem like a desperate rebound.”

He gave a nod, “Yeah okay that seems fair.”

Closed || Angustii

   An overprotective brother? Well, Newt most definitely hadn’t heard

     that about Stuart, despite how much Thomas had blabbed about

     him every once in a while. Maybe he was trying to make him look

     better than he actually was, not expecting Newt to run into him in

     the way that he had now. He wasn’t going to dig into that too much.

   “Trust me, I lived in London half my bloody life. Pretty sure I’m

     from there.” Now, if this had come from Stuart’s mouth, it might

     have been taken differently, but coming from Newt’s it was soft,

     gentle even, and it was funny how Newt could change something

     like that so much.

Stuart wasn’t usually vocally over protective, more so in his stance he was.   How he looked at you and observed you or how he might talk to his brother and ask about you.  That was his normally simple way of being someone who cared for his little brother, but now was a chance to do something different and he was taking it.

“Hmm.”  He just hummed simple, still allowing his body to assume bad posture by leaning against the wall.  Something he didn’t like but for now it would suffice.  “When did you move here exactly? if you don’t mind me asking.”  Which he certainly shouldn’t.

“That sounds great.” Lydia smiled and found her desk, occasionally looking at Stu during the class wondering where him asking her out had come from.

Seeing as being him meant he knew most of what was going on in the class he just barely focused in on it, and spent most of his time on his phone, which he happened to send Lydia a text or two during that time.

Something Different || Angustii

   “You’re the computer expert. I didn’t have a bloody clue if it was

     anythin’ to worry about or not,” he states with a soft shrug, accent

     thick as heavy words come from his mouth. Well, more like the

     words filled with the heaviest accent, but he found himself surprised

     by the kindness that the other was capable of portraying. He

     hadn’t seemed that way when he first met him.

   “Thanks,” he says, holding the laptop carefully in his hands like

     it was a brand new computer that he’d just bought. It felt a

     little weird that he was acting like that, like Stuart was some

     sort of savior or something, but he’d honestly felt a little bit

     idiotic himself. “Wasn’t even a big bloody deal and I was

     makin’ it out to be like some buggin’ death virus. Kinda

     embarrassin’.”

He shrugged subtly at him.  Honestly it was a really easy thing to fix Stuart didn’t even have to consider wiping his computer to get id of the problem, so that made how easy it was very clearly obvious.  But he supposed that to someone not as educated on technology ware as he was that wouldn’t make much sense.

He let forth a slight laugh at his statement, nodding his head, “Well if you hadn’t gotten it fixed soon it would’ve possibly festered and end up corrupting your computer to the point of shutting its self off at random time.  But nah’ now it’s not such a big deal.”

[ text ] looking good Stu.

{Text: Col}: If you say so. {Text: Col}: I think I look like shit personally

[ text ] he doesn’t really like to take his shirt off in the locker room. [ text ] I rather see you shirtless though. [ text ] can I ask for more?

{Text: Col}: Surprising somehow. {Text: Col}: More? Uhm.. k. {Text: Col}: [Picture Sent]

[ text ] damnit phone. I meant moles.

{Text: Col}: Oh, well yeah. {Text: Col}: I’m surprised you haven’t seen Stiles shirtless {Text: Col}: Twin bodies after all.

[ text; ] I am. Wow you do have miles everywhere.

{Text: Col}: I’ve got to say I’m fairly hipster. {Text: Col}: And I have no idea what that’s suppose to mean.

{Text: Col}: No not particularly {Text: Col}: But I’m sure you are enjoying it anyway.

Ari spun Stuart around and bent him over the desk. “You look so beautiful like this.” He bent down and gently kissed at the back of Stuart’s thighs.

He sighed softly, resting his face against the desk under a portion of his body.  “do I?”

Ari pressed Stuart against the desk. “Oh really? I prefer devilishly handsome.”

“I don’t like complimenting so take it or leave it.”  He stated with a smirk.

Ari cocked an eyebrow at Stuart’s description. “It’s my favorite room. I usually spend most of my time in here.”

Lips press together in a thin line and with a nod he laughs, “Well you could also be considered hauntingly beautiful.”

Ari carried Stuart into the study and gently set him down. It was the grandest room in the house, full of dark wood and over the top architecture.

He glanced around the room, it was definitely different than the tight dorm room he was housed in right now.  “Well, it’s certainly, “Hauntingly beautiful.”

Ari laughed at Stuart’s comment. “Alright, Little Wolf.” Standing, he scooped up the teenager and held him against his chest. “Happy?”

He smirked up at him laughing softly as well, “Uhm yes I’m beaming with delight.”

“Hmm, I should bend you over the desk in my study and fuck you so hard you can’t walk.”

His head tilted back so he could stare at the male, squinting slightly, “Alright if that’s what you want to do, but you’re gonna have to care me there and back.  Because obviously I’m a pretty princess”