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Discord thread featuring: Roman and 聽@aaronhart93
When:聽January 10th
Mentions: @quentindelancret
Description: Aaron comes to Roman鈥檚 apartment after they all have a massive fight with Quentin. They tell each other i love you for the first time.
Trigger Warnings: feely goods and drama.
Aaron
Aaron had really been trying to hold back tears all morning. Really because he鈥檇 had Des most of the morning before dropping her off at her off at a friend鈥檚 house for a play date. The last thing he wanted Des to see was her dad crying. Even if he know that was toxic, he needed to be her rock. And for some reason he was comfortable showing weakness around her. Around anyone really. But he couldn鈥檛 be alone right now. He felt empty, yet full of pain and anxiety at the same time. Landon was mad at him...and he knew why. But Quentin? He couldn鈥檛 quite put his finger on it. Aaron finally found a parking space on Roman鈥檚 block and made his way up to his apartment. He was shaking for some reason. He hadn鈥檛 spoken about any of this out loud yet, and feared that if he didn鈥檛 he鈥檇 break down. 鈥淗ey, Ro. Are you okay?鈥 He asked immediately
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Roman had been having a rough time, which was understandable he guessed. He had a lot of issues he needed to learn how to deal with as an adult, and he hated that he was bringing down the ones closest to him in the process. He wasn鈥檛 sure what was going on with Quentin, but he knew Aaron was having a hard time as well, so as soon as he answered the door, Roman pulled the smaller in for a hug. He didn鈥檛 need to answer his question right away, he just wanted Aaron to know he was here, and everything was okay. 鈥淚鈥檓 fine. I鈥檓 so sorry.鈥 The actor turned to bury his face against the younger鈥檚 neck.
Aaron
Aaron has to remind himself not to break down and to stay strong for Roman. It was the whole reason he wasn鈥檛 completely honest about how he was feeling after his fight with Landon. He knew he would take it far too personally and somehow get it in his head that it was his fault. Aaron eagerly embraced his boyfriend, leaning in to pressed his forehead into his shoulder. He took a shaky breath before speaking into his shirt. 鈥淒on鈥檛 be. None of this is your fault.鈥 He told him, squeezing onto him even tighter.
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Roman believed whole heartedly that Aaron didn鈥檛 think any of this was his fault, but it was hard to feel that way when something he鈥檇 done had kicked off this chain of events. 鈥淒o you want a drink before we head to Q? We can take a car, no need to drive.鈥 He offered while pulling back to place his hands on Aaron鈥檚 shoulders with a squeeze. His eyes were darting over his boyfriend鈥檚 face, trying to gauge whether he was gonna be okay or not. He really was worried about Aaron鈥檚 state of mind.
Aaron
As Roman put his hands on his shoulders, Aaron rested his hands on the small of the older鈥檚 back and took a deep breathe. He looked over into the man鈥檚 emerald eyes and got lost, only for a second. He was stupidly in love with him. So in love to the point that he had to remind himself to breathe when he looked at him. He took a sharp breathe in as he reached up to swipe the far of his thumb across Roman鈥檚 cheekbones. His face remained solemn, and his eyes looked sad. 鈥淵eah I could use a drink.鈥 He admitted, frowning a bit because he thought it was a little pathetic.
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Roman nodded, and then grabbed Aaron鈥檚 hand to pull him over towards his tiny kitchen. This place was super nice for the price, but it was a lot smaller than his last place, which was only a slight adjustment. Roman had lived in a shoe box sized placed in Tokyo, so it鈥檚 not like he could really complain. 鈥淗elp yourself. I鈥檒l get you a glass of ice.鈥 Ro opened up his 鈥渓iquor cabinet鈥 which was really just a few shelves next to the fridge, and then made Aaron a small glass of ice. 鈥淭hings are going to be okay. Maybe it鈥檒l take some time...but everything will be fine.鈥 He leaned in to place a kiss on his boyfriend鈥檚 temple.
Aaron
Aaron squeezed onto Roman鈥檚 hand almost codependently as he led him to the small kitchen. He let go, only to grab the bottle of Tito鈥檚 from the cabinet and pour himself a small glass of vodka on the rocks. The businessman looked at his feet. He took a big swig and set the glass back down with a heavy sigh before roman kissed and reminded him that everything was going to be okay. That caused him to let out another shaky breath. He hesitated only for a moment before he clutched onto the actor鈥檚 collar like his life depended on it. He finally looked up and into his eyes once more. 鈥淚 love you, Roman.鈥 He told him, knowing full well that this was the first time he was actually saying it out loud.
