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Park Daesung - 40 - LA - ex bounty hunter/barman

❝ To go wrong in one's own way is better than to go right in someone else's ❞

Daesung has been living in the states for 7 years now. Having been a rather skilful bounty hunter back in Korea, he decided to give his life another chance and start over. Daesung is the name he gave himself, a new identity, a new passport, a whole new career. He’s a man who doesn’t take any bullshit from anyone, he doesn’t tolerate abuse or harassment. The kind of man who would do anything for the person he loves, that is.. if he lets a person like that into his life.

FC - Gong Yoo

< about Daesung >

Jeon Junghwa- ??? - LA - Vampire

❝ Souls and memories can do strange things during trance❞

Junghwa is used to being alone. Since he was young he always managed on his own, surviving barely, that’s until he met the one who would turn him. Centuries he lived serving his master, until he was alone again. Forming a cult wasn’t what he wanted from life, so he made do alone. Relocating from city to city, new country every ten to fifteen years. Winning him over isn’t easy, he can come off rather cold.

FC - Dohwan Woo

< about Junghwa >

Choi Jungmin aka Mimi - a runaway - 26 years old, gay

Mimi lives off of shoplifting, crashing on people’s couches, beds or in manga/internet cafes, depending on the circumstances. he is known for getting his own way, batting those eyes usually helps him quite a lot. can often be found doing odd jobs, might be washing dishes one day and handing out leaflets the next day. anything to get some money, whatever it took to manage on his own. though he barely manages, he’s proud to say he can do it on his own. relying on people never worked out for him.

Nipple and navel piercings. Lobes pierced, twice on the left side. Doesn’t always have his piercings in, besides the navel piercing that he never takes out. Usually looking glitzy. Currently blond, changes his hair colour often. Sometimes wears fake glasses, coloured lenses. Clothes have no gender.

FC - Ji Chang-min

< about Mimi >

Nicky - a receptionist/singer - 28 years old, gay

❝ Even though you're growing up, you should never stop having fun. ❞

Nicky lives an almost carefree life. Moving from UK to Korea came easy to him thanks to his parents and their wealth. He has struggled with drugs, alcohol. Bettering his life, but temptations of life do get to him at times. Trying to make it as a musician, he often can be found in bars during open mic sessions. Singing and playing piano. Strong willed and well spoken, Nicky can be won over easily, but he can also cause trouble. Especially if given alcohol, he can’t handle it as well as he did when he was younger. He’s rather lightweight.

FC - Lee Sungho

< about Nicky >

Hikari - OnlyFans model - 26 years old, gay

❝ I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best. ❞

Hikari lives a carefree life. He looks approachable, but can be quite blunt and sometimes even rude. Everyone has ulterior motives after all, so he is wary about men who approach him. Whether it was being mistaken for a girl or cat called. Fans were the worst. Still young. Still finding himself.

FC - Yoshinori Kanemoto

< about Hikari >

Ryuji - ochaya employee/resident - 25 years old

Ryuji is reserved. A bit awkward at first, unsure how to interact with anyone who isn’t from the tea house. He looks very approachable in his yukata, but often ends up being shy and a little apprehensive about talking to people. Sweet and innocent, he doesn’t have any experience when it comes to love or intimacy. He was a nerd back in school, no friends, just books.

❝ Don't sit down and wait for the opportunities to come. Get up and make them.❞

FC - Koga Yudai

< about Ryuji >

Brynn - Baker in Sydney Australia - 25 years old

A laid back normal guy who simply loves baking. Brynn enjoys the most simplest things in life, as in finding new cute cafes to visit, making new friends and gaming the night away. He’s super kind and generous, a friendly face who is just as friendly once you get to know him. Brynn likes bringing smiles to people’s faces, baking for them, brightening their days any way he can. Even if it’s just a hug or a helping hand. He’s a good kid.

❝ You can't buy happiness, but you can bake it. ❞

FC - Felix from Stray Kids

< about Brynn >

Colin - Massage Therapist in LA - 35 years old

❝ The darkest places in hell are reserved for those who maintain their neutrality in times of moral crisis. ❞

FC - Jamie Bower

< about Colin >

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FRESH MEAT.

