#wyatt-chase

[lettherebeleight]

@wyatt-chase​

Starter for Wyatt.

The sun shined through the window and the warmth woke Tyler up slowly. He made a low hum, stretched his back lazily. The warm contacts of skins reminded him that he wasn’t in bed alone. “...What time is it?” He asked with a sleepy voice, didn’t even bother to open his eyes. “One second thought, I don’t really care. I don’t even know what time we slept last night.”

Oh, it was wild. Just like the night before, and Friday last week. 

“...You got any plan for today?” Tyler finally opened his eyes, dragged himself to turn around so he could rest his chin on the other man’s chest. He extended his arm and gently caressed the other man’s beard with the tip of his fingers. 

[lettherebeleight]

@wyatt-chase​

Starter for Wyatt.

It was meant to be a relaxing kind of night with no supernatural business. Enzo planned to hit the bar, to get more shots than he could handle, then hit on some guy and dragged him into the dance floor.

At least he got a few things of the list ticked off. He did hit the bar, got himself a drink, but then...He saw it, and he couldn’t ignore it. Especially when it’s on a hot guy that he was totally going to hit on.

“...I was going to call you the most handsome guy in the bar and suggest that you and me should make out at the back of the bar.” Enzo spoke bluntly to the guy, drank the last of his whisky with one big swig. “But I need you to show me your shoulder.” He wasn’t really asking, already reached out and grabbed the man’s wrist to turn his arm. Another hand put down the glass to lift the sleeve of the man’s t-shirt. “...Have you pissed anyone off lately, mate? Because someone really wants you dead, it seems.”