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Roman looked a little worried when Aaron let out a shaky breath, and grabbed onto his shirt. The actor immediately grasped Aaron鈥檚 elbows, brows furrowed as he tried to figure out if the smaller was gonna be okay. But, then he was saying he loved him, and it felt like his heart was going to pound out of his chest. He鈥檇 never seen Aaron so vulnerable, and in turn, he鈥檇 never felt so open himself. 鈥淚 love you, too.鈥 He lifted a hand to cup the other鈥檚 jaw, painted nail swiping just under Aaron鈥檚 eye on the peak of his cheekbone. 鈥淵ou know I do.鈥 The barista鈥檚 voice was low and gravely as he tilted his head, gaze still focused on his boyfriend鈥檚 face. 鈥淎re you okay?鈥
Aaron
Aaron couldn鈥檛 help but crack a smile when he heard Roman tell him he loved him in that deep, raspy voice. Wow, he could hear him say that all day long. 聽He knew that was how he felt, but hearing him say it out loud gave him the feeling a safety and security that he needed all day. He let up on his shirt and nodded. 鈥淵eah I know.鈥 He thought on his question. He could lie, and try to protect Roman. That hadn鈥檛 gone very well for him in the past though and it was pretty obvious that Aaron wasn鈥檛 okay anyway. Bedsides, he trusted Roman. And this was what boyfriends did. Lean on each other. He wasn鈥檛 going to shit down like Q did today. Ro didn鈥檛 deserve that from him too. 鈥淣o.鈥 He admitted, once again looking at his feet after taking another swig of vodka. 鈥淟andon hates me. Literally. He doesn鈥檛 want to be my friend anymore. 聽Which makes me sick to my stomach. And Quentin...I鈥檓 sure you鈥檙e feeling the same way.鈥
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鈥淟andon doesn鈥檛 hate you.鈥 Roman made sure to say first, because he knew Landon, and he didn鈥檛 hate anyone, especially not Aaron. He was just a bit dramatic, like Roman could be, and he was acting out on his anger. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e his best friend. He鈥檚 hurt right now, and doesn鈥檛 know how to deal with it other than anger. He鈥檒l come around.鈥 Ro placed a hand on the smaller鈥檚 chest, and tried to give him a sympathetic expression without looking like he was feeling sorry for Aaron. The man had every right to be upset right now, and he honestly had no idea what was going on with Quentin right now. 鈥淚 wish I knew what to do at this point, but I鈥檓 genuinely at a loss.鈥
Aaron
Aaron really didn鈥檛 believe Roman鈥檚 words even if Roman thought they were true. 鈥淵eah. Maybe.鈥 Aaron muttered. He attempted to give Roman a convincing smile, but the smile didn鈥檛 reach his eyes. Aaron gripped the decorated hand that was on his chest with one hand and poured himself another drink. He felt his throat tighten because Aaron was also at a total and completely loss. 鈥淢e too. I don鈥檛 want to lose him. I can鈥檛 lose either of you.鈥 He admitted, once again rest his forehead on the taller male鈥檚 shoulder. 鈥淧lease don鈥檛 leave me.鈥 He muttered. He could feel his phone vibrating in his pocket. He knew it was Quentin without even looking. When he opened his phone to look at the picture Q had texted them, his heart dropped. 鈥淗oly shit.鈥 He turned the phone to show his boyfriend. 鈥淲e should go.鈥
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Roman felt terrible that Aaron was begging him not to leave, because he would never want to make the smaller feel like he needed to worry about that. 鈥淚鈥檓 not going anywhere.鈥 Ro pulled out his own phone to look when Q texted him, but after several back and forths, he quickly realized this wasn鈥檛 going to go quite the way they wanted it to. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know that he wants us there honestly.鈥 The barista sighed, and then reached to pour himself a glass of vodka before taking back half. He鈥檇 been drinking on and off all day, which he knew wasn鈥檛 the best decision, but it鈥檚 not like he felt like stopping now, not when Q was being like this. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 understand why he does this...pushes us away.鈥 He shook his head, closing his eyes before taking back another few gulps.
