Soapy Land
Thread Topic: Soapy Land
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(Omfg wtf omfg)
Drake wrapped his arm around the younger boy, holding him gently but close to him. "I know... One day, Ro, I'll run off with you and we'll get married and live on our own. No one to bother us."
"Of course." Arcelio was glad that they both only had one bag, so that while they walked out he could hold Rayson's hand. He seemed more muscular than the last time they'd been together, quite like... Seven years ago, it really had been so long. "More than ready." -
(It's terrifying isn't it)
"No kids," He clarified, kissing Drake's cheek. "Just me and you. What're we watching?" He changed the subject, hoping to brighten the mood a bit.
"..I wonder if Rosario still thinks I.. Yeah," He sighed, hailing a cab, opening the door for Arcelio as he expressed his biggest concern. -
(I'll have nightmares)
"No kids," He agreed with a little laugh, reaching for the television remote. "Whatever you'd like to. Something cuddly, maybe."
Arcelio leaned down, slipping into the cab whilst dragging his bag along to leave at his feet. "You haven't talked to him? At all?" -
(I'm sorry)
"Eh. Horror movie, then?" Rosario loved scary movies, more than he should have. Most of all, he loved cliche scary movies with totally predictable plot twists and characters that seemed to be reading off the back of their hands.
"No. He left the house when I called Vic, saying he was heading over to Drake's. He's gonna hate us when we tell him we're moving," Rayson sighed, shaking his head. -
(Yeugh my phone's about to die.)
Drake nodded in agreement, flicking on the television to go to the movies guide. He tried to find the sort that he knew Rosario would like, and ended up at 'Pet Semetary'- spelled wrong, Steven King movie, about a cat zombie. It sounded perfect (purrfect ahahahaha sorry).
Arcelio sunk a little bit. He didn't want to be the one to break poor Ro's heart, even if it was for his safety. "Maybe we should let him stay..." -
(Charge it??)
Rosario smiled at the selection, snuggling down into Drake's arms, resting his head on his boyfriend's chest to watch the movie.
"We can't. You know that," Rayson sighed, having a short conversation with the cab driver, telling them their destination. -
(I aaam)
Drake relaxed, quietly watching the movie with his boyfriend at his side. About half way through, he got a little cold, so he pulled the blanket up over them.
Arcelio stayed quiet while Rayson spoke with the cab driver, sighing in his seat. When they were finished, he continued, "He won't be happy at all if we force him to come with us." -
(Good)
The younger was thankful for the blanket, as he was wearing only a slightly damp towel. Unable to voice his thanks, though, he yawned, realizing he was getting sleepy just as he started to drift off.
"I can't do anything about that, Arcelio," Rayson bit his lip, closing his eyes. "Let's not argue, okay?" -
Drake didn't notice that Rosario was falling asleep until the movie was getting climactic, and honestly, a bit terrifying. He jumped a little at jump scare, and looked to his side to see if it had affected Ro at all, only to see him sleeping. He kissed the boy's head, then continued to watch the movie.
Arcelio crossed his arms, sighing heavily. He did dislike Drake, quite a bit, but he felt bad about being so hard on Rosario. -
Rosario made some sort of distressed noise, swatting at Drake when he jumped, before settling back down. It was a while before he woke up again, when the movie then. "Heeeey," He mumbled, "I missed iiiiit." He was always a bit whiny when he woke up, and this was no exception.
Rayson reached over to hold one of Arcelio's hands, smiling at him. "We'll talk about it later, alright, love?" -
Drake heard Rosario rise from his slumber, holding back a chuckle at his grumpy tendencies. "You didn't miss much. Only a zombie child and mother. No big deal."
Arcelio squirmed a little, but moved closer to Rayson. "Yeah, alright." -
"Big deal! I missed zombies," He whined, squirming around, finding that his towel had long since fallen off. "Hey. Wanna get my clothes?"
"I love you, babe," Rayson murmured, smiling. -
"Eh," Drake shrugged, and when he felt Rosario starting to wiggle out of his grasp, he pouted and held him tighter. "Nooo, let's just go to sleep."
Arcelio smiled, looking over at Rayson. "I love you too," he hummed. -
(HEY HEY HEY
MY PARENTS MIGHT LET ME CUT MY HAIR SHORT I'M SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND I'VE WANTED IT SHORT FOR SO LONG)
"Dude. My junk's cold," He complained, but snuggled into Drake's side, wrapping his legs around the other.
"Good," He responded, squeezing his hand gently. -
(YAY C:
THATS FABULOUS)
"Then stay under the blanket," he mumbled back, turning on his side so that he was facing Rosario. "I'll keep you warm."
Arcelio nodded, then yawned- he'd woken up a few times the night before from his nervousness. He leaned up against Rayson's shoulder, shutting his eyes.
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