Haneul ( Kim Hardy ) - serial killer, softer than he seems, will spoil you rotten with a chance to get hurt in the process.

Kevin ( Noh Sanghyun ) - Property management/drug lord. Stern and very persuasive. A determined coldhearted man who can cracked by the right person.

Colin (Jamie Bower) - Massage Therapist. Flirty. Playful. Can come off mean at times.

Trial muses available.

Xiaobo - bouncer, like drugs and getting drunk, has sex with anyone who makes a move on him.

Lune ( Only One Of - Yoojung ) - exotic dancer, will date you for money and other services.

Taehyun (Bambam) - demon, spends his days hunting demon hunters and nights partying.

Alice in Borderland ( canon muses on request ).

Niragi Suguru - 24, militant on the beach

Chishiya Shuntaro - 26, resident on the beach

On hold.

Alex <about>

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Junghwa would take that hand so gently, as if it would crumble under his touch. A smile instantly growing, the look in his eyes was as tender as that touch, as precious as this whole moment between the two. Never again. He prayed to the gods, may they never again let him snap and lay a finger on the only person he had ever truly loved. Him, a vampire, was actually praying.

Oh how beautiful they were and they didn’t even realise it. “Ondinea, you look beautiful.” The hand is brought to his lips which gingerly press against the soft skin, a kiss. “Do you want me to really tell you the destination or would you prefer for it to be a surprise?” The ball was in their court, Junghwa wasn’t going to mess up again. Ondinea held all the cards. “I promise, from the bottom of my heart, this is a good surprise and you’re going to like it. Trust me.”

[gothhousehusband]

vampire boyfriend who thinks it’s cute when you bite him back

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I’ll work on replies soon. My spark isn’t the strongest right now and I am afraid of losing it. Might hide in discord for a bit if anyone wants something small there? No pressure of course.

Love you all. Peace.

I feel like I am hurting people left right and centre. I distance myself to protect others, but hurt them along the way. I am sorry people. I will be here again properly soon, how soon… I don’t know ❤️

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Never really understood why people block others for no reason.

Back with replies tomorrow. Been a stressful week.

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Should I or should I not…I love you…

Do you love me as much as I love you?

A promise that I love you, a promise that I am yours. If you want that.

@officerconners

[officerconners]

00:04

I love this man, but I am not sure I am the best person for him. He’s kind and clever, he’s so handsome. Caring. Always looks after everyone around him, then there is me. Scrawny. Immature at times. Unsure about the future ahead of me. I love him and I want the best for him, but can I really be with him? Can I make him happy?

Am I allowed to love someone this perfect?

You just have to remember that this person is picking you because he likely loves you too. It isn’t about what you can give him. If you are who he wants then you are already giving him what he needs, your love and all that come with you being with him. Don’t worry about the future so much eh? Worry about the now and how this man treats you and loves you. Enjoy it, you’re allowed to be loved. This guy sounds like a good guy yeah? So enjoy him as he enjoys you. Things happen for a reason and to me it sounds like something is there for both of you to be together.

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“You are. You’re amazing.” The words come out as a groan, too focused on the pleasure, on making sure Astin kept on releasing those beautiful sounds. Hips not showing any signs of stopping, proceeding to pull out almost completely and slapping inside again. Again and again and again. Hitting the same spot repeatedly. The room filled with the way their skin met, the slapping sounds, the bed-frame shifting and the moans.

Astin truly was something else.

Haneul captured those lips once more, perhaps so he could silence himself. He wasn’t new to sex, but this pleasure was definitely something he hadn’t experienced in quite some time. Out of this world. The bunny, in a way, had captured him as well. The wolf was trapped. Astin was going to be the man to tame the wolf, to make sure he never even dared to look at another man or a woman.

A spilled drink. That’s all it took. Who could have known.

Haneul does eventually slow down, but not because he wanted to stop. Definitely not. He pushes in as deep as possible before using his grip to get their positions changed. Astin on top of him, sitting on his lap with his cock buried deep inside. The look in his eyes screamed hunger, more. Voice just as suave as before. “Show me what a bunny can do, come on baby boy. Let me see you bouncing for me.” He releases those hips, hands running along Astin’s chest, all the way to his thighs. Giving them an encouraging squeeze.

