[Kenneth] Start a revolution

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Knox gently ran his hand over Angel's back, his other hand resting gently on his back.

Kenneth smiled at the kiss, turning his head to kiss his forehead. "I love you." He said quietly, drawing the little puppy closer to him.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Angel kept a delicate hand on his chest, his breaths slow. Hair fell across his face and he reached to push it back. He had seen Knox's temper previously, and it left him even more surprised.

Jordan smiled. "I love you too... I really do..." He murmured, reaching to lace their fingers together. He grimaced and moved his hand around until nothing was resting on the bruises. They weren't too terrible, though, and should fade in a few days.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Knox smiled, gently pushing his hair back into his face. He wrinkled his nose at him, though he appeared to be content to just sit there.

Kenneth held his hand loosely, not wishing to hurt him. He leaned back carefully, his head resting against the back of the sofa. He chewed on his lip, closing his eyes as a million things ran through his mind.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Angel groaned in mock complaint, reaching up to ruffle Knox's hair, blowing his own from his face. He sat up carefully in his lap, doing his best with the gel he had put in earlier to give Knox horns.

Jordan yawned, his stomach churning. He buried his face against Kenneth's shoulder, rubbing his stimach slowly as he closed his eyes sleepily.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Knox laughed, shaking his head. "I can't go on stage looking like satan, babe." He said, pulling Angel forward for a kiss.

"Please eat.." Kenneth pleaded quietly, squeezing his hand gently. "It's mac and cheese.. It's really good, baby. Please?" He gently tipped his chin back, looking over at him.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Babe? Angel swore Knox had only wanted him for the sex. He chuckled past his confusion. "You look more like wolverine." He met the kiss though, hands sliding to Knoxville's shoulders.

"Ouch..." Jordan smiled weakly as he moved Kenneth's hand a bit further away. Then he sighed. "I'm not hungry..I don't feel good.." But he'd also been dizzy, and knew that the food might help. He reached for it.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

"Well, Wolverine's a sexy motherfucker, so I'll take it." He teased, kissing him softly again as he wrapped his arms around his waist. He slowly played with the end of his shirt, making no move to raise it.

Kenneth helped him to grab it, moving the puppy a little closer to he could scoot over to give Jordan a little room to eat. "I promise it's good. I ate like, two plates. I'm sure Angel thinks we're a bunch of fatties now."

[jordan marcus ballard]

Angel smirked, meeting the second kiss before fixing his hair for him again. "It looks better this way." He insisted, felt Knox playing with his shirt.

Jordan nodded slowly, scooping a firkful and taking a bite. He heard Angel laugh.
"I just don't eat much. And I'm picky unlike you guys," Angel retorted.
Jordan took another bite. It was good, and wasn't making him feel as nauseous as he thought it would.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth smiled. "You'll grow out of that. You're on a bus. If you're picky, you're going to starve." He said, pushing his hair out of his eyes. It was getting long and clearly needed to be cut, but he didn't care. It wasn't as much of a bother as most people thought. "Knoxville can't eat dairy. And I don't eat anything green. But other than that..."

[jordan marcus ballard]

Angel scoffed. "We'll see." He wrinkled his nose at Knoxville. "Lactose intolerant," He teased, kissing the tip of his nose.
Jordan waved a hand. "No pickles," He complained after his mouthful of food had been swallowed. "Ever. Or I'll shoot you." He poke Kenneth in the leg gently as he leaned back. "Taffy however, is a whole 'nother story." He was feeling himself a little more now, cuddled up to Kenneth, Knox no longer mad at him and some food in his stomach.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

"I love pickles." Knox and Kenneth said at the same time. Kenneth smiled, reaching up to gently rub his nose. "I don't share fudge. Like Jordan doesn't share taffy." He pulled himself closer, kissing Jordan's temple.

"I usually skip the Chinese food. It does nothing but makes me sick. So I get pizza when everyone else eats that." Knox said.

[jordan marcus ballard]

"Eww," Jordan groaned, finishing his food and setting the box on the table. "They're so gross..anything pickled is." He smiled at the kiss. "Chinese is good though.."
"Chinese is disgusting," Angel countered, playing with Knoxville's fingers.
"You can eat pizza in the corner with Knox then." Jordan stuck his tongue out.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth wrinkled his nose, shaking his head. "Fine, I'll lay off the pickles." He teased.

"Whatever. You're so jealous we get the corner that you're going to be crying into your stir fry." Knoxville said sassily, and Kenneth couldn't help but smile, shaking his head again.

"We don't even eat stir fry. Some of the time..."

[jordan marcus ballard]

"Mustard is gross too." Jordan huffed, smirking at Knox's comment. He shook his head, curling up against Kenneth. He heard an amused laugh bubble past Angel's lips, and when he glanced back, the blonde was glancing at Knox in a moment of awe before he looked elsewhere and that look vanished.
Jordan smiled faintly, stretching a bit.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth looked over and smirked. "Knoxville and Angel, sitting in a-"

"Can it, Jefferson before you eat your teeth." Knox said, holding out his water bottle. "I'll fuck you up, motherfucker."

"Why?"

"Because you can't sing. That's why you play the bass, faggot."