Aaron
Aaron kept drinking. Glass after glass. He could honestly barely feel a buzz. Or maybe he was just that numb. Getting drunk was not what they needed for this relationship right now, but it seemed to be the only way the two knew how to cope with this right now. Aaron finally sat his phone down. He couldn鈥檛 take the back and forth, and he wasn鈥檛 sure what Quentin wanted. 鈥淚 know...I know.鈥 Aaron sighed. The protective Aaron Hart needed to go the the hospital to be there with him and to make sure that the doctors and nurses were doing everything they could to help him. 鈥淢e either...But I can鈥檛 let him sit there by himself. I鈥檓 going. You can stay here if you want and I鈥檒l be back in a few hours.鈥 He pulled out his phone to call his car service and simultaneously held back tears.
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鈥淚鈥檓 not going to let you go alone. I want to go see him too, I jus鈥...I鈥檓 scared.鈥 He admitted while looking over the smaller male, his arms now crossing across his chest as he felt the alcohol start to really hit him. 鈥淲hat if he ends this?鈥 Normally Roman was the optimist, the one in the dynamic that was going to forgive and forget, say that everything was gonna be okay, especially when the other person was down. He wanted to be that for Aaron right now, but he鈥檇 also never felt this nervous before. He was anxious, and had spent so much time investing himself into this throuple, he didn鈥檛 want it to end.
Aaron
Aaron felt his heart tighten. He didn鈥檛 think about Quentin ending this. Not now. Not yet at least. This was something that they could get over right? Aaron had just gotten them both, and he couldn鈥檛 lose one of them. 鈥淚鈥檓 scared too but...Don鈥檛 think about that. Not yet, Roman.鈥 He told him, gripping onto his hand and kissing the back of his palm. He finished his drink. He wasn鈥檛 nearly buzzed enough, but it would do for now. They wouldn鈥檛 let them back into the hospital if they realer of booze anyway. His phone buzzed 鈥 his driver telling him that he was downstairs. 鈥淵ou can stay here if you want.鈥 He reminded him as he was grabbing his coat.
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Roman took in a deep breath, and then went along with what Aaron was saying. He needed to get it together, and be of sound mind. He鈥檇 been a little too off the rails lately, and Ro honestly wouldn鈥檛 be surprised if this had been his fault thanks to his little day drinking episode. If he would have just stayed at work, maybe none of this would happen. Maybe he wouldn鈥檛 have talked to Landon, and Landon wouldn鈥檛 have gotten mad at Aaron. 鈥淣o, let鈥檚 go.鈥 Getting home later though, after all the arguing in the group text when they left, Roman couldn鈥檛 help but immediately run to get his stash of weed. He needed something to calm him down, and he knew Aaron would as well. 鈥淗ave a seat. I鈥檓 gonna get my bong.鈥
Aaron
Aaron the hospital was exhausting. Aaron pretty much spent the entire time arguing with the doctors and nurses to make sure that he was getting all the right answers. On top of that, the text message fights as soon as the paid left the hospital left Aaron completely emotional drained. Aaron toed off his shoes and kicked them into the corner when they got back to Roman鈥檚 apartment. He quickly called the parent Des was having a sleepover 聽with to check in on her before plopping onto Roman鈥檚 bed like a noodle. 鈥淲eed please.鈥 He groaned. He鈥檇 yet to cry in front of Roman today, but based on the way his phone was buzzing he didn鈥檛 think that that would last much longer. 鈥淲hy can I shake the feeling that I鈥檝e done something wrong?鈥 He asked Roman once he returned with the bong.
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Roman let out a deep sigh as he sank down onto the couch beside his boyfriend, loading up the bowl of his bong before passing it to Aaron with a lighter. He needed it first, and of course Roman was gonna take care of him. 鈥淚 know. I feel the same way. I thought we were doing what just came natural, I鈥檓 not sure what鈥檚 going on with Q. I feel like this is just a lot of his insecurities that he doesn鈥檛 know what to do with. I have them too, and I react by drinking.鈥 Roman barely even realized he鈥檇 said that outloud at first, and then cleared his throat. 鈥淎nyway, we all have our vices.鈥
Aaron
Aaron picked himself up enough so that he was sitting up when Roman came back with the bong. He grabbed that and the lighter and too a rip, of course, coughing up a lung when he did. He didn't know why hw was surprised at Roman's words. It was interesting because Aaron reacted in the same way - he grabbed the bottle. That had always been what he did starting when he dad passed away; that was when things started getting hard. "Me too." He told Roman, passing the bong and the lighter back to him.