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Close.

Astin didn’t need to say more. Hips not stopping even for a fraction of a second, pounding into the other like no tomorrow. Again and again, even when those walls clench up and there is a mess made. “Me too, fuck.. me too baby, I am so close.” His voice was hoarse, strained from the continuous sounds of pleasure slipping past his lips. Haneul pulls Astin down, forehead to forehead. Mouth hanging open.

It didn’t take him long, a couple more thrusts, each one of them deep. There was no way he could hold back his orgasm now, not after seeing the bliss on Astin’s face. The other’s orgasm bringing his own dangerously close. Haneul grabs Astin’s hips suddenly, pushing them firmly down on his own, cock buried deep inside the man as he finally lets himself spill over. Groaning out lowly as the orgasm takes over his body, flowing out as he releases inside that tight hole. Throbbing. Pulsating repeatedly until the hold loosens, just enough to show Astin that he was coming down from his high, but not enough for the other to actually get off. Not yet.

Gently he would press his lips against Astin’s, a complete contrast to the kisses they had just shared. Intimate in a whole new way. “Mine.” He whispers, one of his hands coming up, fingers brushing through the other’s hair. Soothing in a way. “I’m never letting you go now Astin, I hope you truly understand what that entails. You’re mine.” Another kiss, also quite delicate. Needing this moment to catch his breath and actually calm down, despite still being inside Astin.

Slowly he would help Astin get off and just as carefully he would help Astin lay down next to him. Opening his arms for the other immediately. “Come here bunny boy, come on. We can take a shower in a bit, I want to hold you first.”

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“We should… I don’t know..” he mumbles, trying to figure out which the best option was. Him giving up his apartment or the other way around. Hikari would lean against Hansol, eyes closed and arms wrapped around the other. “Maybe I could move in with you? I rent month to month, it’s probably easier for me to get out of my lease.”

Slowly he would pull back, just a little, just enough to look into the other’s eyes. A warm smile lingering on his face. “I love you too, so very much.”

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“A place together?” Hikari couldn’t help but smile, even wider than he had been just moments ago. He didn’t want to mention it, but that was something he had dreamt of. The start of their story, their own home. It still sounded like a fairytale, it had since they first met. Hikari was still somewhat convinced that this was a dream. He would wrap his arms around Hansol’s neck.

“I like that idea, a lot actually. A place just for us, but only on one condition. We need to bless every room in the house, they say it brings luck… I think, I don’t really know, but we should do it anyway.”

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Chishiya should have known that was going to happen. Panting heavily as Sophocles pulls away, leaving him pushed against the wall. Torture, but expected. There was no way Sophocles was going to proceed when there was no need for it anymore, it stung in a way. Chishiya frowns at the comment, the insults. They were unnecessary, but this also was expected. After all, Sophocles hated him. This was all a game, all to stay alive.

“Look who’s talking.” Chishiya pushed himself up from against the wall, fixing his clothes. Pants. Visibly turned on and he had no way of hiding it. Flushed expression, out of breath, as he steps out.

Chishiya’s eyes dart around, scoping out the survivors. Not many. His hunch had paid off once again and helped them survive. Sophocles could be angry, disgusted, but Chishiya didn’t care. They were alive and that’s all what mattered. “You should be thanking me, did no one teach you manners? I could have left you guessing, dead.” Chishiya grabs the man’s wrist, pulling Sophocles along and off the premises of the game. A new card stolen and slipped into his pocket without anyone noticing.

The grip was firm, not giving Sophocles a chance to protest. He doesn’t say much, clearly not thinking straight. Being the dominant one didn’t suit him, but he couldn’t accept how the game had ended. Not satisfied, not pleased. “I hate you so fucking much.” He mumbles as he finally stops walking, a dark alleyway, remote. The other players taking the obvious route away, the opposite to where Chishiya had dragged Sophocles. He doesn’t look at the man, still holding that wrist, pushing down the urge to basically throw himself at the other. “I.. want to continue.” He finally mumbles, quiet, barely audible. Ready to hear insults, ready to be turned down. That’s just how Sophocles was after all.

