#lovesfolly

It's just been one of those days, huh? As if he had done anything all day. One of the exceedingly rare instances where he was entirely home alone, yet here he was wasting it sleeping all day. Groggily rolling over in his bed to check the time- oh... that wasn't good... eleven pm... Well, guess that proved sleep debt is a real thing. If that was even the right thing he was thinking of, who was to say?

Laying there for a moment, staring at the black fabric canopy above his bed, arms spread wide open. Mind entirely blank before he realizes, that's right, he hasn't messaged his partner all day. Just came home, locked the door, and immediately went to bed. Moving to fix that a though pops into his mind- wouldn't that be funny?

[ ⤷ Eros 🩷 : ] (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) how are you ? [ ⤷ Eros 🩷 : ] (✿◡‿◡) i want u

All but giggling, twirling his hair, and kicking his feet at the double text as if he was a teen girl talking about her crush to her best friend.

@lovesfolly - ❝ Don’t move. I’m memorizing every detail. ❞ (Niki) \ 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘-𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐏 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

( 🧊 ) AGAINST THE REQUEST the cryo sovereign's tail shifted ever slightly against the bed --- but beyond the cheeky little movement the elder didn't move any further. unsure just what eros was up to .. he had clear instructions to not move and he'd rather keep his beloved happy. resting his cheek against the cool covers of the bed he awaits the next order to come from the shorter of the two.

WHATEVER THIS WAS he hardly minded. it made eros happy.

Soft breaths ring out, body relaxing.

❝It is my sole reason for existing, master.❞

A soft smile upon his face as he speaks, glancing over at the other upon his shoulder. A hope that he wasn't too uncomfortable to be laid upon in such a way.

❝What else would I do if not protect you ?❞

Though it seemed more that he was protecting the other party in this situation at the moment, but in the end was it not protecting his master's image by whisking them away from a situation that seemed to wear.

❝I'm not acting to the extreme as you said to do, the blade is still within.❞

Tail beginning to softly sway side to side, he was doing good. He didn't immediately resort to tearing himself open, he only lifted his master away. That was what he was meant to do wasn't it ?

❝What I've done is right, isn't it ?❞

Still he had his brothers, they were waiting for him to return from this mission. So he made it quick, killed the humans and turned back to his present company and coolly asked, "are we done here?"

In all his years contact with werewolves was extremely rare and limited, so color part of him surprised to learn that the partner he would be handed off to this night was one of them. Contact with those outside of the blood wasn't very frequent for him, not unless it was a "toy" or a thrall, but perhaps in his sleep this sort of union was made common. If the scar on his partner's friend was anything to say though... perhaps not.

Sunglasses adjusted as he leans back in his seat, head propped up on his hand as eyes scan over the books covering the cafe walls. More things he was told he should consume in time if he wished to understand the current time's ideas, and to understand their perception of his kind. Eyes narrowing as he tries to read a spine of one- "Crimson Knights"- well... a small twist of confusion laced with slight disgust crossing his face for a moment. Just for it to be swept away by the sound of another approaching his little corner.

Eyes peeling from the bookshelves to look in the direction of the sound, this must be the one. If scent alone didn't give it away, then the shining bits of pink as he had be told of was a dead giveaway. Everyone must have their own favorite color, he thinks as he gestures to the free chair in front of him.

❝Eros, yes ? Sit, please.❞

   It was an odd topic to bring up, for him at least, someone who never really shared much. But it was right, wasn't it ? To wish to share things with someone who has become close to you ? To learn about each other in hopes of bonding, and growing closer. There wasn't much to share about his life to add, being “sheltered” the way he was, but there was one very important part of his life he could speak on.

   ❝Eros.. ?❞

   Lifting his head from he table where he quietly fidgeted with one of his sleeves, letting the length fall down flat before joining his hands together.

   ❝Have you ever loved someone before ?❞