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12:57am & I should be sleeping (via latelycravingmore)

[kimyng-deactivated20150202]

"Don’t tell me you expected that to change overnight? Sorry to say, Yeol, I’m not changing." There was a pause as his gaze had met the other’s again, silence between the two as he had obviously been staring in his direction. "Y—" Lips had parted to speak, to question him on his staring problem, but he was cut off by the elder’s words. Heaving a sigh, he was quick to pull himself off of his bed to crouch down and scoop the kitten up in his arms.

"Shh, don’t worry, he didn’t mean any of that." He coos softly, shooting the elder a look as he had taken a seat back on the bed, the kitten nuzzling his abdomen as he had settled him upon his lap. "Woke up quite grumpy, didn’t you? Sounds like someone needs more sleep." He mumbles the last few words, leaning back on the palm of his hands.

[kuryeo]

           ❝Don't tell me you expect that to change overnight? Sorry to say, Red, I'm not changing either.❞ his words are similar, of course, too similar to the younger's as it was what he said prior to scooping up the small kitten in hand. Their relationship is funny for him and yet he's growing used to seeing him first thing in the morning and maybe the last thing by night, it's uncanny, and he needs to control the urge within himself but he's not so sure if it's still tamable. He rolls his eyes at the sight, slumping himself back down on the bed as he groans by the lack of sleep--he's only and always grumpy, he's not even going to lie about it and it's a part of his morning routine to heave that off his system with sturdy steps and with a glass of fresh milk but he's not home and he won't be, anytime soon.

           ❝I'm always grumpy. What's new?❞ his eyes are now closed and his back is rested upon the mattress of the bed, a sigh leaving his lips by the comfort that the sheets provide him as he tangles his legs with the blanket and with the pillow pressed upon his side for a better leverage.

          ❝Let's sleep.❞

[kimyng-deactivated20150202]

With a scoff, he remains still as arms had folded across his chest. “I’m not tired enough, plus it’s too early.” He flicks back his brown bangs from his hues, gaze averting from the other. “Oh and I’m not calling you hyung, so don’t count on that.”

[kuryeo]

❝Still a brat, I see?❞ he stifles a yawn by the back of his hand, shaking his head by the lack of sleep that he received that night--he still can't seem to force himself to be shaken awake so he sits by the edge of the young lad's bed, ruffling, tousling his hair even further. Chanyeol turns with his body, facing the younger as he stares at him for quite some time, a moment to examine his facade and how he looks that moment before he averts his gaze down to the kitten below him, nuzzling on his foot.

         ❝Who the fuck told you that I'm your owner?❞ there's no use in pretending he's not groggy nor very grumpy in the morning, the latter knows that already anyway and the kitten would soon have to grow used to it, too. ❝Get this filthy shit off my foot or I'll kick it out the window.❞

[kuryeo]

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Escaping an amused laugh, Matteo reached to fix the collar of the taller's shirt with a smirk of his own shaping rosy tiers. "Do you think you can handle me, Chanyeol? I'm not a submissive bitch, you know. You'd have to tame me first."

It isn't about taming, it's knowing who controls who and who obliges to the other's responses and requests given in hand. It would never matter to him anyway, because for as long as he knows it, he owns the top of the game, like always and it will never change. His tongue darts out from the corner of his lips, swiping it across his plump pair as he lets his eyes set upon the latter's visage, a smirk slowly curling upon the corner of his lips soon after that ministration, only to show him that no, he can't say anything that could change his mind because he's in control, Chanyeol always have the upper hand.

                 ❝Babe, we both know we can't have that coming yet.❞ his head is tipped to the side, leaning forward so his breath could linger upon Matteo's ear, the warm breeze of the air that he pushes through the words that echoes in the air. Maybe he likes defiance, it's what keeps everything complicated and complication is the best, especially when he's in the mood of taming something that could never be his.

                 ❝Maybe I like feisty, maybe I won't tame you so you'd tame yourself in front of me.❞ slipping an arm around the man's waist, he pulls him closer with the same breath upon the skin of his neck--he inhales his scent and it's definitely his to take, the same boyish scent that is only for Matteo to have, it's something that he managed to lure himself in and now he can't stop himself from what he's doing.  ❝I can definitely tame you if you beg for it.❞

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[kuryeo]

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first, there's content. it settles in his bones as his arms tighten around the other male and warmth seeps into his skin. then there's confusion, stemming from the man's question and he pulls away carefully, brows furrowed. "where am i?"

Warmth is something that he provides to people, whether they're cold or they need comfort. It's something that makes him feel like he's a part of them, too, either way of what others would think of him. Chanyeol has his own mind, the mind that kept controlling the things that roams around his own body and soul, no wonder he's always impulsive, no wonder he took the small man home even when he doesn't really let anyone in. And he's awake.

                         ❝Had a good sleep, little fella?❞ His voice is low and somewhat comforting but that doesn't mean he'll slowly tear down his walls for the other. He looks like he needed the rest, anyway and an explanation as to why he was there in the first place.