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Roman took the bong from the other male, more than ready to take a few good hits off of it in confidence that he would feel so much better after. This was strong weed, it didn鈥檛 take much. 鈥淯gh, this is great weed.鈥 He complimented himself before passing the bong back to Aaron, his eyes lingering on him only for a moment until he felt the need to reach out and rub a hand over the smaller鈥檚 back. 鈥淚 promise everythin鈥 is gonna be okay. Alright? I know it is.鈥 Maybe if he said it enough, he would believe it. 鈥淲e still have so much to be thankful for.鈥
Aaron
Aaron took the bong from Roman was so unsure if he was going to take another hit after he practically coughed up a lung mere moments ago. Aaron didn鈥檛 smoke often, but he could certainly attest to the fact that Roman鈥檚 weed was some of the best weed that he鈥檚 had. Aaron closed his eyes at the feeling of Roman鈥檚 strong hand on his back. He leaned his head on his shoulder, and finally...he cried. This was his first time crying in front Roman...which only made him cry even more. He set the bong down and turned to wrap his arms around the taller and snuggle his head into his shoulder to let out a big sob.
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Roman was a little taken off guard when Aaron seemed to crumble in front of him. He was the strongest person. He knew, and now it was fine to catch the pieces. Everyone needed to have a moment. Ro understood that all to well. He simply wrapped his arms around the smaller and held him close, several kisses now being placed against his forehead to reassure, and comforted. 鈥淚 love you, Aaron.鈥 The actor said simply, knowing it might not be enough, but he 聽sure hoped it would be.
Aaron
This was something that Aaron was most certainly going to regret in the morning. But for some reason, he felt a lot of comfort being in Roman鈥檚 arms right now. So he just let himself cry for a few minutes. He was stronger than was Aaron had initially thought and it was comforting being held by his strong, yet loving arms. 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry....I thought this was all going to make me happy. Like...us happy. Why have I wanted to cry all damn day?鈥 He sniffled, finally raising his head from Roman鈥檚 shoulder to look at him.
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Roman frowned, pressing his lips together as he just stared at his boyfriend. He wished he had an answer for him, something he could say that would make this all make sense. 聽Right now, it just felt like they鈥檇 been hit by a tornado out of nowhere, without any warning, and now they were supposed to pick up the pieces and start over. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 want you to cry all the time.鈥 Roman sighed, and then reached to hand the smaller the bong once more. That was all he knew to do in this situation. 鈥淚 promise, it鈥檚 really good weed. One more hit.鈥滼anuary 12, 2021
Aaron
Aaron actually laughed with Roman told him to take another hit. Maybe that was exactly what he needed. One good cry. Just to get everything out of his system. He鈥檇 wake up in the morning and everything would feel real again, but right now he could just focus on him and Roman...and his amazing weed. 鈥淥kay.鈥 He sniffled one last night, allowing himself to smile. He grabbed the bong and the lighter and took a big rip, which he knew was going to put him on his ass in mere seconds. He handed the piece back to Roman. He smiled over at the actor. 鈥淥ne more hit.鈥 He encouraged him playfully. Really he was joking because he knew Roman didn鈥檛 need much convincing.
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Roman at least was smiling now, because it felt like Aaron was starting to come back around. He really fucking loved that smile, and would pay just about anything to see it often. Felt pretty damn lucky he was experiencing it for free. 鈥淥kay okay, one more hit!鈥 Roman acted like it was a chore, as if he wasn鈥檛 going to do this already. The actor took one last hit off his bong. Taking it, and blowing it out like a champ when he was done, followed by giggles. Yeah, he was definitely high, and his boyfriend looked really hot. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e ridiculously good looking. Y鈥檏now that?鈥
Aaron
Roman really did have a way of always being able to make Aaron smile...get him out of that tough exterior. He really was a big mush on the inside, and only a few people knew that. Aaron laughed along with Roman. He wasn鈥檛 really sure why he was laughing or why he couldn鈥檛 stop. He just kept laughing until Roman complimented him, which actually made him blush a little bit. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 really something coming from the hottest man on the planet.鈥 He gushed before pulling him in by the collar and giving him a sweet kiss.
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Roman shook his head, both of them knowing that Ro definitely didn鈥檛 see himself that way. He didn鈥檛 think he was ugly by any means, but hottest man on the planet? That definitely wasn鈥檛 possibly. 鈥淥h, stop.鈥 He giggled one again, the level of high in which everything seemed funny, and he couldn鈥檛 stop laughing. Man, that kiss really did help to distract him though. He leaned in for another one, this time making it last a little longer as he licked into Aaron鈥檚 mouth with a hum.
