#petriker

[mauxluhan]

{'rests head in your lap.}

He begins to purr deeply the moment your head rested in his lap, reaching to run a little hand through your hair as he cooed softly. “Lukas~”

[lionvss-blog]

petriker replied to your post:

{'pretty..boy? the words perplex him as he scrunches his face before lowering his hand; he stays put as you approach him, head tilting slightly before he parts his mouth to speak.} i'm lukas.

{`tilting her head to the side, she merely arches a brow at your reaction, causing the smile on her face to widen slightly -- and perhaps she was feeling a little friendly today. Pursing her lips, she nods, though narrows her eyes soon after.} Lukas? I'm Ash -- your name is uncommon for this place, you're not local?

[ynqbzee]

petriker replied to your post: petriker said:◎ ◎ -- It's raining...

[[WHEEZES i’ll reply to this later today how c ut e ;;;

[luhanitor-blog]

"I didn’t do it."

It had been a relaxing Monday evening for Lu Han; he’d been sitting on the balcony of his spacious home overlooking his backyard, the gentle breeze and cool temperature of the air at this time of year doing nothing short of calm his nerves. The sound of the gentle air rustling the leaves on the trees and a few chirps of birds here and there are all that he heard in that moment — but of course, all good things must come to an end.

The crashing, cacophonous sound that resembles something similar to the shattering of glass interrupts the peaceful setting. The young businessman rushes inside his home, only to find his acquaintance standing over the ruins of one of the vases in the hallway that had fallen from its position atop a small table. He stares at the debris wide-eyed, and before he can even open his mouth to speak, the other beats him to it.

"I didn’t do it."

He’s not mad - truly, he’s not - and as he’s not one to lash out on anyone, let alone people with whom he’s friends, he simply looks around, sarcastically gesturing with his hand to the empty - save the two of them - hallway before speaking, laughing quietly as he does so. “Then who did, Lukas? That imaginary man in the corner of the room?” He shakes his head, patting the taller of the two’s shoulder with a smile. “It’s fine; don’t worry about it, okay? It’s not like it’s irreplaceable. It’s cool.” 

[ynqbzee]

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◎ -- It's raining and my muse finds yours outside completely drenched and crying.

'Shit, man.'

Younbae found himself frozen in place, as if his feet were firmly rooted to the ground. What should he do? This was a complete stranger, he should just keep on walking by. He shouldn't do something rash or stupid, he should just leave the other man alone...

And yet, Youngbae found himself moving closer and crouching down, reaching out slowly to place his hand on the boy's shoulder gently- his palm barely pressing against his shoulder.

He decided against asking him if he were okay, obviously he was far from it. Biting down on his lip, he cleared his throat softly before speaking quietly.

"You must be really cold. You shouldn't stay out, you'll get sick."

He couldn't say he was surprised when he didn't get a response- in fact the boy had stiffened considerably. Not that he could blame him. They were complete strangers after all, but Youngbae just couldn't bring himself to leave him out here.

"Listen, I know this is odd but, you should come inside and warm up. At least get out of the rain, yeah?"

This got the other boy to finally look up, and when he did, Youngbae couldn't tear his eyes away.

Even with the boy's eyes swimming with tears, there was a slightly ethereal glint to them, and he couldn't stop staring. They sat like that for a moment, before Youngbae finally snapped to and offered a warm smile, standing up and extending his hand after he slid his bag down his arm.

"Please."

After a bit of hesitation, he somehow was able to take the other boy's hand and pull him up. He didn't want to make him even more uncomfortable, so he gently dropped his hand and gestured him inside the building, holding the door open as he waited for the man to slip in listlessly.

'Ah..he must think I'm crazy.'

Maybe he was, for inviting a complete stranger in, and yet, he felt this was doing the right thing.

After a quiet ride in the elevator, he moved to his door and reached into his pocket to pull out the key, clearing his throat to break the silence.

"I have tea and coffee inside, if any of those interest you.." He trailed off at the 'click' of the door, and he pushed it open, gesturing the man inside.

"I'm Youngbae, by the way."

[ynqbzee]

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[jngkssi-blog1]

petriker replied to your post “{'peeks in.}”

{'nods wordlessly and waves back before he wanders closer to you.} i'm lukas.

[`his smile doesn't falter as he watches you walk closer to him, and he then extends a hand to you] It's a pleasure to meet you, Lukas. I'm Collin. How are you doing?

[ynqbzee]

{'waves at.}

('He glances up and cracks a small grin, lifting his chin up slightly') Hello there.