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@angeriism
“…” He took up the offer, even if the other didn’t seem too sure about it. Noiz wrapped his arms around Koujaku, his head resting against his chest.
breathing slowly, he wrapped his arms around noiz's waist, holding him there. letting him cuddle up to him.
❛ Are you alright? ❜
“…Someone come cuddle with me.”
he hesitated a bit before opening his arms.
How long will I love you As long as stars are above you And longer if I can
❛ —Move. ❜
“ why don’t you move, yakuza. or is that too much for you to understand ?? ”
about me
name: alyssa. gender: cisgender female. pronouns: she/her. zodiac: aries. birthday: march, 23rd. sexuality: heteroromantic - bisexual ( + demisexual ) country: canada. religion: no religion. i believe in what i want to. mbti: n/a.
I’VE GOT SOME DAMN BAD INTENTIONS singleship , multiverse & private
"you are really warm.."
SEND ❛ YOU ARE REALLY WARM. ❜ FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS SUDDENLY CRAWLING OVER THEM AND LAYING ON MY MUSE, WHILE MY MUSE HAPPENED TO BE LYING ON THEIR BACK.
He didn't mind the fact that Aoba was spread across his stomach, the raven haired male expected as much from him, honestly. It was a very cold day, and when Koujaku came over (unexpected) ; he could tell that Aoba was planning something. He smiled, placing his hand on the bluenette's back. rubbing small circles, trying to warm his friend up. “ Comfortable ?? ”
send "you are really warm.." for my muse's reaction to yours suddenly crawling over them and laying on my muse, while my muse happened to be lying on their back
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“ Sir, could you please move? you're blocking my way. ”
“ Hey…!” A sound of protests escaped the younger’s lips as Koujaku did his of running gentle fingers down his face. Making to rid of any and all tears that welt up in his eyes and pooled onto his cheeks. Geeze, he felt like such a kid again. Just the thoughts alone gave him butterflies in his chest again. A warm sensation beating in his chest. Nostalgia? Probably. The fact that he called him cute once more caused a pout to squirm across his face. Though he appreciated the comment none the less. “And you’re still a hippo…” he mumbled, still to this day using the nickname he had given his close friend since childhood. A mispronunciation that turned to something he’d always call him in situations like this. His cheeks flash red as his hand is taken suddenly. His hand is gently tugged as it’s grasped onto as the two travel down the same place Aoba lived for years. He remembered. The azure haired male could simply just see it in his eyes and actions. His heart raced. His best friend was h o m e
The fact that Aoba still uses the cute little nickname he used when they were younger makes his heart melt. even if he would pretend to get hurt by the nickname, he absolutely loved it. It allowed him to make believe that everything was still the way it was when they were children.
Even if he did get lost, he wouldn't tell Aoba. It was a silly thing, but he always wanted to look tough & independent in front of the bluenette. he's never look vulnerable or unknowing when around him. he knows that Aoba thinks of him as a hero, he did since they were kids. Just because they were older didn't mean he still couldn't be his hero. he sighed happily, his thumb caressing over the back of Aoba's palm. Letting him know that he's here, he is finally here.
he's been waiting for years on end to be here again.
He couldn't help but look around, at the streets, at the broken apartments. the dying grass that nobody seems to care about. it's all so different from the mainland, but he feels so at home here. he hasn't felt this comfortable since he was last here. he wished he could stay here forever, never leave. just stay here, get rid of any troubles he once had.
he wishes there were a way to just stay here, he wishes he could just ( stay home. ) with one of the most important people in his entire existence.
ingenuous-scarlet.
“ .. what are you doing outside at this time? It's really late. ”
your otp picking out matching wedding bands
your otp arguing over potential baby names
your otp grumbling about getting up early to walk the dog
your otp playfully hip-checking each other while making dinner
your otp being domestic cuties
Revenge.
Pulling away did Aoba lightly touch at his face—realizing that yes, his eyes had pooled out with tears. But not tears that would welt up when his nerve ended hair was tugged at. No…the hair of having someone he cared the most for back. Koujaku left when he was still very young, before he started having trouble with his mind…and when he started getting involved in stupid things like drugs. Koujaku’s pats were comforting though. They were little reassurances telling him that it was okay to cry and that everything would be alright. After all, these little tricks always seemed to work for the two childhood friends. Once the bluenette had gathered enough of himself to talk did he just mumble a soft apology
. “Ahhh, I still live with Granny at the apartment.” So not much had changed from when the they were kids. He was sure Koujaku remembered just where they lived and needed no real assistance with heading there with him. Though if older male found himself dumbfounded and forgot a certain way to go, Aoba’d be willing to steer him in the right direction.
( still so cute ; just as he remembered )
Koujaku smiles down at him, wiping away any of the tears that started to run down Aoba’s cheeks. Looking down at his face reminded Koujaku just how much he missed the little bluenette, even though he wasn’t that ‘little’ anymore. The thought that his small childhood friend is no longer small is enough to almost bring him to tears ( again ).
“ You're so cute, Aoba. ” he said, a smile on his face.
The fact that he still lived with Tae almost excited him, knowing that Tae was still alive & healthy. It was going to be exciting to see her again also, after all, she's the only one that knows Koujaku's inheritance, since he's 100% sure his mother had told her when they were last here. The raven haired male grabbed his hand, dragging him down the street. He remembers this island as if he had been living here for years on end. It was almost weird how much he remembered it.
perhaps it was because he never forgot.
he's never been this excited before, he knows that much. he has been waiting years for this to happen again.
cont with tohiadedi.
message sent to : ミンク。
msg. how would I know?? i don't always know what they're doing 24/7. msg. and shut up, asshole. as if your prisoners are any better. msg. if it is them. i'll come over and get them but only if you ask kindly.
I'VE GOT SOME DAMN BAD INTENTIONS singleship , multiverse & private
Mizuki’s quietly going to pour himself a second cup of coffee and sit over at the bar counter, unaware of a certain freelance hairdresser entering his parlor.
a smile tugged at the ends of his thin lips, he walked over to the bar counter, sitting down && looking up at his friend. ❛ hey, mizuki. how are you holding up? ❜
