Closed RP With Orderisoutofstyle
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Raph slid open the door to Klarion’s penthouse suit, his lumbering bulk stepping with utter silence into the common area. He hoped Klarion wasn’t busy. A minuscule looking backpack hung on his back as he looked around. “Klarion? Teekl? It’s me….” He called, hoping they were in and that he wasn’t going to find himself face first in a trap meant for intruders.
The witch simply say at his kitchen table, an untouched cup of coffee in front of him. His arms were crossed over his chest as he stared off into space, the familiar voice the only thing that brought him back to reality. Eyes directing over to the kitchen entrance he called out. “In here.”
Raph made his way into the kitchen, his mask tails dangling over his shoulders. He offered a smile as he walked into the room, just happy to see his witch. “Hey, babe,” he said, “how’s it going?” He leaned down to press a kiss to the top of Klarion’s head.
The witch smiled and leaned back in his seat to look up at the terrapin. “Pretty bored actually.”
“Fun,” Raph stated flatly as his backpack dropped onto the floor, “guess I came along at the perfect time then, huh?”
“You always do.” The witch chuckled and looked to the bag. “Staying for a while?”
“Only if you want me to,” Raph said, “this is just some stuff… not important though… are you drinking coffee?” He looked curious.
“You can stay as long as you want.” The witch looked down to the mug in front of him. “I was going to, but it never happened.”
“Never liked the stuff myself,” Raph grabbed a chair and sat in it backward, “always liked soda instead.” He crossed his arms on the back of his chair. “I uh… hoped we could do something together… anything really… human world or Black Alley… whatever you want.”
Klarion arched a brow. “Well what did you have in mind? You wouldn’t ask if you didn’t have an idea at least.”
“I dunno….” he said, “I feel kinda… stuck… I need ta move around… DO something. But I want to be with you.”
“Hmmm, well is there anywhere you’ve ever wanted to visit?” Klarion leaned forward.
“I uh…. I wanna know more about what you’re accustomed to… Where you spend your days…” Raph tilted his head to one side.
Klarion tilted his head to the side with him. “You sure?”
“I really am curious about what you do every day…” Raphael admitted.
“Well, recently I haven’t been doing much. There isn’t really a need to do what I used to now that I have you…. But, I guess we could do what I would before now, huh?” The witch stood. “We’re going to my dimension. Want to grab your brothers so they don’t bitch about you seeing Batman without them?” Klarion teased and leaned over the table to press a kiss to Raph’s cheek.
Raph turned his head, effectively shifting what would have been a cheek kiss to be a kiss on his lips. “I have the feeling they’ll be pissed if I don’t agree…” he said, “any chance we can put a muzzle on Mike?”
“I’ll see what I can do.~” the witch purred and kissed him again.
Raph chuckled. “Thanks,” he said, then paused. “I uh… wanted to bring you something… but I couldn’t think of anything you didn’t already have…. So… I uh… brought milk and cookies….” He would have blushed if his skin weren’t so dark. “For when we can back and it’s just you and me…” He motioned at his backpack.
The witch chuckled. “Well, then you actually brought me something I don’t already have.”
Raph laughed at this. “But could easily get some if you actually wanted it,” he said, “uhhh…. you’re not allergic to chocolate or anything, are you?”
“I’m not allergic to anything. Except holy water.” Klarion joked.
“I don’t even know how to get holy water...” Raph stated flatly.
