( ` * — PRAY YOU CATCH ME. )

“I want to go to the beach!” he exclaims. Bentley felt most at home in the water so it wasn’t a surprise that he chose that. “Can we go please, Teo?” 

Kingston sits down next to the pair and thinks about where he wants to go for a trip. He’s not much for traveling since he does it for work. The beach sounds fine to him. “I’m game for that. I just want to relax.”

“Of course we can, I’d love that.” Mateo remarks to the pair, keeping close to both of his boys and savoring in their contact. “I just want to spend time with you two without work or anything else getting in the way, so I don’t care where we go.”

“Fine then!” Jordan shouts, knocking his plate on the floor. It shatters immediately. He wasn’t used to not getting his way and it was making him angry. “Go ahead and destroy me. What are you waiting for?”

When the plate hits the floor Dillon flinches, an instant reaction he had gotten used to with his tumultuous home like when he was alive. But now? He was stronger, he knew how to handle himself, and he wasn’t going to back down from the other creature no matter what he did. “I-I’m biding my t-t-time,” Dillon says calmly, moving to take another bite of his food, “Y-Y-You aren’t r-ready for a battle l-like th-this. The r-right time just h-hasn’t happened y-yet.”

Kingston listened to Casey’s words very intently. He didn’t know what he expected the other to say, but he actually thought it would be something way worse than that. Like maybe his friend had killed someone or something. “Baby, is that all? Lots of people deal with that. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. And that certainly doesn’t mean you’re too messed up to love. I want to be there for you and to help you. Please don’t push me away.”

“B-But you shouldn’t have to help me, King...” Casey speaks, growing sadder at the thought of Kingston being the one to look after him and take care of him when he could be happy and carefree with somebody else. He sniffles a bit as he looks up at the other male, saying softly to him, “I don’t want to push you away anymore. I want this with you... I just don’t want you to regret this with me.”

“You will eventually want me to,” he said knowingly. Jordan was going to wear him down at some point; he was sure of it. His food lay forgotten on his plate, but he was pleased to see Dillon still eating. “It’s not crap. Haven’t I been good lately? I think I deserve a reward.”

“H-Have you forgotten th-that we’re enemies? T-That I’m s-supposed to destroy you? How c-c-could you think I w-would ever want y-you like that?” Dillon asks incredulously, shocked that the demon still wouldn’t give him a break. “You’ve only b-b-been good because I-I’ve been here, i-it’s all crap, Jordan.”

Bents nods and just nuzzles his face into Teo’s neck. “You work so hard. You need a vacation,” he states. Then as if he just realized he has a brilliant idea he exclaims, “We should go on vacation!”

“I’m fine,” he mumbles, settling into the couch. Kingston leans forward to kiss Mateo. When he pulls back he catches what Bentley has to say. “I could use a vacation, too,” he agrees.

Mateo hums against Kingston’s lips when he kisses him, then pulling away with a small smile at the brunet. “Alright, where should we go on vacation, huh? You two get to decide,” the older male remarks, glancing up at Bentley as he stays on his lap.

“Yes it is my fault. I should have stopped, but it was a quick way to make money and I’m a coward. But enough about me. Tell me what’s so terrible about you. I can handle it. I am never going to leave you. Never ever. I want to keep you safe. I want to protect you. Please let me.” He’s begging now and his eyes are shining bright with tears. There’s nothing he wants more than to have Casey let him love him.

Casey doesn’t comment on Kingston’s side job after that, still not believing that the male was in the wrong for that. King’s words hit his heart and make him tear up, trying to find the words to explain this all to Kingston without losing him. He sighs softly as more tears start to fall down his cheeks, finally managing to say softly to King, “I-I have a lot of m-mental issues. My depression is b-bad...and I don’t exactly handle it well.” He then says shakily to Kingston, “And I um. I-I don’t exactly like the way I look, w-which is why I... I don’t always eat. And sometimes when I do eat, it doesn’t stay down for l-long. And I c-can’t stop it.” He then wipes at his still falling tears and whispers to King, “I’m too messed up for anyone to l-love, I-I’m sorry.”

Jordan leans forward to kiss Dillon again. This boy is the love of his life and he wants to treat him like a prince. “Okay you just have a seat on the couch and I’ll cut you a piece of cake. I’ll even feed it to you if you want,” he chuckled. “You deserve the best you know.”

Dillon accepts the kiss with a smile and nods his head at Jordan, giggling at him and saying, “Y-You don’thave to f-f-feed me, babe. Just c-come cuddle w-with me s-so we can celebrate it t-t-together.” He leans in to press a kiss to Jordan’s cheek and whispers to him, “I-I love y-you.”

Brian is completely lost in the kiss for the moment that it lasts. When Wes pulls back and gives him instructions he listens and plans on obeying right away. “Of course, daddy.” He scurries upstairs and quickly takes off his clothes, waiting for his boyfriend to join him.

Wes watches as his boyfriend makes his way upstairs, smirking at how eager Brian seemed for him. He only waits a few moments before he makes his way upstairs and goes into their bedroom, pleased at how obedient his boy was. “Don’t you look pretty, baby?” he whispers to Brian, moving closer to the other and wrapping him up in his arms, “Always love seeing you like this.”

