make it so sweet.

[sugarholicx]

an indie private and selective fandomless oc blog. 30+ writer here who only wishes to write with other 21+ writers(though 25+ is preferred). loved and penned by: hachi.

another morning comes;

rules. muses. opens. memes. wanted opps. wishlist plots. desired ships.

but it's a little cloudy~

current featured muse(s): haneul park, mirae hwan, hyeok choi, hana jeong, kai xiao. currently featured secondary muse(s): seojin han, nobu sakurai, hayun choi, minho lim.

*last updated: 5/29/26

[sugarholicx]

my brain's a bit toasted right now. i still am a bit under the weather. meh. i'll be around after dinner to post a few more things before bed <3

[sovrumana]

junhee chuckled softly and tightened his arms around hyeok's waist, pressing a barely there kiss to one of the shoulder blades before letting out a content sigh with how wonderful the night's going. "of course i brought wine. who did you think told me which ones fit with the meal?" he asked with a soft laugh, remembering hayun's strict rules about which wines to buy. his arms loosened just slightly when the taller moved around in his arms and retightened, eyes soft at the sight of hyeok looking so gorgeous like this. "a whole hour, whatever what we will do?" he teased softly, eyes fluttering shut at the kiss to his forehead, always a slut for forehead kisses. "i demand cuddles and something on the telly but cuddles are more important."

[sugarholicx]

the soft teasing caused hyeok to laugh, his chest rumbling with warmth. it was hard to look away from junhee with the adoration in his eyes reflecting back into his own. it almost took hyeok by storm but the gamer tried his best to remain composed. "well, i'm glad you did. it'll compliment the meal just fine." hyeok replied, rubbing soothing circles on junhee's upper back. "come on then, let's get comfortable." hyeok gently pulled away from the other's grasp but reached out and took junhee's hand into his own. shuffling to the sofa, hyeok took a plop on his back and motioned for the other man to lay with him before plucking up the remote and turning the television on. the volume was kept to a lower level so that if they wanted to talk, they could do so without the noisy television over their words. "you wanted cuddles. come here then." hyeok's arms opened wide, ready to accept the affection given and desired.

[lightsideofseoul]

( 🎸⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ). Yehan had a playfully glare on his face as he pounced onto seojin and tucked him back into bed. Before picking up the spoon once again and trying to feed him — insisting on it, yehan’s voice came out a soft plead.           ❛ Seojin, aegiya. Please eat before you make Yehan sad. ❜            He said in an over exaggerated tone to try and get him to listen before he then eventually smiled when the blonde decided to give in. He always knew just the right words to say to the man, even if it meant bringing up seojin’s favorite things — however he wished Seojin knew how much the man liked him.

[sugarholicx]

yehan's exaggerated tone was enough to reconsider eating the food presented and to take a rest. taking the food from the spoon, the blonde let out a relieved sigh afterwards. "yehan-ah, did you make this yourself? it's very tasty." his compliment was paired with a tired grin tugging at his lips. while he wanted to be stubborn and get out of bed and worry about his next job, maybe yehan had a point. maybe seojin needed some rest instead. chuckling lightly so as not to cough again, the model caught yehan's eyes with his own. "you know the tone you just gave me always makes me cave. it's not fair!" the protest was weak as a smile was still sported on his face. "but thank you, for taking care of me." he reached out with one hand and placed it over one of yehan's. a slight flush painted his cheeks but he figured it must have just been the fever.

[busyw0man]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲

❝ say that again, slower this time. ❞

❝ i don’t need a bed to ruin you. ❞

❝ you’re already shaking and i haven’t even started. ❞

❝ keep looking at me like that and we won’t make it home. ❞

❝ tell me where you want my hands. ❞

❝ clothes off. now. ❞

❝ is that a threat, or a promise? ❞

❝ make me regret letting you in. ❞

❝ i want to hear you beg. ❞

❝ sit down and behave. ❞

❝ i could do this all night. ❞

❝ i love the way you break for me. ❞

❝ let’s see how quiet you can be. ❞

❝ don't even think about tapping out. ❞

❝ i’ll stop when you forget your own name. ❞

❝ come here and prove it. ❞

❝ don’t you dare look away. ❞

❝ you’re not getting any sleep tonight. ❞

❝ i’ve got plans for that mouth. ❞

❝ be good and take it. ❞

❝ say it like you mean it. ❞

❝ you have no idea what you’ve started. ❞

❝ you asked for this. remember that. ❞

❝ i’ll make you forget everything else. ❞

❝ i’m going to ruin you. beautifully. ❞

[videog4mes]

