LOSE FOCUS

♔: Finding your muse wearing their clothes

♕: Holding hands

♖: Having their hair washed by your muse

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

♙: Sharing a bed

♚: Head scratches

♛: Sharing a dessert

♜: Shoulder rubs

♝: Reading a book together

♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

♟: Patching up a wound

♤: Taking a bath together

♧: Your muse playing with their hair

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

♢: Forehead or cheek kisses

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

♣: Back scratches

♥: Your muse crying about something

       ❝      i'm not gonna fight you for it . i just need my I.D.     ❞    all the other stuff he could get more of . the few dollars . the credit cards even . but that I.D. , and it's stupid , it means a lot to him . it's the only thing he's owned since before deployment . the only photo of himself that he owns period .

       anxious footsteps trail back and forth against the floor of the radio station . a small path free of dust made by the man walking from one end of the small room to the other . the sun had been set for so long , and though it's quiet , cola knows better than to trust that just because all SEEMS calm , that it IS . and while he's caught up in anxiety , the familiar and unmistakable thud of kobra standing in the doorway catches his attention . turning immediately he ALMOST grins , but his expression still reads of concern and general tiredness .    ❝     you knew i’d wait here . didn’t you ?     ❞

ghosted ( ooc. ) ;    that’s a lotta tALK FOR THE EMO SHIT WHO DRAGGED ME TO THIS BLOG N THE FIRST PLACE