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make me choose: mootster asked:
theo raeken orpietro maximoff?
THERE’S A SCOFF that escapes her throat. theo was probably right, for the most part; he was definitely taller, stronger, with a very evident competitive drive - but torrance had that drive too. she bounced a bit on the balls of her feet, rocking in her sneakers. ❝ what kind of leader would i be if i couldn’t handle a loss with at least a LITTLE grace ? what do you say ? ❞
ARMS FALL TO his sides and the amusement never wipes off his features. he is always confident in himself. why would that change here? despite the teasing, he does take any sort of competition seriously. theo is DETERMINED to win. ❝ oh, so you are prepared to lose? ❞ he taunts. ❝ as you should be. ❞ his posture straightens and chest puffs, lips curling into a wide smirk. this isn’t a situation where he will make the first move, however. no, he needs a moment to assess her approach to this before molding himself to combat it. ❝ fine. i’m ready when you are. ❞
When We First Met (2018, dir. Ari Sandel)
a small smirk crosses her lips as she hears the desperation in his voice. it’s intoxicating, and it encourages her to keep going despite feeling so out of her element in this role between the two of them. ❝ tell me, my love. how SHAKY are your marks going to be? are you creating a texture? ❞ she taunts, brows raising. she’s still testing him. she won’t let him look away from her. she scoffs, eyes narrowing in on him. ❝ when have i ever DENIED you of something you asked for? ——— not once. ❞ of course she will give in. it’s hard enough not to right now. ❝ all i want is for you to focus all your attention on me. ❞ and normally, she’s looking for ways to push his attention off on something else. right now, she’s letting him focus on her. she’s OKAY with it. her legs noticeably tremble as her fingers move, but it’s not because of herself. she’s hardly focusing on her own movements; she’s too focused on HIM and the way he’s responding to all of this. it’s enough to keep her going, enough to push her in the direction of allowing him to join her ( she just might soon. ) ❝ i think you were right, ❞ she murmurs, eyes fluttering shut, legs moving in and out slowly. they shoot open as he begins to tell her where she expects him to be. she offers a small nod, her tongue licking dry lips. ❝ that depends, ❞ she mumbles, eyes glancing down to the desk, then up to him. ❝ it depends on how hard you are, ❞ she whispers. she gives him another nod, a sweet smile on her lips. ❝ come on. you know what makes my body shake. of course that’s what i’m thinking about. ❞
he does not care what the marks on his paper look like anymore. if he is just scribbling, that is fine. if he is somehow creating a masterpiece, that’s fine too. the woman before him captures every ounce of his attention. his hands shake with need, a desperate desire to finally walk over to her, but he doesn’t yet. she is making him be patient and he will be to get what he is aching for. ❝ i guess i am, ❞ he responds quietly. ❝ they’re shaky, baby, but it’s not my fault. you’re the one making me shake. ❞ his jaw clenches tightly. ❝ no, you haven’t, but that doesn’t mean you’re not going to make me be patient. ❞ she is, and it is KILLING him. ❝ you have my attention, tracy, ❞ he insists. ❝ i couldn’t bring myself to focus on anything but you right now. ❞ theo forces himself to take slow, deep breaths to regain his composure as he watches her body, but the effort is fruitless. the look of NEED in his eyes isn’t going to fade as he watches the way her hand moves, studying every inch of her body. the thoughts that are running through his head make an aching groan drop from his mouth, pencil stuttering over the paper as he loses complete focus from it, biting down on his lip. ❝ god, i’m so fucking hard, baby, ❞ he whispers back, taking a deep breath as his gaze dances over her form. ❝ if that’s what you’re thinking about, then let me have it. let yourself have it. you know you want me to do all of that, so let it happen. let me show you how incredible i can make you feel. ❞ he is nearly BEGGING at this point.
