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soft, manicured fingers barely brushed ruffled hair from his face, BED DIPPING just barely as he set himself  down onto the edge of the mattress, two steaming mugs held in his lap and free palm, LIPS QUIRKING with admiration glistening, leaning to press a gentle kiss upon VESPER’S forehead, then his eyes, setting the mugs on the end table. “ wake up, sleepyhead. it’s nearly NOON . “

::♞::‘G... God, she is so pretty, EVERYTHING about her is so beautiful. I can die right now, and it would be okay.’ Chris finds himself a child, chasing, chasing, this beautiful girl. They are smiling, and it’s-... ‘No, no. I’m sorry’ The girl now is telling Chris she hates him. It’s not beautiful anymore, it’s PAINFUL. 

“No! I’m sor- “ The agent wakes, breathing like he was drowning a moment ago. Of course, this would happen, though. He is in the Bronx, his hometown, the place where he met the only women he ever fell for, his first crush. His memories of her were ABSOLUTE, while he knew her memories must not have been that fond... Chris remembers being the stereotypical boy with a crush, which he was not kind to her... Not the peak of his past...

Chris ruffles his hair, and shake the memories out of his thoughts. Casually, the agent puts on swim trunks and a tee-shirt. After he downs, a energy drink, he brushes his teeth and adjusts his (  appearance  ) accordingly. Normally, he would make himself look neater, but since he is going to a pool, he did not think it mattered. Petting his dog farewell, he took off to the pool. 

LOCATION : POOL

Chris plants himself on one of the bungee chairs, take off his shirt, and out of force of habit, he scopes the area. Everything seems normal, it a casual day. There is children, adults and everyone else. Chris notice parents chatting away, not pay attention to thier children. His gaze shifts to the lifeguard, “well at least someone is,” he mutters to himself. Chris noticed he was not able to move his gaze from the lifeguard, there was something undoubtedly familiar about him...

“Are you going to let me play it?” Tsuki asked as he leaned over, peering over the sitting males shoulder at the sheet music he had been writing. He had been waiting patiently for this song-- The one that Vesper had been composing just for them to play together.

At first, it was just for their assignment together but.. It was different now, he only wanted to play music that Vesper created for him and him specifically. After all, his music was the only kind that inspired him to be better, better than he already was.

Running his fingers through his hair, Shin glanced over at Haru, who was still in bed despite the late hour. His aura was.. Horrible, it reeked of depression and his energy was sickening- Worse than the stench of cigarette smoke their apartment had.

Free fingers tapped gently on the numbers that covered the screen of his phone. It was Thursday, yeah, but he was still hoping that Abel would be able to come over and help comfort their boyfriend.

As the phone rang, he held it to his ear restlessly. He didn’t want to startle Haru by speaking to Abel in a frantic tone- He knew that Haru was awake, he just.. Was laying there in bed, not wanting to get up.

Slowly he left the room, walking out into the living room.

Gently Shouta ran his fingertips across the bare skin on Briar’s shoulder blades, rubbing gently at his back in a soothing motion so that he wouldn’t startle the male resting on the bed beside him. 

“Briar..” He muttered softly, slowly shifting his body downwards so he was laying beside him on his side- Fingers still rubbing at his back. His lips met with the others ear first, nibbling on it gently before muttering a sweet “I love you” into his ear.

Affectionate; Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA | Spooning | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate texts | Caressing | Stroke hair | No displays of affection

Sex; Shower sex | Wall sex | Neck bites | Oral | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Public sex | Backseat of car | BDSM | No sex

Dates;Picnic | Cinema | Restaurant | Sports game | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | No dates

Would my character…

“You can just go around.”