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!!Semi-Hiatus!!
Iyani has been insanely fickle with me lately. I only have muse on rare occasions and for certain threads and it sucks. So instead of letting him sit here without notice, Iâm putting him on Semi-Hiatus. That means I will still be active on occasion whenever I feel like I can actually reply without half assing, and Iâll check in every now and then and like check on everything, but otherwise activity will be short. Iâm sorry guys!!
âïčHis lips welcomed the kiss at hand. Eyes closed as his body grew closer but came to a halt when he felt the stuffed dolphin against his chest.the pressure of the stuffed animal is what snapped him out of the moment. Â The therapist pulled away with the clear of the throat and went to check on the noodles.
 He went to cutting the vegetables and preparing them to add to the noodles later. âYou donât mind  a vegetarian meal do you? You donât have any meatâŠâ Vinemire frowned but accepted it.  The lack of options was clear to him that he didnât go shopping. A meatless meal did make cooking a bit easier. He didnât have to worry about undercooking but just over cooking but he kept a close eye on it. THe older male washed large bowl and tossed everything inside included soy sauce and seasoning then mixed it up.
Vinemire lightly tossed the noodles then put the mixture in the oven for a few minutes. âIt should be done in a few minutes. perhaps you should go sit down.â
â Iyani was truthfully a bit surprised that the other male was actually leaning into the kiss with him. He was actually returning the kiss and it felt so much better than the first time. It didnât feel forced, it didnât feel panicked, and it didnât feel awkward. This felt just right. He was about to drop the dolphin in the wake of how happy he felt, but only tightened the grip when the other suddenly pulled away.
He let out a small noise when the other started to get back to what he was doing, acting is if nothing had happened. He lowered his head a little bit, giving a small shake of the head at his words. There were so many questions that he had but he knew probably wouldnât be answered. And since he wasnât making them verbal, his lackluster emotion was very evident in his posture and expression.
He carefully moved to sit down on the couch, setting the dolphin next to him before pulling his knees to his chest. He rested his lips on them gently as he stared at the floor, not saying a single word as he let his mind rage with thoughts and questions and confusion.
Iâm home.
âïč Vinemire Continued to find a pot and boil some noodles from what died noodles he found in a package. Fingers rotated the stove knob slowly to put the water on low with the noodles already in it. His head gradually lowered listening to his once again stuttering voice. In a way it was like a beautiful strange music to his ears.Â
The therapist bit the inside edge  of his lower lip and turned to head to the refrigerator. He picked out the fresh vegetables, onion, and garlic he fount and went to search for a knife. He heard him but he wasnât at all commenting about it. Making the food was  what mattered first most considering he had to get food in Iyaniâs stomach.
 âSo bothersomeâŠâ He mumbled as he turned from the cabinets and walked to the other male. His hand collided next to him into the side of the wall with a loud thump.  He traped the raven between his arms not even moving a muscle to release him.
âI didnât say those things to you! Forget about it!â His face was just inches from Iyaniâs. âThe  kissâŠ.The kiss, the kissâŠâ He grit his teeth and  shook his head.
âThat wasnât youâŠKiss me again.â
â Iyani couldnât help the small squeak that escaped him when the other suddenly put both hands on either side of him, his cheeks flaring red as he look up at him. He was so close and saying these things. He didnât say those things to him? Was he just hearing things then? Or was there something else?
He bit his lip a little bit at the request however. He was telling him to kiss him again. It wasnât him? All of this was just confusing him, but he wanted things to be right this time. He took in a breath before resting a hand on his neck, closing his eyes and leaning up, allowing their lips to press together once more. He allowed the kiss to be gentle this time, not moving away unless the other wanted him to.
His heart was racing, and his lips felt so soft. The skin on his neck was smooth and warm, and this entire situation seemed so much better than the first time. He just hoped itâd be the same for him.