Aaron
Aaron continued laughing on Roman's lips a bit before his laugh turned into soft sigh as he melted into Roman's kiss. Aaron flicked his tongue into Roman's mouth and ran his hand through the long hair on the back from Roman's neck. It was intimate moments like this that Aaron was going to have to get used to again. He found it hard to believe that he was in a relationship now, considering 6 months ago he vowed he wasn't going to do that again anytime soon. He couldn't help it though...he was too in love to fight it anymore.
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Roman fisted his hands in Aaron鈥檚 collar as he pulled him closer, and on top of him while he laid back on the couch. There was just something about having Aaron look over him that always made the actor鈥檚 heart beat faster. He felt so solid, and smelled so good, god Roman just wanted to drown in him. 鈥淢mmm...Aaron...鈥 Roman managed to hum as soon as he turned his head to catch his breath. 鈥淟ike I said...this is amazing weed.鈥 He chuckled, and turned to look up at his boyfriend.
Aaron
Something about the weed made him horny as fuck. Or maybe it was the fact that Roman looked so god damn fuckable right now. There was still a hint of alcohol on his lips from earlier that Aaron could taste. He practically fell on top of Roman and pressed their bodies together. He cupped each of his checks as he moaned on his lips, swiping the fat of his thumbs of his cheekbones. He snuck into the kiss as he became more and more desperate for him. 鈥淩oman.鈥 He moaned deeply.
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Roman was relieved when Aaron finally tackled him, and began kissing him, exactly what he wanted. Ro loved snogging, probably his top favorite way to be affectionate, and he was very much interested in being able to do this all night, if that ever becomes necessary. 鈥淢mmm, yeah baby?鈥 He asked the other male, eyes heavy lidded as he looked up at the smaller. 鈥淔eelin鈥 some kinda way?鈥 He teased, smirking with dimples deep in his cheeks beyond his control while his arms snaked around his lover to pull him closer
Aaron
Aaron let Roman pull him in closer towards him. He easily sunk into him then took the actor's bottom lip between his teeth. He let out a low growl. "You always make me feel some kind of way." He rasped, before pulling away slightly to look down at him for a few moments. His blue eyes grazed over every inch of his face and he gazed at him with an adoring look. He smiled softly, a rush of absolute bliss flowing through his body. He almost almost forgot what a terrible day he'd had. "I love you." He kissed him again with both love and lust.January 13, 2021
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Roman allowed the kiss to go on for a few minutes before his fingers were running through the other man鈥檚 thick hair, grabbing onto it, and forcing him to pull back and look at him. 鈥淚 love you, too. Everything鈥檚 gonna be okay. Yeah?鈥 He tried to assure the smaller, because even though they were having a moment of mushyness, didn鈥檛 mean there weren鈥檛 still endless doubts in that beautiful head. 鈥淓verything happens for a reason, and I鈥檓 glad we all ended up together.鈥 The actor looked up at his boyfriend while grazing his fingers over the side of the smaller鈥檚 face, searching his eyes before he was one again joining their lips, and kissing Aaron slowly.
Aaron
Aaron needed Roman's constant reassurance. He wasn't exactly an optimistic like Roman and Aaron tended to take things 0 to 100. Whether it was about his favorite restaurant or fearing for his relationship. He got a bit dramatic sometimes. Hearing Roman tell him that everything was going to be okay was just was he needed to feel at least a little better. "Okay," His eyes darkened as he looked down at Roman. He could feel the taller's breath on his skin. "Mm...me too." He muttered before sinking down onto his lips again. They were kissing so slowly that Aaron thought he could feel every nerve on his lips.