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Sophocles didn’t know, but having his hair grabbed like that was a turn on for Chishiya. Keeping it long was definitely a good idea. The thought crossed his mind, but leaves as quickly as it arrived. Head guided, that cock hitting the back of his throat again and again, ripping more of those sultry sounds from the blonde. Chishiya basically drooling all over that cock. Running out of breath faster than he thought he would, so he pull back. Gasping for air, yet making sure to keep his hand moving. Stroking whilst catching his breath, looking up at Sophocles with this lust filled expression. Pleading the man without saying a word.

“I dare you to say something nice. Come on and I might let you cum inside me. I know you’re enjoying this.” He gives the base of the man’s cock a squeeze. Whilst his words were anything but innocent, his expression was something else. Chishiya carried himself well in most situations, but right now, kneeling there and looking up at Sophocles. He was a mess. Flushed face, drool running down his chin.

“Finish what you started.” Who started this again? Chishiya knew it wasn’t the other, but he also didn’t care, he simply wanted Sophocles to cave and give them what both of them clearly wanted. “I bet you’d feel so damn good inside me, don’t you think so? I haven’t been fucked in forever. Just say you want me and you can rip me a new one. It’s tight. I can promise you that.” Not a lie, for once. Chishiya pressed an almost innocent looking kiss at the tip of the man’s cock before standing up. Free arm wrapping around Sophocles’s neck, pulling him closer so their lips almost touch. “Or are you scared?” Without letting Sophocles reply he would lock their lips, kissing the other passionately. Lips parted. Tongue on tongue. Messy. Heated. A step up from the kisses they shared during the game. During the kiss his hand picks up its speed, stroking him. Trying his hardest to cause Sophocles to flip and reveal the desire within him. The man wasn’t fooling anybody.

[yungdonr]

i like mine obsessed and touchy

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Ryuji doesn’t drink, not straight away. Instead he would watch Makoto, that smile, how it grew. It brought Ryuji so much happiness, to see the man relax and perhaps show a side of himself he didn’t show just anyone. That smile, somehow he knew it was special, rare. The warmth itself leaves Ryuji smiling, bringing the cup up to his lips. “I’m glad you like it. I really take pride in tea, it’s an honour to be working here.” Being taken in, given a home when he had nowhere else to go, a job. Ryuji was grateful for it all. The tea really did feel relaxing, soothing in a way, taking away any discomfort that breeze had caused. Instantly feeling warmer.

“But? But nothing. I promise I don’t mind. I’m happy to help. If no one had been kind to me when I needed help then god knows where I would be right now. Would I even be alive? Being kind doesn’t cost anything, it’s the least I can do as I also used to be in a similar situation before.” Ryuji explains, his voice soothing, calm. Serene in a way. Everything about him screamed peace, kindness was embedded into him and helping came naturally to him. “Just, if you see someone in need, help them. Be kind and listen, give them a chance before judging them and turning away.” He knew how people could be, how many had turned him down when he needed it the most. Friends who abandoned him when times were hard. Family who decided they wanted nothing to do with him and for what?

Ryuji placed the cup down, leaning forward a little to listen to Makoto. The choice of words, confusing at times, but he listens. A small smile on his face, a little sad looking. “We all make mistakes and whilst I don’t know your father, I’m sure things will cool down eventually. Father’s can be tough sometimes, I always thought that’s how they show they care, but I can’t know. Try not to let it bother you too much, I’m sure you had your reasons for lying.” Ryuji reached over, a brief gentle touch on the man’s hand, his own still warm from holding the cup. A reassuring smile, just a kind gesture to show he had been listening and that he somewhat understands what the man was going through.

“If you want to forget, then I might have some sake lying around. We could share a bottle after showering? As long as you’re okay with keeping an eye on me, I don’t really drink often and I’m afraid I’ll make a fool of myself.” He chuckles, trying to lighten the mood a little. Anything to bring that smile back, it definitely left a mark and Ryuji was desperate to see it again. “You might even hear me singing, trust me, you’ll end up laughing in no time.” Another chuckle, Ryuji shakes his head thinking about it, attention turning back to the cup. “Sorry, I’m really bad at entertaining, I have never done this before.” Cup back in his hands and the tea disappearing in no time. A sigh passing his lips, content. “Ahhh, so nice. I’m feeling much warmer already.” Ryuji leaned back, feeling somewhat restricted in that kimono. “Let me know when you want to shower, I’ll prepare it for you.”