he doesn’t understand the real problem here. for an intelligent boy who always strives to be on top of the game, he isn’t here, as much as he wants to pretend he is. he’s still trying to adjust to WEREWOLVES. everything else that comes with it is difficult for him to keep up with. and with the twisted idea that all supernatural creatures are evil, it’s hard to separate people like theo from people like aaron, especially when he’s so certain he has been working with his teammate these past few days, not an evil creature. he scoffs, defensive as he shakes his head. ❝ i don’t know why you haven’t hurt me yet. maybe you’re waiting for that friend of yours to finish his own work, ❞ he says. liam has already taken blood, but there’s something gabe can’t figure out —— it was such a HUMAN way of hurting him. why was that? ❝ no, you just want to scare us. you want to make this town impossible for us to live in. ❞ that’s how it feels right now, like he can’t live a normal life, the one he was destined to have and worked so hard for, if supernatural creatures posed as obstacles. ❝ i think we have a reason to be scared. ❞ and he hates admitting that. but still, he doesn’t want to believe some creature has control over him MENTALLY. anger rises in gabe, always quick to be so defensive of his brother. he never was when he was alive ( at least, not enough. ) but now that he’s gone, he has to protect his memory. all those people who brushed off his death, those people who insisted it wasn’t surprising that he was gone, he was always ready to take them down. ❝ don’t you dare compare my brother to you, ❞ he warns, chest puffing out as he tries to tower over him ( and it works, but that doesn’t mean he FEELS stronger. ) his nose flinches, theo’s words sparking a desperate need to protect his brother as he can’t help but reach out and grab the material of theo’s shirt, forgetting momentarily just how dangerous that could be. ❝ what the fuck did you just say? you killed my brother? ❞ he had realized these past few weeks that it had been a supernatural creature that killed josh, but he hoped he never came face-to-face with the culprit. ❝ say it. ❞
eyes roll at the human before his gaze locks on the other, annoyance present in every feature. ( theo is tired of everyone questioning his motives at every turn. don’t give him a reason to hurt you and he won’t do it. ) his head shakes and he lets out a scoff. ❝ i stopped liam from killing you, ❞ he reminds, brows shooting up on his forehead. ❝ if i was okay with him killing you, i would have let it happen, but i didn’t. i don’t want to hurt you. ❞ he DOES, simply for the fact that it would be one less hunter in the world, but the consequences of attacking him are greater than the reward. ❝ hurting you is just going to make everything worse. there is something bigger going on here than your hatred for the supernatural. ❞ that hatred comes from an UNDERSTANDABLE fear, but that fear is amplified by the anuk-ite. ❝ gabe, i don’t care if you’re in this town or not. i don’t think any of us do. it’s not our goal to run you out of here. if it was, we would have done it by now. we’ve been here FOREVER. i’m telling you the truth. aaron is not what you think he is. maybe you’re right ----- you do have reason to be scared, but it’s not directed at the right people. ❞ the anger that floods the other is exactly what theo expected, but he’s not going to back down. no, he has a mission here. NO FEAR is evident in his features as the other towers over him, knowing that he is so much stronger than the human. though, it does send a rush of fear through him when the other grabs his shirt ( the hand far too close to his chest. ) his own flies up to wrap around gabe’s hand and squeeze it just a touch too tightly as a REMINDER ----- theo is stronger. eyes dart between his, his demeanor CONFIDENT and steady. ❝ i killed your brother. ❞ the words are spoken firmly and the slightest smirk playing at his lips. ❝ josh was one of us, gabe. he was CHIMERA. and he was out of control, so i put him down. ❞ that’s not untrue for EITHER time he killed him. the first time, josh was attacking stiles, so he had to rip his throat out. the second time, he was out of THEO’S control, and he had to act fast, so he killed his beta. ❝ i sunk my claws into him and i killed him. ❞ the taunting he gives gabe isn’t used as a reason to make him HATE the supernatural even more. will it make him hate theo? probably, but that a price that needs to be paid. this is about getting him to see that someone he knew ----- HIS FAMILY ----- was part of this. it serves to make gabe think twice.
