[ Their relationship is pretty strange sometimes, and Reggie knows that, even knows that he's probably being a little oversensitive, but sometimes even when he can be self-aware enough to recognize that his immediate instinct is still so fucking what if I am?
But it's stupid, really. Derek validates him all the time, so Reggie doesn't know why he sometimes feels like he has to throw himself at him for attention. The bit of distance Derek tries to keep between them really throws Reggie off, like a dog that keeps constantly running into a shut sliding glass door because occasionally that door is open.
Reggie lets the message sit for about ten minutes, give or take, then sighs and picks up his phone again. ]
yeah 🤷🏽♂️
[ He should just leave it at that, he should, but after a couple more minutes his typing bubble pops up again. ]
but we could still do that sumtime if u wanted not while ur in werewolf mode I get it but u know, like we could pretend
[ he's still not entirely up to date on how to use emojis, but. copying and pasting reggie's seems like a decent expression of solidarity. how do you do fellow kids.
reggie's offer is-- fucking killing him, honestly, and it takes a long few minutes of soul searching to not just immediately writing actually, forget everything i said - let me fuck you on the full moon, nick can watch to make sure nothing happens, he can put a chain around my neck and pull me back if it gets dangerous. that wall of distance he keeps between them is important, and he's not gonna just take it down because his dick's hard. ]
Maybe.
Look - let me be honest with you. I really, really like you. More than I should. Physically, sexually. Platonically, as friends. You're one of the best. Telling me to just pretend to bite you is like... a fucking ringmaster made out of bacon slathering themselves in barbeque sauce and sticking their head in a lion's mouth after starving it for three days. But, like, really good sauce. On a really good face. Prime-cut bacon. The expensive shit. Does that make sense? I'm not making any sense. I just sound like I'm threatening to eat you. Nevermind.
None of that is expected, at all, though maybe some of it could have been. Derek is older than Reggie, though, and so representative of what kind of man Reggie's tried so hard to be before, that it's hard not to take whatever validation and affirmations Reggie does get from him as being humored a little, Derek throwing him a bone now and then (no puns intended). He knows Derek likes him, but he never assumed it was this much.
And Reggie... he's not in love with Derek or anything, it's probably about the same for him -- physically, sexually, platonically as friends -- but there's still something about how he feels about Derek that he doesn't totally understand, a feral yearning deep within him that sometimes seems impossible to satisfy.
Maybe it's just that he's still coming to terms with having to separate his sexual feelings into tiers now, platonic and romantic categories, or that he's still coming to terms with his sexuality and Derek represents a part of himself that takes up so much room within that, or-- well, not that even those possibilities are ones Reggie is savvy enough to consider, in so many words (but still, maybe) but whatever it is, it frightens and excites him almost equally in measure. ]
well
me too but thats why I want to thats why I like it
[ Reggie rubs his hand over his mouth, not sure how to add to that-- he needs to, and wants to, but the words aren't coming, let alone how to put it in a way that won't make Derek shut down again. His thumbs drum a little idly over the keys, and then finally: ]
I mean theres gotta be SUMTHING we can do like sumthing u can wear so nothing'll rly happen if u do bite me or idk
[ Obviously the idea of Nick watching Derek fuck him (to make sure nothing happens) is a potential solution that Reggie would find incredibly hot, but it doesn't occur to him. ]
I'll be fine u know like u dont always have to be so careful
People have died when I haven't been careful enough.
[ it's not like there aren't options, exactly. there's a type of tree that repels the supernatural - he could tell reggie about it, give him a satchel of ash and woodchips, something that reggie would just have to ward him away with if he started getting too rough. there are poisons - strands of a certain plant that could force derek to sleep or straight up fucking kill him. there is, of course, the decision to just not fuck reggie when he's all wolfed out. that'd keep things pretty simple.
but now that he's explained in bits and pieces why he thinks this might be a bad idea, only for reggie to say that's why i want to, that's why i like it, it's really, really hard for derek to not... at least... consider his options. their options. reggie is, after all, pretty special to derek. it's hard not to want to share himself with someone he thinks of as special.
he focuses on texting his thoughts as soon as they come, rather than worrying over them and feeling guilty. it's the only way to stop him from shutting off his phone and bailing. ]
If you seriously want to try this - your safety is my priority. I've, uh...
