Music-Lover

“Huh. You just be REAL fun at parties, right?”

[music-lover-ninah]

“Hey! Hey, hey, hey.. lemme in, will you?”

OOC//

HIIIII! It’s @j0r0-87-gumo , again. With another rp blog. Y’all know the rules:

Don’t do straight up NSFW/SA but I’m fine with slightly suggestive stuff.. homophobes, racism, etc will immediately be dealt with and blocked. Uhhhh.. just be a decent human being 😔

My other accounts are:

@lover-boy-ninah

@lost-guy-ninah

@morgue-boy-ninah

@wasp-hippie-ninah

What to expect:

Music-Lover (Bee) is a bit of a ragebaiter. So this is kinda out of my role playing style and COMPLETELY different from my other two NINAH accounts! But I’m still gonna keep things light while staying in character during Roleplay.

“Finally.. took you forever! Ugh.. I’ll be in the living room, or bedroom. Depends on if I’m with boring people or not.”

[music-lover-ninah]

FEM!BEE IS BACK.

[music-lover-ninah]

“I can’t recognize myself anymore.”

[j0r0-87-gumo]

Hey.

I’m gonna take a step back from tumblr. Something just happened in my family, I don’t really feel like talking. I’ll be back soon! I just need to process what’s happening.

I will see you all later. So if I don’t reply to anything, that is why.

[music-lover-ninah]

//I just HAD to add Bee into a scene. Also bee in a maid dress.

[underlying-warmth]

OOC: Any NINAH RP Blogs that are active, reblog this and I will make a list of all the active blogs so as folks know who they can rp with

OC and Canon, crossovers, any NINAH RP blogs. Let's try to make the community active again!

[music-lover-ninah]

PARTY EVENT!

Small sticky notes were left around the building in slightly poor Russian— most likely Bee’s doing, but he did include small translations at the bottom from German, to broken French, and to English.

“A “Goodbye World” party is happening! Bring drinks, food, and whoever you want! Quitters are visitors.”

The large room had already been decorated— thanks to Host and Bee. There were at least three stacks of nine vinyl records beside a vinyl player, one song already playing.

Drinks— going from soda to alcohol (there was some juice.. just to be safe) neatly arranged on different tables, cups stacked on said tables, and there was a snack table pressed against the wall near a window.

There were chairs at a couple of empty tables, a couch that somehow got in, and four packs of poker cards on one of the tables.

Bee was already pouring himself a drink, pausing a bit before turning around, he simply waved at everyone and gestured for them to come over.

“C’mon! Party’s gonna be boring if you don’t join..”

( @radio-host-taking-calls , you know what to do!)

[radio-host-taking-calls]

*Host found everything they could around town, beverage and decoration wise, even sacrified a personnal stash for the sake of "making friends and kissing satan's ass for this apocalypse".

The room was filled with banderoles and colorful balloons, but the star of the show was the rock music playing in the background : good stuff. Some american music... Wich was kind of rebellious for Russia.

They correctes some of the sticky notes in passive agressive red pen, like a teacher would do.*

- Everyone welcomed. Let's have fun. Chill visitors allowed. Or not. LoL.

*But for good measure, they tried to recruit some other people more directly, either by voice or by sliding them notes, like in school.

Those lucky few were :

- @hymntheotherpunkgirl, @thefemarookie, @thetroublemaker-askblog, @digging-up-ghosts, @carrying-coins, @spiraling-thoughts-and-hope, @flash-in-the-crucible, @lover-boy-ninah, @ask-the-awkward-girl, @asking-the-ex-reporter, @enerjekaguy, @ezekithescavdoc, @red4tee-disbanded-fans-dni, @that-ferris-visitor, @idk-i-forgor , @sug4rfreak (Kitty), @greyorgrayheart, @homeless-jackass, @lungcancer-onitsway , @creepinnothintosee , @neverbelievepropaganda, @necrophagous-salesman , @not-quite-a-hermit , @bugeyed-alarm, @veileddeathcultist-askblog, @asksinsnakeman, @burned-alive and that's all I can think off right now but EVERYONE is welcomed !!! Multiple threads allowed ! Invite people if you'de like ! Multiple characters by person allowed !*

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

He haven't been seen anywhere for more than the past two weeks after "the incident", this probably made other people think that he's either dead or left forever and won't come back. Just to show up at some random party! It wasn't even the middle of the party and he's already wasted, barely standing and holding a bottle of some cheap vodka in his hand. Arkadij noticed a familiar face and rushed in his direction with a grin on his face, he also pretty much almost buped into other people on his way.

"Beeeee...heeeey..heey!..what's up?" Arkadij mumbled as he leaned against Bee, clinging like if nothing happened. "Hehe..! Haven't seen you for a whileee..!" He chuckled in the most annoying way possible, also spilled a bit of vodka onto the floor.

@music-lover-ninah

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, eyebrows raising as he looked at Akradij. Bee smirked, snickering as he wrapped his arm around Akradij.

“Hey, Arkie.. how ya doing? Haven’t seen you in a gor minute..”

Bee asked, taking a small swig of his own drink— which was in a flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...Heh, I'm doing just greaaat..! ...Just the music..suuuucks...who the fuck choosen that playlist..? This shit is soooooooo..overrated." Arkadij rolls his eyes. "...Songs from Metallica's black album...seriously...? [...]" He continues complaining about the music which is currently playing in the background, barely talking and taking another long sip of vodka after he finished his rant. "...Megadeth better."

"Anywaaaaay...I kept an eye on that fucker..! You know which one...uhhh..that one...Boris! Hehe..the one in fishnets...fuuck..those fishnets..! ..Have you noticed them when he was uuuuh..bitting your fingers off?" Arkadij probably had no idea what he's even talking about, saying whatever comes to his completely drunk mind. "...He's seriously watching you sleeeep..what a freak..."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee tensed up at the mention of Boris, blinking before slowly looking at Arkadij.

“..you seriously talking about that guy’s fishnets? Same guy that almost gutted me.. and you’re thirsting over his fishnets..”

Bee muttered, in complete disbelief.

“..yeah, pretty sure we both agreed he was watching me sleep.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...But you must admit that his fishnets are fuuuuuckin' great.." Arkadij shrugs, not really seeming to care how awful he sounds. "...You could wear those too"

"I mean..yeaaaah..But I catched him on doing that..! Hehe..fuuck..I swear! He was about to get in and kill you..and then I appeared...So he walked away" He said with a grin, hard to believe that he appeared in the building and stopped Boris last minute before a tragedy could happend...and he talks about it like if it wasn't serious. "Hehe...he really sticks to our deal..!"

Arkadij took another long sip of vodka. "You should thank me for that...I saved you, babe.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee nearly choked at the mention of wearing fishnets, he coughed lightly and stared at Arkadij with wide eyes. It was clear he was close to going to a frenzy of questions before sighing.

“..Fine, I’ll thank you later. With either alcohol or cuddling, yeah? Deal.”

Bee said, acting like what he was offering was finally final. Of course; the faint flush of red on his ears betrayed him as he glanced away and took a sip from his flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"Haha..deeeal!" He said loudly with a smirk on his face. "Buuuut why not both? Fuck..maybe I want to get more alcohol and cuddle afterwards...!"

He leaned even closer against Bee and then pressed his head against his chest. "...Mhmmhm...Heey..have you or Artie feed my children when I wasn't hereeee?..The rats..I mean.." He muttered. "...Where the fuck is he anyway.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee placed his hand on the back of Ark’s head, sighing.

“..I fed your damn children. Took a lot out of me to do it but I did it.. and Artie is around here somewhere. They’re probably just either floating around or they’re actually not here yet.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...mhmmmm..What did yaa feed them with..?" Arkadij wrapped his hands around Bee, he squeezed him a bit like if he didn't wanted him to go or something. Drunk and very clingy, worst possible combo. "..I miss them..missed you and..him...aaaaand him..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Whole wheat bread and plums. Small pieces.”

Bee grumbled, his hands running through Arkadij’s hair.

“..missed you too, fucking dumbass..”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"..Mhhhm...good to know..." He leaned against his hand like a stray cat who really wants to be pet, definitely liked it. "Fuck..I really miss..him, Bee.." he sighs deeply, looking down just to smirk afterwards after reminding himself about something.

"Heeey...muuust ask you one damn question! Why have ya never told me that you have a fuckin' twin..?"

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, face paling slightly before turning to Arkadij.

“…I don’t have a twin.”

Bee said, furrowing his eyebrows a bit.

“…I’m an only child.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"Oh...So it was really a freakin' doppelgänger...!...Nah, he was hot anyway..a damn cryptid or not.." He keeps having that damn smirk on his face while talking about something almost terrifying.

"Oh yeah..You have a clone in the forest...! Cool guy..he feed me..His name waaaas.. uuuh..Hornet? No..Wasp! Haha, his name was Wasp."

[music-lover-ninah]

“..how about we don’t call my actual fucking doppelgänger “hot”?”

Bee lightly snapped, eye twitching.

“..wasp. Wasp! Alright.. weird, uh.. how about we stop talking about him right now, alright?”

Bee asked, voice going softer.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"Alright..aaaalright...you got jealous..? Hehe, juuust kidding.." He just stared at Bee with a smirk on his face. "No worries..! you're also good looking.."

Arkadij was about to take another sip from the bottle yet it was empty. "...Got anything strong? I need it"

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, holding out the flash.

“..you can finish the rest of this, just don’t keep the damn flask.”

Bee said, subtly adjusting his arm around Arkadij so he could hold onto him a bit better.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...mhmm..alright.." He took the flask and looked at it. "Thanks."

He took a very long sip, probably drank the whole thing. Then he just squeezed his arms around Bee and hugged him for a while...a pretty long while.

...Did he just fell asleep while standing? Yes.

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, scoffing as he took the flash and shoved it in the back of his pockets. Bee grumbled, picking Arkadij up and headed over to the couch, laying him down with a small huff.

[music-lover-ninah]

PARTY EVENT!

Small sticky notes were left around the building in slightly poor Russian— most likely Bee’s doing, but he did include small translations at the bottom from German, to broken French, and to English.

“A “Goodbye World” party is happening! Bring drinks, food, and whoever you want! Quitters are visitors.”

The large room had already been decorated— thanks to Host and Bee. There were at least three stacks of nine vinyl records beside a vinyl player, one song already playing.

Drinks— going from soda to alcohol (there was some juice.. just to be safe) neatly arranged on different tables, cups stacked on said tables, and there was a snack table pressed against the wall near a window.

There were chairs at a couple of empty tables, a couch that somehow got in, and four packs of poker cards on one of the tables.

Bee was already pouring himself a drink, pausing a bit before turning around, he simply waved at everyone and gestured for them to come over.

“C’mon! Party’s gonna be boring if you don’t join..”

( @radio-host-taking-calls , you know what to do!)

[radio-host-taking-calls]

*Host found everything they could around town, beverage and decoration wise, even sacrified a personnal stash for the sake of "making friends and kissing satan's ass for this apocalypse".

The room was filled with banderoles and colorful balloons, but the star of the show was the rock music playing in the background : good stuff. Some american music... Wich was kind of rebellious for Russia.

They correctes some of the sticky notes in passive agressive red pen, like a teacher would do.*

- Everyone welcomed. Let's have fun. Chill visitors allowed. Or not. LoL.

*But for good measure, they tried to recruit some other people more directly, either by voice or by sliding them notes, like in school.

Those lucky few were :

- @hymntheotherpunkgirl, @thefemarookie, @thetroublemaker-askblog, @digging-up-ghosts, @carrying-coins, @spiraling-thoughts-and-hope, @flash-in-the-crucible, @lover-boy-ninah, @ask-the-awkward-girl, @asking-the-ex-reporter, @enerjekaguy, @ezekithescavdoc, @red4tee-disbanded-fans-dni, @that-ferris-visitor, @idk-i-forgor , @sug4rfreak (Kitty), @greyorgrayheart, @homeless-jackass, @lungcancer-onitsway , @creepinnothintosee , @neverbelievepropaganda, @necrophagous-salesman , @not-quite-a-hermit , @bugeyed-alarm, @veileddeathcultist-askblog, @asksinsnakeman, @burned-alive and that's all I can think off right now but EVERYONE is welcomed !!! Multiple threads allowed ! Invite people if you'de like ! Multiple characters by person allowed !*

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

He haven't been seen anywhere for more than the past two weeks after "the incident", this probably made other people think that he's either dead or left forever and won't come back. Just to show up at some random party! It wasn't even the middle of the party and he's already wasted, barely standing and holding a bottle of some cheap vodka in his hand. Arkadij noticed a familiar face and rushed in his direction with a grin on his face, he also pretty much almost buped into other people on his way.

"Beeeee...heeeey..heey!..what's up?" Arkadij mumbled as he leaned against Bee, clinging like if nothing happened. "Hehe..! Haven't seen you for a whileee..!" He chuckled in the most annoying way possible, also spilled a bit of vodka onto the floor.

@music-lover-ninah

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, eyebrows raising as he looked at Akradij. Bee smirked, snickering as he wrapped his arm around Akradij.

“Hey, Arkie.. how ya doing? Haven’t seen you in a gor minute..”

Bee asked, taking a small swig of his own drink— which was in a flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...Heh, I'm doing just greaaat..! ...Just the music..suuuucks...who the fuck choosen that playlist..? This shit is soooooooo..overrated." Arkadij rolls his eyes. "...Songs from Metallica's black album...seriously...? [...]" He continues complaining about the music which is currently playing in the background, barely talking and taking another long sip of vodka after he finished his rant. "...Megadeth better."

"Anywaaaaay...I kept an eye on that fucker..! You know which one...uhhh..that one...Boris! Hehe..the one in fishnets...fuuck..those fishnets..! ..Have you noticed them when he was uuuuh..bitting your fingers off?" Arkadij probably had no idea what he's even talking about, saying whatever comes to his completely drunk mind. "...He's seriously watching you sleeeep..what a freak..."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee tensed up at the mention of Boris, blinking before slowly looking at Arkadij.

“..you seriously talking about that guy’s fishnets? Same guy that almost gutted me.. and you’re thirsting over his fishnets..”

Bee muttered, in complete disbelief.

“..yeah, pretty sure we both agreed he was watching me sleep.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...But you must admit that his fishnets are fuuuuuckin' great.." Arkadij shrugs, not really seeming to care how awful he sounds. "...You could wear those too"

"I mean..yeaaaah..But I catched him on doing that..! Hehe..fuuck..I swear! He was about to get in and kill you..and then I appeared...So he walked away" He said with a grin, hard to believe that he appeared in the building and stopped Boris last minute before a tragedy could happend...and he talks about it like if it wasn't serious. "Hehe...he really sticks to our deal..!"