âïč He gazed down upon the ravenâs head. Thoughts became  bubbling mess as he comforted him.âLose meâŠâ There were those words again that he repeated. He must to have heard them about six times already followed by the usual tears. Why? He wasnât anyone special or of importance and thatâs what bothered him most of all. It bothered him that  he came in the first place ever since that day.
 Vinemire closed his eyes to take a sighing breath. âYou havenât gone to work at all have you?â Vinemire pulled away and reached for the stuffed dolphin to put right back into his arms and he got up. He  walked over to the bed to clean it up a little. He folded up the blankets and rearranged the bed back to itâs original neat state.
 His gaze drifted to the phone in the corner with the crack across the screen. He walked over to pick it up and set it on the neatly made bed. There wasât a need to question that, the answer was clear as day. Vinemire then made his way to the kitchen to see what he could make in his skill level for Iyani to eat.
â Iyani let out a shaky breath as he tried to calm down, his relaxation halting when the other parted from him. He lifted his eyes to watch him move, carefully taking the dolphin in his hands and holding it delicately to his chest with his frail arms. He was a bit confused on why the other was tidying everything up for him that, so much so that he almost forgot to answer his question.
   âN-no... I-I havenât...â
He frowned a little bit when the other left to the kitchen. He had yet to bring up that day, not even when he was begging him not to kill him like he swore he would. His head dropped, feeling a small pain in his chest that added onto the one he had felt for the past week. He certainly remembered, otherwise he wouldnât have come to his house to check up on him. So then why...
He needed answers. He slowly stood up, keeping his arms loosely draped around the dolphin as he walked a bit slowly to the kitchen. After he got there, he let his body lean against the wall. His body was still a bit shaky and there were still a few tears falling, and his voice was very hoarse at this point.
   âV-Vinemire... I... I-I know this p-probably isnât an o-opportune time but... Y-you havenât s-said a single thing about that d-d-day... You were s-so mad at me.. You e-even broke some of your things... Y-you called me a v-vile demon and you s-swore that you would kill me... A-and yet y-you came here... A-and youâre tending t-to me and... Vinemire, w-what did you really think of that k-kiss...?â
The last sentence was very slow and a bit soft, but loud enough for the other to hear clearly. He needed to know if Vinemire would ever treat him the same again, or if he even felt the same way he did.
âïč  Vinemire let himself in and flipped on the room light. He could see Iyani more clearly with his back against the wall with that dolphin. The plea was ignored and he didnât dare acknowledge it just yet. Eyes narrowed as he walked closer to him. âLet me see your faceâŠâ He squatted down in front of him.
 He  pulled the dolphin from his frail arms and tried to lift his head with his hand. Looking into his eyes he saw fear. He could tell Iyani didnât look so good and those dark circles didnât help. âWhy are your eyes like thisâŠ? Did you even eat?â  With his thumb he gently wiped away tears from the left side of his face without even noticing his own actions.Â
Vinemire trailed his hand behind his head and pulled Iyani into his chest. Fingers massaged through his hair gently as he embraced him. Words just wouldnât have helped. The hug that he tried  so much to avoid, he just couldnât now.
â Iyani didnât fight the otherâs actions, looking up into his eyes with the same fearful expression. He was touching him so gently and he didnât seem angry at all. So then why did he say things like that...? His breath hitched a little when he started to wipe away his tears, expression slowly turning to a bit of a soft one.
   âI-I... I-Iâve had... t-t-trouble s-sleeping and e-e-eating because I t-t-thought I l-lost you a-and I---â
His words were cut off when the other started to slide his hand behind his head and pulled him into his chest. His eyes widened against his clothing, his body trembling a little bit. He was... Embracing him...? Was he not really mad at him...? Is that why he came back for him? So many questions were running through his head and he didnât know how to take it.
After a moment, he finally closed his eyes, shifting to sit on his knees so he could press closer to the other, arms wrapping tightly around the otherâs back as he clutched the back of his shirt slightly. Maybe he didnât lose him after all... Maybe everything was okay.