❝ okay, okay. i can pay rent. and i can pay utilities too, ❞ she taunts, her fingers sliding down his arm as she lets out a small giggle. ❝ a kiss won’t be all you get, ❞ she whispers. she leans into the hand on her cheek, feeling comforted by the way he always touches her so softly in times she desperately seeks it. ❝ i’m sure you’ll know what to say. you always know just what to say. ❞ and it always surprises her, especially since she finds it so difficult to ever find the right words to say to anything. he is always so many steps ahead. she frowns, the idea that things could have happened so much differently always difficult for her to process. she’s glad for where they are now. ❝ and i ——- i don’t think i would have been strong enough to bring it up again. i think i would have just kept going on the way we were and . . . just always wondering, ❞ she sighs. ❝ i don’t have to wonder now. i know. ❞ and she BELIEVES IT. ❝ no, you’re not, ❞ she whispers, fingers picking at his skin lightly. ❝ no one has ever shown me they care about me the way you do. you’re good at it. ❞ even if she has nothing to compare it to. ❝ it is, ❞ she insists. ❝ what we have is REAL. ❞ usual nature wants her to add ‘ right? ‘ to he end, but she won’t. she doesn’t need to question this. her brows furrow, head tilting to the side as she wonders what he really means by that. ❝ like what? what about me would you normally not like? ❞ does she need to worry about him changing his mind about that? eyes scan his, her breath holding in her throat as she feels her body heat up. was she feels for him is HUGE. it’s constantly taking over her. a soft grin forms, and she nods quickly. ❝ i can think of a few ways you might get extra credit. might involve your tongue, ❞ she whispers with a small, bashful grin. ❝ i know exactly what’s waiting for me. that’s why i’m practically RUNNING to get out of my class, ❞ she teases him. she hums along as he repeats the words, her body clinging to his. she breathes against his neck as her hand rests on his cheek, small kisses placed against skin every few moments. a gulp, and she moves her head up to look at him. eyes lock for a moment before she pulls back, but only so she can sit up on top of him. she’s EXPOSING herself entirely. topless and bare, she often tries to hide as much as she can, but she doesn’t want to right now. she wants to be vulnerable with him. she wants all her cards out on the table. her hand moves to reach for his, bringing it up to rest against her bare stomach. she wants him to touch her, she wants him to look at her, and she wants to keep this intimacy between them up. she takes a sharp breath in, both of her hands now moving down to press to his chest. ❝ how could i have thought about going home when —— when this is so much better than home? ❞ or in fact, maybe this is home. it’s what she thinks, she just hasn’t put those pieces together herself yet.
❝ if you’re going to be paying with more than a kiss, then i think we’ll be even. those are the only payments i need, ❞ he teases. even if she didn’t plan on paying him with that, he would let her stay here. her presence alone is enough payment. eyes drop down between their bodies in order to glance away from her, lips pressing together in a hard line and nodding. ❝ i’m glad you don’t have to wonder now, ❞ he tells her. ❝ and i’m glad you make me feel comfortable saying it because i never thought i’d get here, which is why it wouldn’t have happened unless you did bring it up. that would have been hard on us, right? things would have been tense because there would have always been something UNSPOKEN. ❞ not saying he likes her wouldn’t have changed that he does. it would have just made it harder for him to process. his features grow gentle and he offers a faint grin. ❝ am i? i didn’t think i’d be good at this, ❞ he admits. ❝ i’m glad i am though. i want you to know someone cares about you a LOT. ❞ theo can fake any emotion in the world, but when it comes to expressing what he REALLY feels, it’s not as simple. with her, he can. ❝ i usually don’t go for the shy ones. you’re just so damn adorable. i want you confident because you have every reason to be, but your shyness got my attention in the beginning. and i don’t usually like people who make me be patient, but it got us HERE. tracy, you are everything i didn’t think my type was, but i fell for YOU, so… maybe i was just wrong about what i like. ❞ he likes HER. what he used to like aren’t things he wants anymore. his tongue darts out to wet his lips and eyes scan over her features as his mouth curls into a smirk. ❝ oh, yeah? i think that’s extra credit i can handle, ❞ he taunts. a short chuckle leaves him and pure HAPPINESS fills his face. it’s rare that he feels such a genuine sense of euphoria, but she brings it out of him. ❝ yeah, you better be running back here. we can’t waste a single second. ❞ when she sits up from him, his eyes find hers with a look of WONDER. he doesn’t fight as her hands move his, fingertips touching her bare stomach. his gaze drops to glance over her naked body, eyes sweeping over her form as he takes back control of his hands to trail them gently over her skin. the tips of his fingers travel to the scar that paints her skin and, without realizing it, he smiles FONDLY. it’s intimate. with her, that means everything. his gaze flicks back up to her and he takes a deep breath, shaking his head slowly. ❝ i don’t know. all i know is that i never want you to go home. i always want you right here like this. any second you’re not here feels EMPTY, ❞ he whispers. ❝ so STAY. stay here. ❞ his gaze breaks from her once more to travel over her body, but he doesn’t last long before he is sitting up for his body to press to hers. arms wrap around her waist and keep her against him. his head leans in to allow his mouth to ghost over her neck, slowly dropping downward. theo leans forward move until his mouth meets her collarbone, a gentle press of his lips to her skin allowing him to SAVOR the touch. he lifts away from her skin, only to drop again and repeat the action. lips glide along her collarbone, trailing soft kisses over her skin and lingering with each press of his lips. he is ACHING for this and it isn’t sexual in nature. no, he is simply craving the INTIMACY with her.