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Ryuji knew there was bad in the world, having experienced plenty of that himself had left him the way he was. Scared at times, yet kind. Kinder than most people out there, just wishing and hoping he can bring some kind of happiness into the world.

A smile could go a long way.

So there he was, kneeling by the kotatsu, a sweet smile lingering on his face. Radiant. Instantly brightening up the room as Makoto emerges from the bathroom.. when he does finally notice him, busy preparing the table, the snacks.. sake. Humming quietly, a song which sounded kind of sad. A song he had heard a few night prior and simply couldn’t get out of his head. Ryuji truly did love to sing, but he was being mindful and somewhat reserved, knowing Makoto was there. Footsteps burst the bubble he was in, causing him to look over at the man standing not far from him. Ryuji smiles. One would think the warmth was coming from the kotatsu, but with how bright Ryuji was they could be easily mistaken.

“How was your shower? Did you find everything okay?” A bit of a struggle as he gets up, tangled up in the blanket, almost stumbling over. Having long legs was sometimes troublesome. It leaves him chuckling. “I promise I didn’t start before you, I got stuck.” Another chuckle as he pushes his hair back, it was finally drying. It wouldn’t be far off how he most likely was going to be after a few drinks, he was a lightweight after all. Delicate, it was written all over his body, including his alcohol tolerance. Makoto would find that out eventually.

“Why don’t you get comfortable. It’s warm there, I promise. I just need to bring us glasses and perhaps some.. hm, juice? In case the sake is too strong.” He says them but means himself, a sip of juice between each shot would only make the drink go down better. Perhaps not the best idea, but idea nonetheless. “I cut us up some fruits, got some nuts and crisps and please don’t judge me, but I am learning to make mochi, so there’s like all different kinds there.” The table was definitely colourful, lots of different snacks in these cute little bowls. Ryuji loved the cherry blossom season and it reflected in the tableware. Spring was by far his favourite.

“If you want you can pick something for us to watch? I’m happy with just about everything.” He hesitated for a moment before reaching out. There was a loose piece of string on the shirt Makoto was wearing and he couldn’t ignore it. He picks it off without much thinking, obviously. Holding it between two fingers, almost as if it was some kind of a precious thing. The same genuine smile still seen on his face. Quickly those hands end up behind his back, him leaning forward slightly, dangerously close to a man he barely knew. Smiling still.

Oblivious.

Too gentle. Too sweet. Too innocent for his own good. If those could be considered flaws, then he had plenty.

“I will be back in a minute. Sit. Relax. Have a mochi.” The last was a joke, but then again at the same time.. it wasn’t. Simply trying to help Makoto feel more at ease, to show him this was a safe place and he didn’t need to worry.

It probably didn’t even take a minute for him to grab what he had been looking for. Two small glasses and a bottle tucked under each arm, one more sake (just in case) and a juice. Head tilted as he looks down at the table for a moment, pouting. Lost in thoughts, calculating how to place the stuff down. He ends up kneeling, that shirt really not helping much as it kept riding up, but he barely notices it. Too busy placing everything down on the table. “Did you pick a film?”

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Chishiya should have known that was going to happen. Panting heavily as Sophocles pulls away, leaving him pushed against the wall. Torture, but expected. There was no way Sophocles was going to proceed when there was no need for it anymore, it stung in a way. Chishiya frowns at the comment, the insults. They were unnecessary, but this also was expected. After all, Sophocles hated him. This was all a game, all to stay alive.

“Look who’s talking.” Chishiya pushed himself up from against the wall, fixing his clothes. Pants. Visibly turned on and he had no way of hiding it. Flushed expression, out of breath, as he steps out.

Chishiya’s eyes dart around, scoping out the survivors. Not many. His hunch had paid off once again and helped them survive. Sophocles could be angry, disgusted, but Chishiya didn’t care. They were alive and that’s all what mattered. “You should be thanking me, did no one teach you manners? I could have left you guessing, dead.” Chishiya grabs the man’s wrist, pulling Sophocles along and off the premises of the game. A new card stolen and slipped into his pocket without anyone noticing.

