If I Never Wake Again [Mason]

[NOAH ELIAS REED]

'' take your past and burn it up and let
'' it go , c a r r y on i'm s t r o n g e r than you'll ever know

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So content, that’s what Noah was. Instinctively he moved closer to the warmth that he enjoyed so much. The cold was nice, but only if he had something or someone keeping him warm. The thing radiating warmth moved up and down in a rhythmic pattern slowly. Noah only became aware of his heater moving as he slowly was pulled out of his sleep by his bladder, which was the only thing that would ever wake him, as he was quite the heavy sleeper normally. Keeping his eyes closed, Noah wanted to stay asleep and attempted to block out the pain from his bladder aside. It didn’t work. There was something digging into his bladder, only making him need to pee more.

Sighing, Noah moved an arm and reached down to try and move whatever was digging into his gut. He figured it was a belt, or a phone or perhaps his wallet. There was always random shit left on his bunk when he fell asleep. His fingers slid down, brushing across warm soft skin to a bony hip that was the source of his discomfort. Wait, soft skin and a bony hip? Blue eyes fluttered open, blinking a few times as they attempted to adjust. The curtain was drawn around his bunk though, so it was pitch black. Who was this person beneath him? Sliding his hand up from the hip, his fingers glided across the warm flesh up his chest. ”The hell..?” He muttered after discovering whoever this was lacked breasts. There was no female this flat chested. That meant..shit. A guy? He never slept with guys!

The need to put a face to this naked body beneath him led his other hand moving to the side. He found the curtain, and yanked it open. The singer winced as the light flooded in, his eyes adjusting after a few seconds. What the light exposed was shocking, and Noah let out a sort of strangled laugh. Was this a joke? The corners of his lips curled into a frown as his eyes traveled down Mason’s body. Yes, he had seen the other singer naked before but..it was unusual to get the chance to really look. Fleeting glances were accepted, but checking him out? No, he would have gotten some sort of insult from Mason. Noah was sure of why Mason was there, the fact that they were both naked told the tale without words.

Why had it happened though? Noah shifted, a piercing pain shooting up his back and through his shoulders. Hissing, his eyes closed as his breathing hitched. Where was this pain coming from? It was coming from his back, but why? Moving a hand, he brushed his fingers across his lower back and winced more as the pain attacked him again. There were scratches across his back, at least that’s what it felt like. Bringing his fingers back, Noah frowned at the light smear of red across his fingers. He was bleeding? With a huff, he wiped his fingers across Mason’s chest and then jabbed his fingers into the singers side. ”Fag, wake up.” He growled, dropping his head back onto Mason’s chest, his mass of black hair splaying across the other mans chest and neck.

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tagged: Mason
word count: -- 539
notes: -- ughhh
lyrics: ...to be loved - papa roach !
credit:NOTHING_PERSONAL @ CAUTION !

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[MASON JAMES MONROE]

mason was on that line, the line between asleep and awake. where every part of you wanted to turn over and find a more comfortable where waking up wouldn't even be an option, but you usually end up just waking yourself up the rest of the way. for mason, turning over and sleeping would've been the best thing in the whole world for mason, but whatever was on his chest prevented him from doing that. whoever was sleeping on him seriously needed to get the fuck off so he could search for his ideal sleeping position, because he knew the one he was in now was nowhere close, and he really wasn't ready to get up yet. waking up was probably the most unappealing thing to him right now, but it almost seemed like the only choice. the part of him that was awake was wondering what had happened the night before. what the fuck had he done? or rather, what had been done to him. he could feel a throbbing throughout his whole lower body, starting at.. or rather, in his anus. that was actually part of the reason he wanted to just turn and go back to sleep. the pain seemed to disappear when he was asleep, and he really didn't want to find out why it hurt in said area.

