Soapy Land
Thread Topic: Soapy Land
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(That's your decision but good luck
I can tell)
Drake suddenly flew back as well, but managed to catch himself much better than Ro. He hadn't hit his head, so the first thing he worried about was the younger. "...Ro! Ro? Are you okay?"
"Don't you what me. f---er! Most people would-- you know, how about you check the window? Check the window, Ray." -
(Papa y u no believe in me
I love Arcelio so much)
Of course, he didn't answer, as he had hit his head hard enough to be knocked unconscious. The truck started moving again.
"..Oh." Rayson turned, looking out the window. It took him a moment, but he could make out Arcelio's figure in the car below. "Arcelio, just.. Look, it's not.. Oh, God, give me two minutes and I'll be down there." He hung up, turning to Anthony. "I really gotta go, man. Sorry." With that, he grabbed his pants, hurrying down the stairs while trying to put them on. -
(I dont believe in my choices
Me too ouo)
Drake whimpered when Rosario didn't answer him. He got down on his hands and knees, and started crawling around the trailer. "Boo? Boo, please answer me."
Arcelio rolled his eyes, and shoved his phone in his pocket. The baby in his lap began to stir again, hands waving around and mouth puckering. -
(Your choices legit made me think you're one of the most beautiful and brave people bc you were in foster care(?) and then you got to England and are/were in uni and now your trans and you're mostly sure of yourself and you're not afraid of what others think but you know about the tough side of life Papa you are legit perf
this is gonna be fun)
Rosario's head had cut pretty badly on a nail, and there was a lot of blood, streaming towards the back of the van.
It took him three minutes to get to the car, shutting the door, buttoning his shirt up. After confirming that Ellie was asleep in the back, he turned his attention to Arcelio. "We didn't even do anything, babe." -
(Still I just I feel like I'm probably a giant f--- up just in general you know
Ooh yas)
The first thing Drake felt was the warm, hot liquid, and when he took a deep breath, he realized it was blood. "Oh, Boo, Boo," he cried, and had no choice but to cover his hands in blood as he frantically followed the trail back to Rosario's limp form. "Baby," he said, quietly, picking him up and pulling him to his chest. "Wake up, please."
Arcelio decided to busy himself with Gus. He brushed back the child's thin hair, kissed his forehead, in general ignored Rayson altogether. -
(But you are the most amazing and perf f--- up I have ever met I mean
dude you're amazing and I love you a lot and you're great)
Rosario was out cold, but the blood was stopping pretty quickly. At that moment, though, the van stopped again, and the man opened the back up after a couple of minutes. "..What the hell? s---. Alright, look. We gotta get on my bosses jet, and I'll get the flight attendant to patch him up. Dude, that's a lotta blood."
"..Arcelio, please talk to me. You're not mad, are you?" Rayson bit his lip, frowning. -
(Eh
I love you toooo)
Drake didn't care how quickly the blood stopped, only continued to cradle his love to him. "He won't wake up, you killed him," he said, to the man who'd returned to the back of the truck.
"Oh, I don't know," he murmured, letting the baby hold both of his thumbs in his little fists. "I just saw you making love to someone that was not me, that's all." -
(Papa you are such a dork)
"Oh, knock your s--- off. He's not dead. He's breathing. Come on, we have to go." He stepped back, so that he could get out.
"It wasn't making love, it was having sex. There's a huge difference. And, anyways, I didn't even put it in. I didn't even kiss him. God, Arcelio, I've done nothing but jack off and watch p--- for two years, and now we're gonna have a baby in our room. What am I supposed to do?" -
(I know)
Drake looked down at Ro and, sure enough, his chest was rising and falling in a normal pattern. Standing with the younger in his arms, he carried him off of the truck.
"I don't care what you want to call it. You were undressed with the neighbor, intending to f--- him on the wall. I've done nothing but the same for two years but you don't see me f---ing Drake's dad. So you're supposed to be patient for a few more hours until I can find someplace quiet for the baby to sleep while we do what we like, but you know, maybe we won't, maybe you can just come over here again later and finish what you started with him." -
(Look at us being on at almost the same time)
They were at a small, personal air port. A sleek jet was waiting. The man grabbed Drake's arm, leading him that way.
"Arcelio, don't be like that," He sighed, rubbing his eyes. "Listen, I wasn't thinking, alright? There's no excuse for it, but trust me, it wont happen again, okay? I don't even know why it happened in the first place. I'm sorry, alright? He's not even my type.. Arcelio, baby, it didn't mean anything." -
(Oh darn I left)
Drake hurried to follow, not wanting to get jerked around too much while he was holding Rosario.
"You're not drunk or inebriated in any way. You have a brain, don't you? You're thinking and you knew what you were doing," he mumbled, while the baby bounced up and down in his lap. -
(It's okay I'm still here
Cooking though sigh)
It was a short climb up the stairs, and then the man went to go talk to the pilot. The flight attendant was a girl of Mexican decent, with pretty hair and a nicely tanned face. She was young, about a year younger than Rosario. When she saw him, her eyes widened, and she moved to grab a first aid kit.
"Babe, I'm sorry, okay?" He started the car, driving towards the hotel. "I really didn't mean to.. Yeah. I made a mistake. Okay? We need to figure out where Ro is." -
(Oh yay
What ya cooking)
Drake didn't know what to do to help Rosario, but he hoped the man wasn't lying about getting him patched up.
Arcelio looked at the baby, who was perfectly joyful and bouncy. It smiled and laughed, yelling incoherent things. "Well then we need to go back to our house and check because he's not at school." -
(I'm done now though
Bacoooon)
The girl muttered something about the man, and shook her head. "Sit him up, please. I need to clean the cut."
"..What?" Rayson frowned, biting his lip. He wasn't at school, and he wasn't still at Drake's house. He was about to say something when his phone went off. He had a very short conversation, that ended with him being hung up on. There was a pause of silence.
"..Rosario's being taken back to HQ. You know. The whole assassin mess. I thought.. I thought I had a free pass.. I guess not. They want me back, Arcelio." -
(Yayayayay)
Drake saw that the girl had all of the first aid that Rosario needed, so he nodded, and kneeled on the ground. He propped Ro up as well as he could.
Arcelio was quiet, and then he sighed. The idea of going back there after so many years was not ideal. "Then you can leave me at the hotel with the baby. I'll call my dad to pick me up."
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