[CLOSED] -and nothing more.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Baz smiled, kissing him back gently. He watched Jacob, wrapping his arms tighter around Cole. When he left, he leaned in again, pressing his lips gently to Cole's. He ran his hands up his back, pulling him a little closer. He leaned down, kissing his neck again before he leaned back against the sofa.

"I can't say I prefer the television to you." He smiled, reaching over to run his fingers across Cole's jaw. "Nothing is preferable to you."

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole met the kiss, leaning close, heart hammering softly in his chest. He couldn't shake the butterflies. A sheepish smile passed his lips at the comment, he he played absently with Baz's shirt. "Yeah? You're..amazing." He smiled again, burying his face in the crook of Sebastian's neck.

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"Yeah?" He asked with a smile, running his hand up and down his back. He hugged him close, kissing his forehead gently. His stomach growled and he laughed. "I guess skipping breakfast wasn't such a good idea, huh?" He asked with a smile. He had to get to class early, too much to catch up on since he had been sick.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole laughed softly, poking at his stomach gently. "My mamma's a goid cook," He murmured with a smile. "So is Jacob."

He stretched a bit. "Full moon tonight..I can feel it," He mumbled.

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"I'm in a house with a bunch of werewolves. I'm sleeping in your Mom's bed tonight." He teased, rubbing the side of his thigh gently. It seemed like everything he did was calculated again and again in his head in an effort to keep Cole there, to not scare him away.

"As long as you promise you're not gonna eat me." He said seriously. He had never encountered a werewolf, that he knew of or could recall.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole grinned. "I'm not gonna eat you. I can't fully shift," He insisted softly, kissing the corner of Baz's eyes. "Only Jake can do that."

He curled up again, taking Baz's hand and playing with his fingers quietly. "Boys! Dinner!"

Cole glanced up, but didn't move. He listened to Tyler bound down the other set of stairs, laughter and a thud, the two older boy rough housing.

"Cole come on!" Once it had calmed, he got up reluctantly, taking Sebastian's hand and starting towards the stairs.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Sebastian watched Cole play with his fingers. He reached over with his other hand, pulling playfully on one of his fingers. He kissed his cheek, smiling over at him. He listened to the call for dinner, but didn't get up. He didn't want to eat with everyone else. That was entirely too many people.

When Cole got up, he followed him reluctantly, lacing their fingers together. He held his hand tightly, his eyes clouded over as he remembered that haunting room with the ink and the smell of alcohol. He hadn't even realized he was upstairs, he was so deep in thought. He squeezed Cole's hand again, chewing on his tongue.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole handed him a plate of lazagna and a soda. "We're gonna eat downstairs." He ducked away from Jacob's antics of ruffling his hair, leading Sebastian away again. He was already quiet at dinner, and didn't want Baz to be stressed or bothered by the others. He dropped back onto the sofa.

"Quieter down here," He murmured with a crooked smile.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Baz followed him back downstairs, looking back to thank his mom for the food. He sat down carefully at the sofa, setting his soda on the floor. He couldn't help thinking he would have nightmares from the soda. Sugar always gave him nightmares. He took a bite out of his food. It was good, a lot better than his own cooking. He was starting to miss actually having food.

"You never know how much you appreciate food until you're in another country." He said, covering his mouth so Cole couldn't see his food.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole smiled faintly over at him, opening his own soda and taking a swallow before setting it down, eating his food slowly. He could feel the length of his teeth slowly altering a bit, canines growning a little longer, the rest sharping. They looked about between what a puppy and full grown dog's might. He took another bite absently, heard laughter upstairs. The older boys were getting rowdy, he knew Jacob would be taking off for a run soon.

"Not in the house!" Someone yelped in complaint. There was laughter and then a deep bark. Cole sighed.