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"I want his tongue... And liver."
"Klein, I'm not exactly fond of you sharing your kinks with me. Yes, we're open with each other, but bed stories that doesn't have anything to do with princesses and dragons are a little bit... Also, liver? Please don't tell me that's some kind of foreplay you're into, because Klein, that's a total turn off"
ghoulxklein replied to your post: ghoulxklein asked:"I kicked the t...
"It wouldn’t display the colours properly and I didn’t know how else to fix it." He huffed in reply. He knew it was childish, especially since he could’ve fixed it had he more patience, but he didn’t and he couldn’t undo it now. "You’re so mean."
"So you decided to kick it." He concludes, shaking his head at his brother's way of fixing a problem. Then again, Calvin would've probably done the same. "Well, did it work at least?" He asks, leaning his back against the counter of the bar, arms crossed over his chest. "It's called 'looking out for you', not being mean. Besides, I'm sure you'll find a way to escape like you always do."
"I kicked the t.v. and sprained my ankle."
He shouldn’t be as surprised as he is, taking into consideration the occasional outburst of irrational tantrums his brother would often take out of mindless, innocent objects. That, or everything was an accident. Either way, Calvin went down on one knee to examine his foot. Despite being two grown men, when it comes to injuries, may it be a major one of one, Calvin tends to treat his brother like how he used to back when they were just kids. "So, what did the T.V do to you?" He asked, shifting his gaze to meet Klein's eyes, a teasing grin on his lips. "Do you have an ice pack around here? It's swelling more than it should. An earlier treatment would've been better." He sighed, getting up to look for an ice pack in the freezer. Once he returned, he took off his scarf as an alternative bandage to wrap around Klein's ankle as he ices it up. "You should rest. If I see you walking around, I swear I'll lock you in a closet."