IT'S BEEN 84 YEARS ... SLOW BURN, EVERYTHING! a collection of random dialogue and action based concepts for those muses that are taking their sweet ass time or are being oblivious. some nsfw themes and strong language ahead. change verbiage and pronouns as needed. (send + reverse if desired.)

dialogue.

wait ... that's it? i've waited all this time for you and i only get a peck?

if i don't move away from you right now, i might just kiss you.

do you mind helping me with the back zipper ...?

this is never gonna happen, is it?

let's not keep wasting each other's time.

so ... are we just gonna eye-fuck all night or actually do something about this?

you have a crush on me?

do you or do you not love me? i need to know.

were you ever going to tell me?

i've been in love with you for as long as i can remember.

i never thought this would happen ... you've always been just out of my reach.

i can't wait anymore for you to open your eyes and realize i've been here all along.

why do you keep staring at my lips ...?

concepts.

hover. sender is standing so close to receiver that their lips are inches away. both are acutely aware that they keep staring at one another's lips and then eyes. does someone make a move?

at last. sender and receiver finally share their first kiss after an accidental confession of longterm feelings and it being reciprocated.

love note. sender sends receiver a letter confessing how they feel. how does receiver respond?

love in the rain. after a dramatic exchange between sender and receiver that ends with a deep kiss ruined by sudden pouring rain, receiver drags sender indoors to continue where they left off.

the zipper. sender asks receiver to help them with a zipper that's gotten stuck or is out of reach. the tension between the pair is high while receiver attempts to help.

friends don't. sender and receiver are best friends who are really comfortable around one another. sender who is in love with receiver, accidentally ends up on top of receiver during a playful moment. in that moment, it becomes obvious in the way that sender looks at receiver of what they feel for them. how does receiver respond?

[ad0rati0ns]

eunchae closed her eyes. she wasn't very religious, at least, she hadn't been since she was a child. but she prayed that the two of them would end the night safely. she nods her head, keeping her eyes shut in the passenger seat. eunchae let out another squeal as she ducked down, saving her from any flying bullets. oh god, it would have been easier to stay at the lake or maybe drown in it. "he's not gonna stop, minho." her mind raced for any solution. "what are we going to do? i don't want to die!"

[sugarholicx]

gritting his teeth, minho was distractred by the slow moving traffic and the rapid firing behind them. "you're not going to die!" it was a stern promise, a determination building in his gut, heating his chest as it rapidly pumped from the stress of navigating all the obstacles they currently had. minho really didn't want to release the wheel, not even for a mere second. once he battled his way back into the correct lane of traffic, he took a small rounded corner and withdrew his own handgun. "i'll deal with it!" he deliberately took the sideroad, knowing he could get away with one hand off the wheel. pointing the weapon out the window and behind him towards the motorcyclist who, of course, still followed. firing off a few random rounds, he watched the rear view mirror as the rider swung to the side. "grab the wheel." minho pointed out, awaiting eunchae's assistance.

there was a sudden icy exterior, void of warmth, lacking compassion because survival was more important than the other rider's life for minho. eunchae had been through enough but this was the last straw for such a night. leaning out the window and facing the cyclist, he drew a better grip upon his weapon and fired shots towards the front tire. one successfully hit the target and the motorbike swerved off to the side of the road, the riding flung off it in the same direction.

[lovecained]

"Something about me?" her fingers signing the language. Her eyes searched his face for something, maybe remorse or fear. "You didn't want someone else to hurt me?" She scoffed at that. Minho was always the one to hurt her rather than rescue her. Brushing back her hair. She wasn't a good lipreader, but for some reason, he always took his time saying his words for her. "Food, I ran out..."