Arkadij took another long sip of vodka. "You should thank me for that...I saved you, babe.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee nearly choked at the mention of wearing fishnets, he coughed lightly and stared at Arkadij with wide eyes. It was clear he was close to going to a frenzy of questions before sighing.

“..Fine, I’ll thank you later. With either alcohol or cuddling, yeah? Deal.”

Bee said, acting like what he was offering was finally final. Of course; the faint flush of red on his ears betrayed him as he glanced away and took a sip from his flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"Haha..deeeal!" He said loudly with a smirk on his face. "Buuuut why not both? Fuck..maybe I want to get more alcohol and cuddle afterwards...!"

He leaned even closer against Bee and then pressed his head against his chest. "...Mhmmhm...Heey..have you or Artie feed my children when I wasn't hereeee?..The rats..I mean.." He muttered. "...Where the fuck is he anyway.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee placed his hand on the back of Ark’s head, sighing.

“..I fed your damn children. Took a lot out of me to do it but I did it.. and Artie is around here somewhere. They’re probably just either floating around or they’re actually not here yet.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...mhmmmm..What did yaa feed them with..?" Arkadij wrapped his hands around Bee, he squeezed him a bit like if he didn't wanted him to go or something. Drunk and very clingy, worst possible combo. "..I miss them..missed you and..him...aaaaand him..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Whole wheat bread and plums. Small pieces.”

Bee grumbled, his hands running through Arkadij’s hair.

“..missed you too, fucking dumbass..”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"..Mhhhm...good to know..." He leaned against his hand like a stray cat who really wants to be pet, definitely liked it. "Fuck..I really miss..him, Bee.." he sighs deeply, looking down just to smirk afterwards after reminding himself about something.

"Heeey...muuust ask you one damn question! Why have ya never told me that you have a fuckin' twin..?"

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, face paling slightly before turning to Arkadij.

“…I don’t have a twin.”

Bee said, furrowing his eyebrows a bit.

“…I’m an only child.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"Oh...So it was really a freakin' doppelgänger...!...Nah, he was hot anyway..a damn cryptid or not.." He keeps having that damn smirk on his face while talking about something almost terrifying.

"Oh yeah..You have a clone in the forest...! Cool guy..he feed me..His name waaaas.. uuuh..Hornet? No..Wasp! Haha, his name was Wasp."

[music-lover-ninah]

“..how about we don’t call my actual fucking doppelgänger “hot”?”

Bee lightly snapped, eye twitching.

“..wasp. Wasp! Alright.. weird, uh.. how about we stop talking about him right now, alright?”

Bee asked, voice going softer.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"Alright..aaaalright...you got jealous..? Hehe, juuust kidding.." He just stared at Bee with a smirk on his face. "No worries..! you're also good looking.."

Arkadij was about to take another sip from the bottle yet it was empty. "...Got anything strong? I need it"

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, holding out the flash.

“..you can finish the rest of this, just don’t keep the damn flask.”

Bee said, subtly adjusting his arm around Arkadij so he could hold onto him a bit better.

[music-lover-ninah]

PARTY EVENT!

Small sticky notes were left around the building in slightly poor Russian— most likely Bee’s doing, but he did include small translations at the bottom from German, to broken French, and to English.

“A “Goodbye World” party is happening! Bring drinks, food, and whoever you want! Quitters are visitors.”

The large room had already been decorated— thanks to Host and Bee. There were at least three stacks of nine vinyl records beside a vinyl player, one song already playing.

Drinks— going from soda to alcohol (there was some juice.. just to be safe) neatly arranged on different tables, cups stacked on said tables, and there was a snack table pressed against the wall near a window.

There were chairs at a couple of empty tables, a couch that somehow got in, and four packs of poker cards on one of the tables.

Bee was already pouring himself a drink, pausing a bit before turning around, he simply waved at everyone and gestured for them to come over.

“C’mon! Party’s gonna be boring if you don’t join..”

( @radio-host-taking-calls , you know what to do!)

[radio-host-taking-calls]

*Host found everything they could around town, beverage and decoration wise, even sacrified a personnal stash for the sake of "making friends and kissing satan's ass for this apocalypse".

The room was filled with banderoles and colorful balloons, but the star of the show was the rock music playing in the background : good stuff. Some american music... Wich was kind of rebellious for Russia.

They correctes some of the sticky notes in passive agressive red pen, like a teacher would do.*

- Everyone welcomed. Let's have fun. Chill visitors allowed. Or not. LoL.

*But for good measure, they tried to recruit some other people more directly, either by voice or by sliding them notes, like in school.

Those lucky few were :

- @hymntheotherpunkgirl, @thefemarookie, @thetroublemaker-askblog, @digging-up-ghosts, @carrying-coins, @spiraling-thoughts-and-hope, @flash-in-the-crucible, @lover-boy-ninah, @ask-the-awkward-girl, @asking-the-ex-reporter, @enerjekaguy, @ezekithescavdoc, @red4tee-disbanded-fans-dni, @that-ferris-visitor, @idk-i-forgor , @sug4rfreak (Kitty), @greyorgrayheart, @homeless-jackass, @lungcancer-onitsway , @creepinnothintosee , @neverbelievepropaganda, @necrophagous-salesman , @not-quite-a-hermit , @bugeyed-alarm, @veileddeathcultist-askblog, @asksinsnakeman, @burned-alive and that's all I can think off right now but EVERYONE is welcomed !!! Multiple threads allowed ! Invite people if you'de like ! Multiple characters by person allowed !*

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

He haven't been seen anywhere for more than the past two weeks after "the incident", this probably made other people think that he's either dead or left forever and won't come back. Just to show up at some random party! It wasn't even the middle of the party and he's already wasted, barely standing and holding a bottle of some cheap vodka in his hand. Arkadij noticed a familiar face and rushed in his direction with a grin on his face, he also pretty much almost buped into other people on his way.

"Beeeee...heeeey..heey!..what's up?" Arkadij mumbled as he leaned against Bee, clinging like if nothing happened. "Hehe..! Haven't seen you for a whileee..!" He chuckled in the most annoying way possible, also spilled a bit of vodka onto the floor.

@music-lover-ninah

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, eyebrows raising as he looked at Akradij. Bee smirked, snickering as he wrapped his arm around Akradij.

“Hey, Arkie.. how ya doing? Haven’t seen you in a gor minute..”

Bee asked, taking a small swig of his own drink— which was in a flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...Heh, I'm doing just greaaat..! ...Just the music..suuuucks...who the fuck choosen that playlist..? This shit is soooooooo..overrated." Arkadij rolls his eyes. "...Songs from Metallica's black album...seriously...? [...]" He continues complaining about the music which is currently playing in the background, barely talking and taking another long sip of vodka after he finished his rant. "...Megadeth better."

"Anywaaaaay...I kept an eye on that fucker..! You know which one...uhhh..that one...Boris! Hehe..the one in fishnets...fuuck..those fishnets..! ..Have you noticed them when he was uuuuh..bitting your fingers off?" Arkadij probably had no idea what he's even talking about, saying whatever comes to his completely drunk mind. "...He's seriously watching you sleeeep..what a freak..."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee tensed up at the mention of Boris, blinking before slowly looking at Arkadij.

“..you seriously talking about that guy’s fishnets? Same guy that almost gutted me.. and you’re thirsting over his fishnets..”

Bee muttered, in complete disbelief.

“..yeah, pretty sure we both agreed he was watching me sleep.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...But you must admit that his fishnets are fuuuuuckin' great.." Arkadij shrugs, not really seeming to care how awful he sounds. "...You could wear those too"

"I mean..yeaaaah..But I catched him on doing that..! Hehe..fuuck..I swear! He was about to get in and kill you..and then I appeared...So he walked away" He said with a grin, hard to believe that he appeared in the building and stopped Boris last minute before a tragedy could happend...and he talks about it like if it wasn't serious. "Hehe...he really sticks to our deal..!"

Arkadij took another long sip of vodka. "You should thank me for that...I saved you, babe.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee nearly choked at the mention of wearing fishnets, he coughed lightly and stared at Arkadij with wide eyes. It was clear he was close to going to a frenzy of questions before sighing.

“..Fine, I’ll thank you later. With either alcohol or cuddling, yeah? Deal.”

Bee said, acting like what he was offering was finally final. Of course; the faint flush of red on his ears betrayed him as he glanced away and took a sip from his flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"Haha..deeeal!" He said loudly with a smirk on his face. "Buuuut why not both? Fuck..maybe I want to get more alcohol and cuddle afterwards...!"

He leaned even closer against Bee and then pressed his head against his chest. "...Mhmmhm...Heey..have you or Artie feed my children when I wasn't hereeee?..The rats..I mean.." He muttered. "...Where the fuck is he anyway.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee placed his hand on the back of Ark’s head, sighing.

“..I fed your damn children. Took a lot out of me to do it but I did it.. and Artie is around here somewhere. They’re probably just either floating around or they’re actually not here yet.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...mhmmmm..What did yaa feed them with..?" Arkadij wrapped his hands around Bee, he squeezed him a bit like if he didn't wanted him to go or something. Drunk and very clingy, worst possible combo. "..I miss them..missed you and..him...aaaaand him..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Whole wheat bread and plums. Small pieces.”

Bee grumbled, his hands running through Arkadij’s hair.

“..missed you too, fucking dumbass..”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"..Mhhhm...good to know..." He leaned against his hand like a stray cat who really wants to be pet, definitely liked it. "Fuck..I really miss..him, Bee.." he sighs deeply, looking down just to smirk afterwards after reminding himself about something.

"Heeey...muuust ask you one damn question! Why have ya never told me that you have a fuckin' twin..?"

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, face paling slightly before turning to Arkadij.

“…I don’t have a twin.”

Bee said, furrowing his eyebrows a bit.

“…I’m an only child.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"Oh...So it was really a freakin' doppelgänger...!...Nah, he was hot anyway..a damn cryptid or not.." He keeps having that damn smirk on his face while talking about something almost terrifying.

"Oh yeah..You have a clone in the forest...! Cool guy..he feed me..His name waaaas.. uuuh..Hornet? No..Wasp! Haha, his name was Wasp."

[music-lover-ninah]

“..how about we don’t call my actual fucking doppelgänger “hot”?”

Bee lightly snapped, eye twitching.

“..wasp. Wasp! Alright.. weird, uh.. how about we stop talking about him right now, alright?”

Bee asked, voice going softer.

[music-lover-ninah]

PARTY EVENT!

Small sticky notes were left around the building in slightly poor Russian— most likely Bee’s doing, but he did include small translations at the bottom from German, to broken French, and to English.

“A “Goodbye World” party is happening! Bring drinks, food, and whoever you want! Quitters are visitors.”

The large room had already been decorated— thanks to Host and Bee. There were at least three stacks of nine vinyl records beside a vinyl player, one song already playing.

Drinks— going from soda to alcohol (there was some juice.. just to be safe) neatly arranged on different tables, cups stacked on said tables, and there was a snack table pressed against the wall near a window.

There were chairs at a couple of empty tables, a couch that somehow got in, and four packs of poker cards on one of the tables.

Bee was already pouring himself a drink, pausing a bit before turning around, he simply waved at everyone and gestured for them to come over.

“C’mon! Party’s gonna be boring if you don’t join..”

( @radio-host-taking-calls , you know what to do!)

[radio-host-taking-calls]

*Host found everything they could around town, beverage and decoration wise, even sacrified a personnal stash for the sake of "making friends and kissing satan's ass for this apocalypse".

The room was filled with banderoles and colorful balloons, but the star of the show was the rock music playing in the background : good stuff. Some american music... Wich was kind of rebellious for Russia.

They correctes some of the sticky notes in passive agressive red pen, like a teacher would do.*

- Everyone welcomed. Let's have fun. Chill visitors allowed. Or not. LoL.

*But for good measure, they tried to recruit some other people more directly, either by voice or by sliding them notes, like in school.

Those lucky few were :

- @hymntheotherpunkgirl, @thefemarookie, @thetroublemaker-askblog, @digging-up-ghosts, @carrying-coins, @spiraling-thoughts-and-hope, @flash-in-the-crucible, @lover-boy-ninah, @ask-the-awkward-girl, @asking-the-ex-reporter, @enerjekaguy, @ezekithescavdoc, @red4tee-disbanded-fans-dni, @that-ferris-visitor, @idk-i-forgor , @sug4rfreak (Kitty), @greyorgrayheart, @homeless-jackass, @lungcancer-onitsway , @creepinnothintosee , @neverbelievepropaganda, @necrophagous-salesman , @not-quite-a-hermit , @bugeyed-alarm, @veileddeathcultist-askblog, @asksinsnakeman, @burned-alive and that's all I can think off right now but EVERYONE is welcomed !!! Multiple threads allowed ! Invite people if you'de like ! Multiple characters by person allowed !*

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

He haven't been seen anywhere for more than the past two weeks after "the incident", this probably made other people think that he's either dead or left forever and won't come back. Just to show up at some random party! It wasn't even the middle of the party and he's already wasted, barely standing and holding a bottle of some cheap vodka in his hand. Arkadij noticed a familiar face and rushed in his direction with a grin on his face, he also pretty much almost buped into other people on his way.

"Beeeee...heeeey..heey!..what's up?" Arkadij mumbled as he leaned against Bee, clinging like if nothing happened. "Hehe..! Haven't seen you for a whileee..!" He chuckled in the most annoying way possible, also spilled a bit of vodka onto the floor.

@music-lover-ninah

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, eyebrows raising as he looked at Akradij. Bee smirked, snickering as he wrapped his arm around Akradij.

“Hey, Arkie.. how ya doing? Haven’t seen you in a gor minute..”

Bee asked, taking a small swig of his own drink— which was in a flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...Heh, I'm doing just greaaat..! ...Just the music..suuuucks...who the fuck choosen that playlist..? This shit is soooooooo..overrated." Arkadij rolls his eyes. "...Songs from Metallica's black album...seriously...? [...]" He continues complaining about the music which is currently playing in the background, barely talking and taking another long sip of vodka after he finished his rant. "...Megadeth better."

"Anywaaaaay...I kept an eye on that fucker..! You know which one...uhhh..that one...Boris! Hehe..the one in fishnets...fuuck..those fishnets..! ..Have you noticed them when he was uuuuh..bitting your fingers off?" Arkadij probably had no idea what he's even talking about, saying whatever comes to his completely drunk mind. "...He's seriously watching you sleeeep..what a freak..."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee tensed up at the mention of Boris, blinking before slowly looking at Arkadij.

“..you seriously talking about that guy’s fishnets? Same guy that almost gutted me.. and you’re thirsting over his fishnets..”

Bee muttered, in complete disbelief.