[ he's talking about this, he guesses? he's talking about this. ]
I've fucked... two people, as a werewolf. Stiles. Someone else. Stiles is kind of a cheatcode. Werewolves have these things called anchors - thinking about those anchors or being with those anchors ties them to their humanity, and Stiles is mine, so. He's not in any danger when I'm with him. The second person is... let's say... resilient? Supernaturally. But you're - human. So. You're fragile.
We'd need... safety nets. Maybe someone to watch and intervene, if you're okay with that. Nick, or... Uh. Something. I don't know. We really don't have to do this. I know "maybe we should have a third party ready to throw a bucket of water on me in case I try to bite you" isn't exactly the hottest preamble.
I'm not fragile I already have to hear crap like that from Nick so dont u start too look im not saying we have do anything while ur a werewolf but like I dunno
[ He doesn't, and they don't, Reggie isn't trying to pressure Derek into anything, but he would at least like to maybe have the option to roleplay it a little-- because it's hard to get Derek's descriptions out of his head, they're visceral and affecting, but even with just that Derek seems hung up on fears about temptation and safety.
He types, then deletes, lets the cursor sit and blink on. Starts again. Stops. Starts.
]
but it would be kinda hot to do it with nick watching
Okay, well, Nick's a skinny little idiot who doesn't know what he's talking about. I do. I have superhuman strength. I can crush a man's skull between my thighs. You're big and beefy and full of muscles. Nobody's denying that. But I can literally springjump, like, 40 feet. Unless you have a fucking secret retractable exoskeleton made of whatever it is Cybertronians are made out of, you're fragile. That's part of being human.
[ making transformers references might be more of a bonerkill than all the bite stuff, actually. but.
roleplaying remains a daunting prospect. truthfully, derek has more than enough self control to keep himself from putting reggie in any real danger, but he grew up surrounded by people who called him a monster, the people who felt justified in murdering his family for not being human. being hypervigilant about all the hypotheticals and what ifs that come from that experience is just... his way of processing the fact that reggie actually wants to do this with him. even if it's just pretend. humans and wolves aren't supposed to mix like this. ]
But. Uh. Yeah. I don't know. We could do that. Roleplay. With one optional skinny little idiot on the sidelines. If you want. If he wants.
dude dont call him that hes not skinny and it doesnt friggin matter how strong u are, I'm not fragile
[ VERY IMPORTANT CLARIFICATIONS. Also, gross, don't make nerd references, Derek. Reggie is only going to let it slide because he doesn't want to admit to getting the reference.
Anyway, yes, Reggie is into this idea, and he can't imagine Nick wouldn't be, but as usual it's impossible for him to tell if Derek is. Cagey bastard. ]
You're okay with me calling him an idiot, but skinny crosses the line?
[ just clarifying. not apologizing. not taking back the fragile thing, either. also: not about to answer reggie's question! he just stays fucking silent like he didn't even read it, because if derek hale is good at one thing, it's cockblocking himself. ]
no dont call him that either I just dont appreciate what skinny implies about my taste
[ Because while he's come around a little as of late, particularly since becoming more unavoidably aware of his interest in guys, but historically Reggie has almost preferred stupid guys. Skinny ones, though? Gross. ]
You like me. It's fine. That's enough for anyone to realize you have perfect taste.
[ he considers responding to that well with fine, fine, nick's a stacked genius, but there's only so much he can push his luck before he starts looking like kind of an asshole. maybe he's already there. reggie's just asking for reassurance, right? derek doesn't need to deprive him of that just because he feels weird about admitting that he likes the idea of doing something so intimately steeped in lycanthropy.
he aggressively types out each letter with his thumbs, as slow as he can, like he's trying to drag out answering. ]
Reggie. There is very little I wouldn't do for the chance to fuck you. I love fucking you. Seeing your face. Hearing your voice. It's phenomenal. You always make me feel amazing. You're asking me to fuck you at the same time you're asking me to show you a pretty intimate side of me I rarely get to show anyone. Of course I want to do this.
[ Reggie's fully prepared to have to keep fighting for a more direct confirmation of interest, because while Derek may feel weird admitting to what he wants, Reggie does too; he's no werewolf himself, of course, just still very deeply self-conscious about some of the things he finds himself wanting, so. Not feeling like the only one who's interested helps.
