#⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜱɪʟʜᴏᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇ; ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ❞ ¦ 「 Tom 」

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✩ 「 @shining-stxrs​ 」 ✩ - Continued from ★

「 ☆ 」 Breath catches with a start at the unexpected voice, Addison squeaking with surprise as he instinctively tries to scramble away. Back presses harder against the wall, tail fluffed in a learned fear— not through any fault of the Incubus —as it takes a moment for Addi to realize who is in front of him. Blurred vision clearing as he wipes at his eyes, imagined threats ( nightmares that have yet to stop haunting him no matter how many years pass ) fade into a well-known sight. Chest pattering with quick breaths, Addison shakily sucks in a calming one, slowly but surely composing himself. Were it anyone else, this show of abrupt paranoia would have further frazzled the fennec. But, bittersweet as it may be, Tom is one of the few people who know about Addi’s… jumpiness.

He’s one of the few who used to be able to help with it.

Grateful that Tom is keeping his distance— a show of familiarity that makes Addison’s chest strangely tight —he exhales a long, exhausted breath. Bringing his knees back to his chest, arms languidly rest atop of them. Fur settles on his tail, fluffed hair following suit. Big, sorrowful eyes look up at Tom, the fennec too tired to try and hide his pained expression. There’s no point to it… Tom already knows what an idiot he was.

❝ O-Oh… Um. Thanks Tom. ❞ Addison awkwardly replies, voice weak from crying. Clearly unsure what to do or say— why is Tom being so nice to him? He would assume the Incubus would be ecstatic things went so horribly —he brushes a wet strand of hair out of his face, ❝ That was… really nice of you. ❞ As nice as beating the shit out of someone could be. But in this situation, soaked and shivering and sitting on the floor, Addison can’t say he disapproves of it. Fresh tears brimming, tail curls tighter around himself. Expression crumpling, he sniffs and rests his flushed cheek on his arms, looking away from Tom. Sitting hunched on the ground, the already small male looks as if he’s trying to take up as little space as possible.

❝ … I’m such an idiot. ❞ Addison breathes, words full of self-inflicted venom. Barely hinting the air, they still seem to fill the empty hallway, ❝ I just... wanted him to like me. ❞ He should have known better than to try. Than to believe that— Chuckling weakly, Addi brushes his bangs out of his face, ❝ I sure have great taste in guys huh? ❞ Realizing WHO he's talking to as soon as the words are out of his mouth, Addison winces before looking at Tom with a surprisingly apologetic grimace. ❝ Sorry. Uh— No offense. ❞ Not that Addison can say he's wrong. 「 ☆ 」

#burning-fcols #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴏʀ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇꜱ; ɪ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ❞ ¦ 「 Addison IC 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ; ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜɪɴᴇ ❞ ◌ ᴍᴀɪɴ ¦ 「 Addison 」 #shining-stxrs #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜱɪʟʜᴏᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇ; ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ❞ ¦ 「 Tom 」 #♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴏɴᴇʏ; ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ’ʟʟ ꜱᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙᴇᴇ ❞ ¦ 「 Addison and Tom 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ‘ᴛɪʟ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴅᴏ ᴜꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ; ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ’ʀᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘʜᴀꜱᴇ ❞ ¦ 「 RP 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ɢᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ— ❞ ¦ 「 Queue 」

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“I missed you so fucking much luv.” (for Tom and addi getting back together) -  ✩   「 @shining-stxrs 」   ✩  

「 ☆ 」 Addison would be lying is he said that he hadn't thought about this moment... Thought about it A LOT. About Tom's arms wrapped around him, holding him close in a way that no one else is allowed to. About the way their hearts would race in tandem, chests pressed against one another to share in the sensation. About the other male's face right next to his own, hot breath cascading over soft lips. Eager lips.

Ones that brush Tom's as Addi brings himself even closer.

Purring loudly, tail cheerfully swishes behind him, already large appendage appearing so much bigger thanks to his fluffed fur. Cheerful sound only grows as Addi nuzzles Tom's face with his, button nose playfully booping the Incubus's as he murmurs, ❝ I missed you too~ ❞ Breathless from the kisses they've already shared, Addi doesn't care about catching it. Too enamored by the other, he wants nothing more than for Tom to resume devouring him. They've already lost so much time since breaking up... Although it was for the best, Addi still mourns wasted opportunities.