“..yeah, pretty sure we both agreed he was watching me sleep.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...But you must admit that his fishnets are fuuuuuckin' great.." Arkadij shrugs, not really seeming to care how awful he sounds. "...You could wear those too"

"I mean..yeaaaah..But I catched him on doing that..! Hehe..fuuck..I swear! He was about to get in and kill you..and then I appeared...So he walked away" He said with a grin, hard to believe that he appeared in the building and stopped Boris last minute before a tragedy could happend...and he talks about it like if it wasn't serious. "Hehe...he really sticks to our deal..!"

Arkadij took another long sip of vodka. "You should thank me for that...I saved you, babe.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee nearly choked at the mention of wearing fishnets, he coughed lightly and stared at Arkadij with wide eyes. It was clear he was close to going to a frenzy of questions before sighing.

“..Fine, I’ll thank you later. With either alcohol or cuddling, yeah? Deal.”

Bee said, acting like what he was offering was finally final. Of course; the faint flush of red on his ears betrayed him as he glanced away and took a sip from his flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"Haha..deeeal!" He said loudly with a smirk on his face. "Buuuut why not both? Fuck..maybe I want to get more alcohol and cuddle afterwards...!"

He leaned even closer against Bee and then pressed his head against his chest. "...Mhmmhm...Heey..have you or Artie feed my children when I wasn't hereeee?..The rats..I mean.." He muttered. "...Where the fuck is he anyway.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee placed his hand on the back of Ark’s head, sighing.

“..I fed your damn children. Took a lot out of me to do it but I did it.. and Artie is around here somewhere. They’re probably just either floating around or they’re actually not here yet.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...mhmmmm..What did yaa feed them with..?" Arkadij wrapped his hands around Bee, he squeezed him a bit like if he didn't wanted him to go or something. Drunk and very clingy, worst possible combo. "..I miss them..missed you and..him...aaaaand him..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Whole wheat bread and plums. Small pieces.”

Bee grumbled, his hands running through Arkadij’s hair.

“..missed you too, fucking dumbass..”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"..Mhhhm...good to know..." He leaned against his hand like a stray cat who really wants to be pet, definitely liked it. "Fuck..I really miss..him, Bee.." he sighs deeply, looking down just to smirk afterwards after reminding himself about something.

"Heeey...muuust ask you one damn question! Why have ya never told me that you have a fuckin' twin..?"

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, face paling slightly before turning to Arkadij.

“…I don’t have a twin.”

Bee said, furrowing his eyebrows a bit.

“…I’m an only child.”

[music-lover-ninah]

PARTY EVENT!

Small sticky notes were left around the building in slightly poor Russian— most likely Bee’s doing, but he did include small translations at the bottom from German, to broken French, and to English.

“A “Goodbye World” party is happening! Bring drinks, food, and whoever you want! Quitters are visitors.”

The large room had already been decorated— thanks to Host and Bee. There were at least three stacks of nine vinyl records beside a vinyl player, one song already playing.

Drinks— going from soda to alcohol (there was some juice.. just to be safe) neatly arranged on different tables, cups stacked on said tables, and there was a snack table pressed against the wall near a window.

There were chairs at a couple of empty tables, a couch that somehow got in, and four packs of poker cards on one of the tables.

Bee was already pouring himself a drink, pausing a bit before turning around, he simply waved at everyone and gestured for them to come over.

“C’mon! Party’s gonna be boring if you don’t join..”

( @radio-host-taking-calls , you know what to do!)

[radio-host-taking-calls]

*Host found everything they could around town, beverage and decoration wise, even sacrified a personnal stash for the sake of "making friends and kissing satan's ass for this apocalypse".

The room was filled with banderoles and colorful balloons, but the star of the show was the rock music playing in the background : good stuff. Some american music... Wich was kind of rebellious for Russia.

They correctes some of the sticky notes in passive agressive red pen, like a teacher would do.*

- Everyone welcomed. Let's have fun. Chill visitors allowed. Or not. LoL.

*But for good measure, they tried to recruit some other people more directly, either by voice or by sliding them notes, like in school.

Those lucky few were :

- @hymntheotherpunkgirl, @thefemarookie, @thetroublemaker-askblog, @digging-up-ghosts, @carrying-coins, @spiraling-thoughts-and-hope, @flash-in-the-crucible, @lover-boy-ninah, @ask-the-awkward-girl, @asking-the-ex-reporter, @enerjekaguy, @ezekithescavdoc, @red4tee-disbanded-fans-dni, @that-ferris-visitor, @idk-i-forgor , @sug4rfreak (Kitty), @greyorgrayheart, @homeless-jackass, @lungcancer-onitsway , @creepinnothintosee , @neverbelievepropaganda, @necrophagous-salesman , @not-quite-a-hermit , @bugeyed-alarm, @veileddeathcultist-askblog, @asksinsnakeman, @burned-alive and that's all I can think off right now but EVERYONE is welcomed !!! Multiple threads allowed ! Invite people if you'de like ! Multiple characters by person allowed !*

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

He haven't been seen anywhere for more than the past two weeks after "the incident", this probably made other people think that he's either dead or left forever and won't come back. Just to show up at some random party! It wasn't even the middle of the party and he's already wasted, barely standing and holding a bottle of some cheap vodka in his hand. Arkadij noticed a familiar face and rushed in his direction with a grin on his face, he also pretty much almost buped into other people on his way.

"Beeeee...heeeey..heey!..what's up?" Arkadij mumbled as he leaned against Bee, clinging like if nothing happened. "Hehe..! Haven't seen you for a whileee..!" He chuckled in the most annoying way possible, also spilled a bit of vodka onto the floor.

@music-lover-ninah

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, eyebrows raising as he looked at Akradij. Bee smirked, snickering as he wrapped his arm around Akradij.

“Hey, Arkie.. how ya doing? Haven’t seen you in a gor minute..”

Bee asked, taking a small swig of his own drink— which was in a flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...Heh, I'm doing just greaaat..! ...Just the music..suuuucks...who the fuck choosen that playlist..? This shit is soooooooo..overrated." Arkadij rolls his eyes. "...Songs from Metallica's black album...seriously...? [...]" He continues complaining about the music which is currently playing in the background, barely talking and taking another long sip of vodka after he finished his rant. "...Megadeth better."

"Anywaaaaay...I kept an eye on that fucker..! You know which one...uhhh..that one...Boris! Hehe..the one in fishnets...fuuck..those fishnets..! ..Have you noticed them when he was uuuuh..bitting your fingers off?" Arkadij probably had no idea what he's even talking about, saying whatever comes to his completely drunk mind. "...He's seriously watching you sleeeep..what a freak..."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee tensed up at the mention of Boris, blinking before slowly looking at Arkadij.

“..you seriously talking about that guy’s fishnets? Same guy that almost gutted me.. and you’re thirsting over his fishnets..”

Bee muttered, in complete disbelief.

“..yeah, pretty sure we both agreed he was watching me sleep.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...But you must admit that his fishnets are fuuuuuckin' great.." Arkadij shrugs, not really seeming to care how awful he sounds. "...You could wear those too"

"I mean..yeaaaah..But I catched him on doing that..! Hehe..fuuck..I swear! He was about to get in and kill you..and then I appeared...So he walked away" He said with a grin, hard to believe that he appeared in the building and stopped Boris last minute before a tragedy could happend...and he talks about it like if it wasn't serious. "Hehe...he really sticks to our deal..!"

Arkadij took another long sip of vodka. "You should thank me for that...I saved you, babe.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee nearly choked at the mention of wearing fishnets, he coughed lightly and stared at Arkadij with wide eyes. It was clear he was close to going to a frenzy of questions before sighing.

“..Fine, I’ll thank you later. With either alcohol or cuddling, yeah? Deal.”

Bee said, acting like what he was offering was finally final. Of course; the faint flush of red on his ears betrayed him as he glanced away and took a sip from his flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"Haha..deeeal!" He said loudly with a smirk on his face. "Buuuut why not both? Fuck..maybe I want to get more alcohol and cuddle afterwards...!"

He leaned even closer against Bee and then pressed his head against his chest. "...Mhmmhm...Heey..have you or Artie feed my children when I wasn't hereeee?..The rats..I mean.." He muttered. "...Where the fuck is he anyway.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee placed his hand on the back of Ark’s head, sighing.

“..I fed your damn children. Took a lot out of me to do it but I did it.. and Artie is around here somewhere. They’re probably just either floating around or they’re actually not here yet.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...mhmmmm..What did yaa feed them with..?" Arkadij wrapped his hands around Bee, he squeezed him a bit like if he didn't wanted him to go or something. Drunk and very clingy, worst possible combo. "..I miss them..missed you and..him...aaaaand him..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Whole wheat bread and plums. Small pieces.”

Bee grumbled, his hands running through Arkadij’s hair.

“..missed you too, fucking dumbass..”

[music-lover-ninah]

PARTY EVENT!

Small sticky notes were left around the building in slightly poor Russian— most likely Bee’s doing, but he did include small translations at the bottom from German, to broken French, and to English.

“A “Goodbye World” party is happening! Bring drinks, food, and whoever you want! Quitters are visitors.”

The large room had already been decorated— thanks to Host and Bee. There were at least three stacks of nine vinyl records beside a vinyl player, one song already playing.

Drinks— going from soda to alcohol (there was some juice.. just to be safe) neatly arranged on different tables, cups stacked on said tables, and there was a snack table pressed against the wall near a window.

There were chairs at a couple of empty tables, a couch that somehow got in, and four packs of poker cards on one of the tables.

Bee was already pouring himself a drink, pausing a bit before turning around, he simply waved at everyone and gestured for them to come over.

“C’mon! Party’s gonna be boring if you don’t join..”

( @radio-host-taking-calls , you know what to do!)

[radio-host-taking-calls]

*Host found everything they could around town, beverage and decoration wise, even sacrified a personnal stash for the sake of "making friends and kissing satan's ass for this apocalypse".

The room was filled with banderoles and colorful balloons, but the star of the show was the rock music playing in the background : good stuff. Some american music... Wich was kind of rebellious for Russia.

They correctes some of the sticky notes in passive agressive red pen, like a teacher would do.*

- Everyone welcomed. Let's have fun. Chill visitors allowed. Or not. LoL.

*But for good measure, they tried to recruit some other people more directly, either by voice or by sliding them notes, like in school.

Those lucky few were :

- @hymntheotherpunkgirl, @thefemarookie, @thetroublemaker-askblog, @digging-up-ghosts, @carrying-coins, @spiraling-thoughts-and-hope, @flash-in-the-crucible, @lover-boy-ninah, @ask-the-awkward-girl, @asking-the-ex-reporter, @enerjekaguy, @ezekithescavdoc, @red4tee-disbanded-fans-dni, @that-ferris-visitor, @idk-i-forgor , @sug4rfreak (Kitty), @greyorgrayheart, @homeless-jackass, @lungcancer-onitsway , @creepinnothintosee , @neverbelievepropaganda, @necrophagous-salesman , @not-quite-a-hermit , @bugeyed-alarm, @veileddeathcultist-askblog, @asksinsnakeman, @burned-alive and that's all I can think off right now but EVERYONE is welcomed !!! Multiple threads allowed ! Invite people if you'de like ! Multiple characters by person allowed !*

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

He haven't been seen anywhere for more than the past two weeks after "the incident", this probably made other people think that he's either dead or left forever and won't come back. Just to show up at some random party! It wasn't even the middle of the party and he's already wasted, barely standing and holding a bottle of some cheap vodka in his hand. Arkadij noticed a familiar face and rushed in his direction with a grin on his face, he also pretty much almost buped into other people on his way.

"Beeeee...heeeey..heey!..what's up?" Arkadij mumbled as he leaned against Bee, clinging like if nothing happened. "Hehe..! Haven't seen you for a whileee..!" He chuckled in the most annoying way possible, also spilled a bit of vodka onto the floor.

@music-lover-ninah

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, eyebrows raising as he looked at Akradij. Bee smirked, snickering as he wrapped his arm around Akradij.

“Hey, Arkie.. how ya doing? Haven’t seen you in a gor minute..”

Bee asked, taking a small swig of his own drink— which was in a flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...Heh, I'm doing just greaaat..! ...Just the music..suuuucks...who the fuck choosen that playlist..? This shit is soooooooo..overrated." Arkadij rolls his eyes. "...Songs from Metallica's black album...seriously...? [...]" He continues complaining about the music which is currently playing in the background, barely talking and taking another long sip of vodka after he finished his rant. "...Megadeth better."

"Anywaaaaay...I kept an eye on that fucker..! You know which one...uhhh..that one...Boris! Hehe..the one in fishnets...fuuck..those fishnets..! ..Have you noticed them when he was uuuuh..bitting your fingers off?" Arkadij probably had no idea what he's even talking about, saying whatever comes to his completely drunk mind. "...He's seriously watching you sleeeep..what a freak..."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee tensed up at the mention of Boris, blinking before slowly looking at Arkadij.

“..you seriously talking about that guy’s fishnets? Same guy that almost gutted me.. and you’re thirsting over his fishnets..”

Bee muttered, in complete disbelief.

“..yeah, pretty sure we both agreed he was watching me sleep.”

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"...But you must admit that his fishnets are fuuuuuckin' great.." Arkadij shrugs, not really seeming to care how awful he sounds. "...You could wear those too"

"I mean..yeaaaah..But I catched him on doing that..! Hehe..fuuck..I swear! He was about to get in and kill you..and then I appeared...So he walked away" He said with a grin, hard to believe that he appeared in the building and stopped Boris last minute before a tragedy could happend...and he talks about it like if it wasn't serious. "Hehe...he really sticks to our deal..!"

Arkadij took another long sip of vodka. "You should thank me for that...I saved you, babe.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee nearly choked at the mention of wearing fishnets, he coughed lightly and stared at Arkadij with wide eyes. It was clear he was close to going to a frenzy of questions before sighing.

“..Fine, I’ll thank you later. With either alcohol or cuddling, yeah? Deal.”

Bee said, acting like what he was offering was finally final. Of course; the faint flush of red on his ears betrayed him as he glanced away and took a sip from his flask.

[thetroublemaker-askblog]

"Haha..deeeal!" He said loudly with a smirk on his face. "Buuuut why not both? Fuck..maybe I want to get more alcohol and cuddle afterwards...!"

He leaned even closer against Bee and then pressed his head against his chest. "...Mhmmhm...Heey..have you or Artie feed my children when I wasn't hereeee?..The rats..I mean.." He muttered. "...Where the fuck is he anyway.."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee placed his hand on the back of Ark’s head, sighing.

“..I fed your damn children. Took a lot out of me to do it but I did it.. and Artie is around here somewhere. They’re probably just either floating around or they’re actually not here yet.”

