young dumb and broke

[melocoton]

TFLN.
t's been a while since 've posted an open tfln, so. post your muse! pick your texts! be sfw or not! idc

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[zazen]

I want you over.

[Ramuda was definitely more honest after tequila.]

[remoulade]

( it’s A Tragedy. )

Then I’ll come back over. Only because Jaku wants me to.

[zazen]

[Daring to steal a kiss from Tequila Ramuda.]

[remoulade]

( he allows it, the brattiness fading at once. )

‘ssed you.

[zazen]

You drank that entire bottle yourself? I could probably get drunk if we made out.

[Small and mighty...]

[remoulade]

( dooooooont. )

So what? I had juice with it.

( uh huh. )

[zazen]

Juice to tequila ratio is very off.

[Shifting. Giving affection to Ramuda's neck.]

[remoulade]

( don’t be hatin. )

Like my clothes should be. ( smooth af. )

[zazen]

Not here. Home.

[Nipping his neck playfully.]

[remoulade]

Laaaaame. Where’s the doctor’s sense of adventure?

( he tips his head back more. )

[zazen]

I'm being adventurous right now?

[Using his teeth now.]

[remoulade]

( he laughs; it’s true. but then softer, mostly to himself. )

I only call you.

[zazen]

I would have it no other way.

[Not letting up now. Ramuda might get his way.]

[remoulade]

( thaaaaaat’s reassuring to hear aloud. he grins and tangles a hand back into jakurai’s hair. )

You're the only name in my phone. ( others are just numbers he’s come to recall. )

[zazen]

Not even Ichiro-kun? Samatoki-kun?

[Biting a little harder, edging on possessive.]

[remoulade]

Numbers.

( teammates are great but it doesn’t mean they’ll stay. if he doesn’t add them, he won’t have to delete them. )

[zazen]

[And Ramuda thinks that he will stay. Bold. But not untrue. Jakurai will stay.]

Mm.

[remoulade]

( it’s only the booze allowing such guarded thoughts to surface. )

Take me home.

[zazen]

[Shifting. Picking him up. He can get Ramuda, and the grocery back he brought along.]

We're going home.

[remoulade]

( he’s too tired and drunk to even care about images right now. his arms loosely curl around jakurai’s shoulders. )

You smell nice.

( thanks. )

[zazen]

I showered before you texted me.

[Down the stairs and back into his car. Buckle in your Ramuda’s!]

[remoulade]

( it’s gonna be a bumpy ride eyyyy. )

What a gentleman.

( he snorts, curling up on his side in the passenger seat. )

[zazen]

[Truthfully he was winding down for the night hence the sweats.]

Mm.

[Rolling the windows down to let Ramuda have fresh air.]

[remoulade]

( hmmmmmm. )

Or, ya know, not a gentleman. Either works.

[zazen]

[That gets a laugh.]

Gentleman dont typically have violent pasts, hm?