he could slightly feel the hand that slid up his thigh to his chest and small murmured words. shit, he knew that voice, probably a little too well. why was noah in his bed? or... why was he in noah's bed? sure, mason had thought about having some kind of sexual intercourse with noah in the past, i mean.. they were best friends, and noah was hot, he honestly couldn't help it. so, the night before hadn't just been a nice dream? he could only remember the things that had happened vaguely, and that actually explained the reason he was in so much pain. mason groaned slightly as light flooded around him, he could tell even through his closed eyes. there was a pause that lasted just a few seconds and he could tell he was getting checked out. the thought momentarily took him away from the pain in his ass and legs. it wasn't often he got checked out by someone who he actually sort of cared about. i mean, noah was probably one of his closest friends. he never thought he'd get that kind of chance. before he could finish his thoughts, he felt a sharp jab in his side, letting out another small groan as his eyes opened quickly, looking down at the black hair.

"fuck you, man. go back to sleep, ass hole." mason said before pushing noah's head off his chest gently to sit up a little, wincing and pain shot through his legs. "shiiiiit." a small moan of pain left his mouth as he closed his eyes tightly. "bro, what the hell did you do to me?" their legs were entwined, stopping him from climbing over noah and standing up outside his bunk for the world to see.. or at least the remaining people on bus. he didn't have enough energy to actually untangle himself from noah, that was just way too much fucking work.

THIS POST IS DONE AND IT HAS FIVE HUNDRED SEVENTY ONE WORDS, MKAY? AND IT'S FOR THIS ADORABLE KID NOAH. MISTER MASON IS WEARING NOTHING, YO. I'M LISTENING TO COFFEE BREAK AND THE NOTE ON THIS LITTLE POST SAYS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING

[NOAH ELIAS REED]

'' take your past and burn it up and let
'' it go , c a r r y on i'm s t r o n g e r than you'll ever know

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Noah got the impression that Mason had been more awake than he had he had previously believed. Especially after hearing the other singer groan when the light shined in. A slight blush creeped across his normally pale cheeks. Had he known, then he wouldn’t have let his eyes wander like they had. Hopefully Mason had been asleep enough to not care, or realize that Noah had checked him out. Not that it really mattered. If Mason chose to say something, he’d just punch him. Yeah that sounded like a good idea.

Noah peered up at Mason through slanted eyes, his eyelids felt heavy. He definitely needed some more sleep. A short laugh escaped the dark hared singer as his friends eyes snapped open and he told him to go back to sleep. Honestly, he had no idea why he had woken Mason up, instead of just letting him sleep. Maybe it was because he felt the need to make the other man suffer, since he had woken up. Why should Mason get more sleep? Noah grunted as his head was shoved to the side and off of the warm chest, dropping it onto cold pillow. A chill ran through his body as the cold bit at his skin. Blinking, he watched as Mason sat up.

A scoff escaped him, ''I was going to ask you the same fucking thing.” He growled. Slowly he pushed his upper body up, the pain in his gut reminding him that he still had a full bladder. ''I have to pee.” The movement, as simple as it was, was causing pain to shoot up his back again. He gasped, flinching a bit. ''Fuckkk..you asshole.” Their legs were still intertwined; the only thing left that was keeping him from getting all the way up. Noah reached down, hooking his fingers around Mason’s thigh and pushing it to the side. Then he pulled his leg out. With his new found freedom, Noah lifted himself and climbed over Mason so he could get out. As he moved over the other, he paused for a brief second as skin brushed across skin in more private areas, causing a flush across his cheeks.

Grunting, he resumed moving, shoving the thought aside and climbing out of the bunk. Straightening his back, Noah winced once more and turned, walking off towards the bathroom. Turning, he glanced over his shoulder back into the mirror. The sight of his back, which looked like someone took a rake across his back multiple times, caused a yell mixed with surprise and horror to leave his pierced lips. ''What the fuck?!” Honestly, it had been a while since someone had tore his back up like this. Normally it was a few scratches, but shit. He stared at it for a few seconds, counting the number of scratches that he could tell were there. There was a lot of dried blood, as well as fresh that was oozing out of some of the deeper ones. ''You fucking deserve what I did to you.”

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tagged: Mason
word count: -- 565
notes: -- nerner
lyrics: ...to be loved - papa roach !
credit:NOTHING_PERSONAL @ CAUTION !

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