[music-lover-ninah]

*knock knock*

"hi beeeeee!"

(kieran pressed himself up against the window, peering in. once again, his lips were curled into a manic smile, his face a little redder than before.)

"did you miss me? i know i missed you, ehe. u-um, wow, i haven't seen you since a month and 2 days ago!"

(he giggled to himself, breathing onto the window before tracing a heart pattern on it.)

- ❤️‍🔥 @my-knife-goes-doki-doki

Bee slightly jumped, eyes going wide as he sat up from his bed. He sighed, rubbing his eyes as he stood up and made his way over.

“…yeah; yeah, missed you..”

Bee muttered, opening the window with a raised eyebrow.

“…would’ve expected you to come sooner, guess I was wrong.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"ehe, sorry, i've been kinda busy..."

(he rubbed his wrist before climbing in- falling flat on his stomach with his legs dangling out the window. he whined in pain briefly, but managed to get his legs down. he still lay on the floor though.)

"ouughhh..... bee... can you help me? m-maybe pick me up or something so i can be in your arms, ahaah..."

(he batted his eyelashes at him in a way he hoped was endearing.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee sighed, rolling his eyes.

“…just came in..”

Bee muttered, he bent down and picked Keiran up, adjusting his grip as he walked over to the bed and just sat him down on the edge.

“Happy? You got me to carry you.. what do you want? You just.. dont come here unless you want something.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he giggled breathily, nuzzling his face into bee's chest as he was picked up and carried. once sat down, he clung onto bee's side once again, tracing patterns on his chest.)

"w-well, maybe i just wanted to see you! plus, you smell really good, ahaah..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“..you and your damn obsession with sniffing me.. might as well write a whole essay on that.”

Bee said sarcastically, flicking Kieran’s forehead with a scoff.

“…and what is it if it isn’t that “maybe”, huh?”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"you can't blame mee... you literally smell like, um, citrus!"

(he whined quietly.)

"mh, then... i want to know what's going on. with artie. and boris, ehe. but artie especially."

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Artie? Hard to say.. haven’t seen him in a while.. I’ll find out later.. but Boris?.. that bastard? God, I don’t wanna know what’s going on with him.. I still feel him staring at me sometimes..”

Bee shivered, rolling his eyes.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"DOES THAT MEAN YOU'VE SEEN HIM!?"

(he exclaims abruptly, fisting bee's shirt, leaning in real close. a beat passes. he leans back, letting go of his shirt.)

"sorry, i got a bit, um, excited, ehe. but please tell me if you see artie again..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“Shit! Shit.. probably won’t tell you about Artie but if I ever see Boris? You’re the first to know.. anything to get that perverted, sadistic bastard off my back..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"c a n i g e t h i m o n m y b a c k"

(his hands quiver slightly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Oh my god— calm down! You’re worse than a damn cat in heat!”

Bee immediately snapped, lightly smacking Kieran’s shoulder.

“…but yeah. Fine, do whatever you have to do get Boris to forget my existence for a bit.. i don’t wanna know what you’re gonna do for that to even happen.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“ehe, sorry…”

(he mumbled, flinching at the smack.)

“you don’t wanna know what i’ll do. seriously, h-he’s so… aAAAGH!!”

(he yells out of pure… something?)

[music-lover-ninah]

“KIERAN. I swear to fucking god, keep it down to a level around me. I don’t wanna know what goes on in your head while thinking about that creep.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“s-sorry!”

(he apologized again, flinching back. however, he latched back onto bee’s side right after, feeling the muscles of bee’s arm.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee stayed silent, his fingers twitched before resting his hand on the back of Kieran’s head. Bee reluctantly relaxed his shoulders as his hand began to run its fingers through Kieran’s hair.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(his hair was growing long by now. it was tangled and… to be honest, stunk. when was the last time he took a fucking shower? however, kieran didn’t seem bothered by his own smell, just closing his eyes and enjoying the moment.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee’s nose scrunched up, furrowing his eyebrows as he slowly pulled away.

“..you smell worse than Boris, holy fuck.. go get in a damn shower or something! There’s one near, just.. do something! Hell, I’ll even let you borrow some clothes of mine and I’ll brush your hair if it means that you actually shower.”

Bee said, having a scowl on his face.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran frowned, glancing up at bee with a hurt expression. then, it lit up, an idea sprouting in his mind.)

“can you… help me take a shower…”

(he mumbled, nails digging into the back of his palm.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, his face slowly turned into an expression of pure horror before schooling it to a blank one.

“…You either get in the shower with the deal of you wearing my clothes and me brushing your hair after or I’ll throw you out. I refuse to be in the shower with you.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran grits his teeth in disappointment, his shoulders slumping.)

“damnit…”

(he mumbled, standing up begrudgingly.)

“um, where’s your shower?…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…room beside this. Just.. when you get in the hallway, it’s the door on your left that’s the bathroom.”

Bee muttered, rummaging through the dresser. He pulled out something simple— sweatpants and a sweatshirt with white socks. He shoved the clothes in Kieran’s arms.

“…just make sure you don’t reek.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay!… i wonder if you have… um, citrus scented shampoo or something. ehe, yummy.”

(he takes the clothes, getting a good whiff of them before walking out the door.)

“i won’t disappoint you! or, um, i’ll try not to!”

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee just watched, jaw dropped as he raised his eyebrows. He slowly sat down and held his face in his hands, already regretting everything that has led to this very moment in his life.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

[…]

(about an hour and a half later, kieran walks back out, hair sloppily dried with a towel and wearing bee’s clothes, his face flushed.)

“hi bee!”

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee narrowed his eyes at keiran, especially at the flush on his face. He rolled his eyes and opened the nightstand, getting his brush out.

“..sit. On the floor. I wanna get this over with.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay!”

(he just plopped down on the floor, crossing his legs and fidgeting.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee began to brush Kieran’s hair.. which immediately got caught. Bee’s eye twitched, carefully taking the brush out.

“..how long have you not brushed your hair for?”

Bee asked, taking a stand of hair and began to untangle it with his hands and going over it with a brush.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“uh… i haven’t for a long while.”

(he mumbled, leaning back, trying to get closer to bee. as he combed his hair, he giggled breathily.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Nasty.”

Bee simply said, continuing to detangle and brush through Kieran’s hair with a tired wigh.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“mnh…”

(he tried to form an apology, but gave up trying. so, he just sat there, focusing on the way his fingers felt in his hair.)

[music-lover-ninah]

After a long while, bee finally untangled all of Kieran’s hair and brushed through it. He did a double check and ran his fingers through Kieran’s hair.

“..feels a lot better to touch now..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“…”

(kieran reached up, brushing through his own hair, looking at his fingers when done.)

“… woah…”

(he mumbled in a sort of amazement.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Feels a lot better, doesn’t it?”

Bee murmured softly, rubbing Kieran’s shoulder.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran’s face turned a deep shade of red— if it wasn’t already— as bee rubbed his shoulder. he chuckled nervously, glancing back at him, hands quivering slightly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee didn’t seem to notice surprisingly, he lets out a quiet sigh with a rare (probably to keiran) warm smile on his face. He moved his hands to run it through Kieran’s hair, making sure all knots and tangles were gone.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“eh… ehheh… t-thank you…”

(kieran stammered, finger twitching a bit as bee continued to comb through his hair. he leaned back a bit, trying to rest on bee’s chest hesitantly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee began to hum quietly— probably some Blondie song or something similar. He allowed Keiran to rest against his chest, not bothered by it. His fingers soon began to massage Kieran’s scalp instead.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he fully leaned back against bee's chest, a warm smile curling on his lips. he giggled uncharacteristically softly, hands moving back to rest his hands on bee's thighs.)

(god, this was nice. he hadn't felt this peaceful in a while. and bee... he was caring for him. actually. it sort of reminded him of...)

(kieran's smile faltered just a bit, his loose grip on bee's thighs suddenly tightening- digging into his skin as if the other man would disappear if he let go.)

(...)

(spence. oh, god, spence. please don't let him leave like he did. please. it was too familiar, too similar.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, eyes slightly widening as he looked down at keiran. It seemed like whatever trance Bee was in slightly cracked.

“..keiran. Not so tightly.”

Bee said bluntly, lightly slapping Kieran’s shoulder before going back to massaging his scalp, a little more aware this time.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran's grip didn't loosen. his hands quivered lightly as he seemed to sink even deeper into the space of bee's chest, as if trying to cloak himself with the guy. he glanced to the side, spotting a bit of bee's curly red hair. god- if only. if that hair was just a bit more pigmented. if those eyes were just a little more hazel.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Verdammt...”

Bee muttered, rolling his eyes as he lightly pulled keiran up on the bed. He simply held him close, resting his chin on top of Kieran’s head.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"mmmMm... b-bee..."

(kieran whimpered, turning around so that his face was tucked into his neck. he clung onto him tighter, tears burning in his eyes.)

(... is this what artie had to work with?)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Shh..”

Bee shushed quietly, one hand fell from Kieran’s hair and to his back, gently rubbing it as his other hand rested on the back of Kieran’s head.

Bee simply stayed quiet, offering silent comfort to keiran.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he whimpered, trying to make his sobbing a little quieter as a sudden wave of paranoia washed over him. what if he was too loud? too needy? then bee’d leave too. and he couldn’t have that.)

(he bit his own lip, teeth digging into the dry muscle. he moved his hands so they would go under bee’s armpits and rest at his shoulder blades, closing his eyes so hard he felt as if they would pop out.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Yeah, do that.. just hold onto me; let it all out.”

Bee quietly said, still rubbing Kieran’s back. He sighed and buried his face in Kieran’s hair.

“…let it all out. It’s okay, Keiran. I ain’t going anywhere anytime soon..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran didn’t immediately let it all out, instead clinging onto bee tighter and trying to really make sure that he was telling the truth. however, after a moment, his sobs grew undeniably louder, arms feeling weak.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, raising his eyebrows. The loudness slightly caught him off guard but didn’t say anything. He simply pressed a soft kiss on the top of Kieran’s head.

“There you go.. just cry, not good to hold it all in.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(once that kiss landed on his forehead, kieran could swear he felt something in the air change. he felt lighter, though still his chest ached, but undoubtedly something had changed. he just leaned forward fully, letting himself rest against bee like a ragdoll, hands shaking.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..feeling better?”

Bee hesitantly asked, raising an eyebrow as he shifted his head to look at Keiran.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"... mm..."

(he nodded, eyes wet but still as he just stared into the space of bee's chest.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..good, good..”

Bee softly said, he ran his fingers through Kieran’s hair, trying soothe him.

“…just try to stay in the present right now, cant have you spacing out or anything.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran shuddered at the feel of bee's fingers in his hair, but in general, it did help to soothe him a bit. after a moment, he looked up at bee, swallowing as his clammy hands reluctantly moved to his face.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee allowed this, he sighed and simply made eye contact with Keiran. Bee slowly raised an eyebrow again, his fingers pausing in its movements. Bee subtly tilted his head to the side like a confused animal.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he just sat there for a moment awkwardly before just deciding to take the opportunity while it was there. i mean, bee wouldn't hate him for this, right?... well, he did do all of this for him...)

(after a beat, kieran just leaned forward abruptly, kissing bee on the lips.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, caught off guard. He mentally cringed, feeling how dry Kieran’s lips were. It took every single nerve in his body to not physically recoil and curl up.

Bee simply lets out a breath, he hesitated before slowly kissing Keiran back.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(once he felt him kissing back, kieran was encouraged even more, latching onto bee. he fisted his shirt, closing his eyes and smiling.)

"nn... artie..."

"..."

"u-um, i mean- bee..."

(he mumbled against bee's lips awkwardly, face flushing at the mess up.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, he pulled away slightly and narrowed his eyes at Keiran with a frown.

“…Wow, wow.. calling me Artie? Wow. I see how it is.”

Bee muttered.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"a-SORRY! sorry sorry sorry, i-it just slipped out... i won't do it again, i promise! sorry..."

(kieran's eyes widened as he grasped bee's shirt tighter with newfound desperation. he apologized repeatedly, a little too much almost.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Fucking fine. I’ll forgive you this once.. ain’t forgetting it, though.”

Bee scoffed, rolling his eyes but his hands still came up to gently cup Kieran’s face, thumbs gently stroking his cheeks.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he let out a relieved sigh, leaning into bee's touch, eyelids fluttering.)

"god- you're an angel... a beautiful red-headed angel..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“Been called a lot of things.. Angel ain’t been one of them, but I like it.”

Bee shrugged, pressing a soft, light kiss on the corner of Kieran’s mouth.

“..Y’know, i think you aren’t as bad as I thought you originally were.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“ehe, thanks…”

(he mumbled, snuggling up against bee. at his last statement, he opened his eyes, looking up at him.)

“a… r-really? d… does that mean you like me? you think i’m worthy of your love?”

(his shimmering eyes widened.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Don’t push it. You’re worthy of my affection, not entirely my love. Just means I won’t punt you out of the window when I see you.”

Bee bluntly said, gently flicking Kieran’s forehead before resting his chin on Kieran’s shoulder.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“good enough…”

(kieran hummed, nuzzling his nose into bee’s hair.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee simply sighed, closing his eyes as he leaned against Kieran a bit, wrapping both arms around Kieran’s waist and lightly tugged him closer.

“Mhm..”

Bee hummed in agreement.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“mn..”

(kieran just sat there, tucked into bee, holding onto him dearly. occasionally, his eyes flickered open to look back at him, but closed after.)

“… can i stay here? for the, um, day.”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Sure. Yeah, you can stay. Just.. dont be too much trouble for me.”

Bee shrugged, agreeing nonchalantly as he shifted his arms a bit— trying to hold Kieran a bit more comfortably.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“yeeessss!!!”

(he squealed into bee’s hair, smiling and holding onto him dearly.)

“thankyouthankyouthankyou… you’re so nice to me… ehe, i won’t be trouble!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“Sure, that’s what they all say before giving me hell..”

Bee muttered, snickering a bit.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“i won’t, i swear!”

“oh, um… do you have a bed?”

[music-lover-ninah]

“I mean… this is a single bed room? You gotta head to one of the empty rooms if you wanna sleep separately from me.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“uh— o-oh, i thought- um, ehe, erh-”

“…”

(he paused for a moment, trying to recover from his nervous stammering. he tugged at the collar of his shirt lightly, flushing a little bit.)

“ahaah… i thought you wouldn’t let me… sleep with you…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…I mean.. I don’t mind? Just.. stay on one side and I’ll stay on my side.”

Bee shrugged; running his fingers through his own hair— most likely getting tangles out.