Derek's replies come so slowly that Reggie keeps almost beginning to type one of his own before they all finish sending, his lips pursed, thumbs hovering over the keys. ]
🙂
[ Good start. Solid. ]
cool I get that its kinda the same 4 me too
[ He loves the fucking, seeing Derek's face, hearing his voice, it also always makes him feel amazing, even while showing a pretty intimate side that he rarely shows anyone. Yeah. That counts as a pretty damn mutual feeling.
This is getting a little borderline mushy by Reggie's standards, but considering what Derek just said Reggie needs to return the favor-- emphasize that they're on the same page, and how important Derek is to him, too. Reggie's not really great conveying that sort of genuine, sappy sentiment in words, of course, but he can at least make an effort. ]
& I like knowing more about u like u know u can trust me with this kinda stuff right? if it makes u happy I wanna do it
[ mushiness isn't what they do. he gets that. he's been a little too sentimental recently, dipping back and forth between wanting to tell the people close to him that he cares about them and feeling his skin itch every time he tries, and reggie is the absolute least receptive person in the world to talk to about feelings. but.
but when nick left and reggie came to him for comfort, that - meant a lot? that still means a lot. derek thinks about that all the time, and even though reggie probably just reached out to the first name in his phonebook that would reach out if asked, it still... changed things, a little. it made him want to be there for reggie better than he has been. it made him want to do right by reggie beyond just - offering him a dick and a shouldercheck whenever they hang out.
he just. he really, really likes reggie. more now than before, and he already liked him a lot. he doesn't think he can say all of that without reggie laughing it off or being kind of weirded out, and he's got that apprehensive, masculine guard that makes him too afraid of being judged to try and overcome that so directly. he hedges for a minute or two, then just... ]
That's how I feel about you. I trust you. I like knowing more about you. I want to make you happy. I want to make you feel good. I know we talked about not hooking up anymore, but - I don't want to stop. You're a great dude and an even better friend. I'm not going to say I love you, bro or some shit like that, but.
[ but he is going to say that he's not going to say it, so. you know. that's as explicit as his bromantic bro-love brofession is gonna get. ]
[ Oof. The sentiment is definitely bordering on too thick, but Reggie is going to slide that slide this time. One, for the bromance of it all, and that shit is allowed to be aired out once every 3-6 months or so, and two, because things have fucked the hell up lately, and they could probably both use a booster shot of sincere feelings to even back out.
He wets his lips idly, rubbing a hand over his mouth and setting the phone down before he even reads Derek's reply. He can let it slide for now, yes, but that doesn't mean they don't still need to end it soon. ]
I dont wanna stop either so lets not problem solved 💁🏽♂️ & dont worry lol I love u 2 bro
[ Yeah, that feels like a good balance to him; acknowledging the emotion while still letting the bulk of it speak for itself, letting reciprocation be implied but left unsaid this time. Ease them back into talking like dudes again. ]
[ he very much remembers nick's opinions on sharing. he just... also thought that things might be different now. derek doesn't dwell, though - if reggie says it's still okay, then. good to know. ]
Uh. Yes. Yes. Yes. I want to record you. I very much want to record you. Doesn't have to be the roleplay, though. We should record something specifically for Nick. Something where you... say his name a lot. Show off for him. That kind of thing.
[ Oh. Reggie hadn't really thought it through all the way before suggesting it, not completely, because being recorded (at least while with a dude) isn't something he'd given much thought before, but that... damn. Hell yes, he wants to do that. He's gotten a little more comfortable with exhibitionism as of late, at least the idea of it, and this wouldn't even be that extreme a version.
But: ]
ok. yeah we can definitely do that but bro are u sure u dont wanna do ur thing?
And - I don't know. Maybe it'd be better if the werewolf thing was just... shared between us. Sure, there's a small part of me convinced that I'll spontaneously grow giant fangs and turn your jugular into a chewtoy, and I think having another pair of eyes on me to make sure that doesn't happen could go a long way towards stopping you from being murdered, but
[ ...... like five minutes of typing and backspacing and typing again. ]
[ nah, he likes nick, too. barring the whole husk-for-the-devil-to-reside-in thing he's got going on. ]
If you don't, I'm just going to try to break in again. And then... probably fall to my death from the fire escape, given that I imagine Nick's warded it up pretty tight. So.