The grip was firm, not giving Sophocles a chance to protest. He doesn’t say much, clearly not thinking straight. Being the dominant one didn’t suit him, but he couldn’t accept how the game had ended. Not satisfied, not pleased. “I hate you so fucking much.” He mumbles as he finally stops walking, a dark alleyway, remote. The other players taking the obvious route away, the opposite to where Chishiya had dragged Sophocles. He doesn’t look at the man, still holding that wrist, pushing down the urge to basically throw himself at the other. “I.. want to continue.” He finally mumbles, quiet, barely audible. Ready to hear insults, ready to be turned down. That’s just how Sophocles was after all.

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Show me.

That’s all it took for Chishiya to act out his desires. There was no hesitation, just hunger, as he proceeds to undo the man’s trousers. Before Sophocles could change his mind. To get so close just to have it taken away, that would be the worst after all. Chishiya was in no means shy, but this, despite how desperate he was to show… prove Sophocles, there was a hint of nervousness there. Barely, but it was there. From the way his fingers ran along the now bare thighs, hooking to the waistband of his boxers, tugging on the fabric. “I’ll have you moaning in no time.” No going back as he pulls down the said fabric, faced with the erection he had moments ago been fondling. If Sophocles looked down he could perhaps see a faint blush on Chishiya’s face, that’s if Chishiya wasn’t so busy drooling at the sight of the man’s cock. Definitely horny. Definitely regretting this later on, knowing how pathetic he looked.

Those almost delicate fingers wrap around the hardness, Chishiya inching closer at the same time, wetting his lips before darting his tongue out. A small cat like lick followed by another, kisses peppered along the length. Tongue running along it, flicking over the slit to taste him better. A tease. “So hard, just for me.” Chishiya dares to look up at Sophocles. Making sure the man was watching him, as at that moment he parts those lips of his, wrapping them around the head of the man’s cock. Slow at first, testing the waters pretty much. Bobbing his head whilst maintaining whatever eye contact he has been graced with. Stroking along the base, unable to yet fit it all into his mouth, not relaxed enough. Sophocles was definitely blessed. Free hand holding onto the man’s hip, movements becoming faster with time, his own hunger preventing him from actually being a tease much longer. Though he was trying not to, Chishiya moans, vibrations running along the length. Faster. Closer. Eyes closed when his full attention is given to that cock. Determined to give Sophocles the best damn blowjob he has ever had.

Not once did he think he’d end up there, on his knees, taking someone’s cock down his throat like that and for that someone to be.. him, Sophocles.

[roleplayasksandmemes]

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“You didn’t think I’d show up?” He said looking at him with a chuckle. “Yeah? You do eh? I’ve said it to you a couple times before but it was during some moments that you were overwhelmed and all, or falling asleep.” He kept his smile on his lips. Moving his hands to place them on his hips pulling him in. “So I’ll just have to keep saying it from here on out hm?” Moving his hands up to cup his cheeks and kisses him once again, allowing his eyes to close. 

“I thought I heard it one time, when I was falling asleep. I thought I was dreaming. I thought it was something I made up in my mind.” Cheeks dusted pink, hands running along Drake’s arms until he could wrap them around the man’s neck. Smile lingering on his face. “I’ve been wanting to say those words for some time now, but never had the courage to do so. I wasn’t sure if you’d take it well. I know I am not the best of fishes in the sea, but my feelings for you are true.” Lune melts into the kiss, eyes closing instantly. His smile widening. Body leaning against Drake’s. He whispers. “I love you.” Against the lips before letting them bask in the moment.

[goth-queen]

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Ryuji doesn’t drink, not straight away. Instead he would watch Makoto, that smile, how it grew. It brought Ryuji so much happiness, to see the man relax and perhaps show a side of himself he didn’t show just anyone. That smile, somehow he knew it was special, rare. The warmth itself leaves Ryuji smiling, bringing the cup up to his lips. “I’m glad you like it. I really take pride in tea, it’s an honour to be working here.” Being taken in, given a home when he had nowhere else to go, a job. Ryuji was grateful for it all. The tea really did feel relaxing, soothing in a way, taking away any discomfort that breeze had caused. Instantly feeling warmer.