“..still. I couldn’t care less if you slept beside me or not.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay! i… um, will. try.”

(he nodded along, picking at his nails idly.)

“thank you again— i know we haven’t known each other for a while b-but you’ve really, um, been really nice to me and i appreciate it. if you didn’t know that.”

[music-lover-ninah]

“I mean.. I am a nice person! We just got a bad start when we met each other.”

Bee paused, blinking.

“…don’t make yourself bleed.”

Bee said, lightly grabbing Kieran’s hand.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“i know.”

(kieran just said plainly, staring at bee, non-moving. when bee grabbed his hand, he flinched a tiny bit before leaning forward.)

“oh-wow, you remind me of vic!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“..who the hell is Vic?”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“oh- uh, you don’t know them? well, i g-guess that’s just what i call them… i don’t know their real name, ahaah…”

(he paused for a moment, seemingly dwelling on the thought somberly before perking up again.)

“um, they wear a black cloak… uh, sometimes a veil. they have long wavy black hair and they look kinda majestic…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“You mean Di-..”

Bee cut himself off, blinking before his eyebrow twitched. He took a deep breath in and softly sighed.

“…I have a feeling I know who you’re talking about.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“-di?”

(kieran’s eyes widened, brows furrowing as he leaned forward.)

“di what? w-what’s after that? can you tell me? please? i really want to know-”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Nah, nah. Ain’t saying shit. Too sober for this, plus, I ain’t revealing their identity.”

Bee said, moving his arms to cross them under his chest.

“Made a promise to myself that I won’t say or acknowledge their real name around people who don’t know unless they want me to.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“y… you won’t tell? so… it’s… a secret?”

(he just sat there for a moment, lips parted slightly as he stared at bee.)

“you won’t tell even me? i m-mean, them and i are pretty close! hey— we’ve even slept in the same bed before! surely you understand that i can be trusted!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“So? I’m talking about how me and them knew each other way before the cataclysm. If they’re keeping their identity a secret, I’ll keep it a secret.”

Bee said, frowning a bit.

“..listen. It’s not about you being trusted; it’s about them wanting more people to know when they want to be known.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“…”

(kieran just stared up at bee, lips twitching into a tiny frown.)

“… w-what, do you guys have some special connection? you guys are so close that you can’t even tell someone you share a bed with?”

(his voice was hushed, quivering slightly. it was quite obvious he was hurt by the fact bee wouldn’t share.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Keiran. This is a thing for their privacy.. if they don’t want anyone to know who they are, then they don’t have to tell anyone.”

Bee softly explained, his forehead resting against Kieran’s.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"..."

"f-fine... nobody ever wants to tell me anything anyway..."

(he grumbled under his breath quietly, looking down at his lap.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Don’t do this.”

Bee suddenly snapped lightly, he sighed as his eyebrow twitched.

“…It’s a privacy thing. Okay? Don’t make me repeat myself, this isnt about you.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran flinched a tiny bit at bee's small snap, retreating a tiny bit.)

"... okay. sorry. i won't."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee lets out a breath, he pulled Kieran close and pressed a soft kiss on top of his head.

“…I don’t mean to snap. I just get frustrated when people keep on asking and asking even when I already said the answer and then switch it up.”

Bee only said, narrowing his eyes a bit.

“..now. Are we going to sleep or not?”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he swallowed, closing his eyes momentarily when bee kissed his forehead. he looked back up, but not before apologizing again.)

"... yeah, sorry. i shouldn't have... done that. oh- um, yeah. sleep."

(kieran blinked, glancing around.)

"... do you want me to move?"

[music-lover-ninah]

“You can stay. You don’t gotta move.”

Bee simply said, patting Kieran’s back.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"t-thanks..."

(he mumbled, leaning forward awkwardly until they both were lying down. he tucked his face into bee's neck, closing his eyes.)

"... have a good sleep..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“…of course. Night.”

Bee murmured, closing his eyes as he kept one arm wrapped around keiran.

[music-lover-ninah]

*knock knock*

"hi beeeeee!"

(kieran pressed himself up against the window, peering in. once again, his lips were curled into a manic smile, his face a little redder than before.)

"did you miss me? i know i missed you, ehe. u-um, wow, i haven't seen you since a month and 2 days ago!"

(he giggled to himself, breathing onto the window before tracing a heart pattern on it.)

- ❤️‍🔥 @my-knife-goes-doki-doki

Bee slightly jumped, eyes going wide as he sat up from his bed. He sighed, rubbing his eyes as he stood up and made his way over.

“…yeah; yeah, missed you..”

Bee muttered, opening the window with a raised eyebrow.

“…would’ve expected you to come sooner, guess I was wrong.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"ehe, sorry, i've been kinda busy..."

(he rubbed his wrist before climbing in- falling flat on his stomach with his legs dangling out the window. he whined in pain briefly, but managed to get his legs down. he still lay on the floor though.)

"ouughhh..... bee... can you help me? m-maybe pick me up or something so i can be in your arms, ahaah..."

(he batted his eyelashes at him in a way he hoped was endearing.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee sighed, rolling his eyes.

“…just came in..”

Bee muttered, he bent down and picked Keiran up, adjusting his grip as he walked over to the bed and just sat him down on the edge.

“Happy? You got me to carry you.. what do you want? You just.. dont come here unless you want something.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he giggled breathily, nuzzling his face into bee's chest as he was picked up and carried. once sat down, he clung onto bee's side once again, tracing patterns on his chest.)

"w-well, maybe i just wanted to see you! plus, you smell really good, ahaah..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“..you and your damn obsession with sniffing me.. might as well write a whole essay on that.”

Bee said sarcastically, flicking Kieran’s forehead with a scoff.

“…and what is it if it isn’t that “maybe”, huh?”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"you can't blame mee... you literally smell like, um, citrus!"

(he whined quietly.)

"mh, then... i want to know what's going on. with artie. and boris, ehe. but artie especially."

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Artie? Hard to say.. haven’t seen him in a while.. I’ll find out later.. but Boris?.. that bastard? God, I don’t wanna know what’s going on with him.. I still feel him staring at me sometimes..”

Bee shivered, rolling his eyes.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"DOES THAT MEAN YOU'VE SEEN HIM!?"

(he exclaims abruptly, fisting bee's shirt, leaning in real close. a beat passes. he leans back, letting go of his shirt.)

"sorry, i got a bit, um, excited, ehe. but please tell me if you see artie again..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“Shit! Shit.. probably won’t tell you about Artie but if I ever see Boris? You’re the first to know.. anything to get that perverted, sadistic bastard off my back..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"c a n i g e t h i m o n m y b a c k"

(his hands quiver slightly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Oh my god— calm down! You’re worse than a damn cat in heat!”

Bee immediately snapped, lightly smacking Kieran’s shoulder.

“…but yeah. Fine, do whatever you have to do get Boris to forget my existence for a bit.. i don’t wanna know what you’re gonna do for that to even happen.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“ehe, sorry…”

(he mumbled, flinching at the smack.)

“you don’t wanna know what i’ll do. seriously, h-he’s so… aAAAGH!!”

(he yells out of pure… something?)

[music-lover-ninah]

“KIERAN. I swear to fucking god, keep it down to a level around me. I don’t wanna know what goes on in your head while thinking about that creep.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“s-sorry!”

(he apologized again, flinching back. however, he latched back onto bee’s side right after, feeling the muscles of bee’s arm.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee stayed silent, his fingers twitched before resting his hand on the back of Kieran’s head. Bee reluctantly relaxed his shoulders as his hand began to run its fingers through Kieran’s hair.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(his hair was growing long by now. it was tangled and… to be honest, stunk. when was the last time he took a fucking shower? however, kieran didn’t seem bothered by his own smell, just closing his eyes and enjoying the moment.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee’s nose scrunched up, furrowing his eyebrows as he slowly pulled away.

“..you smell worse than Boris, holy fuck.. go get in a damn shower or something! There’s one near, just.. do something! Hell, I’ll even let you borrow some clothes of mine and I’ll brush your hair if it means that you actually shower.”

Bee said, having a scowl on his face.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran frowned, glancing up at bee with a hurt expression. then, it lit up, an idea sprouting in his mind.)

“can you… help me take a shower…”

(he mumbled, nails digging into the back of his palm.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, his face slowly turned into an expression of pure horror before schooling it to a blank one.

“…You either get in the shower with the deal of you wearing my clothes and me brushing your hair after or I’ll throw you out. I refuse to be in the shower with you.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran grits his teeth in disappointment, his shoulders slumping.)

“damnit…”

(he mumbled, standing up begrudgingly.)

“um, where’s your shower?…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…room beside this. Just.. when you get in the hallway, it’s the door on your left that’s the bathroom.”

Bee muttered, rummaging through the dresser. He pulled out something simple— sweatpants and a sweatshirt with white socks. He shoved the clothes in Kieran’s arms.

“…just make sure you don’t reek.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay!… i wonder if you have… um, citrus scented shampoo or something. ehe, yummy.”

(he takes the clothes, getting a good whiff of them before walking out the door.)

“i won’t disappoint you! or, um, i’ll try not to!”

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee just watched, jaw dropped as he raised his eyebrows. He slowly sat down and held his face in his hands, already regretting everything that has led to this very moment in his life.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

[…]

(about an hour and a half later, kieran walks back out, hair sloppily dried with a towel and wearing bee’s clothes, his face flushed.)

“hi bee!”

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee narrowed his eyes at keiran, especially at the flush on his face. He rolled his eyes and opened the nightstand, getting his brush out.

“..sit. On the floor. I wanna get this over with.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay!”

(he just plopped down on the floor, crossing his legs and fidgeting.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee began to brush Kieran’s hair.. which immediately got caught. Bee’s eye twitched, carefully taking the brush out.

“..how long have you not brushed your hair for?”

Bee asked, taking a stand of hair and began to untangle it with his hands and going over it with a brush.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“uh… i haven’t for a long while.”

(he mumbled, leaning back, trying to get closer to bee. as he combed his hair, he giggled breathily.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Nasty.”

Bee simply said, continuing to detangle and brush through Kieran’s hair with a tired wigh.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“mnh…”

(he tried to form an apology, but gave up trying. so, he just sat there, focusing on the way his fingers felt in his hair.)

[music-lover-ninah]

After a long while, bee finally untangled all of Kieran’s hair and brushed through it. He did a double check and ran his fingers through Kieran’s hair.

“..feels a lot better to touch now..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“…”

(kieran reached up, brushing through his own hair, looking at his fingers when done.)

“… woah…”

(he mumbled in a sort of amazement.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Feels a lot better, doesn’t it?”

Bee murmured softly, rubbing Kieran’s shoulder.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran’s face turned a deep shade of red— if it wasn’t already— as bee rubbed his shoulder. he chuckled nervously, glancing back at him, hands quivering slightly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee didn’t seem to notice surprisingly, he lets out a quiet sigh with a rare (probably to keiran) warm smile on his face. He moved his hands to run it through Kieran’s hair, making sure all knots and tangles were gone.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“eh… ehheh… t-thank you…”

(kieran stammered, finger twitching a bit as bee continued to comb through his hair. he leaned back a bit, trying to rest on bee’s chest hesitantly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee began to hum quietly— probably some Blondie song or something similar. He allowed Keiran to rest against his chest, not bothered by it. His fingers soon began to massage Kieran’s scalp instead.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he fully leaned back against bee's chest, a warm smile curling on his lips. he giggled uncharacteristically softly, hands moving back to rest his hands on bee's thighs.)

(god, this was nice. he hadn't felt this peaceful in a while. and bee... he was caring for him. actually. it sort of reminded him of...)

(kieran's smile faltered just a bit, his loose grip on bee's thighs suddenly tightening- digging into his skin as if the other man would disappear if he let go.)

(...)

(spence. oh, god, spence. please don't let him leave like he did. please. it was too familiar, too similar.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, eyes slightly widening as he looked down at keiran. It seemed like whatever trance Bee was in slightly cracked.

“..keiran. Not so tightly.”

Bee said bluntly, lightly slapping Kieran’s shoulder before going back to massaging his scalp, a little more aware this time.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran's grip didn't loosen. his hands quivered lightly as he seemed to sink even deeper into the space of bee's chest, as if trying to cloak himself with the guy. he glanced to the side, spotting a bit of bee's curly red hair. god- if only. if that hair was just a bit more pigmented. if those eyes were just a little more hazel.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Verdammt...”

Bee muttered, rolling his eyes as he lightly pulled keiran up on the bed. He simply held him close, resting his chin on top of Kieran’s head.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"mmmMm... b-bee..."

(kieran whimpered, turning around so that his face was tucked into his neck. he clung onto him tighter, tears burning in his eyes.)

(... is this what artie had to work with?)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Shh..”

Bee shushed quietly, one hand fell from Kieran’s hair and to his back, gently rubbing it as his other hand rested on the back of Kieran’s head.

Bee simply stayed quiet, offering silent comfort to keiran.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he whimpered, trying to make his sobbing a little quieter as a sudden wave of paranoia washed over him. what if he was too loud? too needy? then bee’d leave too. and he couldn’t have that.)

(he bit his own lip, teeth digging into the dry muscle. he moved his hands so they would go under bee’s armpits and rest at his shoulder blades, closing his eyes so hard he felt as if they would pop out.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Yeah, do that.. just hold onto me; let it all out.”

Bee quietly said, still rubbing Kieran’s back. He sighed and buried his face in Kieran’s hair.

“…let it all out. It’s okay, Keiran. I ain’t going anywhere anytime soon..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran didn’t immediately let it all out, instead clinging onto bee tighter and trying to really make sure that he was telling the truth. however, after a moment, his sobs grew undeniably louder, arms feeling weak.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, raising his eyebrows. The loudness slightly caught him off guard but didn’t say anything. He simply pressed a soft kiss on the top of Kieran’s head.

“There you go.. just cry, not good to hold it all in.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(once that kiss landed on his forehead, kieran could swear he felt something in the air change. he felt lighter, though still his chest ached, but undoubtedly something had changed. he just leaned forward fully, letting himself rest against bee like a ragdoll, hands shaking.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..feeling better?”

Bee hesitantly asked, raising an eyebrow as he shifted his head to look at Keiran.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"... mm..."

(he nodded, eyes wet but still as he just stared into the space of bee's chest.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..good, good..”

Bee softly said, he ran his fingers through Kieran’s hair, trying soothe him.

“…just try to stay in the present right now, cant have you spacing out or anything.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran shuddered at the feel of bee's fingers in his hair, but in general, it did help to soothe him a bit. after a moment, he looked up at bee, swallowing as his clammy hands reluctantly moved to his face.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee allowed this, he sighed and simply made eye contact with Keiran. Bee slowly raised an eyebrow again, his fingers pausing in its movements. Bee subtly tilted his head to the side like a confused animal.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he just sat there for a moment awkwardly before just deciding to take the opportunity while it was there. i mean, bee wouldn't hate him for this, right?... well, he did do all of this for him...)

