Yeah? [ wolfgang snorts a laugh, half muffled by the joint held between his lips, while easily accepting tristan's weight leaned into his shoulder, and the boy's snuggling up close. such open physical affection wasn't always something wolfgang managed easily, but over four years with these boys, it's something he's come to relish.
tilting his head, wolfgang's temple comes to lean against the top of tris' head, relaxing as he takes another deep inhale, holds it, and breathes the smoke out in a slow exhale, languid and loose. ]
When God hands over rules for this world to me and Marco, it'll be you and Dani spending your days lounging around, doing whatever the fuck strikes your fancy at the moment.
[ as if god would hand control of anything over to him or marco, though. hahaaaa. but hey, it's nice to dream.
he feels tris' fingertips tapping out the beat of music somewhere on the floors below them, and wolfgang's thumb, hand relaxed limply where its flopped on tris's shoulder, hooks into the collar of his friend's shirt, an idle motion having him trace the line of a collar bone on his skin. ]
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tilting his head, wolfgang's temple comes to lean against the top of tris' head, relaxing as he takes another deep inhale, holds it, and breathes the smoke out in a slow exhale, languid and loose. ]
When God hands over rules for this world to me and Marco, it'll be you and Dani spending your days lounging around, doing whatever the fuck strikes your fancy at the moment.
[ as if god would hand control of anything over to him or marco, though. hahaaaa. but hey, it's nice to dream.
he feels tris' fingertips tapping out the beat of music somewhere on the floors below them, and wolfgang's thumb, hand relaxed limply where its flopped on tris's shoulder, hooks into the collar of his friend's shirt, an idle motion having him trace the line of a collar bone on his skin. ]