#claimed-souls

♔ My muse finding your muse wearing their clothes [drabble]

Chanyeol comes home late from work, covered in dog fur, annoyed as hell. First a client cancelled, then called back and demanded their slot be re-opened after Chanyeol had closed it; he’d tried to patiently explain that he can get her into a later slot, because the one she cancelled was already filled. She demanded that time slot, and Chanyeol had gotten so irritated with the woman he told her to take her business elsewhere if she couldn’t act like a responsible adult, and maybe that other place will kick out another customer just for her.

The second thing was... a very big dog. Very. Big. Chanyeol doesn’t think he’s ever seen a Mastiff in real life, let alone groomed one. That was a hoot and a half; it took three employees to hold it down and another two to clean it and honestly, Chanyeol feels like he’s been hit by a train.

By the time he gets home, he’s ready to take a shower, have a beer, and hit the sack. But he smells... something totally different when he walks into his apartment. It smells soft, clean, and feminine-- ah, that’s right, he’d given Hoon a key to his place. The kitten must be around. 

Chanyeol makes sure he doesn’t get distracted, stripping off his dog-hair clothes and tossing them in the washer immediately to be added to tomorrow’s load. He takes a quick shower to relax his sore muscles, and then he wraps a towel around his waist, padding to his bedroom. When he opens the door, he sees Hoon curled up on the bed, fast asleep, wearing one of Chanyeol’s hoodies; smiling fondly, he walks into the bedroom and moves to the side of the bed, brushing back Hoon’s hair gently, fondly. He presses a kiss to the kitten’s forehead, and then pulls on a pair of sweats, climbing into bed behind Hoon and spooning him, drawing up the covers and settling in.

For the shitty day he had at work... this is exactly what he needed to come home to, he thinks, nuzzling into the back of Hoon’s neck and settling down for sleep.

The android wasn't allowed to leave the apartment for much other than going to the office therefore he was resulted to finding small pleasures online, including hacking gaming websites to get better scores. Probably not the best place to be investing his talent but then again it was rather minor compared to the stuff that he usually did. It was especially fun when he managed to encounter one of those truly passionate gamers that didn't like losing, like the one he was playing against currently. They played each other a couple times a week yet the other had never managed to win a single time, causing him to lose his mind just a bit.

                          send me ♪ and i’ll write a short starter using a line from a song                                                              i’ve listened to recently.                                                   ( ♪♪♪ — pound the alarm ; nicki minaj )