[sugarholicx]

watching as she signed, minho had caught onto some of the sign language after meeting josephine on multiple ocassions. yet, he could never reciprocate it in the correct manner so, he tried to be patient with his speech. hearing the scoff, minho rolled his own eyes. "no, i didn't." he clarified, hating and perhaps regretting it at the moment. until she stated that she was only out for a food run. "wait, what?" puzzled features scrunched upon minho's face, distorting it with a twist briefly. "you got attacked going on a food run?" it didn't add up.

[deerhunteer]

he  gave  his  shoulders  a  light,  nonchalant  shrug  as  his  smile  widened  slightly.  “i  know  my  stuff.”  ironically.  his  eyes  shamelessly  traveled  from  the  top  of  her  head  all  the  way  down  to  her  toes,  taking  their  time  as  they  looked  her  up  and  down.  she  was  dressed  so  simply,  so  comfortably  and  yet  somehow  she  still  looked  like  she  could  absolutely  destroy  him  without  even  trying.  there  wasn't  a  single  doubt  in  his  mind  about  that.  hana  could  be  standing  around  in  the  most  casual  outfit  imaginable  and  she’d  still  have  him  staring  for  longer  than  he  probably  should.  when  she  reached  up  to  fix  his  hair,  river  instinctively  squinted  for  a  brief  moment  before  his  smile  grew  wider.  there  was  a  flash  of  mischief  in  his  eyes  now  that  they  were  focused  entirely  on  hers.  shifting  his  weight  from  one  leg  to  the  other,  the  helmet  still  tucked  securely  beneath  his  arm,  he  tilted  his  head  slightly.  “i  just  made  that  rule—-  convenient,  no?”

when  she  finally  moved  and  grabbed  his  wrist,  he  followed  her  inside  her  apartment  without  a  single  complaint.  not  that  he  would  have  protested  anyway.  the  second  she  let  go  of  him,  he  moved  to  put  the  helmet  aside  somewhere  safe,  finally  freeing  up  both  of  his  arms.  his  eyebrow  arched  when  she  spoke  again,  patiently  waiting  for  whatever  it  was  she  apparently  needed  to  say.  the  challenge  in  her  tone  only  made  the  small  smile  on  his  face  deepen  into  a  proper  smirk.  did  she  seriously  not  know  him  by  now?  he  practically  lived  for  that  sort  of  thing.  maybe  that  was  part  of  the  problem  or  maybe  it  was  because  it  involved  her.  hana  had  a  way  of  pulling  him  in  without  even  trying.  she  was  like  a  magnet  and  he  was  hopelessly  made  of  metal.  every  part  of  her  existence  seemed  to  draw  him  closer  and  despite  the  few  half-hearted  attempts  he’d  made  to  resist,  he’d  never  gotten  particularly  far.  his  lips  parted  as  he  prepared  to  answer  but  then  he  paused  because  she  had  just  pointed  out  exactly  what  he  had  been  about  to  say.  well.  almost.  the  description  in  his  head  had  been  a  little  different.  “what  can  i  say?  i  grab  every  opportunity  life  lays  in  front  of  me.”  another  casual  shrug  followed.  the  kind  that  suggested  he  wasn't  taking  himself  seriously  at  all.  paired  with  that  annoyingly  charming  smile  of  his,  the  one  he  was  fully  aware  tended  to  work  in  his  favor  far  more  often  than  it  should  have.  

his  gaze  drifted  toward  the  counter  where  the  beer  and  soju  were  already  sitting  out,  waiting  to  be  opened.  a  soft  sigh  escaped  him  as  he  reached  up  and  shrugged  off  his  leather  jacket.  it  slipped  from  his  shoulders  easily  before  he  set  it  aside,  leaving  him  dressed  in  the  random  combination  he'd  thrown  together  before  heading  out.  black  ripped  jeans,  a  silver  chain  hanging  loosely  at  his  side  and  a  black  t-shirt  that  hugged  his  frame  more  than  it  hung  loosely.  “so  incredibly  thoughtful  of  you.”  his  voice  dripped  with  amusement.  “i'd  prefer  to  have  them  separate—-”  because  if  there  was  one  thing  he  knew  about  himself,  it  was  that  the  moment  he  started  mixing  alcohol  he  was  finished.  completely.  alcohol  had  never  really  been  his  thing  to  begin  with.  he  could  handle  it  sometimes  but  never  particularly  well.  

