Sep 10, 2013
You don't need someone to take care of you anymore, do you Min?
I suppose for that I should be thankful.
Freed. Like a bird from a cage, flown away to a better land.
seen from China
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Yemen
seen from Morocco
seen from Malaysia
seen from United Arab Emirates
seen from Ukraine
seen from Russia
seen from United Arab Emirates
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
seen from Armenia
seen from Türkiye
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Greece
seen from Italy
seen from Singapore
seen from United Kingdom
You don't need someone to take care of you anymore, do you Min?
I suppose for that I should be thankful.
Freed. Like a bird from a cage, flown away to a better land.
I'd probably cut your breaks or something, after all, Accidenta happen all the time... [iunno ven's bad at this]
This is really…. PG. Not even PG, more like G.
...(/he lets his face be manhandled, following after and rolling his eyes. The last thing he's going to do is wake up one of his siblings while they're sleeping. he always had too little sleep, still doesn't sleep enough either, and he's not going to give anyone else that habit) When am I ever loud, silly Papa. I'm the quietest person eeeever.
Yeah, yeah, whatever. (/He murmured under his breath and he slowly crept through the small space between the door and the frame into the kid’s room, tip toeing around the cribs to gesture his hand toward one of the neatly made beds that dipped into the wooden flooring.) Here, sleep tight you little shit. You’re on baby duty now. (/His words were harsh, spitting from his lips as he lightly patted the other’s back, quietly making his way out of the room once more.)
(/there is no challenge in his eyes as he stares back up into your angry gaze; there rarely is challenge in his eyes when he looks at you. He does not flinch away but looks you straight in the eye as he slips his hand into yours. His muscles feel relaxed and so much more at ease than he has in months; it may be dangerous but he feels so much more daring that he normally is, especially as he pushes your boundaries) I don't want to go to bed though. I have too much energy Let's go swimming, Papa!
You don’t want to go to bed? (/His head tipped off to the side as his brows raised, annoyance evident over his expression though that couldn’t be helped. He pressed his lips together in a hard line before he sucked in a sharp breath through his nostrils, plastering an artificial smile over his face as he spoke, the sarcasm dripping from his words.) What an absolutely fucking fantastic idea, Ventus. Let’s jump in the lake out back and have some fucking fun. Way to go kiddo. (/His fingernails dared to pinched through the other’s skin in warning to let the other know that this was all to painful for him. The fear of actually breaking the other’s skull settling over him.)
Didn't know I had to ask for permission to kiss my daddy on the cheek. last I heard, it was normal for kids to give parents affection. (/he pouts from his position on the floor, arms crossed over his chest even as he lays on his back adding to the petulance in his voice and the glory of having this much alcohol in his system is that he doesn't even flinch under your glare, where normally he'd be running as fast as he could in the opposite direction)
(/Silence dawned over the two afterwards, nothing but bitter glares being passed down to the other before he eventually ripped his gaze to tip his head skyward. A slow sigh escaped his lips as he willed himself to shake off the nerves. This was his son, not some creep trying to bark up the wrong tree. There was also no way in hell he could damage the innocent boy laying before him, he was already damaged enough; a perfect image of the man he used to be with the scars so proudly worn over their arms. He replaced his solemn expression with a small sad smile as he looked back to his son, reaching out grab a hold of their hand.) Come on, let’s get you to bed.
(/he huffs but ceases bouncing, if only because he likes the shirt he's wearing and it's already going to be a pain to fix the damage, should he even remember it once the alcohol fades) Ven is...faaaaaaabulous. (/he nods emphatically, eyes wide and childish in his drunken state, showing emotions that he'd normally have just let go unseen and partially unfelt and in the moment of daring he presses a quick, sloppy kiss against your cheek) See? Fabulous.
(/A laughter bubbled at the base of his throat, threatening to spill though that was quickly swallowed down the moment his son’s lips began to suck at the curve of his cheek. His blood began to boil beneath his skin as he quickly leaned back with his muscles completely strained, eyes wide and alarmed as he stared at the other in disbelief. His lips barely began to part before he placed his hands against the other’s chest nudging them off to topple onto the ground before he rose to his feet, only to quickly crouch down next to the other with a menacing glare.) Did daddy give you permission? Did he? (/The words hissed through his teeth, expression frozen like ice.)
It'sh good to see Papa Rosas too~ (/his grin only grows as he bounces a little in your lap, oblivious to the sarcasm or even the grip on his arms. At this point, he's had so much to drink he's only really half aware of anything at all but it's better than feeling the dull ache that comes without the buzz of alcohol in his system) how's papa rosas doing?
A-ah… (/Let’s out a nervous chuckle as he squirmed beneath the other as they began to bounce against his lap, finding this all too uncomfortable but unsure of what to do considering the status they held on his ‘tolerable’ list of people. His fingers then wound around the other’s waist and his fingernails pinched in deep in means to rip through the fabric, scraping against the skin in hopes that the annoyance and pain would halt the other from further motion.) Papa is good, son. And how are you?
(/falls into your lap, grinning brightly and slightly intoxicated as he pats your cheek gently) Hey, Papa~ How's Papa....I missed my Papa.
(/Stunned by the other’s sudden appearance his muscles stiffened and his body leaned back, hands falling to grab a hold of his son’s biceps. Completely alarmed his eyes widened, a confused expression playing over his expression as he flickered his gaze over the other. Alcohol was weaving through the air and travelling it’s way through his nostrils, a brow raising as he slowly relaxed after quick realization.) Ah, hello… Ventus… How lovely to see you. (/The sarcasm was thick, thick enough to glaze over the other's intoxicated scent.)