𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘: ℍ𝕠𝕥 𝕄𝕖𝕤𝕤

    Rolling his eyes, the brunette allows a soft chuckle to fall from his lips. “Why the only one who cries, of course,” he replies, lips curving up into a small grin. At the mention of making him wake up early, Sousuke just shrugs his shoulders. “Well can you blame me? I like my sleep, need to get more of it.”

       “Not want to see you? Well I guess you could say that. I mean–” the words trailing off, a hand coming up to scratch the back of his neck. Once more another chuckle manages a slip. His arm coming to rest over the redhead’s shoulder. “You know I really don’t mind right? But c’mon, got things to do, get you settled in.”

❝Here I am, bunking in with the same guy I’ve known for years. It’s just like old times!❞ He chuckled, putting an arm around the other’s hips. He would put it on his shoulders, but he’s gotta be careful with that. ❝We have a lot of catching up to do. I hope you have a coffee maker, because I need it.❞ He’s glad to have Sousuke around sometimes. It makes things easier when it comes to new places. Don’t need to get a new place to stay, don’t have to feel alone, it’s just great.

MakoRin coming through!!

(Tattsun and Mamo from that Utapri Maji Love concert Based on this gif set ‘v ‘)

hey guess who brought back the very first muse to land in old rt? (spoiler alert: its me)

    In his opinion, he should still be sleeping. As in not waking up until about one o’clock in the afternoon, and then proceeding to lounge around his flat in nothing but his sweats. After all, it was his day off, but low and behold, something, rather someone, had decided to come in and mess it up. Now, he didn’t actually mind, considering who it was, but still, he missed the idea of doing absolutely nothing. Seeing as things would undoubtedly change. 

    Thus, how he found himself waiting in baggage claim, the airport bustling with people as they milled about. He’d never been one for crowds, then again, he supposed it was only common, it was an airport after all. Now that he thought about it, what time was his friend landing again? Hand soon fishing his phone from his back pocket. 

     However, he didn’t get to even open the text before he felt something come into contact with his ‘good’ shoulder. Teal hues glancing up, only for them to widen slightly, lips pulling into half a smirk. All in good fun, slender digits curled into a fist of there own, returning the light punch, with one of his own.  A soft chuckle managing to slip moments later.

    “If it isn’t the crybaby.” Again, he couldn’t help the smile that had managed to settle on his lips. It had been a couple of years after all. “You mean, still looking good, as ever. Bout time you got here, though, Rin. Would have left you, if you’d made me wait much longer.”

He frowned ❝Who the hell are you calling crybaby, asshole.❞ He huffed ❝Oh just because I had to make you get out of bed so early..❞ He pretended he was hurt ❝My own friend doesn’t want to see me. How cruel, even after he offered a place to stay.❞ He chuckled, patting him on the back ❝Well if you want your sleep might as well get going right?❞