#intravita

[dthpl]

[ kkt: fuckass ] enjoying your new friends? 💕

(kkt: daddy's lil monster) 🖕(｀⌒´メ)🖕(kkt) i dunno what the fuck you’ve done to me (kkt) but i think you need to remember that any friends of mine are friends of yours (kkt) i’ll be seeing you soon, doll face. ೭🖕(❛▿❛✿)🖕೨ 

[dthpl]

 @intravita 

  When Wade comes to the first thing he notices are the walls — canary yellow, bright, and surrounding him it’s impossible to ignore the color throws him off and the longer he stares at it the more things that aren’t there start to move in the corners of his vision. And it starts off a bit of paranoia that he has to find other things to look at so he puts his focus on the white sheets of the bed and tries to think.

It’s abnormal for him to be in a situation like this: caged like an animal with everything in his surroundings set there to further piss him off then. However, it’s not until he actually tries to move that he realizes where he is exactly. A prison of some kind or an infirmary, maybe both, managing to sit up even with his arms locked into a strait-jacket he can feel another device on the side of his neck too and that’s what triggers his memory of the events of last night: 

Inhye. He ran into her at some shitty bar — the music was loud, too loud. There was at some point in the night that he vaguely remembers her leaning in close as if to kiss him. Her fingers traced the line of his jaw, tilting his chin up to look at her while the other hand slid to the side of his neck with force before he blacked out. And waking up in the back of some cop car.

He had kicked out the window, that much he remembers but hadn’t gotten far without having to shove them off while trying to rip the device from his neck before there was another chance to electrocute him again, and seeing double of the flashing lights, stumbling, seeing white then blacking out again. 

It makes sense really, now. Considering their breakup wasn’t exactly on good terms. Regardless he’s on his feet again trying to free his arms with force two guards are already in the cell forcing him down the hallway. They’ve up’d their security since the last time he was here, if anything they been experimenting with ways to discipline those out of line. He can hear the screams of other patients and his smile briefly falters when he’s brought into a white room and forced to sit down in front of her. “Listen, princess, if you insist on having a foursome you could’ve just asked.” 

Wade says, flexing his wrists within the jacket, testing the durability of the jacket he’s in. He gives up after a moment or two and finally looks at Inhye, a lazy smile on his face at the sight of her. Though he doesn’t miss the remote in her hand, already resting on the trigger and ready to electrocute him again without hesitation. Ok, she’s defiantly still mad at him and he probably should be a little afraid right now. And his smile only broadens. “You look good, baby. I’m not sure if I want to eat you up or kill you right now.”