nonverbal || @sunichor || * kyros ✨ playfully shove my muse’s shoulder
When shoulders collide against one another with enough force to change the placements of his steps his sharp gaze was SNAPPING to the one responsible. Yet, as quickly as he was riled--- he CALMED. Seeing Caelin smiling beside him. Kyros chuckled softly looking away, a smile of his own spilling over his features before he finally spoke, “I thought you were someone else.” In another sense of his words--- he was ready to FIGHT whomever it was unwise enough to pick it with him.
An arm wrapped around Caelin’s shoulders, TUGGING him in a little closer at the neck. Beckoning him to stay beside him. The feeling that bubbles up from being so close to the other is failed to be mentioned. “Come, walk with me, o fílos mou. Theo would enjoy seeing you. If you have the time, of course.”