#meme: oops.

15. Your character walking in on mine piss drunk.

He had not expected anyone to come. He had favoured the thought of being alone, most certainly in his current state. Yet the Malfoy was so curious at times. And this time was no different apparently. Taking in a breath, the God lifted his head and kept his emerald hues fixed on the platinum-blonde before him, remaining silent for a while before he finally moved to his feet and sauntered forward. For the state he was in, he had to say he was doing quite well in keeping a straight line.

4. Your character walking in on mine in the shower.

14. Your character walking in on mine in the middle of a mental breakdown.

"And it is not fair!" he snarled suddenly, turning to watch the other, despair shining in his eyes as he stared at the younger one. "It is not fair… How come it was you? Were you resurrected in the image of my brother’s mind? Of what he had believed knew of us? I cannot die and just be… Gone like that when resurrected. I will not stand for that! I will have found a way to make sure that I too will be back." he spat, moving forwards suddenly to grasp the other by the chin, yanking him forward.

"Why is it that you— Why—"

He stopped and instead gave a short laugh, dipping his head down for a second before raising his free hand, putting it to his face as his shoulders slumped. Ridiculous. Ridiculous. This was not his future, was it now? And even if it was… He would find a way…

He always found a way. He always got what he wanted one way or another…

9. Your character walking in on mine in bed with someone.

  “Sif…!” called out the Trickster, scrambling out of the bed and giving the blonde-haired Sorceress a quick glance before clearing his throat and smoothing his hair a bit as he looked to the warrior before him. “I… Forgive me. I did not— You should have knocked!” he commented finally, his eyebrows knitting together as he watched the other, trying to make himself more decent.

12. Your character walking in on mine singing at the top of their lungs.

"Let’s fuck it up boys, make some noi—"

The exiled God stopped abruptly when he felt the other’s presence, swirling around and raising an eyebrow at the sight of the other before gesturing lightly with his hand, the volume of the music going down as he tilted his head a bit. "Image." he commented, giving a light nod of the head.

5. Your character walking in on mine waking from a nightmare.

   It had been fine. He had been able to keep himself balanced for so long. Keep at bay that which had clawed at his mind. Keep at bay the lingering darkness. The lingering madness. He had been capable of keeping it all away from her eyes. Yet this night was different then any others. He had succumbed to the sleep after being awake for quite some time… He had succumbed and he had been swept away by the current within his mind. And no matter how much he had clawed to try and find his way out of it, he had remained.

   And so the other would find him there, resting within a corner, blanket wrapped tightly around him and his eyes aglow in such a manner they almost appeared blue. His hands were clutched to the blanket, almost frantically. As if it could protect him from the demons within his mind. Demons he could not outrun.

   "Leave me be."

17. Your character walking in on mine having an embarrassing fall.

   It had been such a stupid fall. And he knew it was. But the fact Sigyn had seen everything had made it even more embarrassing! Alas, as he had always said, no pain no gain. And at least he had some gain. Even though most of the pie was smeared upon his face due to said fall. He chuckled faintly before licking some from his lips and finally glancing up to the other, giving a toothy grin, the mischief clear in his eyes.

8. Your character walking in on mine in a revealing costume.

"Oh…"

Blinking twice, Shade stared at the twin for a second before glancing to the side and finally down to what was worn. Well that had not gone to plan… Expecting Chaos to walk in like that… Absolutely not.

"I was merely seeing if these kind of clothing still suited me in this form." ‘she’ finally spoke, raising an eyebrow and resting a hand to an exposed hip.