#errorsinmycode

“Wait...”

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Ralph is always super happy to receive forehead and cheek kisses!! Loves it in most circumstances, he finds the pressure rather soothing. He’d return the kisses too, if the other seemed comfortable enough around him. Sometimes he can be tentative about that. Scratch that, most times.

Okay but if Dae goes for Ralph’s lips, he’d just leave Ralph a mess! Like he wouldn’t know what the heck he’s supposed to do!! He’d just curl into his tarp to hide his blush and go all tongue-tied.

It was the oddest feeling, basically living in K’s apartment, hidden away from the world. It wasn’t like he was too troubled about not going outside; he’d hidden inside an old cargo ship for the better part of a year, after all. K’s apartment was small, but it was cozy and well-kept and quiet. No one bothered him there.

It was easy to get lost in thought, so to speak, running news feeds or books through his head to pass the time until K would return and almost inevitably need a patch job. So it was even easier for Simon to not really notice K approaching when he wasn’t looking for him.

So the soft warmth against his synthetic skin caught Simon off-guard, even if the scents he was registering were unmistakably K.

“Well…” he said softly, smiling to himself, “hello to you, too…”

Simon leaned back against K a little; he’d missed him. It was strange how quickly he’d become attached to the Replicant. Probably a bad thing, all things considered, but…he really liked K.

“…how are you feeling..?”

                         ♞ --- He smelled of earth, and dirt, and rain water... and a slight tang of blood. There’s a certain musk that stuck to his old well-worn work coat, especially along its synthetic fur lining. Unmistakably K. The moment the door bolts shut on this sparsely adorned apartment unit, the noisy and chaotic world outside becomes muffled, and thankfully gets cut-off.

His arms wrapped around a lithe waist, chin rested upon a shoulder as the two of them stare out of the window, watching the rain patter against the glass in sheets, warping the lights of the building across from theirs.

“ Like crap, ” he answered truthfully. It had been a long day. One that he didn’t have much of a stomach for. K breathes, reveling in the small moment they shared as he held the other in place. It was nice to pause the world like this, for once.

Strange how they’ve easily both fallen into this kind of domesticity. The hunter and the once hunted --- coexisting. The other was something secret and hidden that K keeps from the rest of the world. Safe and tucked away in this little piece of heaven... if you can call it that.

Finally, after a while, he detaches himself, shucking off his coat to reveal blood stains on his sleeves. Most of the blood wasn’t even his... some of it was blue. He’s aware of the android’s eyes scanning him.

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Allen wasn’t completely surprised by the feeling of a weight against his shoulder. He was catching on to the fact that Simon was fairly…affectionate with him and his motivation was at least partially to see Allen’s overreactions. 

So, he did his best to remain composed, for the most part anyway. He couldn’t exactly stop the blush from rising in his cheeks but at least he didn’t, you know, freak out. 

4 in the bloody morning, haven’t slept yet, legit thought someone was talking about me - a mun called Cas

Simon's a marshmallow for them both kfjfdgfg

Dae vc: “Neeeeeeeerrrrd.”

Kamzi had been enjoying himself in his current home, the classical music that echoed through the halls of the penthouse. His eyes twinkled slightly as he smirked, leaning against the cool glass at the city. 

So much infighting when they had so much more to worry about. 

Detroit had always been a joke to him, that’s why he had left when he deviated, he didn’t want to be around idiots. He made a name for himself in the Underworld, gaining the respect only some androids could dream of. News of a revolution had brought him back, his only desire was to see Detroit burn. 

Glancing over his shoulder he glanced at the male on his couch. A quick scan had shown Kamzi he was an android, one that had removed his LED as well it had seemed. He had been caught by some of Kazmi's men in an abandoned building that Kamzi did business in. Chuckling slightly Kamzi knew he could have destroyed him but something had stopped him. Some humanity buried deep, deep inside of him had spared the android in front of him. 

Moving towards him, Kamzi tutted slightly.