(after a beat, kieran just leaned forward abruptly, kissing bee on the lips.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, caught off guard. He mentally cringed, feeling how dry Kieran’s lips were. It took every single nerve in his body to not physically recoil and curl up.

Bee simply lets out a breath, he hesitated before slowly kissing Keiran back.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(once he felt him kissing back, kieran was encouraged even more, latching onto bee. he fisted his shirt, closing his eyes and smiling.)

"nn... artie..."

"..."

"u-um, i mean- bee..."

(he mumbled against bee's lips awkwardly, face flushing at the mess up.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, he pulled away slightly and narrowed his eyes at Keiran with a frown.

“…Wow, wow.. calling me Artie? Wow. I see how it is.”

Bee muttered.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"a-SORRY! sorry sorry sorry, i-it just slipped out... i won't do it again, i promise! sorry..."

(kieran's eyes widened as he grasped bee's shirt tighter with newfound desperation. he apologized repeatedly, a little too much almost.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Fucking fine. I’ll forgive you this once.. ain’t forgetting it, though.”

Bee scoffed, rolling his eyes but his hands still came up to gently cup Kieran’s face, thumbs gently stroking his cheeks.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he let out a relieved sigh, leaning into bee's touch, eyelids fluttering.)

"god- you're an angel... a beautiful red-headed angel..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“Been called a lot of things.. Angel ain’t been one of them, but I like it.”

Bee shrugged, pressing a soft, light kiss on the corner of Kieran’s mouth.

“..Y’know, i think you aren’t as bad as I thought you originally were.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“ehe, thanks…”

(he mumbled, snuggling up against bee. at his last statement, he opened his eyes, looking up at him.)

“a… r-really? d… does that mean you like me? you think i’m worthy of your love?”

(his shimmering eyes widened.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Don’t push it. You’re worthy of my affection, not entirely my love. Just means I won’t punt you out of the window when I see you.”

Bee bluntly said, gently flicking Kieran’s forehead before resting his chin on Kieran’s shoulder.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“good enough…”

(kieran hummed, nuzzling his nose into bee’s hair.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee simply sighed, closing his eyes as he leaned against Kieran a bit, wrapping both arms around Kieran’s waist and lightly tugged him closer.

“Mhm..”

Bee hummed in agreement.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“mn..”

(kieran just sat there, tucked into bee, holding onto him dearly. occasionally, his eyes flickered open to look back at him, but closed after.)

“… can i stay here? for the, um, day.”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Sure. Yeah, you can stay. Just.. dont be too much trouble for me.”

Bee shrugged, agreeing nonchalantly as he shifted his arms a bit— trying to hold Kieran a bit more comfortably.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“yeeessss!!!”

(he squealed into bee’s hair, smiling and holding onto him dearly.)

“thankyouthankyouthankyou… you’re so nice to me… ehe, i won’t be trouble!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“Sure, that’s what they all say before giving me hell..”

Bee muttered, snickering a bit.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“i won’t, i swear!”

“oh, um… do you have a bed?”

[music-lover-ninah]

“I mean… this is a single bed room? You gotta head to one of the empty rooms if you wanna sleep separately from me.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“uh— o-oh, i thought- um, ehe, erh-”

“…”

(he paused for a moment, trying to recover from his nervous stammering. he tugged at the collar of his shirt lightly, flushing a little bit.)

“ahaah… i thought you wouldn’t let me… sleep with you…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…I mean.. I don’t mind? Just.. stay on one side and I’ll stay on my side.”

Bee shrugged; running his fingers through his own hair— most likely getting tangles out.

“..still. I couldn’t care less if you slept beside me or not.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay! i… um, will. try.”

(he nodded along, picking at his nails idly.)

“thank you again— i know we haven’t known each other for a while b-but you’ve really, um, been really nice to me and i appreciate it. if you didn’t know that.”

[music-lover-ninah]

“I mean.. I am a nice person! We just got a bad start when we met each other.”

Bee paused, blinking.

“…don’t make yourself bleed.”

Bee said, lightly grabbing Kieran’s hand.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“i know.”

(kieran just said plainly, staring at bee, non-moving. when bee grabbed his hand, he flinched a tiny bit before leaning forward.)

“oh-wow, you remind me of vic!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“..who the hell is Vic?”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“oh- uh, you don’t know them? well, i g-guess that’s just what i call them… i don’t know their real name, ahaah…”

(he paused for a moment, seemingly dwelling on the thought somberly before perking up again.)

“um, they wear a black cloak… uh, sometimes a veil. they have long wavy black hair and they look kinda majestic…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“You mean Di-..”

Bee cut himself off, blinking before his eyebrow twitched. He took a deep breath in and softly sighed.

“…I have a feeling I know who you’re talking about.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“-di?”

(kieran’s eyes widened, brows furrowing as he leaned forward.)

“di what? w-what’s after that? can you tell me? please? i really want to know-”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Nah, nah. Ain’t saying shit. Too sober for this, plus, I ain’t revealing their identity.”

Bee said, moving his arms to cross them under his chest.

“Made a promise to myself that I won’t say or acknowledge their real name around people who don’t know unless they want me to.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“y… you won’t tell? so… it’s… a secret?”

(he just sat there for a moment, lips parted slightly as he stared at bee.)

“you won’t tell even me? i m-mean, them and i are pretty close! hey— we’ve even slept in the same bed before! surely you understand that i can be trusted!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“So? I’m talking about how me and them knew each other way before the cataclysm. If they’re keeping their identity a secret, I’ll keep it a secret.”

Bee said, frowning a bit.

“..listen. It’s not about you being trusted; it’s about them wanting more people to know when they want to be known.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“…”

(kieran just stared up at bee, lips twitching into a tiny frown.)

“… w-what, do you guys have some special connection? you guys are so close that you can’t even tell someone you share a bed with?”

(his voice was hushed, quivering slightly. it was quite obvious he was hurt by the fact bee wouldn’t share.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Keiran. This is a thing for their privacy.. if they don’t want anyone to know who they are, then they don’t have to tell anyone.”

Bee softly explained, his forehead resting against Kieran’s.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"..."

"f-fine... nobody ever wants to tell me anything anyway..."

(he grumbled under his breath quietly, looking down at his lap.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Don’t do this.”

Bee suddenly snapped lightly, he sighed as his eyebrow twitched.

“…It’s a privacy thing. Okay? Don’t make me repeat myself, this isnt about you.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran flinched a tiny bit at bee's small snap, retreating a tiny bit.)

"... okay. sorry. i won't."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee lets out a breath, he pulled Kieran close and pressed a soft kiss on top of his head.

“…I don’t mean to snap. I just get frustrated when people keep on asking and asking even when I already said the answer and then switch it up.”

Bee only said, narrowing his eyes a bit.

“..now. Are we going to sleep or not?”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he swallowed, closing his eyes momentarily when bee kissed his forehead. he looked back up, but not before apologizing again.)

"... yeah, sorry. i shouldn't have... done that. oh- um, yeah. sleep."

(kieran blinked, glancing around.)

"... do you want me to move?"

[music-lover-ninah]

“You can stay. You don’t gotta move.”

Bee simply said, patting Kieran’s back.

[music-lover-ninah]

*knock knock*

"hi beeeeee!"

(kieran pressed himself up against the window, peering in. once again, his lips were curled into a manic smile, his face a little redder than before.)

"did you miss me? i know i missed you, ehe. u-um, wow, i haven't seen you since a month and 2 days ago!"

(he giggled to himself, breathing onto the window before tracing a heart pattern on it.)

- ❤️‍🔥 @my-knife-goes-doki-doki

Bee slightly jumped, eyes going wide as he sat up from his bed. He sighed, rubbing his eyes as he stood up and made his way over.

“…yeah; yeah, missed you..”

Bee muttered, opening the window with a raised eyebrow.

“…would’ve expected you to come sooner, guess I was wrong.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"ehe, sorry, i've been kinda busy..."

(he rubbed his wrist before climbing in- falling flat on his stomach with his legs dangling out the window. he whined in pain briefly, but managed to get his legs down. he still lay on the floor though.)

"ouughhh..... bee... can you help me? m-maybe pick me up or something so i can be in your arms, ahaah..."

(he batted his eyelashes at him in a way he hoped was endearing.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee sighed, rolling his eyes.

“…just came in..”

Bee muttered, he bent down and picked Keiran up, adjusting his grip as he walked over to the bed and just sat him down on the edge.

“Happy? You got me to carry you.. what do you want? You just.. dont come here unless you want something.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he giggled breathily, nuzzling his face into bee's chest as he was picked up and carried. once sat down, he clung onto bee's side once again, tracing patterns on his chest.)

"w-well, maybe i just wanted to see you! plus, you smell really good, ahaah..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“..you and your damn obsession with sniffing me.. might as well write a whole essay on that.”

Bee said sarcastically, flicking Kieran’s forehead with a scoff.

“…and what is it if it isn’t that “maybe”, huh?”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"you can't blame mee... you literally smell like, um, citrus!"

(he whined quietly.)

"mh, then... i want to know what's going on. with artie. and boris, ehe. but artie especially."

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Artie? Hard to say.. haven’t seen him in a while.. I’ll find out later.. but Boris?.. that bastard? God, I don’t wanna know what’s going on with him.. I still feel him staring at me sometimes..”

Bee shivered, rolling his eyes.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"DOES THAT MEAN YOU'VE SEEN HIM!?"

(he exclaims abruptly, fisting bee's shirt, leaning in real close. a beat passes. he leans back, letting go of his shirt.)

"sorry, i got a bit, um, excited, ehe. but please tell me if you see artie again..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“Shit! Shit.. probably won’t tell you about Artie but if I ever see Boris? You’re the first to know.. anything to get that perverted, sadistic bastard off my back..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"c a n i g e t h i m o n m y b a c k"

(his hands quiver slightly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Oh my god— calm down! You’re worse than a damn cat in heat!”

Bee immediately snapped, lightly smacking Kieran’s shoulder.

“…but yeah. Fine, do whatever you have to do get Boris to forget my existence for a bit.. i don’t wanna know what you’re gonna do for that to even happen.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“ehe, sorry…”

(he mumbled, flinching at the smack.)

“you don’t wanna know what i’ll do. seriously, h-he’s so… aAAAGH!!”

(he yells out of pure… something?)

[music-lover-ninah]

“KIERAN. I swear to fucking god, keep it down to a level around me. I don’t wanna know what goes on in your head while thinking about that creep.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“s-sorry!”

(he apologized again, flinching back. however, he latched back onto bee’s side right after, feeling the muscles of bee’s arm.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee stayed silent, his fingers twitched before resting his hand on the back of Kieran’s head. Bee reluctantly relaxed his shoulders as his hand began to run its fingers through Kieran’s hair.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(his hair was growing long by now. it was tangled and… to be honest, stunk. when was the last time he took a fucking shower? however, kieran didn’t seem bothered by his own smell, just closing his eyes and enjoying the moment.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee’s nose scrunched up, furrowing his eyebrows as he slowly pulled away.

“..you smell worse than Boris, holy fuck.. go get in a damn shower or something! There’s one near, just.. do something! Hell, I’ll even let you borrow some clothes of mine and I’ll brush your hair if it means that you actually shower.”

Bee said, having a scowl on his face.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran frowned, glancing up at bee with a hurt expression. then, it lit up, an idea sprouting in his mind.)

“can you… help me take a shower…”

(he mumbled, nails digging into the back of his palm.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, his face slowly turned into an expression of pure horror before schooling it to a blank one.

“…You either get in the shower with the deal of you wearing my clothes and me brushing your hair after or I’ll throw you out. I refuse to be in the shower with you.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran grits his teeth in disappointment, his shoulders slumping.)

“damnit…”

(he mumbled, standing up begrudgingly.)

“um, where’s your shower?…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…room beside this. Just.. when you get in the hallway, it’s the door on your left that’s the bathroom.”

Bee muttered, rummaging through the dresser. He pulled out something simple— sweatpants and a sweatshirt with white socks. He shoved the clothes in Kieran’s arms.

“…just make sure you don’t reek.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay!… i wonder if you have… um, citrus scented shampoo or something. ehe, yummy.”

(he takes the clothes, getting a good whiff of them before walking out the door.)

“i won’t disappoint you! or, um, i’ll try not to!”

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee just watched, jaw dropped as he raised his eyebrows. He slowly sat down and held his face in his hands, already regretting everything that has led to this very moment in his life.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

[…]

(about an hour and a half later, kieran walks back out, hair sloppily dried with a towel and wearing bee’s clothes, his face flushed.)

“hi bee!”

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee narrowed his eyes at keiran, especially at the flush on his face. He rolled his eyes and opened the nightstand, getting his brush out.

“..sit. On the floor. I wanna get this over with.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay!”

(he just plopped down on the floor, crossing his legs and fidgeting.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee began to brush Kieran’s hair.. which immediately got caught. Bee’s eye twitched, carefully taking the brush out.

“..how long have you not brushed your hair for?”

Bee asked, taking a stand of hair and began to untangle it with his hands and going over it with a brush.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“uh… i haven’t for a long while.”

(he mumbled, leaning back, trying to get closer to bee. as he combed his hair, he giggled breathily.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Nasty.”

Bee simply said, continuing to detangle and brush through Kieran’s hair with a tired wigh.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“mnh…”

(he tried to form an apology, but gave up trying. so, he just sat there, focusing on the way his fingers felt in his hair.)

[music-lover-ninah]

After a long while, bee finally untangled all of Kieran’s hair and brushed through it. He did a double check and ran his fingers through Kieran’s hair.

“..feels a lot better to touch now..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“…”

(kieran reached up, brushing through his own hair, looking at his fingers when done.)

“… woah…”

(he mumbled in a sort of amazement.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Feels a lot better, doesn’t it?”

Bee murmured softly, rubbing Kieran’s shoulder.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran’s face turned a deep shade of red— if it wasn’t already— as bee rubbed his shoulder. he chuckled nervously, glancing back at him, hands quivering slightly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee didn’t seem to notice surprisingly, he lets out a quiet sigh with a rare (probably to keiran) warm smile on his face. He moved his hands to run it through Kieran’s hair, making sure all knots and tangles were gone.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“eh… ehheh… t-thank you…”

(kieran stammered, finger twitching a bit as bee continued to comb through his hair. he leaned back a bit, trying to rest on bee’s chest hesitantly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee began to hum quietly— probably some Blondie song or something similar. He allowed Keiran to rest against his chest, not bothered by it. His fingers soon began to massage Kieran’s scalp instead.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he fully leaned back against bee's chest, a warm smile curling on his lips. he giggled uncharacteristically softly, hands moving back to rest his hands on bee's thighs.)