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But it's stupid, really. Derek validates him all the time, so Reggie doesn't know why he sometimes feels like he has to throw himself at him for attention. The bit of distance Derek tries to keep between them really throws Reggie off, like a dog that keeps constantly running into a shut sliding glass door because occasionally that door is open.
Reggie lets the message sit for about ten minutes, give or take, then sighs and picks up his phone again. ]
yeah 🤷🏽♂️
[ He should just leave it at that, he should, but after a couple more minutes his typing bubble pops up again. ]
but we could still do that sumtime if u wanted
not while ur in werewolf mode I get it but
u know, like
we could pretend
[ To turn Reggie; to make him his. ]
?
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[ he's still not entirely up to date on how to use emojis, but. copying and pasting reggie's seems like a decent expression of solidarity. how do you do fellow kids.
reggie's offer is-- fucking killing him, honestly, and it takes a long few minutes of soul searching to not just immediately writing actually, forget everything i said - let me fuck you on the full moon, nick can watch to make sure nothing happens, he can put a chain around my neck and pull me back if it gets dangerous. that wall of distance he keeps between them is important, and he's not gonna just take it down because his dick's hard. ]
Maybe.
Look - let me be honest with you.
I really, really like you. More than I should.
Physically, sexually. Platonically, as friends. You're one of the best.
Telling me to just pretend to bite you is like... a fucking ringmaster made out of bacon slathering themselves in barbeque sauce and sticking their head in a lion's mouth after starving it for three days.
But, like, really good sauce. On a really good face. Prime-cut bacon. The expensive shit.
Does that make sense?
I'm not making any sense.
I just sound like I'm threatening to eat you.
Nevermind.
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[ Oh.
None of that is expected, at all, though maybe some of it could have been. Derek is older than Reggie, though, and so representative of what kind of man Reggie's tried so hard to be before, that it's hard not to take whatever validation and affirmations Reggie does get from him as being humored a little, Derek throwing him a bone now and then (no puns intended). He knows Derek likes him, but he never assumed it was this much.
And Reggie... he's not in love with Derek or anything, it's probably about the same for him -- physically, sexually, platonically as friends -- but there's still something about how he feels about Derek that he doesn't totally understand, a feral yearning deep within him that sometimes seems impossible to satisfy.
Maybe it's just that he's still coming to terms with having to separate his sexual feelings into tiers now, platonic and romantic categories, or that he's still coming to terms with his sexuality and Derek represents a part of himself that takes up so much room within that, or-- well, not that even those possibilities are ones Reggie is savvy enough to consider, in so many words (but still, maybe) but whatever it is, it frightens and excites him almost equally in measure. ]
well
me too but
thats why I want to
thats why I like it
[ Reggie rubs his hand over his mouth, not sure how to add to that-- he needs to, and wants to, but the words aren't coming, let alone how to put it in a way that won't make Derek shut down again. His thumbs drum a little idly over the keys, and then finally: ]
I mean theres gotta be SUMTHING we can do
like sumthing u can wear so nothing'll rly happen if u do bite me
or idk
[ Obviously the idea of Nick watching Derek fuck him (to make sure nothing happens) is a potential solution that Reggie would find incredibly hot, but it doesn't occur to him. ]
I'll be fine
u know like u dont always have to be so careful
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[ it's not like there aren't options, exactly. there's a type of tree that repels the supernatural - he could tell reggie about it, give him a satchel of ash and woodchips, something that reggie would just have to ward him away with if he started getting too rough. there are poisons - strands of a certain plant that could force derek to sleep or straight up fucking kill him. there is, of course, the decision to just not fuck reggie when he's all wolfed out. that'd keep things pretty simple.
but now that he's explained in bits and pieces why he thinks this might be a bad idea, only for reggie to say that's why i want to, that's why i like it, it's really, really hard for derek to not... at least... consider his options. their options. reggie is, after all, pretty special to derek. it's hard not to want to share himself with someone he thinks of as special.
he focuses on texting his thoughts as soon as they come, rather than worrying over them and feeling guilty. it's the only way to stop him from shutting off his phone and bailing. ]
If you seriously want to try this - your safety is my priority.
I've, uh...
[ he's talking about this, he guesses? he's talking about this. ]
I've fucked... two people, as a werewolf.
Stiles. Someone else.
Stiles is kind of a cheatcode. Werewolves have these things called anchors - thinking about those anchors or being with those anchors ties them to their humanity, and Stiles is mine, so. He's not in any danger when I'm with him.
