Party favor prompt: catlad verse :3
Kon opens his closet door and knows that Tim has been here.
Knows because most of his clothes have been replaced with leather. Knows because there’s a note pinned to one of the leather jackets. Knows because there’s a glimmer of, undoubtedly stolen, gems in the back corner.
He skims the note- Don’t touch the gems, I’m coming back for those. And you. Of course.- before pulling out one of the jackets, pulling it on.
Kon idly wonders how Stray knows his size- then realizes that it probably wouldn’t be very hard at all for the teen considering how much time Stray spends draped over him.
There’s another note in the pocket, neatly folded into the shape of a cat’s head, he unfolds it and it reads, you didn’t check the window-sill did you?
He blinks, turns around- hand resting on the door-knob. The window looks empty.
Until it doesn’t because Stray’s head is up-side down and he’s waving.
Kon opens the window with his aura- “That’s dangerous.”
“You’re dangerous. I’m dangerous. Living is dangerous.” Stray counters, sliding into the room like so much liquid, sprawling on Kon’s bed, kicking off his boots. “Danger makes life worth living. I knew you’d look good in that.”
"I was going to ask how you knew my size- but I realize that’s a stupid question."
Stray smirks, pushing his goggles off his face- “So maybe figuring out your pants size should be easier…with your cooperation?”
