What Was The Most Embarrassing Thing That You’ve Done For A Friend?

joey teaching an acting class

i have feelings for u. not telling u which ones.

PENN BADGLEY as Joe Goldberg YOU (2018 -) | 2.07 Ex-istential Crisis

#me

renfarber​:

Ren was playing this Escape The Ex game on expert mode, and she had to say, she was killing it. She knew it wasn’t sustainable; both she and Leo would be in Blake and Mira’s lives forever if all went well - and forever was a very long time to avoid someone. But for now she was expertly avoiding seeing him, and thinking about him, and thinking about anything at all. So it was working.

She was on her way home from work now, and Max was at her mom’s, and she was looking forward to a rare bit of quiet alone time when she got back. She had her headphones on, and her favorite Strokes album playing, and all in all it was looking like a great day. Until she saw who was sitting on the steps of her building. Her stomach dropped and she stopped in her tracks, and even though he’d seen her now, she was still thinking about turning and running away.

But, she knew, this was hard on him too. He’d brought it on himself, and on her, and on Blake, but it wasn’t as though he’d been the only one. If Ren or Blake had just been honest with each other and mentioned Leo’s name once during their friendship, all of this could have been avoided. Secrets caused this mess. Maybe talking would fix it.

Still, there was a bit of nervous anger in her voice when she finally spoke, pulling her headphones down around her neck. “What do you want, Leo?”

-

Once he saw her, he got up from his seat, keeping himself in between her and her door. “Serenity, I-” Leo began to say but was cut off by her question. He brought his palms up for a second before settling his arms back down at his sides. It was his poor attempt at showing she had nothing to be afraid of, even though him showing up in front of her home uninvited wasn’t already unnerving. “I just want to see you, to talk to you... I feel like there’s much to be said between us.” He said, his gaze never leaving her face. He missed her so much already it was ridiculous how these past several days felt longer than their decade apart. “I-I understand if you don’t want to talk to me, but I had to try one more time Ren.” Leo stepped one step closer to her but then also to the side, giving her a choice to talk to him or just close the door on it forever.

miavxga​:

Mia tilted her head a bit, “Alright, if you’re okay with it then.” she smiled. He was right, it was an act and it didn’t mean anything but an act. She had to remember that no matter how great the kiss was. She couldn’t honestly remember the last time she had been kissed like that. She couldn’t remember the last time she had any fun with a guy at all. Work had kept her so busy that she hadn’t any time to go out with friends or meet new guys. Though, the one she shared a part with tends to linger in her head from time to time. As she heard him speak again, “Right the drink.” she chuckled and made her way over to the bar. She bent over a bit to speak to the bartender, ordering two drinks for them to start with. She made her order of what she wanted then looked over at Leo, “What would you like to drink?” she asked for the bartender. 

-

Leo let out of breath, and it was more of one of relief. He didn’t have to go to far to convince this stranger that their kiss didn’t mean anything. At least, it didn’t mean anything romantically, but he couldn’t deny the way it made his flesh feel. But he knew he had to behave, no matter how beautiful this woman was. He never seized to become attracted. He followed behind her fighting the urge to watch her shape with each step. Then finally they were at the bar.

“A whiskey sour, to start with,” he smirked, wording it in such a way because he clearly wanted his well deserved second drink. Though it felt nice fo put on an act outside of a classroom. A game of improv with actual stakes. Isn’t that what life already was? Leo’s gaze followed the back of the bartender and they went off to make their respective drinks. Leo looked back at the new siren in his life and leaned against the counter. “So, I’m guessing this is the part where I ask for your name?” He asked, his cheeks and brows lifting in a comical manner. 

renfarber​:

She’d asked. She shouldn’t be so shocked, because she’d asked if he’d gotten rid of it. But she didn’t actually think he would have done so. It made sense; of course it did. Ren had shattered their relationship, right at the moment it was at its most perfect. They’d been deliriously happy, they were making plans for the future, they were obsessed with each other, and unwaveringly in love. So of course he’d been blindsided, and heartbroken, and furious. Of course he’d thrown away the key.

But making sense didn’t make it hurt less. She didn’t want to reason with herself about it, about how it shouldn’t feel like a knife to her heart to see the empty space where the key to her lock had been. Or how the pain and anger in his eyes now shouldn’t break her heart just as much as it had nine years ago. It just did. 

In one swallow, she downed the rest of her drink, setting the empty glass on the table between them with an unceremonious thud. 

“Fine,” she said, staring quietly for a moment, watching him tug his sleeve back down, covering the empty patch of skin where his love for her used to be. She had a question on the tip of her tongue, and for a while it stayed there, stubbornly refusing to be spoken. But the alcohol was loosening it, and she said it anyway, as she poured herself another drink. “…Why did you kiss me?”