   âI-I d-d-donât w-w-want to l-lose you a-a-again...â
âïč Iyaniâs stern voice Should have snapped him out of it but it barely scratched the surface. Though, that was until the other left completely and the realization took hold.  Vinemire froze in motion and flinched to his throbbing temples. The intense pain forced him to collapse  on the couch and black out. âIyaniâŠâ Vinemire whispered in his deepened dreams.Â
As the week went by, not once did Iyani leave his mind. He knew sooner or later he had to contact him, but he wasnât sure as to what to say to him. For once he had to think about his words since there wasnât an easy way to explain to the boy. It wasnât something someone could understand in a day or even at all. But what if he didnât want to speak with him? After work, Vinemire went straight for Iyaniâs house at about 6:00pm. Knuckles lightly knocked against the door.Â
The door cracked open slightly from the push of his hand that he let himself in. Eyebrows creased in question to why the dor was even  open in the first place. This wasnât right. Vinemire slowly opened the door and closed it behind him. He took off his shoes in silence and went to go look for the other male. The house was dark and quiet. Questions filled his mind if the other relocated but he still looked around anyway. Ahem. The therapist cleared his throat and stopped at the other side of the door of Iyaniâs room and slowly turned the knob.
â Itâs meâŠVinemire. Are you in here?â
â Iyani had definitely neglected eating quite a bit throughout the week. He didnât have an appetite much anymore so he never really tried. He spent most of his days in his room, on the floor, holding the large stuffed dolphin that Vinemire had given him. He was shattered, completely. He never once bothered to check his phone and he hadnât really left the house either. He was only slightly thinner, a bit paler, and he had dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep. However, he panicked a little bit when he heard the otherâs voice. His eyes widened. Was he hearing things? No... that was definitely him and he was definitely in his home. His body slowly staggered up, looking at the door before he pressed his back to the wall across the room. He clutched the stuffed animal a bit tighter, tears starting to fall down his face.
His voice sounded soft, and yet he was still so scared. The words from that day started echoing in his head. He couldnât help but slide down the wall and let out a sob as he buried his face in the little dolphin, his frail arms wrapping tightly around it.
   âP-Please d-d-donât kill me... I-Iâm s-s-so sorry for o-offending you like that... I-I just... I t-t-thought you felt the same and I... I-I let my actions take over and I-I kissed you and... P-please donât kill m-me...â
âïč Vinemire was to focused on Iyaniâs back that surroundings and everything else became meaningless. Again, he whispered. âWait.â To the other male. His focus was already shattered from the strange actions that he couldnât let him go.Â
He didnât even realize that his thumb  glided over the smartphone that it disconnected him from his co-worker. It relieved him that he stopped at his request.  About to move from where he stood, Iyani already beat him to moving. Before he could even budge, he was already locking lips with the boy. Lost in the kiss, His phone slipped from his grasp and clashed against the ground cracking the screen this time. Even that was just a small echo that held not one meaning at this point.
 The Therapist pulled back when eyes once again locked with his.. He just stared with glued shut lips not even opening them to speak a word.Eyes just stared  with a almost horrified expression. It was already happening again. That wasnât IyaniâŠBut then who was it? Was it? No Iyani left. Did he?  ââ-You!â He didnât see the boy that kissed him but a strange deformed form before him. âG-Get out!!!â Vinemire snapped at the otherâŠ
âGET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE! I SWEAR I WILL KILL YOU! VILE DEMON! TRYING TO SEDUCE ME!â He swung his arm so furiously it knocked over one of his house table decors. When the vase hit the ground it shattered into many  different pieces.
â This was it, everything was ruined and he would probably never regain Vinemireâs trust again. He was yelling and thrashing, and tears fell more rapidly than he could imagine. He staggered back at seeing his rage. Kill him? Vile demon? Trying to seduce him...? The one his heart yearned for.... Saying all of this? Before he knew it, he snapped.