                        ❝My house, obviously. Were you drugged the other night, you passed out pretty quickly.❞ is what he says after a few minutes of composing it inside his head, he didn't want to be rude but he has the authority to do so, it's his house anyway and he could do whatever he likes to those who trespasses.

[kuryeo]

❝I'm still so very fucking lazy. I would like to apologize for the unreplied threads and shit on my inbox. I'm just a very lazy person and maybe my bed has been too clingy for the past few days. Patience is a virtue, that's all.❞

[kuryeo]

It was a long day so I'll probably pass out soon enough but if some wants to have a little chat, I'll be on aim. chanyvl

[kuryeo]

"If I was your lover, you'd wake up to my handsome face every morning."

A laugh quickly escapes from his lips by his friend's comment, clicking his tongue by the roof of his mouth. Chanyeol lifts a hand over to the small man's face, brushing his skin with his knuckle as he clicks his tongue again, emitting a snort after. "You're so conceited. Now I know why we're best of friends. Don't worry, I'll keep that in mind."

[kuryeo]

If I was your lover I'd show you how much we have in common; like the passion we share for riding.

"You're too sweet sometimes, Theo. But we both know that your passion for riding is something I don't have and I'd rather be the one being ridden." quickly snapping his head to let his bangs gaze over his forehead, a smirk residing on his lips. "Do you want to ride me instead?"

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chanyeol’s cute aegyo

[ams-trip-deactivated20180127]

Please be clingy with me. Get worried if I don’t text you back in ten minutes, blow up my phone, when we’re in public you better hold my hand and kiss me, tell me that you miss me or love me all the time. But also I want you to trust me. If I’m dating you then it means that I’m all for you. I don’t want a relationship that will last a few days. I got into this because I saw something with you. I am yours, you are mine. End of story.

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“If I was your lover”… Finish it in my ask.

[kuryeo]

All texts.

Send “✆” for a morning text.

[ MSG: Theo ] Morning, cuddly. Make sure to drink some coffee and jump start your day with a smile. Hyung will give you something in return when you do.

Send “✉” for a text that wasn’t sent. 

[ MSG: Theo ] I'm so fucking pissed off, you don-- even fucking wanna fucking know. 

Send “☎” for a rushed text. 

[ MSG: Theo ] G2G. TTYL ILY[ MSG: Theo ] The fuck though, ILY. [ MSG: Theo ] Really, Chanyeol.[ MSG: Theo ] That was so gay.[ MSG: Theo ] Like you.

Send “⁇” for a drunk text.  

[ MSG: Theo ] ima call 911[ MSG: Theo ] im so fucking hot theo my man[ MSG: Theo ] i actually caused global warmingign

Send “✿” for a suggestive text.

[ MSG: Theo ] There's a quidditch cup in my pants.[ MSG: Theo ] I heard you're a seeker.[ MSG: Theo ]  ;)

Send “ø” for a late night text.

[ MSG: Theo ] Have you ever watched the stars alone, Theo? Is this what they say about you're so close yet so far? Why are they shining in the night when people are lonely and stay up late just so they could attain to whatever they need? Theo, I can't sleep. I need some warmth.

Send “✘” for a hateful text.

[ MSG: Theo ] I said get the fuck over here.[ MSG: Theo ] and bring my fucking keys that I left over at your place.[ MSG: Theo ] God damn it, I'm not playing games today.

[kuryeo]

"I'm cold. Come closer."

It's been a long while since he accumulated some good night's rest, one of the few things that he had concluded is the fact that his bed is too big for his own and he can't quite figure himself out at times where things are getting out of hand inside his head. His thoughts are the sole reason why he's always awake and that is probably why he had a good night's rest the night before he finds himself against a warm spreed sheets that smells exactly like mint and honey combined. It feels nice, being enveloped with a soft caress along his spine with a gentle stroke of fingers tracing something like a word or two and Chanyeol can't even bring himself to pull away from the hold that makes him feel like he's in his own dreams in which reality doesn't seem to matter anymore.

He seems to slowly wake himself up by the harsh ray of sunshine cross his face, not to mention the things that are too noisy in his ears and the disheveled sheets along his legs are cold, freezing by the sullen winter air that slips through the curtains of the small apartment. It isn't his home, no, there's no Cho, his faithful dog, there's no mornings where he's woken up by a jump on his lap when it's time to walk the said dog out, there's no 'good morning' from the neighbor who he finds too old for gardening, and there's no cars to check, there's only him and that someone against his chest.

                      ❝Red?❞

"I'm cold. Come closer." still a demanding brat even when he's asleep, he thinks with a playful roll of his eyes by the comment. He didn't hesitate though, over the past few days that he'd grown to know the other, he also knew one thing, that he's a little over protective to the latter--maybe because he saw how he could be as vulnerable as a little kid at times and so he shifts closer, a palm rubbing the length of his back until it settles on the small of its expanse, thumb gingerly caressing his skin as he lets his eyes fall shut once again. 

                                               ❝Sweet dreams, little Red. You deserve to rest well.❞

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