The second person is... let's say... resilient? Supernaturally.
But you're - human. So.
You're fragile.
We'd need... safety nets.
Maybe someone to watch and intervene, if you're okay with that. Nick, or...
Uh.
Something.
I don't know.
We really don't have to do this.
I know "maybe we should have a third party ready to throw a bucket of water on me in case I try to bite you" isn't exactly the hottest preamble.
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I already have to hear crap like that from Nick so dont u start too
look im not saying we have do anything while ur a werewolf
but
like
I dunno
[ He doesn't, and they don't, Reggie isn't trying to pressure Derek into anything, but he would at least like to maybe have the option to roleplay it a little-- because it's hard to get Derek's descriptions out of his head, they're visceral and affecting, but even with just that Derek seems hung up on fears about temptation and safety.
He types, then deletes, lets the cursor sit and blink on. Starts again. Stops. Starts.
but it would be kinda hot to do it with nick watching
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I have superhuman strength. I can crush a man's skull between my thighs.
You're big and beefy and full of muscles. Nobody's denying that.
But I can literally springjump, like, 40 feet.
Unless you have a fucking secret retractable exoskeleton made of whatever it is Cybertronians are made out of, you're fragile.
That's part of being human.
[ making transformers references might be more of a bonerkill than all the bite stuff, actually. but.
roleplaying remains a daunting prospect. truthfully, derek has more than enough self control to keep himself from putting reggie in any real danger, but he grew up surrounded by people who called him a monster, the people who felt justified in murdering his family for not being human. being hypervigilant about all the hypotheticals and what ifs that come from that experience is just... his way of processing the fact that reggie actually wants to do this with him. even if it's just pretend. humans and wolves aren't supposed to mix like this. ]
But. Uh.
Yeah. I don't know.
We could do that. Roleplay.
With one optional skinny little idiot on the sidelines.
If you want. If he wants.
I guess.
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hes not skinny
and it doesnt friggin matter how strong u are, I'm not fragile
[ VERY IMPORTANT CLARIFICATIONS. Also, gross, don't make nerd references, Derek. Reggie is only going to let it slide because he doesn't want to admit to getting the reference.
Anyway, yes, Reggie is into this idea, and he can't imagine Nick wouldn't be, but as usual it's impossible for him to tell if Derek is. Cagey bastard. ]
do u want to
yes or no
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[ just clarifying. not apologizing. not taking back the fragile thing, either. also: not about to answer reggie's question! he just stays fucking silent like he didn't even read it, because if derek hale is good at one thing, it's cockblocking himself. ]
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I just dont appreciate what skinny implies about my taste
[ Because while he's come around a little as of late, particularly since becoming more unavoidably aware of his interest in guys, but historically Reggie has almost preferred stupid guys. Skinny ones, though? Gross. ]
well?
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[ he considers responding to that well with fine, fine, nick's a stacked genius, but there's only so much he can push his luck before he starts looking like kind of an asshole. maybe he's already there. reggie's just asking for reassurance, right? derek doesn't need to deprive him of that just because he feels weird about admitting that he likes the idea of doing something so intimately steeped in lycanthropy.
he aggressively types out each letter with his thumbs, as slow as he can, like he's trying to drag out answering. ]
Reggie.
There is very little I wouldn't do for the chance to fuck you. I love fucking you.
Seeing your face. Hearing your voice. It's phenomenal. You always make me feel amazing.
You're asking me to fuck you at the same time you're asking me to show you a pretty intimate side of me I rarely get to show anyone.
Of course I want to do this.
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Derek's replies come so slowly that Reggie keeps almost beginning to type one of his own before they all finish sending, his lips pursed, thumbs hovering over the keys. ]
🙂
[ Good start. Solid. ]
cool
I get that
its kinda the same 4 me too
[ He loves the fucking, seeing Derek's face, hearing his voice, it also always makes him feel amazing, even while showing a pretty intimate side that he rarely shows anyone. Yeah. That counts as a pretty damn mutual feeling.