   âY-youâre one to talk! You f-fucking barged in my h-home and pinned me to the god damn couch and kissed my neck and got s-so fucking jealous at the fact that maybe s-someone else couldâve done that to me! Iâm sorry that I fucking l-let myself gain feelings that I canât even handle myself! I fucking like y-you Vinemire and Iâm sorry I thought you felt the same!â
He ran to the door in a sobbing rage, throwing the door open and causing it to slam against the wall. He ran as fast as he could to his home, slamming his front door shut. He threw his phone at the nearest chair, causing the screen to crack in the corner a little bit before going into his room. He picked up the stuffed dolphin he gave him, hands trembling before he pulled it close to his body, collapsing to the floor in a heavy sob.
There was no way he was going to leave his house for a while. He would start to neglect eating again. He felt like he lost a dear friend today. All because he was stupid and let his emotions get the better of him. Hell, maybe heâd even get fired.Â
âïč His back was turned away from him. If it wasnât for his cell phone then he wouldnât know what he would have done. Deep inside, he felt a shameful embarrassment that he didnât dare make known to the person he was talking to and Iyani. Trying not to think much of it. he just focused on the patient issue.
âYes, well⊠I could easily speak with them.â He took a step foward to walk to another spot in the room. With the light tug on his arm, Vinemire turned his head to face  Iyaniâs close features. Eyebrows raised along with the slight enlargement of the eyes in confusion.  It was something he wasnât expecting and thus produced a dozen questions that he couldnât address right at that moment.
Vinemire didnât even move his head back but stared at the panicking Iyani running away from him.  What was he..? The cell phone drifted slowly and slowly away from his ear. Now he wasnât even focusing on what his co-worker  had to say. Questioning helloâs voiced from the other end but Vinemire gave not one response.Â
âWaiâ-âÂ
â Iyani was just about to open the door and run out the second the other said wait. He stopped in his tracks, hand clutching the doorknob as he dropped his head for a moment. He could hear the silent helloâs coming from the phone, but he couldnât find the words just yet. However, he was absolutely baffled that the other had completely stopped his conversation just to stop him.
After a few moments of listening to his ever increasing heart beat, his hand dropped from the door knob. He couldnât take it anymore. If he was going to do it, he should just do it. Without lifting his head once, he walked over to the other very quickly, clutching the otherâs shirt before shutting his eyes tight and pressing his lips to his, the hand on his shirt tightening a little after they made contact.
After holding it for a few moments, he slowly parted, looking into his eyes. And he felt this fear set in again. Shit, did he fuck up by doing that? Why did he do that? Why did he let his impulses take over? And at these thoughts, he could feel tears of fear welling up into his eyes, but he couldnât bring himself to move away from him.
   âI-Iâm---â
âïčHow embarrassing,that was farfrom graceful. His body was resting against his for a moment as if he wasrecovering from what  just happened. â Are you?â He responded in question. After all, he was the one that fell on top of him. He didnât hurt anything besides having a sore toe, but that was about it. Vinemire pulled himself away with the help of pushing against the floor. He hadnât had much to say.
âMy apologies.â  That was about it and he bent down to pick up his cell phone from the ground. He  just continued  onward like nothing ever happened. It would just be all but a dream instead that vanished without any trace of it. He held the phone back to his ear apologizing to the person on the other end as he made his way to a âLess dangerousâ place.Â
â âI-Iâm f-fine yeah...â
Granted his back was extremely sore from smacking the ground so hard with someone probably the same weight as him crashing on top of him, but he didnât feel the need to tell that to Vinemire. However, for some reason, he felt disappointment when the other just got up and carried on like nothing had happened. It was a strange feeling, and this caused an even more obscure feeling of sudden confidence. He slowly stood up and gently grabbed Vinemireâs arm to stop him from moving, forgetting he was on the phone, and leaning close to him.
And at that moment, he made eye contact with the other. His light blue eyes widened as he looked at him, that sudden burst of confidence was suddenly gone and he as oh so close but oh so far. He quickly let go and practically ran to the front door, his face heated up like no other. He was scrambling to get his shoes on, but fumbling horribly in his immense panic.