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Warm. Roman felt warm. The weed was starting to ignite his senses, resulting in this kiss, and the weight of Aaron leaning against him, feel even more amazing. He felt floaty, sensitive, in the BEST way, to the point he was smiling against his boyfriend鈥檚 lips. 鈥淭his is good,鈥 he started, but then focused on another kiss for a second. 鈥 鈥 weed.鈥 He finished, turquoise painted nails now grazing up through the sides of Aaron鈥檚 hair, scratching his scalp in a way he knew drive the younger wild. Ro was pretty OCD when it came to several areas in his life, and one of them was observing people to the point of learning what they liked, and disliked. It came in handy for his lovers, especially his boyfriends. He was generous, and got off on pleasing others. What a gift. Roman thought about mentioning that he could kiss Aaron for hours, but pulling his lips away right now seemed like the worst compromise. Instead he just massaged his tongue against the other鈥檚, and moaned into his mouth.January 14, 2021
Aaron
Aaron鈥檚 body felt wavy and his eye felt heavy. He couldn鈥檛 really focus on anything else right now except kissing his boyfriend. This kiss didn鈥檛 feel like they was battling for dominance in any way, or like they were they were dying to get each other鈥檚 clothes off. This was a big, cheesy romantic kiss that made Aaron鈥檚 body light up like a firework. Roman could kiss like nobody else. He could make the person he was with feel like the most important person in the world. The only person in the world sometimes. Which was exactly how Aaron felt right now. It was just Roman and Aaron existing and no one else. Aaron had no idea how long they were actually kissing for 鈥 he was too caught up in the emotion of it all to bother keeping track of how long they were making out. 鈥淟et鈥檚 go to bed and fall asleep holding each other.鈥 He whispered.January 15, 2021
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Roman smirked lightly when he heard his boyfriend鈥檚 suggestion, pulling back so that he could see him a little better from this angle. He didn鈥檛 even answer right away, instead just pushing his hand through the smaller鈥檚 hair while he admired him for a moment. 鈥淭hat sounds amazing. You should let me read to you until you get sleepy.鈥 Roman suggested, something they鈥檇 never done before, but it sounded kind of cute. He could imagine himself holding Aaron against his chest while reading some classic love poems, or a short fable. It was something kids were used to hearing from their parents, but who said you had to grow out of bedtime stories?
Aaron
Aaron was not expecting Roman to ask him to read to him. It would be a nice change of pace, considering the fact that he was always the one to do the reading when it came to tucking Des in every night. His blue eyes lit up before pecking him sweetly on the lips once more. "I'd love that. As long as it's not Little Red Riding Hood again." He chuckled. "She asks me to read that every other night now." He crawled off of the taller and grabbed his hand to lead him over to the bedroom. "What are you going to read me?" He asked a bit childishly as he crawled into bed.
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Roman smirked as he watched his boyfriend crawl into bed, turning to look through his books until he landed on one he thought might be nice to read aloud to the other. 鈥淚 dunno. Trying to find something good.鈥 He鈥檇 never really done this before, reading to a lover, especially not a book of love poems. But, these were his favorite, a compilation of some of the most amazing classic love sonnets of all time. The barista crawled into bed next to the younger once he was satisfied with his choice, and wrapped an arm around the smaller鈥檚 shoulders to hold him close while he read. "Then there's the two of us. This word is far too short for us, it has only four letters, too sparse to fill those deep bare vacuums between the stars that press on us with their deafness. It's not love we don't wish to fall into, but that fear. This word is not enough but it will have to do. It's a single vowel in this metallic silence, a mouth that says O again and again in wonder and pain, a breath, a finger grip on a cliffside. You can hold on or let go." He read softly while to press his cheek against the side of Aaron鈥檚 head.January 20, 2021
Aaron
Aaron didn't hesitate to snuggle into his boyfriend once he picked out a story. Something cute and romantic. Honestly though? Aaron really couldn't care less about what story it was. Even if it was Little Red Riding Hood or something that he'd heard a million times over. It would be so much better and he'd enjoy every minute of it when it was coming out of Roman's mouth. He could listen to that man's deep voice every day for the rest of his life and not complain about it once. The businessman held onto the barista tightly and snuggled into his cheek. He closed his eyes and hummed contently as Roman read the words out to him. It sounded to poetic coming out of Roman's mouth and he wasn't sure if that was him being biased or if Roman really was that talented. "You should read me to sleep everyday. Damn." He mumbled sleepishly.
饾悜饾惃饾惁饾悮饾惂 鉁
Roman looked pretty proud of himself when Aaron seemed to be completely content with the older reading him to bed. He both looked, and sounded like he could fall asleep at any second, so Roman kissed his boyfriend鈥檚 head, and turned the page. 鈥淗ere鈥檚 a classic. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight for the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use in my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose with my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.鈥 Roman gently closed the book of poems, and leaned over to press his cheek to Aaron鈥檚 temple. 鈥淚 love you.鈥 He whispered.
