#courfeyraclesamis

[drunken-cynic]

I typed in the name of a blog I follow on here so I can follow them on my Jehan blog to and I got redirected to a porn site....wut?

[pessimisticcynicr]

"I really don't want to talk about it, Grantaire. Not right now." Courfeyrac leaned his head on the other's shoulder.

The artist gave a small nod then, wanting to know but also knowing that pushing someone to open up wasn’t always the best idea. He had firsthand experience with that, after all. “Okay,” he murmured quietly, “whatever you want…”

[pessimisticcynicr]

Courfeyrac closed his eyes and leaned against Grantaire. The usual spark in his eyes was gone. It just wasn't a good day for him. "Today's just not good," he whispered. "It's not a good day."

The artist sighed a little bit, for him instead of out of annoyance. "You gonna tell me why?" Grantaire asked him quietly. "I mean, you don't have to, of course. We all hold a right to keep things private so... I just-- You can talk to me if you want."

[pessimisticcynicr]

✿

9: forehead kiss.

It wasn't often that Grantaire saw his friend upset, more often than not Courfeyrac was one of the lot that found it easy to be happy day in and day out. It was nice to see, but it also meant that when his friend was upset, that it was so foreign to see, the artist had no idea how to deal with it.At a complete loss, he wrapped one arm around his shoulders and leaned in to press a kiss to the man's forehead. "What's wrong?"

[drunken-cynic]

(Text): You could be like 'Courfeyraaaaaaaaaac'. It works.

[text] Ehhhhhhh not really

[drunken-cynic]

(Text): RRRRRRRRR

(Text) You can’t send me texts like that

(Text) I can’t type your name like that

(Text) it isn’t fair :(

[inherseclusion-archive]

+courfeyrac-lesamis

"I apologize, Monsieur. I believe I was just blocking your way."

[drunken-cynic]

(text): If you want. (text): Okay, I'll be on the couch.

[text] can I take your pants off too?

[text] just round the corner :D