   âI-I-Iâm s-s-s-sorry!! I-Iâm g-g-g-gonna g-go h-home till y-youâre done w-w-with your c-call because I-I f-f-feel like Iâm i-i-intruding s-s-so uhm j-just c-c-call me or s-s-something w-w-when you get the time!â
           ăGăâ He smiles as he pays, pockets the money and followsÂ
the male over towards the window, smiling at him all the same. âââ-Well, dear,Â
what do you want to knowâ?â He enjoyed playing games like this, guessingÂ
games.Â
      ââ Simply because he always had a way with making people curious.Â
It amused him.Â
â Iyani couldnât help the small squeak that escaped his throat when the other called him dear. He was far from being used to names like that, so he quickly slapped a hand over his mouth and somewhat over his cheeks to hide the faint blush, narrowing his eyes away as he thought for a moment.
   âU-Uhm... W-well, c-can I ask how old y-you are?â
A Bump and a Park // @stxgnxnt
Ah, so heâd been right. This wasnât how these were supposed to look. He could just tell him⊠It wasnât like heâd get mad. Honestly, the other should be the one whoâs mad.Â
Why was he so intent on not saying anything about it though? Even if accidents happened, this had honestly been Pothosâ fault.
He glanced back at the glasses, looking up at the other male. He wanted them repaired by today.. Did that mean he needed to use them? Pothos could probably figure out some way to fix thisâŠ
Maybe he could just..
"Would you allow me to buy you a new pair..?" Honestly cost didnât matter to him, it wasnât like he needed all the money he had- A god could live without worldly pleasures if necessary.Â
And he really did feel bad about this whole situation.
â Iyaniâs gaze lifted from the glasses in his hand when he heard the other, a small timid blush crossing his visage as he stiffened a little. He really disliked when people paid for things for him, especially something as expensive as this... Glasses repairs werenât that cheap, now that he thought about it.
   âY-you really d-donât have to w-worry about it! I-I can pay for i-it, and I-Iâve already said my thoughts o-on accidents... Y-you shouldnât have t-to pay for s-something that we were b-both a part of...â
Iyani was a rather careful spender, after all, so he didnât have too many worries in all honesty. He had the money, that was for sure, but he also liked to avoid this when possible. But one of those possibilities was not having this guy pay for them.
A Bit Much || @eternityxoasis
«â» "Okay."
She simply responded, hopping of her chair and headed out the door, now standing to the side of it, since she wasnât the one leading the way.
â Iyani quickly followed after her, allowed the door to close before taking another sip of his coffee, giving a nod of the head for the girl to follow as he started to walk.
   âI d-donât believe I-I asked you... M-may I get your name?â
[Text: Iyani]: Thanks! I saw that you had a lot of groceries, I wish the same for you too! :3
Kai smiled as he placed the phone down to quickly take out the pasta and drain the water out from the large pot he was using. Quickly, he let the pasta cool dowm as he left a tiny margin of pasta water in to keep it from dryin too much as he checked the chicken continously.
â Iyani was the type of person that was extra cautious with his cooking, especially if it was for other people and the treats were meant to be of the sweet kind. So he took a bit of time to actually reply to Kai, letting out a sigh as he leaned against the counter, waiting for everything to finish baking.
   [Text: Kai] -- Iâll probably have excess cookies for the party. If you want some I can give some to you when Iâm on my way home.
This way a good way to get a friendship going, right?
Iâm finally getting to drafts because Iyani isnât being as fickle with me right now. However, everything is going to be queued so things will be posted periodically and I donât have to worry about drafts getting added onto as fast again. Iâm going to try and get them all done today and yee.Â
Headcanon 18
Iyani plays the ukulele.
I sincerely apologize for my absence as of late. Iâve had no motivation for drafts and Iâve had a shit tone of work to do and Iâve been extremely busy and exhausted. So Iâm hoping I can get started on my drafts this weekend because I have a 4 day weekend, so I should have the time to get them done.