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conformi2 years ago
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Renzo Piano, Pinacoteca Giovanni e Marella Agnelli, Lingotto, Torino, Italy, 2002 VS Marcel Breuer, Begrisch Hall, New York University, New York, USA, 1956-61
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newamericanaroleplaya year ago
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鈥淪HE HAD STARS IN HER EYES AND MERCURY ON HER HIPS.鈥
N A M E 聽鈫 Ayla Demir
S T A T U S 聽鈫 鈽呪槄鈽呪槄
A G E 聽鈫 30
PRONOUNS 聽鈫 she / her
N E I G H B O R H O O D 聽鈫 Upper East Side
O C C U P A T I O N 聽鈫 Actress / Influencer
TRIGGERS:
P A S T 聽鈫
Ayla Demir was born in a small town within turkey to a teenage mother who fell in love with a man who fed her dreams and wishes. A rich older man who had promised to support the younger woman after he would leave his wife, which she quickly found out would not happen. In fact, the only money he鈥檇 given her was enough to get an abortion. Out of spite, Ayla鈥檚 mother kept the money and the child in the hope that he would feel differently once their baby was born. Unsurprisingly, the male cut all contact with his mistress and left the single mother to fend for herself. While already impoverished, she feared what little life she could provide for her newborn. 聽In desperation, the young single mother sought out the company of those she could find on the other end of her cell phone. Her search was specific 鈥 a rich man who lived in a more fortunate part of the world. Someone who would give her the life she鈥檇 been promised, for both herself and her daughter.
At the age of three years old, Ayla stepped onto a plane with her mother and left the only home they had known to meet a rich man. While she was too young to put the pieces together, things started to shift when the little girl enrolled in school. If the language barrier wasn鈥檛 difficult enough, she was faced by constant abuse from the children who noted how old her 鈥榝ather鈥 was. Such relentless comments only grew with time to the point that she began to despise both set of parents. Around the age of seven, Ayla had been placed in the care of countless nannies while both her mother and step father travelled. As a rich man and mail order bride/trophy wife who never worked 鈥 they chose that they would spend their next few years seeing the world. That often meant that Ayla was left to her own devices inside of a mansion far larger than any other on the block. While she lost the attention of her parents, that of her peers only grew once she could offer a place for them to party.
With time, the endless partying and empty phone calls from her parents had grown old, Ayla had chosen that the best way to get back to her mother was to leave them as they had her. Therefore, the brunette left New-York and enrolled in school in California. With her trust fund in hand, she packed herself a bag and left with a mere letter for her mother to find upon her returns. Unsurprisingly, it had taken her mother a month to reach out and demand her address. While she had hoped for the distance to make her mother miss her, she felt even more distanced from her. Therefore, it was time for her to begin her own life. While her studies in art went well, the brunette kept some spare time outside of school and her boyfriend and audition for movies and tv shows. At first it had started as a plot for revenge against her mother who had always wanted her own lavish lifestyle, but along the way, Ayla had begun to adore the process.
However, in the midst of a large breakup, unbeknownst to Ayla, she would land the role of a lifetime. Not that her attention was anywhere other than being faced with a decision that was forced upon her. With a shattered heart, Ayla was pushed to say good bye to her boyfriend who had decided to enlist. While anger was at the forefront of her emotions, she understood the notion of dreams and how she could not stand in the way of his. Rather it had been the sudden decision that had angered her, and what still weighted heavily upon her chest. In the end, Ayla was left with a sense of worry as she was faced with the fact that there was a large possibility that she would never see him again. Religiously, she kept up with the news on the war during her downtime between the tv show she鈥檇 landed.
P R E S E N T 聽鈫
With a few roles under her belt, Ayla is a well known names within the business. Though she has a few upcoming projects, the young actress has chosen to have some down time to spend in new-york city with her family. While she splits her time between the big apple and California when shooting for a film, she鈥檚 in the process of rekindling a relationship with her mother. Now that money is barely a worry to the girl, she has chosen to help her mother with whatever desires she may need in the hope that her mother will realize she has little need for the elderly man at her side. Nevertheless, she knows it鈥檚 a battle she鈥檚 likely to lose given how her mother has nestled herself in her husband鈥檚 will. In the end, Ayla has only ever wanted the love of her mother and would go beyond any limits in order to keep it.聽
P E R S O N A L I T Y 聽鈫
+ charming, loyal, honest, reliable
- stubborn, blunt, impulsive, materialistic
AYLA DEMIR聽( Melisa Pamuk ) is written by J ( she / her 鈫 EST )
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nyc-blacklist5 months ago
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Betrice Maycroft
This just in:聽Betrice Maycroft has found herself on New York City鈥檚 Blacklist. Please do humble her with an ask or two, she鈥檚 ready for anons!