(god, this was nice. he hadn't felt this peaceful in a while. and bee... he was caring for him. actually. it sort of reminded him of...)

(kieran's smile faltered just a bit, his loose grip on bee's thighs suddenly tightening- digging into his skin as if the other man would disappear if he let go.)

(...)

(spence. oh, god, spence. please don't let him leave like he did. please. it was too familiar, too similar.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, eyes slightly widening as he looked down at keiran. It seemed like whatever trance Bee was in slightly cracked.

“..keiran. Not so tightly.”

Bee said bluntly, lightly slapping Kieran’s shoulder before going back to massaging his scalp, a little more aware this time.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran's grip didn't loosen. his hands quivered lightly as he seemed to sink even deeper into the space of bee's chest, as if trying to cloak himself with the guy. he glanced to the side, spotting a bit of bee's curly red hair. god- if only. if that hair was just a bit more pigmented. if those eyes were just a little more hazel.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Verdammt...”

Bee muttered, rolling his eyes as he lightly pulled keiran up on the bed. He simply held him close, resting his chin on top of Kieran’s head.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"mmmMm... b-bee..."

(kieran whimpered, turning around so that his face was tucked into his neck. he clung onto him tighter, tears burning in his eyes.)

(... is this what artie had to work with?)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Shh..”

Bee shushed quietly, one hand fell from Kieran’s hair and to his back, gently rubbing it as his other hand rested on the back of Kieran’s head.

Bee simply stayed quiet, offering silent comfort to keiran.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he whimpered, trying to make his sobbing a little quieter as a sudden wave of paranoia washed over him. what if he was too loud? too needy? then bee’d leave too. and he couldn’t have that.)

(he bit his own lip, teeth digging into the dry muscle. he moved his hands so they would go under bee’s armpits and rest at his shoulder blades, closing his eyes so hard he felt as if they would pop out.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Yeah, do that.. just hold onto me; let it all out.”

Bee quietly said, still rubbing Kieran’s back. He sighed and buried his face in Kieran’s hair.

“…let it all out. It’s okay, Keiran. I ain’t going anywhere anytime soon..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran didn’t immediately let it all out, instead clinging onto bee tighter and trying to really make sure that he was telling the truth. however, after a moment, his sobs grew undeniably louder, arms feeling weak.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, raising his eyebrows. The loudness slightly caught him off guard but didn’t say anything. He simply pressed a soft kiss on the top of Kieran’s head.

“There you go.. just cry, not good to hold it all in.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(once that kiss landed on his forehead, kieran could swear he felt something in the air change. he felt lighter, though still his chest ached, but undoubtedly something had changed. he just leaned forward fully, letting himself rest against bee like a ragdoll, hands shaking.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..feeling better?”

Bee hesitantly asked, raising an eyebrow as he shifted his head to look at Keiran.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"... mm..."

(he nodded, eyes wet but still as he just stared into the space of bee's chest.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..good, good..”

Bee softly said, he ran his fingers through Kieran’s hair, trying soothe him.

“…just try to stay in the present right now, cant have you spacing out or anything.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran shuddered at the feel of bee's fingers in his hair, but in general, it did help to soothe him a bit. after a moment, he looked up at bee, swallowing as his clammy hands reluctantly moved to his face.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee allowed this, he sighed and simply made eye contact with Keiran. Bee slowly raised an eyebrow again, his fingers pausing in its movements. Bee subtly tilted his head to the side like a confused animal.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he just sat there for a moment awkwardly before just deciding to take the opportunity while it was there. i mean, bee wouldn't hate him for this, right?... well, he did do all of this for him...)

(after a beat, kieran just leaned forward abruptly, kissing bee on the lips.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, caught off guard. He mentally cringed, feeling how dry Kieran’s lips were. It took every single nerve in his body to not physically recoil and curl up.

Bee simply lets out a breath, he hesitated before slowly kissing Keiran back.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(once he felt him kissing back, kieran was encouraged even more, latching onto bee. he fisted his shirt, closing his eyes and smiling.)

"nn... artie..."

"..."

"u-um, i mean- bee..."

(he mumbled against bee's lips awkwardly, face flushing at the mess up.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, he pulled away slightly and narrowed his eyes at Keiran with a frown.

“…Wow, wow.. calling me Artie? Wow. I see how it is.”

Bee muttered.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"a-SORRY! sorry sorry sorry, i-it just slipped out... i won't do it again, i promise! sorry..."

(kieran's eyes widened as he grasped bee's shirt tighter with newfound desperation. he apologized repeatedly, a little too much almost.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Fucking fine. I’ll forgive you this once.. ain’t forgetting it, though.”

Bee scoffed, rolling his eyes but his hands still came up to gently cup Kieran’s face, thumbs gently stroking his cheeks.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he let out a relieved sigh, leaning into bee's touch, eyelids fluttering.)

"god- you're an angel... a beautiful red-headed angel..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“Been called a lot of things.. Angel ain’t been one of them, but I like it.”

Bee shrugged, pressing a soft, light kiss on the corner of Kieran’s mouth.

“..Y’know, i think you aren’t as bad as I thought you originally were.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“ehe, thanks…”

(he mumbled, snuggling up against bee. at his last statement, he opened his eyes, looking up at him.)

“a… r-really? d… does that mean you like me? you think i’m worthy of your love?”

(his shimmering eyes widened.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Don’t push it. You’re worthy of my affection, not entirely my love. Just means I won’t punt you out of the window when I see you.”

Bee bluntly said, gently flicking Kieran’s forehead before resting his chin on Kieran’s shoulder.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“good enough…”

(kieran hummed, nuzzling his nose into bee’s hair.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee simply sighed, closing his eyes as he leaned against Kieran a bit, wrapping both arms around Kieran’s waist and lightly tugged him closer.

“Mhm..”

Bee hummed in agreement.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“mn..”

(kieran just sat there, tucked into bee, holding onto him dearly. occasionally, his eyes flickered open to look back at him, but closed after.)

“… can i stay here? for the, um, day.”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Sure. Yeah, you can stay. Just.. dont be too much trouble for me.”

Bee shrugged, agreeing nonchalantly as he shifted his arms a bit— trying to hold Kieran a bit more comfortably.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“yeeessss!!!”

(he squealed into bee’s hair, smiling and holding onto him dearly.)

“thankyouthankyouthankyou… you’re so nice to me… ehe, i won’t be trouble!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“Sure, that’s what they all say before giving me hell..”

Bee muttered, snickering a bit.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“i won’t, i swear!”

“oh, um… do you have a bed?”

[music-lover-ninah]

“I mean… this is a single bed room? You gotta head to one of the empty rooms if you wanna sleep separately from me.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“uh— o-oh, i thought- um, ehe, erh-”

“…”

(he paused for a moment, trying to recover from his nervous stammering. he tugged at the collar of his shirt lightly, flushing a little bit.)

“ahaah… i thought you wouldn’t let me… sleep with you…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…I mean.. I don’t mind? Just.. stay on one side and I’ll stay on my side.”

Bee shrugged; running his fingers through his own hair— most likely getting tangles out.

“..still. I couldn’t care less if you slept beside me or not.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay! i… um, will. try.”

(he nodded along, picking at his nails idly.)

“thank you again— i know we haven’t known each other for a while b-but you’ve really, um, been really nice to me and i appreciate it. if you didn’t know that.”

[music-lover-ninah]

“I mean.. I am a nice person! We just got a bad start when we met each other.”

Bee paused, blinking.

“…don’t make yourself bleed.”

Bee said, lightly grabbing Kieran’s hand.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“i know.”

(kieran just said plainly, staring at bee, non-moving. when bee grabbed his hand, he flinched a tiny bit before leaning forward.)

“oh-wow, you remind me of vic!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“..who the hell is Vic?”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“oh- uh, you don’t know them? well, i g-guess that’s just what i call them… i don’t know their real name, ahaah…”

(he paused for a moment, seemingly dwelling on the thought somberly before perking up again.)

“um, they wear a black cloak… uh, sometimes a veil. they have long wavy black hair and they look kinda majestic…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“You mean Di-..”

Bee cut himself off, blinking before his eyebrow twitched. He took a deep breath in and softly sighed.

“…I have a feeling I know who you’re talking about.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“-di?”

(kieran’s eyes widened, brows furrowing as he leaned forward.)

“di what? w-what’s after that? can you tell me? please? i really want to know-”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Nah, nah. Ain’t saying shit. Too sober for this, plus, I ain’t revealing their identity.”

Bee said, moving his arms to cross them under his chest.

“Made a promise to myself that I won’t say or acknowledge their real name around people who don’t know unless they want me to.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“y… you won’t tell? so… it’s… a secret?”

(he just sat there for a moment, lips parted slightly as he stared at bee.)

“you won’t tell even me? i m-mean, them and i are pretty close! hey— we’ve even slept in the same bed before! surely you understand that i can be trusted!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“So? I’m talking about how me and them knew each other way before the cataclysm. If they’re keeping their identity a secret, I’ll keep it a secret.”

Bee said, frowning a bit.

“..listen. It’s not about you being trusted; it’s about them wanting more people to know when they want to be known.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“…”

(kieran just stared up at bee, lips twitching into a tiny frown.)

“… w-what, do you guys have some special connection? you guys are so close that you can’t even tell someone you share a bed with?”

(his voice was hushed, quivering slightly. it was quite obvious he was hurt by the fact bee wouldn’t share.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Keiran. This is a thing for their privacy.. if they don’t want anyone to know who they are, then they don’t have to tell anyone.”

Bee softly explained, his forehead resting against Kieran’s.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"..."

"f-fine... nobody ever wants to tell me anything anyway..."

(he grumbled under his breath quietly, looking down at his lap.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Don’t do this.”

Bee suddenly snapped lightly, he sighed as his eyebrow twitched.

“…It’s a privacy thing. Okay? Don’t make me repeat myself, this isnt about you.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran flinched a tiny bit at bee's small snap, retreating a tiny bit.)

"... okay. sorry. i won't."

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee lets out a breath, he pulled Kieran close and pressed a soft kiss on top of his head.

“…I don’t mean to snap. I just get frustrated when people keep on asking and asking even when I already said the answer and then switch it up.”

Bee only said, narrowing his eyes a bit.

“..now. Are we going to sleep or not?”

[music-lover-ninah]

*knock knock*

"hi beeeeee!"

(kieran pressed himself up against the window, peering in. once again, his lips were curled into a manic smile, his face a little redder than before.)

"did you miss me? i know i missed you, ehe. u-um, wow, i haven't seen you since a month and 2 days ago!"

(he giggled to himself, breathing onto the window before tracing a heart pattern on it.)

- ❤️‍🔥 @my-knife-goes-doki-doki

Bee slightly jumped, eyes going wide as he sat up from his bed. He sighed, rubbing his eyes as he stood up and made his way over.

“…yeah; yeah, missed you..”

Bee muttered, opening the window with a raised eyebrow.

“…would’ve expected you to come sooner, guess I was wrong.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"ehe, sorry, i've been kinda busy..."

(he rubbed his wrist before climbing in- falling flat on his stomach with his legs dangling out the window. he whined in pain briefly, but managed to get his legs down. he still lay on the floor though.)

"ouughhh..... bee... can you help me? m-maybe pick me up or something so i can be in your arms, ahaah..."

(he batted his eyelashes at him in a way he hoped was endearing.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee sighed, rolling his eyes.

“…just came in..”

Bee muttered, he bent down and picked Keiran up, adjusting his grip as he walked over to the bed and just sat him down on the edge.

“Happy? You got me to carry you.. what do you want? You just.. dont come here unless you want something.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he giggled breathily, nuzzling his face into bee's chest as he was picked up and carried. once sat down, he clung onto bee's side once again, tracing patterns on his chest.)

"w-well, maybe i just wanted to see you! plus, you smell really good, ahaah..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“..you and your damn obsession with sniffing me.. might as well write a whole essay on that.”

Bee said sarcastically, flicking Kieran’s forehead with a scoff.

“…and what is it if it isn’t that “maybe”, huh?”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"you can't blame mee... you literally smell like, um, citrus!"

(he whined quietly.)

"mh, then... i want to know what's going on. with artie. and boris, ehe. but artie especially."

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Artie? Hard to say.. haven’t seen him in a while.. I’ll find out later.. but Boris?.. that bastard? God, I don’t wanna know what’s going on with him.. I still feel him staring at me sometimes..”

Bee shivered, rolling his eyes.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"DOES THAT MEAN YOU'VE SEEN HIM!?"

(he exclaims abruptly, fisting bee's shirt, leaning in real close. a beat passes. he leans back, letting go of his shirt.)

"sorry, i got a bit, um, excited, ehe. but please tell me if you see artie again..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“Shit! Shit.. probably won’t tell you about Artie but if I ever see Boris? You’re the first to know.. anything to get that perverted, sadistic bastard off my back..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"c a n i g e t h i m o n m y b a c k"

(his hands quiver slightly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Oh my god— calm down! You’re worse than a damn cat in heat!”

Bee immediately snapped, lightly smacking Kieran’s shoulder.

“…but yeah. Fine, do whatever you have to do get Boris to forget my existence for a bit.. i don’t wanna know what you’re gonna do for that to even happen.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“ehe, sorry…”

(he mumbled, flinching at the smack.)

“you don’t wanna know what i’ll do. seriously, h-he’s so… aAAAGH!!”

(he yells out of pure… something?)

[music-lover-ninah]

“KIERAN. I swear to fucking god, keep it down to a level around me. I don’t wanna know what goes on in your head while thinking about that creep.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“s-sorry!”

(he apologized again, flinching back. however, he latched back onto bee’s side right after, feeling the muscles of bee’s arm.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee stayed silent, his fingers twitched before resting his hand on the back of Kieran’s head. Bee reluctantly relaxed his shoulders as his hand began to run its fingers through Kieran’s hair.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(his hair was growing long by now. it was tangled and… to be honest, stunk. when was the last time he took a fucking shower? however, kieran didn’t seem bothered by his own smell, just closing his eyes and enjoying the moment.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee’s nose scrunched up, furrowing his eyebrows as he slowly pulled away.

“..you smell worse than Boris, holy fuck.. go get in a damn shower or something! There’s one near, just.. do something! Hell, I’ll even let you borrow some clothes of mine and I’ll brush your hair if it means that you actually shower.”

Bee said, having a scowl on his face.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran frowned, glancing up at bee with a hurt expression. then, it lit up, an idea sprouting in his mind.)