stretching  his  arms  above  his  head,  he  let  out  a  groan  as  the  movement  caused  his  shirt  to  ride  up  unintentionally.  for  a  brief  moment  it  exposed  a  sliver  of  skin,  the  waistband  of  his  boxers  visible  above  his  jeans  before  the  fabric  settled  again.  “the  actual  poison  here  is  you,  if  you  ask  me.”  his  arms  finally  dropped  back  to  his  sides.  still  wearing  that  playful  expression,  he  stepped  closer  and  reached  for  one  of  the  beers  waiting  on  the  counter.  his  tone  remained  light.  teasing.  entirely  too  comfortable.  exactly  as  if  being  here  with  her  was  the  easiest  thing  in  the  world.

[sugarholicx]

"convenient for you." hana bantered back, eyes catching river ridding himself of his jacket. "i probably wouldn't complain..." she added, emphasizing the word intentionally, as if she weren't the one who fell for river's smoothness or attention given every time they orbited the other once more. the shirt fitting his physique did not make him easier to resist, not as her eyes could rake in the slight outline of his muscles. prying her lingering hues from his form, the blonde made short work of opening two of the bottles of beer after fishing out a bottle opener within a drawer on the island. each bottle hissed lightly, the faint aroma of the substance filling the kitchen

"separate it is." she simply agreed, knowing if they became wasted sooner than later, the blonde would cave to river and his charm much easier than she usually had. it really didn't take much -- that smug smirk even a look she'd learned to adore when it crossed his face. picking up a bottle, hana took a short sip herself, examining him stretching. one of her brows quirked as his shirt rode up slightly. "show off!" hana scoffed, lightly patting him on the arm in protest, even if it was her fault for staring, again. softly, dark amber orbs slanted in his direction while she took an intentionally long drink and refused to break eye contact. parting from the glass a moment, hana's eyes radiated with a flirtatious glint behind them. "are you admitting you like our time together or are you simply saying you're easily bending to my will? and that i can make you crumble any. time?"

taking a step towards river and rounding the island, the blonde brought a palm to his chest, her fingers softly scrunching the fabric of his t-shirt into her palm with a gentle tug downwards while pulling him closer into herself effortlessly. “as for your new rule, maybe i'm not as opposed to it as you'd think i might be.” her voice hinting with a seductive string to it, dropping in volume as if it were a secret meant just for river’s ears only. relenting the fabric from her grasp, hana smoothed it out against his frame. her fingertips lingering along river’s shirt just a moment too long, long enough to feel the firmness of his chest beneath the light tee. hana withdrew her digits from where they were planted before she casually grazed her slender fingers along his bicep and down the length of his arm. after a moment of silence fell between them, she finally retracted herself slightly. the space was evident to her the moment she took a step back and really looked at river, her eyes almost in a trance with his. hana then simply gave him a playful smirk of her own, edges of her lips curving as if she were up to no good. the cozy gamer rarely had much willpower around river and hana hadn’t noticed when the lines began to blur for her. he was the only one to make her heart race or stutter at the simplest of touches or while being in close proximity of him. she also wasn’t sure what drew her to him since she typically didn’t stay in this type of situation for as long as she was dancing in it with river. maybe it was that boyish charm, or the fact he handled her playful nature and ran with it. whatever the case, hana wanted nothing more than to enjoy the night with the mechanic.

tilting her head up at him, the blonde became curious as to what they could get up to for the rest of the night. "should we watch a movie?" her suggestion light, voice small but stirring with excitement.

[satureiia]

listening to tomoyo describe her thoughts about misao sends warmth through her body and straight to her core between her thighs where she feels an ache begin to bloom. however, before she can retort back, tomoyo's lips are on hers and she returns the kiss ― her body relaxing back against the wall, pulling the other model in closer. she slides her tongue out, pressing into tomoyo's mouth and tangling their tongues together. one arm remains loosely draped around the model's shoulders while the other travels down to her lower back to pull her in and slides her hand under her shirt to unhook the flimsy bralette underneath her shirt.

