#ask-splinter-bakery

Flynn stretches his hand over the cafe table, slipping into Noka’s smaller ones. He lets out a deep and satisfied sound from his throat as he fills in the gaps between nokas small fingers, his thumb rubbing over Noka’s own. It felt like forever since they’ve been alone, it was as if the busy haste of both their homes kept them apart for a while, save for the few times they actually got to see each other. As well as the few times they got into small disputes. The fresh scent of mocha and Noka’s own natural scent is relaxing, it’s what the taller man needed in a while. The soft hum of the cafe goers along with the jazz-like music being played in the background… It was the perfect setting. He rests his head on his folded arm, loose hair falling and cascading on his rolled up sleeve. A few strands from his bangs falls over his face but it didn’t get in the way of his view of the younger man. Flynn sighs softly as he pulls Noka’s hand closer to his face, his eyes closing, brushing his lips on the small hands knuckles before pressing a kiss to it. Reopening his duo colored eyes and meeting Noka’s own heterochomic eyes. Letting out one last relaxed and content sound from his closed mouth, he gives a warm smile up at the chocolate dessert.

oh he was raised to say it like Olivander pronounces it. but then he had friends tell him that was “wrong” so he started pronouncing it the other way AND OLIVANDER SAYS THATS INCORRECT!!! so he gets stuck in the middle lol

so he just

avoids the subject lol

A LITTLE BONUS:

gaaaaasP I KNEW YOU WERE AGAINST ME