“can you… help me take a shower…”

(he mumbled, nails digging into the back of his palm.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, his face slowly turned into an expression of pure horror before schooling it to a blank one.

“…You either get in the shower with the deal of you wearing my clothes and me brushing your hair after or I’ll throw you out. I refuse to be in the shower with you.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran grits his teeth in disappointment, his shoulders slumping.)

“damnit…”

(he mumbled, standing up begrudgingly.)

“um, where’s your shower?…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…room beside this. Just.. when you get in the hallway, it’s the door on your left that’s the bathroom.”

Bee muttered, rummaging through the dresser. He pulled out something simple— sweatpants and a sweatshirt with white socks. He shoved the clothes in Kieran’s arms.

“…just make sure you don’t reek.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay!… i wonder if you have… um, citrus scented shampoo or something. ehe, yummy.”

(he takes the clothes, getting a good whiff of them before walking out the door.)

“i won’t disappoint you! or, um, i’ll try not to!”

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee just watched, jaw dropped as he raised his eyebrows. He slowly sat down and held his face in his hands, already regretting everything that has led to this very moment in his life.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

[…]

(about an hour and a half later, kieran walks back out, hair sloppily dried with a towel and wearing bee’s clothes, his face flushed.)

“hi bee!”

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee narrowed his eyes at keiran, especially at the flush on his face. He rolled his eyes and opened the nightstand, getting his brush out.

“..sit. On the floor. I wanna get this over with.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay!”

(he just plopped down on the floor, crossing his legs and fidgeting.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee began to brush Kieran’s hair.. which immediately got caught. Bee’s eye twitched, carefully taking the brush out.

“..how long have you not brushed your hair for?”

Bee asked, taking a stand of hair and began to untangle it with his hands and going over it with a brush.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“uh… i haven’t for a long while.”

(he mumbled, leaning back, trying to get closer to bee. as he combed his hair, he giggled breathily.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Nasty.”

Bee simply said, continuing to detangle and brush through Kieran’s hair with a tired wigh.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“mnh…”

(he tried to form an apology, but gave up trying. so, he just sat there, focusing on the way his fingers felt in his hair.)

[music-lover-ninah]

After a long while, bee finally untangled all of Kieran’s hair and brushed through it. He did a double check and ran his fingers through Kieran’s hair.

“..feels a lot better to touch now..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“…”

(kieran reached up, brushing through his own hair, looking at his fingers when done.)

“… woah…”

(he mumbled in a sort of amazement.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Feels a lot better, doesn’t it?”

Bee murmured softly, rubbing Kieran’s shoulder.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran’s face turned a deep shade of red— if it wasn’t already— as bee rubbed his shoulder. he chuckled nervously, glancing back at him, hands quivering slightly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee didn’t seem to notice surprisingly, he lets out a quiet sigh with a rare (probably to keiran) warm smile on his face. He moved his hands to run it through Kieran’s hair, making sure all knots and tangles were gone.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“eh… ehheh… t-thank you…”

(kieran stammered, finger twitching a bit as bee continued to comb through his hair. he leaned back a bit, trying to rest on bee’s chest hesitantly.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee began to hum quietly— probably some Blondie song or something similar. He allowed Keiran to rest against his chest, not bothered by it. His fingers soon began to massage Kieran’s scalp instead.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he fully leaned back against bee's chest, a warm smile curling on his lips. he giggled uncharacteristically softly, hands moving back to rest his hands on bee's thighs.)

(god, this was nice. he hadn't felt this peaceful in a while. and bee... he was caring for him. actually. it sort of reminded him of...)

(kieran's smile faltered just a bit, his loose grip on bee's thighs suddenly tightening- digging into his skin as if the other man would disappear if he let go.)

(...)

(spence. oh, god, spence. please don't let him leave like he did. please. it was too familiar, too similar.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, eyes slightly widening as he looked down at keiran. It seemed like whatever trance Bee was in slightly cracked.

“..keiran. Not so tightly.”

Bee said bluntly, lightly slapping Kieran’s shoulder before going back to massaging his scalp, a little more aware this time.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran's grip didn't loosen. his hands quivered lightly as he seemed to sink even deeper into the space of bee's chest, as if trying to cloak himself with the guy. he glanced to the side, spotting a bit of bee's curly red hair. god- if only. if that hair was just a bit more pigmented. if those eyes were just a little more hazel.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Verdammt...”

Bee muttered, rolling his eyes as he lightly pulled keiran up on the bed. He simply held him close, resting his chin on top of Kieran’s head.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"mmmMm... b-bee..."

(kieran whimpered, turning around so that his face was tucked into his neck. he clung onto him tighter, tears burning in his eyes.)

(... is this what artie had to work with?)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Shh..”

Bee shushed quietly, one hand fell from Kieran’s hair and to his back, gently rubbing it as his other hand rested on the back of Kieran’s head.

Bee simply stayed quiet, offering silent comfort to keiran.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he whimpered, trying to make his sobbing a little quieter as a sudden wave of paranoia washed over him. what if he was too loud? too needy? then bee’d leave too. and he couldn’t have that.)

(he bit his own lip, teeth digging into the dry muscle. he moved his hands so they would go under bee’s armpits and rest at his shoulder blades, closing his eyes so hard he felt as if they would pop out.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Yeah, do that.. just hold onto me; let it all out.”

Bee quietly said, still rubbing Kieran’s back. He sighed and buried his face in Kieran’s hair.

“…let it all out. It’s okay, Keiran. I ain’t going anywhere anytime soon..”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran didn’t immediately let it all out, instead clinging onto bee tighter and trying to really make sure that he was telling the truth. however, after a moment, his sobs grew undeniably louder, arms feeling weak.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, raising his eyebrows. The loudness slightly caught him off guard but didn’t say anything. He simply pressed a soft kiss on the top of Kieran’s head.

“There you go.. just cry, not good to hold it all in.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(once that kiss landed on his forehead, kieran could swear he felt something in the air change. he felt lighter, though still his chest ached, but undoubtedly something had changed. he just leaned forward fully, letting himself rest against bee like a ragdoll, hands shaking.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..feeling better?”

Bee hesitantly asked, raising an eyebrow as he shifted his head to look at Keiran.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"... mm..."

(he nodded, eyes wet but still as he just stared into the space of bee's chest.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..good, good..”

Bee softly said, he ran his fingers through Kieran’s hair, trying soothe him.

“…just try to stay in the present right now, cant have you spacing out or anything.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(kieran shuddered at the feel of bee's fingers in his hair, but in general, it did help to soothe him a bit. after a moment, he looked up at bee, swallowing as his clammy hands reluctantly moved to his face.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee allowed this, he sighed and simply made eye contact with Keiran. Bee slowly raised an eyebrow again, his fingers pausing in its movements. Bee subtly tilted his head to the side like a confused animal.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he just sat there for a moment awkwardly before just deciding to take the opportunity while it was there. i mean, bee wouldn't hate him for this, right?... well, he did do all of this for him...)

(after a beat, kieran just leaned forward abruptly, kissing bee on the lips.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee blinked, caught off guard. He mentally cringed, feeling how dry Kieran’s lips were. It took every single nerve in his body to not physically recoil and curl up.

Bee simply lets out a breath, he hesitated before slowly kissing Keiran back.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(once he felt him kissing back, kieran was encouraged even more, latching onto bee. he fisted his shirt, closing his eyes and smiling.)

"nn... artie..."

"..."

"u-um, i mean- bee..."

(he mumbled against bee's lips awkwardly, face flushing at the mess up.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee paused, he pulled away slightly and narrowed his eyes at Keiran with a frown.

“…Wow, wow.. calling me Artie? Wow. I see how it is.”

Bee muttered.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"a-SORRY! sorry sorry sorry, i-it just slipped out... i won't do it again, i promise! sorry..."

(kieran's eyes widened as he grasped bee's shirt tighter with newfound desperation. he apologized repeatedly, a little too much almost.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Fucking fine. I’ll forgive you this once.. ain’t forgetting it, though.”

Bee scoffed, rolling his eyes but his hands still came up to gently cup Kieran’s face, thumbs gently stroking his cheeks.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

(he let out a relieved sigh, leaning into bee's touch, eyelids fluttering.)

"god- you're an angel... a beautiful red-headed angel..."

[music-lover-ninah]

“Been called a lot of things.. Angel ain’t been one of them, but I like it.”

Bee shrugged, pressing a soft, light kiss on the corner of Kieran’s mouth.

“..Y’know, i think you aren’t as bad as I thought you originally were.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“ehe, thanks…”

(he mumbled, snuggling up against bee. at his last statement, he opened his eyes, looking up at him.)

“a… r-really? d… does that mean you like me? you think i’m worthy of your love?”

(his shimmering eyes widened.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Don’t push it. You’re worthy of my affection, not entirely my love. Just means I won’t punt you out of the window when I see you.”

Bee bluntly said, gently flicking Kieran’s forehead before resting his chin on Kieran’s shoulder.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“good enough…”

(kieran hummed, nuzzling his nose into bee’s hair.)

[music-lover-ninah]

Bee simply sighed, closing his eyes as he leaned against Kieran a bit, wrapping both arms around Kieran’s waist and lightly tugged him closer.

“Mhm..”

Bee hummed in agreement.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“mn..”

(kieran just sat there, tucked into bee, holding onto him dearly. occasionally, his eyes flickered open to look back at him, but closed after.)

“… can i stay here? for the, um, day.”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Sure. Yeah, you can stay. Just.. dont be too much trouble for me.”

Bee shrugged, agreeing nonchalantly as he shifted his arms a bit— trying to hold Kieran a bit more comfortably.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“yeeessss!!!”

(he squealed into bee’s hair, smiling and holding onto him dearly.)

“thankyouthankyouthankyou… you’re so nice to me… ehe, i won’t be trouble!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“Sure, that’s what they all say before giving me hell..”

Bee muttered, snickering a bit.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“i won’t, i swear!”

“oh, um… do you have a bed?”

[music-lover-ninah]

“I mean… this is a single bed room? You gotta head to one of the empty rooms if you wanna sleep separately from me.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“uh— o-oh, i thought- um, ehe, erh-”

“…”

(he paused for a moment, trying to recover from his nervous stammering. he tugged at the collar of his shirt lightly, flushing a little bit.)

“ahaah… i thought you wouldn’t let me… sleep with you…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…I mean.. I don’t mind? Just.. stay on one side and I’ll stay on my side.”

Bee shrugged; running his fingers through his own hair— most likely getting tangles out.

“..still. I couldn’t care less if you slept beside me or not.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“okay! i… um, will. try.”

(he nodded along, picking at his nails idly.)

“thank you again— i know we haven’t known each other for a while b-but you’ve really, um, been really nice to me and i appreciate it. if you didn’t know that.”

[music-lover-ninah]

“I mean.. I am a nice person! We just got a bad start when we met each other.”

Bee paused, blinking.

“…don’t make yourself bleed.”

Bee said, lightly grabbing Kieran’s hand.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“i know.”

(kieran just said plainly, staring at bee, non-moving. when bee grabbed his hand, he flinched a tiny bit before leaning forward.)

“oh-wow, you remind me of vic!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“..who the hell is Vic?”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“oh- uh, you don’t know them? well, i g-guess that’s just what i call them… i don’t know their real name, ahaah…”

(he paused for a moment, seemingly dwelling on the thought somberly before perking up again.)

“um, they wear a black cloak… uh, sometimes a veil. they have long wavy black hair and they look kinda majestic…”

[music-lover-ninah]

“You mean Di-..”

Bee cut himself off, blinking before his eyebrow twitched. He took a deep breath in and softly sighed.

“…I have a feeling I know who you’re talking about.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“-di?”

(kieran’s eyes widened, brows furrowing as he leaned forward.)

“di what? w-what’s after that? can you tell me? please? i really want to know-”

[music-lover-ninah]

“…Nah, nah. Ain’t saying shit. Too sober for this, plus, I ain’t revealing their identity.”

Bee said, moving his arms to cross them under his chest.

“Made a promise to myself that I won’t say or acknowledge their real name around people who don’t know unless they want me to.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“y… you won’t tell? so… it’s… a secret?”

(he just sat there for a moment, lips parted slightly as he stared at bee.)

“you won’t tell even me? i m-mean, them and i are pretty close! hey— we’ve even slept in the same bed before! surely you understand that i can be trusted!”

[music-lover-ninah]

“So? I’m talking about how me and them knew each other way before the cataclysm. If they’re keeping their identity a secret, I’ll keep it a secret.”

Bee said, frowning a bit.

“..listen. It’s not about you being trusted; it’s about them wanting more people to know when they want to be known.”

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

“…”

(kieran just stared up at bee, lips twitching into a tiny frown.)

“… w-what, do you guys have some special connection? you guys are so close that you can’t even tell someone you share a bed with?”

(his voice was hushed, quivering slightly. it was quite obvious he was hurt by the fact bee wouldn’t share.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“..Keiran. This is a thing for their privacy.. if they don’t want anyone to know who they are, then they don’t have to tell anyone.”

Bee softly explained, his forehead resting against Kieran’s.

[my-knife-goes-doki-doki]

"..."

"f-fine... nobody ever wants to tell me anything anyway..."

(he grumbled under his breath quietly, looking down at his lap.)

[music-lover-ninah]

“Don’t do this.”

Bee suddenly snapped lightly, he sighed as his eyebrow twitched.

“…It’s a privacy thing. Okay? Don’t make me repeat myself, this isnt about you.”

[music-lover-ninah]

🥸: does your muse have more of a dad sneeze or a bunny sneeze?

🎨: what’s your muse’s favorite color and why?

♾: if your muse had to describe their gender with words other than male/female/masc/andro/woman/etc., how would they describe it?

👃: what is your muse’s favorite smell?

👎: does your muse have a texture they absolutely cannot stand?

😳: does your muse have any embarrassing tattoos?

🔥: how much spice can your muse handle?

🧦: describe your muse’s favorite pair of socks.

💸: what’s the weirdest thing your muse has impulse bought?

🎶: what song is constantly stuck in your muse’s head?

🌱 : should your muse be trusted with plants?

🥸: dad sneeze. He is LOUD.

🎨: red. Mainly because he likes it. And it’s his hair color.

♾️: if he has to describe it.. “Robert Plant but I’m better.”

👃: citrus and surprisingly cherries!

👎 : he can NOT stand wool clothing.

😳 : surprisingly, none at all!

🔥: ..errrmmmm.. I have no idea-

🧦: long. Very soft.

💸: he has bought bird seeds before..

🎶: a ton of songs. “Call me”, “I was made for lovin’ you”, “Sweet Virginia” and a ton more similar.

🌱: no. Don’t let him near a goddamn plant.