forum "Ugh- Stop biting that god damn lip of yours already!" (OxO) (GaY-) (Closed; feel free to stalk.)

Started October 08, 2020 by @lxvender_darling language

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"Either or. I mean- I'm- _{kinda kalling you a wuss-} " He coughed, and laughed.

"well then fuck you too-" he mumbled, then shut his eye, preparing to fall asleep.

" _{Since when did you wanna fuck me-?} " He laughed.

Connor's eye widened and his face turned a bright shade of red. "n-nOt what i meant-" he stammered.

"hA- Bottom-" He snorted. "imeanimapowerbottom-butthisisnotaboutmerightnow-"

Connor closed his eye again, this time actually falling asleep. Either he was actually tired or he just wanted an excuse to get out of the conversation. Probably both, but whatever. He began mumbling stuff as he slept, but it was hard to hear.

Mason sighed. "What is your deal and sleeping 24/7? Fuckinglazyass-" He laughed, and laid the other down, putting a blanket over him. "Sweet dreams, sleeping beauty-" He snickered, walking off and sitting on the balcony railing, sighing.

Connor turned a little while he slept. He kept mumbling things under his breath. About an hour later, he woke up. "Crap, I fell asleep again? Oh well, at least I'm not all too exhausted anymore, I guess."

Mason kicked his feet, before standing so close to the edge it looked like he was gonna fall; but he didn't care. He hummed.

Connor rubbed his head and sighed. He grabbed his phone, opening up the camera and looking at his reflection as he used his free hand to scratch his neck rather roughly. He slightly drew blood, and he saw the specks in the camera reflection, but he could care less. He shut his phone off and slouched back, still scratching his neck.

(XDDD-)
Mason nearly fell, and yelped, throwing himself back onto the floor as he whined. "S-shit.." He muttered, sighing.

Connor continuously scratched his neck, slightly drawing more and more blood. He still didn't seem like he cared, simply because he didn't.

Mason walked back. "Connor- what the fuck?" he asked, rushing toward him and grabbing a bandaid. "Ew-" He said, wrapping the bandage around his neck.
"Why the hell did you do that-?" he asked. "Am I gonna have to superglue a pair of mittens to the mutts hands to where he stops scratching his neck-?" He asked, now cocking his head to the side.

"Nope. Don't mind these, it's nothing serious or whatever. Just a few scratches, that's all." he replied calmly, looking to the right.

(goddamn it connor stop l y i n g)

Mason hissed, flicking his nose. "Quit lying, p u p ." He growled, nearly touching noses with the other-
AwKwArD-

Connor huffed. "I'm not lying," he said. "I'm just…let's just say I'm altering the truth by a smidge. It's not lying if it's still somewhat true, hm?"

"Still lying, mutt." He huffed, ruffling his hair and growling. "What's wrong?" He asked, now sitting next to him, a bit concerned.

(sorry i took so long- i was changing my profile again)

"Nothing's wrong. I'm fine." he said, a blank expression on his face.

(;-;)
Mason glared at him. "Liar-"

"I'm not lying. I swear, I'm fine. Don't worry about it." he said, still keeping the blank look on his face.

Mason huffed, sat on his lap, and buried it on the side of his neck that wasn't bleeding. "Sure you are." He grumbled.

Connor was still expressionless, but now he was silent as well. He sighed, and was about to scratch his neck again but he managed to stop himself.

Mason hummed, softly. "I'm bored."

"Same." he replied, looking off into the distance.