pyropolar:

      _{he slips into the house, but not before pressing a light kiss to elwood’s forehead. making his way into the kitchen, he grabs a bowl from the cupboard and takes a seat at the table. setting his supplies in front of him, he pauses to wait for elwood to join him.  ‘ have you ever heard of this ? it was on the news a while ago. kids were getting in trouble for spiking their gummy bears. teenagers, i mean. not kids. ‘}

        _{his smile turns a little softer, a little fonder, at the kiss placed to his forehead. he makes quick work of shutting the door and following the other boy, his gaze remaining curious – truth be told, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about, and it’s a fact that bothers him more than he’ll admit. ❛ for … spiking their gummy bears? that’s a new one. have you tried it before? ❜}