i wish i could fast forward time to see if it’s worth it
❝ need me to stick around? ❞ does she need him to stay so she can open herself up to him and give him even more tools against kevin in their little rivalry? ❝ ----- it’s not like i had a big saturday night planned. ❞ || @rogueries (for maggie)
❝ you do? ❞ she asks, as if this is some sort of test ( she always feared he would FORCE this someday, but she can tell it’s genuine curiosity. ) ❝ no, but ——— theo, i was bottling all of that up long before i met you, ❞ she reminds him. it’s simply something she’s accustomed to, not something that was done purposefully against him. her heart is beating fast, because despite all the things she’s always thinking about her mother and all of the things she’s PROUD of getting from her, she suddenly feels lost, like there’s too much to say and not enough all at the same time. she doesn’t know where to begin. she’s silent for a long moment, fingers holding the necklace tighter until she realizes that’s the place to start. he could have made assumptions all these years about why she always wore that and nothing else, but she never explained it. fingers unclench, moving to the edge to hold the feather up to him. ❝ she gave me this necklace a few days before she died. her father . . . he died when she was in high school. but he had made it for her when she was little. it was really special to her, because she didn’t have a whole lot from her dad. ❞ she finally says, eyes nervously looking back up at him. ❝ it was the most special thing she had. and she gave it to ME. ❞ it’s clear in the way she speaks that it means so much to her because of all of that. ❝ she told me that she wanted me to have it, that . . . she was sad i didn’t get to meet him, so i could be close to him. she said that me and her . . . we kind of had the same relationship she and her father had. they were close too, ❞ she explains, a small smile forming on her lips as she looks down at the necklace. ❝ they’re both gone now. always kind of felt like i owed it to them to keep wearing it. ❞ that’s something she has always wanted to tell him, she just never knew how.
❝ of course i do, ❞ he speaks as though it’s obvious. he wants to know EVERYTHING about her. shoulders shrug and he furrows his brows. ❝ but i’m DIFFERENT. you don’t have to bottle up anything from me. you know that. this is no exception. ❞ she shouldn’t be doing it and his own problems shouldn’t stop her. theo notices the way she grows silent and his hold on her softens, arms gentle as wrap around her to keep her CLOSE to him. it’s a reminder that she is free to say whatever she wants and he’ll listen. perhaps he doesn’t understand grief and loss with his inability to feel such things, but he knows that she does and he knows it affects her. that is why he WANTS to listen. ( perhaps she can teach him a thing or two. ) eyes drift down to the necklace she clutches, tilting his head as she explains its significance. it is something he has ALWAYS wondered about. she wears it at every possible second. but he never felt that it was his place to ask. perhaps part of him thought that maybe it was just a safety item for her, something that was a NORMAL occurrence. the other part guessed that it has some significance, but he felt that if it truly is important, she will tell him. finally being able to understand what it means to her brings a grin to his lips with each word she speaks. ❝ so that’s what that is all about then, ❞ he nods. ❝ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you without it, so… can’t say i’m surprised it’s something important. and i can’t say i’m surprised it has to do with your mom. i know she means the world to you. maybe you do owe it to them to keep wearing it. i think that’s okay. it seems like it helps you. you’ve told me that you two were close, but HOW close were you? what did you guys do together? ❞
❝ that’s your problem. you’re impatient. things like this take time, ❞ she reminds him, her fingers running softly across his skin. ❝ i know. and —- ❞ she pauses, letting out a breath. ❝ i’m proud of you for admitting you did something wrong. ❞ it’s just difficult for her to agree with it when she feels like she should be playing the deflector, saving him from those negative thoughts rather than telling the truth, but she’s starting to understand what it is he really needs right now. ❝ i think you will. i think this is going to really help you. it doesn’t seem like it right now i’m sure, but —– you‘ll get there. ❞ she believes he can change himself for the better, he just has to believe it too. ❝ routine, ❞ she mumbles, her head shaking. ❝ it shouldn’t be routine, ❞ she points out. that’s where things get MESSY. they all expect this to just be a normal thing, and she doesn’t understand why that’s okay. eyes widen and she