[sugarholicx]

in a greedy manner, tomoyo accepted the deepened kiss and a hum briefly was muffled between the pair. moving her hands to misao's hips, once she was reeled in closer, tomoyo used a free hand to claim the bottom of her chin. pushing her body flush with misao, tomoyo craved a more intense kiss despite the heatwave already broiling under her skin. feeling the straps of her bra go slack, finally her lips parted and she briefly peeled her eyes open. they flicked with mischief, deviousness but also desire. "somebody's really in a rush." tomoyo commented, her lips still connected in a brush against the other model's. it sparked electricity down her spine and enticed her to push things further. the hand among misao's hip tightened in a possesive nature, knowing the tighter her grip became, the more likely a bruise would be left behind. releasing misao's chin, her lips claimed the silky skin of the woman's neck, pressing agonizingly slow and teasing kisses upon the surface.

[lovecained]

"Yes, I do." The female looks at the other; she definitely can't tell Hana it was due to the way she did it aggressively. "Real life is just harder in general than virtual reality." As she took the claw machine stick, placed her coin and swished to the right and left with ease and purely by stroke of luck because let's be real, Hana was right, most of these were rigged. "Ta-da", she had gotten the small bear instead of the big one. before she passed it to Hana.

[sugarholicx]

hana's eyes glimmered with excitement when josephine took to the claw machine. her movements were more fluid and less rapid flick like. hana never understood which technique was more accurate or if it just was her rotten luck but she made an audible gasp when the bear was dropping into the prize slot. clasping her hands together, her eyes widened with glee. "this is so cute!" tilting her head, her amber hues beamed with appreciation towards the other. "i would try to win you one in return but, we could be here all night and... i'd rather not waste my time." she half-joked. "what else are you secretly a professional at aside from claw machines?" hana's voice hitched curiously, eyes examining the other woman with intent to take in all information she could obtain.

[gcholdtrops]

     the lineup of items that hayun neatly listed up for her, easily caught her attention as the very crystal nested inside the pocket of her sweatshirt, was a reminder as to why people sought out comfort in those specific things. however, it was also a proof to her that this woman did have some sort of belief toward a more spiritual concept of life, whether it was just being supportive of people worshipping that sort of hobby or healing, or it was because hayun did it herself.

all in all, it kept her intrigue highly sparked and siyeon wished to find out more.  “ sounds like it'd be a magical shop to enter ~ ”  a cheekier smile appears now, a glimpse of the girl's actual playful nature allowed through, but she also couldn't help herself.  “ looking forward to seeing it, perhaps i should finally buy a deck of tarot cards, always seemed fun to try. ”  nodding, following over the crosswalk as it was signaled green for them to be allowed to cross the road, the very direction siyeon had been coming from but, her intuition told her she needed to know more. to satisfy the curiosity of why she hadn't gotten a vision about hayun. why was she different than any other person she'd lock eyes with, or touch for that matter.

“ oh ? ”  exclaiming at the mention of a family member helping out, only to then have a smile stretch over features, displaying a much softer and almost inviting demeanor in comparison to her first impression.  “ must be nice, being able to rely on a brother like that... is it your start-up business, or has it run in your family long ? ”  what sounded like a question of curiosity, was also guiding her thought-process toward this magical and mystique shop, knowing such crafts weren't always seen positive upon back in the days. tales told by her mother, warnings of who to trust with her special ability, as there were still people around glimpsing negatively toward their kind.

shoulders lift, not quite sure she'd ever believe fate to be read out in the shape or imagery on cards.  “ i haven't, there's so many different books and guides on how to do it... how is one supposed to know what is truth and what is... a scam ? ”  soft chuckle, warm and gentle, emits plush brims as they're walking side-by-side, never judging people for following the readings, finding them to be guiding stones in a life full of worries and trouble but, siyeon only truly trusted her own visions. however, that wasn't something she could just express to this complete stranger, who had even set up a shield and deny her entrance to any futuristic happenings.  “ what about you ? you run this shop but, how much of it do you actually believe and tend to use yourself ? ”  asking, knowing some would run business merely for the current hype around it, but then there was cute bookshops, run by genuine booklovers. so, it made siyeon wonder what hayun's true intention was, behind selling these bewitching objects.