Delicate arms wrapped around Tom's neck, a hand toys with ebony hair, twirling a strand with a dainty finger. Tail curling around, the end playfully brushes up Tom's leg. A gentle touch, juxtaposing the nip Addi gives Tom's bottom lip, not drawing blood but enough to leave a stinging reminder of his sharp fox canines. ❝ You know, it's so hot when you call me ❛ Luv ❜ ... Do it again~ ❞ He teases. 「 ☆ 」

#burning-fcols #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴏʀ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇꜱ; ɪ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ❞ ¦ 「 Addison IC 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ; ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜɪɴᴇ ❞ ◌ ᴍᴀɪɴ ¦ 「 Addison 」 #shining-stxrs #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜱɪʟʜᴏᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇ; ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ❞ ¦ 「 Tom 」 #♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴏɴᴇʏ; ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ’ʟʟ ꜱᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙᴇᴇ ❞ ¦ 「 Addison and Tom 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜱᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴍɪꜱʙᴇʜᴀᴠᴇ? ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇꜱ ❞ ¦ 「 Answer 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ɢᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ— ❞ ¦ 「 Queue 」

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✩ 「 @shining-stxrs 」 ✩ - Continued from ★

「 ☆ 」 Surprised by the others gentleness, Addison’s tense body relaxes with a pleased sigh. Melting more languidly against his not-quite-partner, Addi subconsciously slides closer. Nerves dissipate at the feeling on Tom’s careful lips, warmth blossoming in his chest and working its way to his face. Pink spreading across his fair complexion, Addi smiles into the kiss. Feeling emboldened by Tom not pushing for more, Addison decides to give that to the Incubus.

After all, it’s only a kiss… Or a few. What’s the harm?

As if a reward for Tom’s consideration, Addison’s arms ease their way around the others neck. Movements are relaxed, the fennec flowing into a more comfortable position like water. Humming contentedly into the affection, soft lips part in a tender invitation. Nimble yet submissive tongue slipping into a mouth he still knows so well despite the time they’ve spent apart. Softly moaning at the missed sensation, Addison presses his chest harder against Tom’s; the quickening pace of his heart unmistakable. Wordlessly asking— giving permission for the Incubus to hold him tighter.

Kisses bestowed upon Tom are slow yet deep, Addison’s quiet mewls of want muffled into the gentle affection. What used to be fear fading away into a sense of… right. A dangerously-intoxicating feeling, even more so now that Addi’s trust— as far as this was concerned —hadn’t been tested. Yet Addison can’t bring himself to pull away. Surrendering— at least in this moment —to the hold Tom has on him. A yearning he had thought he shed when they had broken up, Addison’s eventual whimpering showing that the passion they used to share still lingers just beneath the surface.

And he wonders if Tom still feels it too… 「 ☆ 」

#burning-fcols #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴏʀ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇꜱ; ɪ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ❞ ¦ 「 Addison IC 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ; ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜɪɴᴇ ❞ ◌ ᴍᴀɪɴ ¦ 「 Addison 」 #shining-stxrs #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜱɪʟʜᴏᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇ; ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ❞ ¦ 「 Tom 」 #♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴏɴᴇʏ; ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ’ʟʟ ꜱᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙᴇᴇ ❞ ¦ 「 Addison and Tom 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ‘ᴛɪʟ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴅᴏ ᴜꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ; ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ’ʀᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘʜᴀꜱᴇ ❞ ¦ 「 RP 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ɢᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ— ❞ ¦ 「 Queue 」

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“Why do you care? Aren’t you the one who wanted me to move on and leave you alone?” (Tom for a jealous addi) -  ✩   「 @shining-stxrs 」   ✩  

「 ☆ 」 ❝ I don't care! ❞ Addison impulsively lies, the breaking of his voice giving him away in a heartbeat. Spinning on his heel to face his ex, every fiber in his being— aside from the sinking feeling in his stomach —screams for him to fight the truthful accusation. Insisting that he'll die of embarrassment if he lets Tom believe that he still has ANY interest in him. Or that, despite being the one to repeatedly snap at the Incubus to leave him alone, Tom has managed to still hurt him.

