Better Sorry Than Safe

"He is..." He smirked and nodded. "He's really adorable but I'm not gonna be all gushy. I refusee."

"I give you a year or two before you join the group." Chord nodded, chuckling lightly at the other boy.

"And I bet you're WRONG." He nodded.

"We'll see." He nodded, plopping down on the couch and laying back.
"God im tired!"

"Go to sleep then lazy ass." He strutted off into the kitchen.

Chord shrugged, picking up his phone and pressing record, recording himself as he blew a tender kiss to the phone before stopping it and sending the video to his lover.

Asher rolled his eyes before plopping into a chair besied Aristotle quietly.

Aristotle was seemingly hypnotized by Kelton who was now singing, he looked like he might had hearts in his eyes but if you knew him you would know thats not the case, most would think he was crushing over his friend.
No.
He loved the music....

Asher watched him for amoment, head in his hands.
He really was adorable. Asher couldn't say it enough.

Aristotle sighed softy, leaning against the back rest of the chair he was in.
"I love music..."
His voice was slow as always, dragging things out, making him sound so childlike...

"Me too..." Asher agreed, nodding as he watched Kelton.

Aristotle grinned over at him, his smile wide and shining.
"Can you sing?"

"Yup, loev to. I'm not the best but I'm alright." He nodded with a smile.

"Sing to me?" He asked softly, wonder clear in his raspy voice.

"Oh sure..." He bit his lip. His favorite song to sing was one he'd written himself but he figured it wasn't the best one to sing to make Aristotle trust him considering it was about how he always got bored and left boyfriends. He hummed for a moment before singing softly.
"I'm obsessive when just one thought of you comes up
I'm aggressive just one thought of closing up
You got me stressing, incessantly pressing the issue
'Cause every moment gone you know I miss you
I'm the question and you're of course the answer
Just hold me close boy 'cause I'm your tiny dancer
You make me shaken up, never mistaken
But I can't control myself, got me calling out for help..."

Aristotle leaned back, a content smile on his face, his eye libs slipping closed. He was obviously enjoying that, being sang to. Like a child it could quickly put him to sleep, though his foot was still tapping, he could not stop moving in waking hours of the day.

Asher smiled sweetly as he kept singing to him.
"S.O.S. please someone help me.
It's not healthy... for me to feel this way
Y.O.U. are making this hard,
I can't take it, see it don't feel right
S.O.S. please someone help me
It's not healthy... for me to feel this way
Y.O.U. are making this hard
You got me tossin' and turnin' and can't sleep at night.." He'd just written this two days ago with Zac.. It still wasn't perfect.

Aristotle beamed, hugging him tight.
"Your so great!!! And Pretty and sweet Asher!" He drew in his way.

Asher giggled and hugged him.
"Thanks Ary." He smirked.

Chord chuckled at them, shaking his head. It amused him how all Aristotle could think of was 'pretty'

"You're adorable." Asher smirked, ruffling Aristotle's hair like you would a dog.

Chord laughed at him, shaking his head while Aristotle giggled, suddenly distracted by some cartoon playing on the T.V

Asher drug a hand down his face but was chuckling down the next.
His phone buzzed. Joslin was texting again. He texted for a few minutes and then put his phone away.
Now Chord's phone rang. Call from Joslin.
Asher looked at him wide eyed.
Oh god he was really going to ask.

Chord checked his phone, grinning brightly at who was calling before answering immediately.
"Hey, goodmorning Beautiful! I missed you so much last night!"

"Hey baby!" Joslin beamed. Yes he was calling for Asher but still. He needed to gush a minute. "I missed you too!"