[sugarholicx]

at the word of her shop being magical, hayun chuckled gently to herself. now, her mind was occupied with questions as if the woman beside her were clued into the world of the supernaturals around the city's depths and dwellings. "you could call it magical, that's for sure." now she was dropping an intentional hint, wondering if siyeon would pick up on it. hayun enjoyed her job, not just because she got to work with other species and aid them in finding particular remedies or items. but, hayun also had a love for her mortal regulars since they were always the kindest of people. the mention of a tarot deck caused her to giggle to herself, a small sigh. "well, there's plenty on sale currently. we had a mass influx of them a couple of months ago and they haven't sold as well." short shrug given, the redhead continues her walk forwards.

rounding a corner with siyeon, she clutched onto her bag a little tighter when questioned about if the shop ran in the family or not. "well, the store itself is new to my family but i do have volumes that are special from my lineage and the lives they lived. those are typically kept at home but they are special." within the volumes held secrets to incantations which were still relevant as her feet continued to walk in step with her company's. "it really depends on the customer and how they believe in them." hayun glanced at siyeon, giving her a warmer grin then, feeling more at ease the more conversation came easier.

waiting for another stop sign, she pondered over the question siyeon had asked, mind churning with ideas of faking she believed or ideas of being brutally honest. afterall, it was just a business, right? a way to make a living? popping her lips gently before the walk sign turned green, hayun shook her head. "honestly, i think all of it is just giving people a reason to believe in things. and, typically, they're good things. but, i've never believed in palm reading or tarot cards, no. there's different ways all over the world that they're read and each reading can be entirely different each time. i've had a few and none of them really aligned with my life at the time. but, i've always been curious about other things regarding the fascination of new age items." linking her eyes with siyeon's, she quipped a small smirk. "crystals, herbs, certain books with insights into how to live a more balanced life or create the energy you'd like to receive back from the world." on top of all the handy spells she could craft, though that wouldn't be said yet.

coming upon the store door, luckily, none of her regulars had lined up yet. unlocking it with a clink of her key, she turned the knob and allowed siyeon entrance to the shop first. "here's my little paradise."

[sugarholicx]

alright, after spending almost 4 hours ripping my kpop collection for my sisters (trust me, it's not that big. the damn reader was SO slow. i mean i guess it's not small either but i really only buy the ones i really want or like. so, nothing major.) she better appreciate this 😂

time to crack down on replies and inbox things that have been sitting a bit. hopefully i can knock out most today since i really don't have anything until 6 pm. may also post some random small starters just cause. sooo, here we go! ❤

[aerishines]

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[komposisi]

Right. Now knowing that practically Natalya is not in her boyfriend's orbit, what more use was there in staying here? It felt wrong yet entirely right. This was Tomoyo, after all. Surely she would not get screwed over just for leaving her man for someone else for the night, right? It was made even better — or perhaps deliciously worse — that this someone was his own best friend. She is not in her right mind. She would gladly pin it on her boyfriend. When the implication that she wasn’t interested hung in the air, Natalya didn't hesitate. She gently but firmly wrapped her fingers around Tomoyo's wrist, the warmth of the other woman's skin sending a sharp jolt of adrenaline straight through her veins. "I'm just shy," Natalya admitted out though her voice droppin to a low, breathless murmur. No one had ever explicitly approached her this way while actively knowing she had someone waiting for her at the end of the night. If Tomoyo could tease her so relentlessly, Natalya could certainly play the same game.

Leaning in close enough to feel the heat radiating from Tomoyo, she let their noses accidentally brush, a deliberate, agonizingly slow friction. "If you want me, you can start by kissing me now. He is not around to look at us anyway, right?" Natalya's gaze dropped significantly to Tomoyo's lips before rising back up to lock onto her eyes. "I don't want to be alone tonight. I dressed up pretty, but only you look at me… so take it all." To seal the invitation, Natalya let her grip on Tomoyo's wrist soften, her fingers sliding down to trail against the sensitive skin of Tomoyo's palm before her hand migrated upward. Her touch was a slow, deliberate burn as her fingertips traced the sharp line of Tomoyo’s jaw, tilting the brunette's face just a fraction closer. Natalya shifted her weight, closing the remaining distance between their bodies until the fabric of her dress brushed against Tomoyo's. She let out a soft, challenging hum against Tomoyo’s lips, her thumb lightly brushing over the corner of the other woman's lopsided grin. "What are you waiting for?"

