Paxton kept bobbing around his room, trying to figure out what to wear. He couldn’t choose, and he was kind of freaking out. His entire body was shaking and he was very, very close to having a panic attack. But he wouldn’t let himself, not tonight. Tonight was special. Tonight had to be perfect. Tonight…He was going on a DATE! With HADRIAN! He squealed to himself and did a little jig as he picked out his clothing. He settled on a plaid button down shirt that had a low V-neckline that showed his tattoo. He put on his best jeans, and tousled with his hair. He splashed his neck with cologne, and bit down hard on his lip, looking at himself in the mirror. He gulped. Why would Hadrian ever say yes to him? He shrugged, deciding to not let it bother him. He couldn’t let him bother him, or else he wouldn’t have a good time. He grabbed his wallet, taking one last look at himself in the mirror, before he went to Hadrian’s room and knocked on the door.
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parkerbecoolbrah reblogged this from heath-rules-hades and added:
Paxton didn’t comment. He just kicked at the grass on the floor, remaining silent. His anxiety kicked up and his arms...
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heath-rules-hades reblogged this from parkerbecoolbrah and added:
He just stared for a long time and passed “Wait was that just a confession of a school girl crush?”
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