quickly stops him. ❝ theo. what do you mean DEAL with it? i think the last thing you should be doing is poking the bear. i think you should leave it alone. ❞ it could likely make matters WORSE. she closes her eyes briefly, taking in the comfort of theo’s body relaxing. ❝ it’s my dream too. i’ll be your alien queen, you can be my alien king, ❞ she teases, pressing a long kiss against his arm. arms tighten around him slightly as he tells her that she is what he needs, her hold taking an even more protective role. ❝ you have me, ❞ she reminds him in a whisper. ❝ you always have me. and you always have my love and my support. that’s something i could never lose. ❞ fingers slide against his chest, chin sliding across his back. it’s one of those times she wishes there were words that accurately describe the capacity of her love for him, but there’s just no limit —— she just has to rely on their silent communication. ❝ if anyone knocks on the door, let me handle it, okay? ❞ it’s not like her to ever address anyone herself. when people knock, she turns away, pretends she’s not there to avoid whatever conversation is bound to happen. this time, she will handle it herself and let him avoid it. ❝ i’ll tell them you’re sleeping. i’ll make sure they leave you alone until you are ready to talk, ❞ she assures him. ❝ it’s just us tonight. ❞ she will let him have that. she sighs, face moving into his back as her nose rubs against it. ❝ theo, ❞ she repeats again, wishing he would drop the conversation instead. ❝ i have basically been living in your room for a year and a half now. you cook for me, you clean for me, you give me a place to sleep. ❞ all the while, she’s paying for a dorm room of her own, but that’s hardly on her mind. ❝ you buy me clothes, books, things i don’t need, things i do need. soon we’re going to really be living together and our money is all going to go towards the same thing —- us, ❞ she reminds him. ❝ if i wasn’t willing to spend that money tonight, then —- i would have figured something else out, but i was. you take care of me all the time; you have to let ME do it too. i don’t want to talk about money right now, okay? ❞
❝ yeah, i am impatient, but this is the kind of shit that happens when i don’t make progress fast enough, ❞ he points out. ❝ this is only encouraging it, tracy. ❞ theo just wants to be FIXED. eyes open, finding some relief in her words. ❝ ----- i’m proud of me for that too, ❞ he admits. ❝ i hate actually believing it. it makes me feel horrible and it’s not what i’m usually like… at all. but i’m not one to let things stay bad, so ----- i have something to work on. ❞ he’s INSECURE in who he is right now, but that isn’t how he wants to be. he HAS to improve. ( though, all of that is much easier said than done. ) ❝ i know you believe that. i’m trying to believe it too. ❞ eyes roll and he lets out a scoff. ❝ well, it is routine and that’s who we are. or… who i WAS. ❞ he is actively trying to change it. ❝ it doesn’t justify calling the cops. ❞ his body turns again to look back at her and his brows raise on his forehead. ❝ i just want to know why they had to do it. we were fine. i’m not going to FIGHT that person. i just want to talk to them. ❞ but if she truly thinks it’s a bad idea, he won’t go against her. ❝ my alien queen? i think i like the sound of that. ----- and i think we found our next halloween costumes, ❞ he teases. eyes shut once more and he lets himself melt into the SOFTNESS of her touch, knowing that it says more than her words can. he understands. he is the same. the man who is so good with words can’t express the level of LOVE he has for this woman, so he lets himself read this touch. it’s LOVE. ❝ i know, baby, ❞ he whispers. ❝ that means more to me than anything. ❞ his fingers move to trail over the hand that slides against his chest, replicating the emotion she gives him to tell her how much he loves her too. eyes flick to the door for a moment before relaxing and shutting his eyes. ❝ okay, ❞ he mumbles. ❝ i appreciate it, trace. i don’t want to deal with anyone but you tonight. ❞ he doesn’t have the energy or the mental capacity to put on a good face for people. he NEEDS tracy to be the one to handle it. ❝ really, i appreciate it. i know that’s out of your comfort zone. ❞ but she does it to take care of him and that means everything. theo lets out a slow sigh as the conversation continues, eyes falling shut and shaking his head. she has a point. there is a lot he does for her and that is what they’re SUPPOSED to do. soon enough, their money isn’t going to belong to them individually. it’s going to be both of theirs. that’s the direction this relationship is going in and he wants that, but in the meantime, he is aware of what she has sacrificed for him tonight. ❝ what if i want to talk about it? ❞ he asks quickly. ❝ this is BOTHERING me, tracy. i know you say it’s okay and i know you want to do it and i know it’s like me buying you stuff all the time, but it doesn’t feel that way. you bailed me out because you HAD to. i doubt this is really what you wanted to put your money toward because you didn’t want me in this position. ❞ his head shakes again and a frown pulls at his mouth. ❝ if you don’t want to talk about this, fine, we won’t, but it’s going to be on my mind. ❞
