Fuchsia: Looking up at Trenton with a mix of shock and skepticism Would you? If I had asked?
Trenton: Now that you mention it, I’m not quite sure. I’m known to be more of a woman loving romantic.
Fuchsia: Hey, Trenton?
Trenton: Yes, Fuchsia.
Fuchsia: F*ck you.
*Trenton stifled a laugh, reclining the chair he sat in so that he could be level with Fuchsia, and ran a thumb across the brunet’s cheek. Fuchsia instantly responded, his face softening and his pale eyes fluttering closed with a sigh. Instead of twisting into the chair, Fuchsia turned towards him and snuggled right into his side
Trenton: For the record, I don’t mind at all. I give it five minutes before you’re asleep anyhow.
*Fuchsia let out a final hum before Trenton wrapped an arm around him. It didn’t even take five minutes. Between the light pressure keeping him grounded and the warmth coming from Trenton and the blanket, Fuchsia was sound asleep almost instantly
Suri: Okay. I've totally seen people come back to life. But um, and no offense,. You said earlier you were a rapper but I don't know about you being a, you know, "popular" rapper... sorry. *Blushes
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