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☾ : Sleep headcanon
Cahin lazily flung his mask and hat off, flopping down into his bed. With a deep inhale and a rushed, loud, exhale, he gathered his sheet and pulled it over him. Nuzzling into his pillow, he started to drift off into sleep.
☼ : Childhood headcanon
Cahin and Caha were quite the pairing when they were younger. They each had their own troublesome level, but putting them together was a whole new problem. The town wasn’t too fond of the rascals. They would prank the townsfolk’s children constantly. It wasn’t anything harmful, they never hurt anyone…intentionally. Cahin and Caha always shared a hearty laugh after sprinting home. One could only imagine what limits they brought themselves to, considering how they are today.
⋆ : Sex headcanon
Cahin was certainly one of the more dominant types…but wasn’t afraid of being dominated all the same. When he needed to relax, or just was being needy, he’d rather be dominated than dominate someone. It was nice to know that someone would take their time working on him, finding what really works, as opposed to just wanting to be worked on by him. He was a passionate lover, so it was nice when people would return the favor. It made everything mean so much more to him.
☻ : Mood headcanon
Cahin was sitting on the side of the road, his bag of florins in front of him. He lifted it up slowly, judging the weight. He had made plenty of money today, he wouldn’t have to work for the next day or two. That is, if he spends his money wisely. He smiled, fully content with not having to perform for the commoners.