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💬 — call me a bottom one more time and i won't come over.. even if your plan was for me to ..
💬 — comfortable enough to buy me a new shirt, you're like a sugar daddy.
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💬 — ew , no. that'd be so gross. not being anyone's whore, the whole label thing is gross.
💬 — okay rich boy, i see you. fine, grabbing spare clothes now.
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💬 — i said slightly. only to be nice, but yes.
💬 — it's not obvious.. because my feelings are nonexistent.
💬 — i think, at least.
💬 — princess? 🧍♂️
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you’re not everybody, dude. no one thinks that, just you. and anyone with a brain can tell that you’re not thinking about girls at all. you spend more time in the closet than clothes, asshole.
just tellin' ya what everyone thinks . sorry . ﹠ EVERYBODY knows I'm only into girls , so shut your fat mouth , yeah ? ya have known clue what you're talkin' about .
he dug into his pocket to retrieve a bottle of hand sanitizer before pouring a small amount into his hands, massaging it into his skin. his orbs glaring at the boy’s reflection in the mirror.
“anything else you want to jump to conclusions about?”
“you’re a narcissistic dick, we get it. it’s like all of you read from the same fucking playbook.”
he tugged up his shorts and reached down to flush the toilet before turning back into the bedroom, pretending to vomit after watching the upperclassman.
“gross.”
he rolled his eyes almost instantly after hearing the least that hospitality tone, turning to view the bathroom behind him.
“um, thank you, i guess. oh and for the record, you could try not being a dick to your guest.”
he shook his head before slowly entering—
come on, i’ve never been fake in my life. if i like you then yeah i’m going to a bit nicer . . . as if you have any room to speak, you’re still pretending you’re interested in girls when we all know you don’t want them. at least i’m real about who i am.
that's not what everyone says . 🤷♂️
c'mon , being one of the ' nicest guys ' never did shit for anybody . if anything , makes everyone think you're the fakest bitch on the planet . so .
he gives the bedroom door a gentle knock, orbs avoiding the attractive reflection of the other male in the mirror.
“sorry, i was just looking for the bathroom.”
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💬 — well, you told me to try so . . .
💬 — matt, you want me and you know it. but whatever you say.
💬 — you’re so fucking cute . . . we’ll move at your pace though.
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💬 — lil firecracker.. you're finally putting your flirting skills to good.
💬 — bullshit ? stay delusional.
💬 — but i'm not completely rejecting you ...
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💬 — oh .. thank you. so are you ☺️
💬 — you're right, ten is too high. your chances are even lower.
💬 — i'm still talking to you, aren't i? not complete rejection.
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