C. Eastings
C. is 28 years old.
C. is located in London at Shady Gangstah BabyFabric.
C. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to do nothing in order to get ahead professionally.
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Game: Popmundo |
Points: 1200 |
Days Active: 2147 days |
Latest Blog Post
entangled heartstrings
Three days of the basque nature's calm and beauty and his family company had been enough for Cosmo to lower his guard, confident that he wouldn't be questioned about the reason behind his unexpected visit.
A terrible mistake.
Like a good predator, Lux waited. The second his nephews left the table and Lux's piercing gaze settled on him, his whole body tensed. Like a deer caught in the headlights, one who knew there was no escape.
"He's 20," he gave in after a long silence and waited, expecting some kind of mockery. "Also, he's in love with his flatmate." That got a laugh out of Lux.
"So?"
Cosmo shrugged, helpless, struggling to find the words to explain the mess of emotions he'd become over the past months. "I got it bad, Lu. From the second I saw him, I couldn't look away. But it was okay, I kept him at a distance, I had it under control. Until..."
"Until you didn't."
Cosmo let out a pathetic whine and leant over the table, his cheek flattened against the cold stone. "I can't stay away. I can't be near either because every time I see him, I need him closer. The pull to break the distance and kiss him, it's..." he stopped before he started rambling about those pink lips he couldn't escape from, not even in his dreams.
"Why don't you?"
"Well. There's the flatma—," he paused when his sister snorted. Cosmo let out a long sigh before he admitted, "He'll kiss me back, that's why. And I can't do that again. Love. A relationship. The expectations, all the disappointments, the lies... I can't take it again. I just... I don't want to lose him."
"You're letting fear control you. That's no way to live, love," Lux whispered, compassion in her eyes.
Bermeo, d25 y144
I think of you every day
I'm locked up, I can't find my way out
When you touch me, I feel like I'm floating
Just thinking about you leaves me wanting more
Posted 1/6/2025, 8:00 PM
All characters in Popmundo are fictitious. Any similarity to any person living or dead is merely coincidental.
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anattā
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