It seems like it's been nothing but an off-and-on pattern of pain since the Incubus entered his life. Addi either desperate for Tom to be as far away as possible... or holding him tightly. One of the few people who could make Addison feel safe with a touch or word, now the fennec is at risk of crumbling from merely a look. Something Tom must be aware of. Unless he really is as emotionally-dense as Addison used to assume... Regardless, Addi can't afford to retreat. Not if he wants to cling to some semblance of pride. A fragile thing, already spiderwebbed with cracks from abuse, Addison clawing to keep it together as he spats, ❝ WHY should I care? ❞

❝ Like you said, I wanted you to leave me alone and here you are— leaving me alone! ALL alone! ❞ Sounding more like a bitter accusation than intended, tail and hair aggravatingly bristle. ❝ Because you're too busy clinging to some mangy cat, acting like a complete idiot! I mean, do you even see yourself? Do you even notice how ridiculous you look, following her around like a lovesick pup? ❞ Words fall without Addison's input, an insecure rush of insults and misdirection to try and take attention away from how his voice trembles. Needing Tom to be angry. Maybe even hurt... ANYTHING but realizing how pathetic Addison is.

How jealous.

❝ If you think I actually care about any of that, then you don't know me at all! ❞ And apparently, Addison never knew Tom... Something he had already THOUGHT once they started dating and undesirable traits came front-and-center. But now he feels himself spiraling once more. What used to be a possessive and abrasive Incubus suddenly seeming considerate and gentle and... everything he couldn't bother to be with Addison. It hardly seems fair. 「 ☆ 」

#burning-fcols #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴏʀ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇꜱ; ɪ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ❞ ¦ 「 Addison IC 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ; ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜɪɴᴇ ❞ ◌ ᴍᴀɪɴ ¦ 「 Addison 」 #shining-stxrs #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜱɪʟʜᴏᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇ; ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ❞ ¦ 「 Tom 」 #♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴏɴᴇʏ; ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ’ʟʟ ꜱᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙᴇᴇ ❞ ¦ 「 Addison and Tom 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜱᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴍɪꜱʙᴇʜᴀᴠᴇ? ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇꜱ ❞ ¦ 「 Answer 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ɢᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ— ❞ ¦ 「 Queue 」

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“What is he your new boyfriend or something? I honestly thought you had better taste than that.” shining-stxrs (Tom @ addison about aiden) -  ✩   「 @shining-stxrs 」   ✩

「 ☆ 」 Oh joy... If it isn't one of the last people he wanted to see. Only beaten by the women who used to experiment on him and the Authorities who would take Addison back to that terrible place if they knew it was where he came from. Which isn't that hard of a list to overcome, so Tom snags third place without even seeming to try. Hair and fur bristling in tandem at the incubus's voice, thick accent entices a shudder of disgust rather than the shiver of delight it used to. Nose scrunched and bottom lip puckered in an unintentionally-adorable pout, he SLAMS his locker shut.

Pale cheeks painted pink he turns around with a huff, aiming a glare over his shoulder at his ex. ❝ Why am I not surprised you're acting like this? ❞ Addi sarcastically quips, starting to walk away despite fully expecting to be followed. Tom never was good at taking a hint... Or a blatant ❛ leave me alone ❜. Growling under his breath, Addison rolls his eyes and hugs himself, looking away from the Incubus as if that would hide the telling blush overtaking his face, ❝ Not that it's any of your business but— he's just a friend. ❞

Wincing at the disappointment tinging his soft tone, this unwanted show of vulnerability further stokes the fennec's anger. Tersely, he adds through gritted teeth, ❝ YOU of all people should know I have terrible taste in boyfriends. ❞ 「 ☆ 」

#(( *puts this Before addi and aiden are a Thing* )) #burning-fcols #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴏʀ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇꜱ; ɪ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ❞ ¦ 「 Addison IC 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ; ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜɪɴᴇ ❞ ◌ ᴍᴀɪɴ ¦ 「 Addison 」 #shining-stxrs #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜱɪʟʜᴏᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇ; ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ❞ ¦ 「 Tom 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜱᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴍɪꜱʙᴇʜᴀᴠᴇ? ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇꜱ ❞ ¦ 「 Answer 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ɢᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ— ❞ ¦ 「 Queue 」