#kouteku

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Your fantasies have all been broken ! @kouteku

“Quick! I need to show you something!”

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starter for @kouteku !!

“ So what if I seem disappointed? I was hardly expecting the drinks here to be so fucking weak. ”

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SOURCE : (*) STARTER FOR : @kouteku

his tongue curls inside his mouth, pertaining to the art of courteous conversation despite hearing what he said. it’s obvious that he plays his part well, remaining amiable from time to time due to constant practice behind the flashy lights and glamorous lifestyle. he struts his way into the living room, catching the other’s gaze briefly clicking his tongue out of vexation.  ❛ honestly why are you here? you know i’m not in the mood for this. ❜  

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@kouteku

『 — ♛ KOU WAS NEVER ONE to be able tell if someone was speaking a metaphor, or actually stating what they were literally saying. At most times, he took things to heart, believing in whatever he was told. But in this situation, he knew the other male was over exaggerating. Kou looked at things more logically than emotionally. He finds things more sufficient when things are more realistic because it made sense to him when the facts are thrown down on the table.

『 — ♛ RAISING AN EYEBROW AT the other male, he crosses his arms in front of his chest, nose scrunching up in disbelief. There was no way someone could actually step inside a closet and travel inside to see the future. Something like that was absurd for him to believe and there was no way he was going to take that as information inside of his head. Kou decides to take it as a metaphor, speaking about, god who knows what the guy was even taking about, but he needed a response. And a response he gave, “Why don’t you just step out of the closet and enjoy the presents now?”

     Shrugging a little bit at the others response he moved his eyes down to the iced coffee he had ordered for himself: black, no sugar or cream, and bitter beyond belief-- almost like himself, but that was a dark thought and not one that Changsoo was too keen on having for himself. “Oh, I went for the presents a while ago- but they were just coal wrapped in pretty bow. All lies.~” It was after that little comment that he actually started to laugh some under his breath, leaning his elbows on the table ( despite how insanely rude it was ) and wrapping his lips around the straw of his iced coffee so he could take a long drink, only straightening up once he had quenched his thirst momentarily. “But… I don’t regret it either.”

     Changsoo’s expression was rather bitter as he kept his eyes trailed outside of the coffee shop window, watching as the glass was pelted over and over again by the falling rain. The sky was dark and every once in awhile a small flash of light could be seen darting through the clouds before being followed by a low rumble of thunder, the storm that had been forecasted moving in much quicker than anyone had anticipated. But the vocalist didn’t mind, he found the rain to be soothing -- even if, at the moment, it was being more of a nuisance than anything at the moment, keeping him trapped in this coffee shop.

     He honestly didn’t mind all that much. He had started talking to whoever-the-fuck was beside him, a pretty young thing with a steaming cup of something pressed between thin fingers and a thin palm as well. He was just… thin. But it wasn’t a bad thin, not the kind where all you think about is force feeding someone a McDonald's cheeseburger, but the natural kind that was filled with lithe beauty and grace, the kind that could take someone's breath away. “I was so deep in the closet I could see the next four years of Christmas presents.” The words had come out almost as a joke after their long conversation about sexuality and social issues within politics, and somehow they had started talking about themselves.

[huxng]

brush

; send me ❛ brush ❜ for my character's reaction to your character running their fingers through my character's hair.bonus if you add description!

        it wasn’t his plan to fall asleep on kou. in fact,he didn’t even realize he had fallen asleep, pressed against the other’s chest until he woke up. first his eyes look around and he realizes he’s still on the couch, then he realizes he’s laying on kou--and kou’s hands are threading through his hair slowly. but instead of saying anything, since he was extremely comfortable, and the hands in his hair was quite soothing, he just snuggles a bit closer to him instead with a long, slow sigh. he closes his eyes again, wrapping his body around kou in a way so there’s no way for him to escape. 

❝you’re really comfortable..❞

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kouteku replied to your post : i opened dash and ❤ was here it's a sign isn't it

of course i have to push you around. you’re mine!

I’m stuck with a smol for a week. A free armrest. #bless.

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i opened dash and ❤ was here it's a sign isn't it

(/laughs.)

Must be, huh? Well cutie, I guess I’m yours for the week then, lucky you. Don’t push me around too much. (/grins teasingly, reaching out to ruffle your hair.)

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kouteku replied to your post : [ ` bites your shoulder ]

[ ` nibbles ] no, i taste better.

Help I’m being eaten.

Do you? Maybe i should have a taste then, (/snaps his teeth playfully.)