-

He watched the way she absorbed the information. But really what was she to expect? Leo couldn’t stand to look down at his own arm because the tattoo was reminded of her absence in his life and his arms. He even missed the stupid way their matching tattoos would meet when holding hands. He had to get rid of it. Those kind memories had morphed into ones where she had made the choice to entangle herself with someone else. It made him sick either way. It had to go. 

Leo swallowed before taking in a deep meaningful breath. Her question had knocked the air out of him, and cleared his head from the pain he had became friends with. The only thing filling his senses now was her. Her scent. Her face. And the way she tasted when he kissed her last. He brought his drink to his mouth to suppress it, but it was too late, the alcohol tasted painfully sweet like she did. He downed it, easily, and like her - he placed the glass down with a thud. 

His dark gaze moved along her features like a caress, but his face stayed neutral. “Because.” He said as if that were a complete answer or sentence. He didn’t want to tell her the truth. It would just be pathetic. He was done with feeling like some love sick fool, especially over her. He had been pining for so long - nearly a decade. This hurt was the part of him that helped him grow into someone so heartless, arrogant, and careless with love... all because he couldn’t experience it with her. 

itsdelilahroche​:

Closed started with @le0davis​

Delilah could use any help she could get before the big opening next week. She took her job very seriously and this was her biggest chance to make it big in the industry. She dreamt of this for so long and messing it up wasn’t an option. She got a lot of good recommendations for one decent actor coach names Leo. She went to his class to meet up with him and work on her character as Elle Woods. As she arrived she had a big smile on her face, she was ready. “Hello, Mister Davis?” The Brit asked as she approached the male. 

-

Leo looked up at the sound of his name. He was sitting a big desk with his nose in a book. He brought the book down from his face to down flat on the desk as he took in the appearance of who had disturbed him. He let out a low whistle taking in the image of the blonde blue eyed beauty. Such an easy casting choice this must have been. At least just by looks alone. He applauded that, but it was his job to make sure she was well equipped to portray the character. “If I’m not mistaken, Woods comma Elle?” he questioned, slyly quoting the movie. He shook his head quickly correcting himself. “Delilah Roche?" He asked and got up from the seat at the desk. He offered his hand out for a friendly shake. “Call me Leo.” He said introducing himself in his preferred name. “Now what brings you here? What do you feel you need to work on?”

xbhandri​:

I can’t do this. I shouldn’t do this. I wouldn’t. Xavier just sat there and listened as Leo gave a million and one reasons as to why he shouldn’t audition. He let him go on, but really, he didn’t know why. No matter what Leo said, he had an answer for. He wasn’t going to let his friend back out of this. And besides, maybe if he felt so strongly, he didn’t have to audition for Roger. Just being backup in RENT was something, right?

“Leo… There is no future… There is no past. Thank God this moments not the last,” he started to sing. He couldn’t really turn this down, right? What was RENT if not a way to say #yolo in an epidemic. You still have time, don’t waste it. “There’s only us, there’s only this, forget regret, or life is yours to miss,” he stood up from his seat to move closer to Leo. “No other to road, no other way, no day but today.”

Xavier took Leo’s face in his hands to look him in the eye. “I can’t control my destiny. I trust my soul. Will you wake tomorrow from this nightmare? We won’t fucking know until you do it. There’s only now, there’s only here. Give in to love, or live in fear. No other path, no other way. No day but today.”

-

Leo parted his lips out of awe but this time just stretched into a knowing smile. Of course Xavier would know exactly how to fan the flames of his heart. His best friend was just as eccentric and playful as he was, but somehow, Xavier knew how to stunningly straddle the line between being too much and not enough. He watched him sing the beautiful words written by Jonathan Larson. Leo’s mind began accompanying his voice with the instrumentals he knew by memory. The music and lyrics made the intention of Xavier’s performance grow. Leo really should at least try. Because if not today, when? No day but today. 

He looked down for a moment, only to feel hands on his face, and at this he had to smile again. He immediately looked back into Xav’s gaze, letting his friend caress his face as he sang RENT to him. If anyone were to walk in right now, they wouldn’t get it, and that is so them. His heart was appreciative at the effort to change his mind. His thoughts began to sink onto the possibility of just trying out. He was silent for one moment. Then he exhaled slowly, “Forget regret, right?” 

text; leo ⇄ xav

xav: because youre an idiot

xav: but youre my fav idiot

xav: id be surprised if she didnt leave you

xav: but if you DO love your wife, no

xav: you dont deserve her, but thats not my place

xav: my ex husband just texted me a sext that was supposed to go to rylan fucking pratt

leo: I'm sure she'll leave me too

leo: I just can't tell her, not yet

leo: wait, Nate knows how to sext?

leo: he doesn't look like the type