#thebandanightmare

[oukiyaba]

I couldn't be luckier.

[jack-of-emos]

I ship you with Banda

. . . . .

I was going to say, I would rather die, but that's the same thing..

-J❤

[jackof-hearts]

@thebandanightmare

"I— wanted to check in and see how you're doing?" Did Enji still not trust Banda with his life? Not quite yet. But he was getting better at trusting him.

[theangelicbanda]

”I knew there was an angel on my shoulder.”

"Yes, but it seems the devil on your shoulder is far more powerful."

[oukiyaba]

Back home.

@thebandanightmare

Originally, the two planned to stay. But as Yaba and Banda's relationship grew, the more they wanted something that the Borderlands couldn't offer. They wanted a proper marriage, to live their lives without the concern of death around every corner. Yaba wanted to spoil Banda endlessly, in ways he'd never gotten to be spoiled growing up.

There was just one thing they had to deal with; the fact Banda was a convicted murderer back home.

Still, Yaba promised that he wouldn't let that get in the way. He'd hire the best lawyers and figure out something. He wasn't going to lose the love of his life. Especially given the shit hand he'd been dealt.

There was a different problem to deal with first — recovering from the supposed meteor. That was what sent them to the Borderlands to begin with. Yaba wasn't in bad shape, all things considering. He was able to walk, and he didn't take long to find Banda's room. The security guards outside of it made it clear. Yaba used his silver tongue to get them to let him inside.

Yaba made his way over, sitting by the bed. He took Banda's hand, which was also cuffed to the bed. He leaned over to kiss his forehead, unsure if he was awake or not.

[jackof-hearts]

"Enji, my dearest Enji," Banda said with a grin

"There's the neighborhood serial killer. Come to try your luck with killing me again?"

[oukiyaba]

Oh shut up and kiss me

Meme: PROMPTS FOR NEW INTIMACY

"Always so demanding for a little thing." Not that he minded. It was one of the things he adored most about his little psychopath. He grabbed him by the cheeks and pulled him in, pressing their lips together. The height difference didn't make an easy feat, but he was used to it.

[oukiyaba]

[ 📱 — sms ] i want you in my bed again.

Meme: TEXT MESSAGES

[ 📱 — sms ] Needy little murderer, aren't you? [ 📱 — sms ] I like it.