❝ oh, always thinking of me, ❞ she mocks with a small smile. her shoulders shrug, eyes scanning his features. ❝ let’s make it real interesting. why don’t we just use REAL blood? ❞ she taunts, a small laugh falling from her lips. ❝ so —— i have to go buy short shorts? ❞ eyes roll up, and she takes a deep breath. nose scrunches up, her hand lightly pushing his chest. ❝ they are not THAT small! but you’re lucky they’re long, ❞ she insists, her brows raising playfully. ❝ i don’t know if we can do that. i don’t know if i can handle you touching my legs for that long. we know how dangerous that is. ❞
a brow raises at her taunting, tongue swiping over his lips and eyes traveling over her body. ❝ i am completely fine with using real blood. that’d just make it hotter. ----- but where are we going to get it? ❞ he asks, a slight TEASE to his voice. shoulders shrug and he nods once. ❝ yeah. i could help you pick some out. ❞ he LOVES buying clothes for her. eyes roll at her and he lets out a scoff. ❝ they ARE that small, and yeah, i am lucky they’re long because that is amazing to look at, ❞ he chuckles. the corner of his mouth lifts into a smirk and he nods slowly. ❝ i’m okay with that. it can only end well for me, ❞ he reminds. ❝ ----- maybe that’s exactly why i want to do it. ❞
//nikitagupta
a smile spreads across his lips and he nods his head proudly back at his friend. ❝ dry humping? you gotta do what you gotta do, man. and did it - ——- ? did it do the job? ❞ it’s strange for theo to be in this position, but joaquin finds it amusing. a chuckle falls from his lips as he shrugs his shoulders. ❝ dude, you think i didn’t hear that too? coulda fooled me. thought you had a new girl in there five times a night, ❞ he joked. ❝ i will if you tell me where to find ‘em. shit, i’m serious. i’d give you a run for your money, ❞ he teases. he doesn’t care that theo is loud, it’s the fact that he’s not doing anything to counter that noise mose nights. he scoffs, teeth biting his lip as he looks him over. ❝ so what, that’s just it then? i don’t buy it. she’s yours until you find some other kink you’re missing and the cooch hunt continues, ❞ he claims. he doesn’t see tracy as someone who will last long, but it has nothing to do with her and everything to do with who theo is. that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t like for theo to keep her around; he would, he just doesn’t see that for him. ❝ at least you can fool someone into liking you, ❞ he teases, elbow nudging him playfully. he knows better; he knows that theo can do that to ANYONE. head tilts back at him, brows furrowing. ❝ so she’s ‘ all fucking yours ‘ but you’re not labelling it? yeah, dude, sounds like your kind of relationship, ❞ he taunts.
❝ it didn’t do the job FOR ME, ❞ he notes. ❝ did the job for her just fine. but… like you said, you gotta do what you gotta do. definitely paid off in the end. ❞ look at where he is now. he’s HAPPY. ( and it’s not just because of the sex. tracy truly knows how to make him smile. ) a scoff erupts from his mouth that quickly transforms into a laugh. ❝ hey, if you had a girl grinding on your dick every night and never letting you cum, you’d be jerking off five times a night too, so don’t give me shit for that, ❞ he insists playfully. brows raise and he tilts his head quickly. ❝ what, you going through a dry spell or something? shit, man, you know i can hook you up if you need it. ❞ brows furrow at joaquin’s idea of what will happen to him and tracy. that’s not what he PLANS to do. quite frankly, he has no idea what’s going to happen with them. he is already far away from what he normally does with people. shoulders shrug and he glances down, forcing a casual look on his face. ❝ maybe you’re right, maybe you’re wrong, ❞ he notes. ❝ i guess we’ll have to wait and see. but for now, she satisfies me a LOT, so the cooch hunt is on hold. i’m with her right now. ❞ he doesn’t need to think about the future just yet. this is the first time he’s focused on how HAPPY he feels and he is enjoying it. eyes roll and he lets out a scoff. ❝ hey, i’m not fooling her THAT much. i’m being mostly myself! ❞ he argues. the corner of his mouth raises and he gives another shrug of his shoulders. ❝ yeah, dude, it’s fucking perfect. she’s mine and she doesn’t care about a label. i don’t think i could find anyone better for me right now. ❞ or EVER.