[sugarholicx]

there was an instant shift in tomoyo's demeanor, knowing she had her claws wrapped around natalya that easily. her friend should have left his pretty girlfriends at home, especially if he didn't want them to wander too far. when the other woman's fingers caught her wrist, tomoyo's eyes flicked up with certainty to meet natalya's gaze then. "are you?" the model's eyes brightened with a smoldering look then. before tomoyo could blink, natalya had invaded her space, her nose faintly brushing her own. the deliberate stroking of her fingers along tomoyo's arm nearly caused a tremble to slide down her spine. the shy girl was challenging her? natalya was challenging tomoyo? oh, now tomoyo knew this was going to be far too much of a thrill, especially knowing her dumb friend would never catch on.

with the tilt of her jaw and the warmth gracing her face, tomoyo could have gotten lost just in the perfume and the aroma natalya sported. she couldn't put her finger on the scent, but she knew it was pricey. reaching up with her own hand, it loosely sat over the other woman's upon her face, her body buzzing with anticipation from the tension pouring into the tiny gap left between them. "i don't think you're that shy if you're giving me demands, natalya," tomoyo pressed, the tracing of their lips briefly meeting when she spoke caused a proud smirk to claim her features, eyes glistening with amusement but filled full of intent to follow through and see where things went with her best friend's interest. breathing in the heat of the other woman's breath as it was mixing with tomoyo's, she released her hold on natalya's hand and snaked her own palm behind her neck.

pressing her fingers more firmly into the other's skin, they traced random patterns in varying speeds. tomoyo didn't want to wait any longer. "you're right. he won't find out. so, what am i waiting for?" the model brought her lips softly to natalya's, the hand behind her neck cradling her head and tugging her in closer at the same time.

[satureiia]

instead of answering, he locks his phone and puts it back in his pocket as he heads to the nearest grocery to pick up a roll of garbage bags. sometimes he recalls the times nobu has annoyed him with some of his antics but then a small smile comes to his lips as he recalls the times his friend had been there for him. the times nobu had come to his aid or has listened to nikon bitch and whine about his ex-boyfriend. for that, he is thankful that he had someone outside of his sister to confide in about these things.

before he realizes it, nikon is standing in front of nobu's place and he raises his hand to knock on his friend's door. he stands waiting, drinks and garbage bags in hand, and hums quietly to himself. nikon says, once the door opens and ignores the stench that hits his nose, "brought you coffee and your garbage bags, as you asked," pausing, he peaks over nobu's shoulder to look at the damage and visibly winces then looks back at his friend. "what exactly happened here last night?"

[sugarholicx]

hearing the knock at the door, nobu had finally been nearly done de-cluttering the hallway before he ran towards the front door. nearly slipping on his socks, he grasped the door handle with a hasty opening knowing nikon would be on the other end. glancing at his friend's hands, he sighed in a dramatic relief. blinking slowly, he seemed confused a moment when asked what had happened until he peeked over his shoulder. oh, right, that. nobu leaned a forearm on the base of the doorframe and leaned into it with a half-laugh and scratch of the back of his neck with his free hand. "that's uh.. questionable, at the moment. it was meant to be a small party with friends."

turning back to face nikon, he wiped the smirk off his face almost instantly, relenting against the wooden frame and offering his friend entrance to his torn up apartment. "i guess a friend invited a friend... who invited some more friends.. who invited another friend and... you see where i'm going." closing the door, he managed over to the window and propped it open for some of the fresh air to waft through the building. "you don't have to worry about helping clean up. i just was in desperate need of some bags, dude." facing nikon, he shrugged. "so, what's up with the ex-boyfriend situation?" his eyes almost looked too eager.