There was nothing Jordan could do to keep the smirk off his face. “What I can do in the bedroom really is magic and I can’t wait to try that out on you.” Obnoxiously he blew Dillon a kiss and winked at him. “You’ve changed me though. Seriously God will be calling me up soon to come back into heaven I’ve been so good.”

“Y-You keep saying th-that as if I’ll ever l-l-let you near m-me like that,” Dillon says with a roll of his eyes, continuing to eat his food despite his desire to be anywhere else but with Jordan. He snorts out a laugh at Jordan’s words and can’t help the words that leave his lips, sarcasm dripping from his tone, “D-Do you really b-b-believe the crap you s-say when you t-talk? Because I s-sure don’t.”

Topher practically squealed with delight. He couldn’t believe his luck to have found Mateo. “Okay! But if you want to do something you have to tell me,” he said, smiling up at the other male. “The ride is just up this way. I’m so excited. Have you ever ridden it before?”

“I will, baby... but I honestly have no idea of what to even do here, I’d just be following your lead,” Mateo admits with a small smile, still walking along with Topher and pulling the blonde past the crowds of people. He shakes his head at his boyfriend’s question, saying to him, “Actually baby... I’ve never been to Disney before, so I haven’t been on anything here.”

Jordan had never been this happy in his entire life. After all the shit he’d done in his life he hardly believed that he could deserve this. He just clung to Dillon for a bit, not wanting to let go and have this moment end. “You’re right,” he pulled back only slightly so he could see the other’s face. “We’ll just celebrate this and be in the moment. I have champagne and a cake if you want?”

As Jordan pulled back from him Dillon stood up on his toes to rest his forehead against the others, smiling brightly at his fiance as he stays in Jordan’s arms. Nodding his head at the prospect of cake and champagne, Dillon says to the blonde, “Y-Yeah, I want s-some. I r-really wanna celebrate all of th-this.”

Bentley gladly goes into Mateo’s arms and sighs contentedly. “Daddy, are you tired?” he asks. “You can take a nap if you need to.” While waiting for his response Bents gives the other male kisses on his face.

Just then Kingston comes in the door. He’s fresh from the shower after his workout so his hair is a bit damp. “Hey guys,” he mumbles. He’s tired too and plops down on the couch next to Mateo.

“I’ll be okay, baby boy. Just had a long day, that’s all...” he says to Bentley, smiling as the little blonde pressed kisses to his face. As he keeps a hold on Bentley, he smiles a bit when he sees Kingston walk in and lay out on the couch, reaching a hand out to card through King’s damp hair. “Hi baby. You feeling okay?”

Kingston keeps ahold of Casey’s hand in fact he squeezes it tight. He listens as his friend starts to explain. It’s evident that the other is nervous and King wants to make sure he knows that he’s safe here. “You can tell me anything. There’s stuff you don’t know about me either. About my father and the fact that I sell drugs because that’s what he did. You may think you’re fucked up, but I’m fucked up, too.”

Casey initially doesn’t know how to respond to Kingston’s admission of what he’s done because of his father, having suspected King doing illegal things but never calling him on it. “K-King...” he says softly, “That’s different. This is so different from me. Your father started that and you just continued it, I don’t fault you for that. This isn’t something that there’s an excuse for. Your dad is your reason for this, all I have is my fucked up head for making me do what I do. It’s so different, and you won’t be able to handle it.”

❝ ——— Hey Cas,” North responded as the other female picked up. The boxer sat down in her bed and cleared her throat as she realized she didn’t think over what she was going to talk to with Cassie before she remember she promised the other a date. “So are you free to go out and show me it’s not just a game?” North asked as she bit her bottom lip down and fiddled her thumbs while anticipation built up in her body.

     ❝ I am... I just got finished with the plans for our date, ❞ she says to North, biting back a smile as she thinks of the night she has planned for the two of them. Cassie knows that no amount of material things will fully convince North of how serious she is, but she hopes the effort she’s putting forth will convince her of just how serious she is about her. ❝ Just tell me when you’re ready and I’ll come pick you up. ❞

         being insecure was something that spencer was never really vocal about. he never wanted to come across as soft or vulnerable but the thought of losing him to someone else has been haunting him for weeks and he couldn’t possibly do anything to change that. ‘ you can’t be so sure.. when we first met – i protected you, i was there for you and i felt like you needed me.. but you don’t need me any more. i can’t give you what you need. ‘

      ‘ do you think you aren’t still protecting me, baby? ’ wes asks incredulously, gently squeezing spencer’s hands as he moves even closer to the other. ‘ yeah, when you first met me i was shy and quiet and needed to be looked after, but just because i’ve grown out of that doesn’t mean i don’t need you. you don’t protect me physically like you used to, but emotionally? you’re my rock, spence. ’ he shakes his head as he says to the other male, ‘ you don’t know how much i need you in my life, in so many ways... why would i ever give that up? why would you ever think i could want somebody else? ’

    Cash couldn’t manage to speak to Amir with how emotional he was, tears blurring his vision as he bit back another sob. All he could do was shake his head when Amir told him not to leave, trying to move from the other’s grip on his waist but instead he leans into Amir’s touch. ❝ I-I h-have to, ❞ he manages to get out shakily, ❝ I c-can’t stay anymore, Mir. I’m so s-sorry... ❞