This is getting a little borderline mushy by Reggie's standards, but considering what Derek just said Reggie needs to return the favor-- emphasize that they're on the same page, and how important Derek is to him, too. Reggie's not really great conveying that sort of genuine, sappy sentiment in words, of course, but he can at least make an effort. ]
& I like knowing more about u
like u know u can trust me with this kinda stuff right?
if it makes u happy I wanna do it
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[ mushiness isn't what they do. he gets that. he's been a little too sentimental recently, dipping back and forth between wanting to tell the people close to him that he cares about them and feeling his skin itch every time he tries, and reggie is the absolute least receptive person in the world to talk to about feelings. but.
but when nick left and reggie came to him for comfort, that - meant a lot? that still means a lot. derek thinks about that all the time, and even though reggie probably just reached out to the first name in his phonebook that would reach out if asked, it still... changed things, a little. it made him want to be there for reggie better than he has been. it made him want to do right by reggie beyond just - offering him a dick and a shouldercheck whenever they hang out.
he just. he really, really likes reggie. more now than before, and he already liked him a lot. he doesn't think he can say all of that without reggie laughing it off or being kind of weirded out, and he's got that apprehensive, masculine guard that makes him too afraid of being judged to try and overcome that so directly. he hedges for a minute or two, then just... ]
That's how I feel about you.
I trust you. I like knowing more about you.
I want to make you happy. I want to make you feel good. I know we talked about not hooking up anymore, but - I don't want to stop.
You're a great dude and an even better friend.
I'm not going to say I love you, bro or some shit like that, but.
[ but he is going to say that he's not going to say it, so. you know. that's as explicit as his bromantic bro-love brofession is gonna get. ]
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He wets his lips idly, rubbing a hand over his mouth and setting the phone down before he even reads Derek's reply. He can let it slide for now, yes, but that doesn't mean they don't still need to end it soon. ]
I dont wanna stop either
so lets not
problem solved 💁🏽♂️
& dont worry lol I love u 2 bro
[ Yeah, that feels like a good balance to him; acknowledging the emotion while still letting the bulk of it speak for itself, letting reciprocation be implied but left unsaid this time. Ease them back into talking like dudes again. ]
so what should we tell nick
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[ aaaaaaaaand the moment's gone. ]
I mean... I don't know. You know the scrawny dumbass better than I do.
He might not actually want to watch you get fucked by another guy.
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he doesnt mind sharing
tho u make a good point
maybe we should keep things simple
[ ... ]
if we need him there I'll ask him
if we dont then
maybe we can try just recording it?
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[ he very much remembers nick's opinions on sharing. he just... also thought that things might be different now. derek doesn't dwell, though - if reggie says it's still okay, then. good to know. ]
Uh.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes. I want to record you. I very much want to record you.
Doesn't have to be the roleplay, though. We should record something specifically for Nick.
Something where you... say his name a lot. Show off for him.
That kind of thing.
If you want.
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But: ]
ok.
yeah
we can definitely do that
but bro are u sure u dont wanna do ur thing?
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[ ... ]
And - I don't know.
Maybe it'd be better if the werewolf thing was just... shared between us.
Sure, there's a small part of me convinced that I'll spontaneously grow giant fangs and turn your jugular into a chewtoy, and I think having another pair of eyes on me to make sure that doesn't happen could go a long way towards stopping you from being murdered, but
[ ...... like five minutes of typing and backspacing and typing again. ]
But, I mean.
I probably won't murder you.
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ok
that works for me I'll take my chances
or u know
if we record sumthing first then maybe nick will volunteer to be ur spotter the next time
[ Reggie isn't really worried about Derek murdering him, but for now he's still willing to indulge his (in Reggie's opinion) overcautious impulses. ]
so um
when do u wanna...
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Feels like it's kind of tacky to set up an actual date and time for when to fuck.
We could just let it happen when it happens.
[ wait, actually. fuck that. derek immediately changes his mind. ]
I'm coming over tonight.
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nick already likes u plenty
[ Not as much as Reggie does, obviously, but the point stands. ]
but how is that tacky
its no different from setting up a date or a booty call
tonight works
should I leave my window open?
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Nick's okay, I guess.
[ nah, he likes nick, too. barring the whole husk-for-the-devil-to-reside-in thing he's got going on. ]
If you don't, I'm just going to try to break in again.
And then... probably fall to my death from the fire escape, given that I imagine Nick's warded it up pretty tight.
So.
Yes.
You're joking, but yes.
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u wouldnt be the 1st person I let in that way
but um
cool
then I guess I'll see u later