See you soon, Bee!
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liaisonshq2 years ago
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ASK MEME MONDAY: 003
This week鈥檚 Ask Meme Monday gets into the nitty-gritty details of your characters -- some of these questions are really hard! Be prepared to get suspect.
Reblog this post if you want people to send you prompts. And remember 鈥 if you want to receive asks, make sure to send some to your fellow members to keep it fair. Question prompts can be found below the cut. Have fun, everyone!
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1. What鈥檚 their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything? 2. Do they have any titles? How did they get them? 3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What鈥檚 a bad memory? 4. What is their relationship with their parents? What鈥檚 a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents? 5. Do they have any siblings? What鈥檚 their names? What is their relationship with them? Has their relationship changed since they were kids to adults? 6. What were they like at school? Did they enjoy it? Did they finish? What level of higher education did they reach? What subjects did they enjoy? Which did they hate? 7. Did they have lots of friends as a child? Did they keep any of their childhood friends into adulthood? 8. Did they have pets as a child? Do they have pets as an adult? Do they like animals? 9. Do animals like them? Do they get on well with animals? 10. Do they like children? Do children like them? Do they have or want any children? What would they be like as a parent? Or as a godparent/babysitter/ect? 11. Do they have any special diet requirements? Are they a vegetarian? Vegan? Have any allergies? 12. What is their favourite food? 13. What is their least favourite food? 14. Do they have any specific memories of food/a restaurant/meal? 15. Are they good at cooking? Do they enjoy it? What do others think of their cooking? 16. Do they collect anything? What do they do with it? Where do they keep it? 17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? What do they do with their photos? 18. What鈥檚 their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else 19. What鈥檚 their least favourite genres? 20. Do they like musicals? Music in general? What do they do when they鈥檙e favourite song comes? 21. Do they have a temper? Are they patient? What are they like when they do lose their temper? 22. What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone鈥檚 back? 23. Do they have a good memory? Short term or long term? Are they good with names? Or faces? 24. What is their sleeping pattern like? Do they snore? What do they like to sleep on? A soft or hard mattress? 25. What do they find funny? Do they have a good sense of humour? Are they funny themselves? 26. How do they act when they鈥檙e happy? Do they sing? Dance? Hum? Or do they hide their emotions? 27. What makes them sad? Do they cry regularly? Do they cry openly or hide it? What are they like they are sad? 28. What is their biggest fear? What in general scares them? How do they act when they鈥檙e scared? 29. What do they do when they find out someone else鈥檚 fear? Do they tease them? Or get very over protective? 30. Do they exercise? Regularly? Or only when forced? What do they act like pre-work out and post-work out? 31. Do they drink? What are they like drunk? What are they like hungover? How do they act when other people are drunk or hungover? Kind or teasing? 32. What do they dress like? What sorta shops do they buy clothes from? Do they wear the fashion that they like? What do they wear to sleep? Do they wear makeup? What鈥檚 their hair like? 33. What underwear do they wear? Boxers or briefs? Lacey? Comfy granny panties? 34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body? 35. What鈥檚 their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure? 36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing? 37. Do they like to read? Are they a fast or slow reader? Do they like poetry? Fictional or non fiction? 38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had? 39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging? 40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert? 41. What鈥檚 their sexuality? What do they find attractive? Physically and mentally? What do they like/need in a relationship? 42. What are their goals? What would they sacrifice anything for? What is their secret ambition? 43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people? 44. What is their favourite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most? 45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves? 46. Do they make a good first impression? Does their first impression reflect them accurately? How do they introduce themselves? 47. How do they act in a formal occasion? What do they think of black tie wear? Do they enjoy fancy parties and love to chit chat or loathe the whole event? 48. Do they enjoy any parties? If so what kind? Do they organise the party or just turn up? How do they act? What if they didn鈥檛 want to go but were dragged along by a friend? 49. What is their most valued object? Are they sentimental? Is there something they have to take everywhere with them? 50. If they could only take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? What do they consider their essentials?
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nyc-blacklist5 months ago
this rp looks so good! can you reserve a michael clifford fc for max, please? i鈥檓 writing up an app now!
Absolutely, Anon! Can't wait to read your app - and with an FC that we have so much love for. See you soon!
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