“But? But nothing. I promise I don’t mind. I’m happy to help. If no one had been kind to me when I needed help then god knows where I would be right now. Would I even be alive? Being kind doesn’t cost anything, it’s the least I can do as I also used to be in a similar situation before.” Ryuji explains, his voice soothing, calm. Serene in a way. Everything about him screamed peace, kindness was embedded into him and helping came naturally to him. “Just, if you see someone in need, help them. Be kind and listen, give them a chance before judging them and turning away.” He knew how people could be, how many had turned him down when he needed it the most. Friends who abandoned him when times were hard. Family who decided they wanted nothing to do with him and for what?

Ryuji placed the cup down, leaning forward a little to listen to Makoto. The choice of words, confusing at times, but he listens. A small smile on his face, a little sad looking. “We all make mistakes and whilst I don’t know your father, I’m sure things will cool down eventually. Father’s can be tough sometimes, I always thought that’s how they show they care, but I can’t know. Try not to let it bother you too much, I’m sure you had your reasons for lying.” Ryuji reached over, a brief gentle touch on the man’s hand, his own still warm from holding the cup. A reassuring smile, just a kind gesture to show he had been listening and that he somewhat understands what the man was going through.

“If you want to forget, then I might have some sake lying around. We could share a bottle after showering? As long as you’re okay with keeping an eye on me, I don’t really drink often and I’m afraid I’ll make a fool of myself.” He chuckles, trying to lighten the mood a little. Anything to bring that smile back, it definitely left a mark and Ryuji was desperate to see it again. “You might even hear me singing, trust me, you’ll end up laughing in no time.” Another chuckle, Ryuji shakes his head thinking about it, attention turning back to the cup. “Sorry, I’m really bad at entertaining, I have never done this before.” Cup back in his hands and the tea disappearing in no time. A sigh passing his lips, content. “Ahhh, so nice. I’m feeling much warmer already.” Ryuji leaned back, feeling somewhat restricted in that kimono. “Let me know when you want to shower, I’ll prepare it for you.”

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“Blessings in heaven? Makoto, that’s too much. I am just doing what anyone else would do. I am being a decent human being. I am being kind. More people should be kind.” Despite him denying such heavenly praise, he couldn’t help but smile at the comment. Knowing he had helped someone, knowing he had done something good and the person was actually grateful. It meant a lot to him.

“Hm? I guess if neither of us would remember, then perhaps we could? It could be fun.” Ryuji sets down his empty cup, sighing softly. He smiles, trying not to think about how embarrassing it would be to have someone hear him sing. Sake definitely helped him to relax and not care about what others thought, but Makoto.. he’d be staying there for some time and maybe he would remember? Would he find Ryuji weird? Would he end up embarrassing himself to the point where Makoto decided it was better off out there?

Okay, perhaps he was overthinking this a little.

“Okay good, let’s have showers. Are you sure you don’t want to go first though? You’ve had a rough day, you deserve to be able to relax and get comfortable.” Ryuji gathers their cups after standing up, taking them to the kitchen so he could wash them later. For a moment he forgets, undoing the obi. The kimono hanging just a bit more loosely on him when he turns around. “Make yourself at home, have a look around. I won’t be long, promise.” Shower went fast, he’s out in a jiffy as he didn’t want to leave the man alone for too long, knowing it wouldn’t make him a good host if he left suddenly.

Dressed in a more casual attire. Loose shirt, it almost looked like a dress on him. If he’d be alone that would be all he wore, but he opted for trousers. He had fresh towel, a shirt and trousers for Makoto. A smile on his face. Fresh, bare face with hair still wet.

“The shower is waiting. I’ll prepare us some snacks, drinks. Take your time, use whatever products you want. No limits. This is your home for time being.” Ryuji hands the towel and clothes to Makoto and shows him the way to the bathroom, still steaming from the shower he had just had. Clearly oblivious, too trusting, too kind. Holding onto the door for a few seconds before letting go, flustered. “Ah yes, I’m going I’m going. Have a nice shower.” He quickly closed the door, giving Makoto some privacy. Using the time to prepare the said snacks and drinks.