#thunderia

Thunder let out a sound somewhere between a sigh and a growl as reached for his pocket for what had to be the thousandth time that day to text Rival to ask what he wanted for Christmas only to remember that he didn’t have a phone. He had been in every store in the mall at least twice at this point and was no closer to finding the perfect gift. Everything just seemed so generic and unthoughtful after he had opened the gift from Rival, and he wanted to get him something he’s use and hopefully enjoy as much as Thunder had enjoyed his scarf and Gobbolino.

He admired his handiwork once he finished securing the bright blue ribbon around the plain white box. A quick note reading “If I accidentally tried to text you one more time I was going to lose my mind. Merry Christmas, Thunder” was slid under the ribbon, and the package was promptly delivered to his doorstep. Inside was the cell phone that Thunder wanted the other to have all day (and most other days if he was honest) complete with the fallen’s phone number and a single app containing a white kitten with gray stripes named Thunder.

Legs crossed at the base of his bed, he swiped his thumb across the screen, tapping into the app for the sixteenth time and honestly subtly mourning the fact that Thunder wasn’t the only cat on there anymore. He daren’t change the names of the others, though he hadn’t many.

Truthfully, he had opened the gift on Christmas and hadn’t quite sent the text he had written out. How long had it been? A couple of days at least. Running his nails against the edges of his bottom teeth and exhaling heavily, he tapped into the texting app. His thumb hovered over the send button, absolutely positive that he wouldn’t yet hit it. But as fate would have it, the text wouldn’t be waiting any more hours or days given that a door was slammed in the Luna hallways and his muscles stuttered in a startle.

“No—” he murmured, quietly, and fell back on his sheets with a groan.

[Text: Thunder] Who’s phone plan am I on?  

It had been a moment he could not quite give up on. Strange, perhaps, that he could recognize Thunder anywhere but had never allowed himself the moment until now. Perhaps it was an instinctual effort to save himself. Just seeing Thunder made a part of him smile.

“You are cool,” he affirmed, settling down on the grass and hugging his knees. “Nerds are plenty cool.” He peered more properly at the screen and chuckled, naturally, and that was strange enough as it was. Guilty, he tucked his smile away and tried not to treasure that he had done so at all. Guilt would perpetuate, it seemed, because he could not keep from smiling in return after such a comment, fitting under his sleepless eyes in a sort of happy bewilderment. “I’d be honored.”

Suhoon before this point, did not believe angels.Not because he had any qualms with organized religion or disorganized religion, only because he had been born withveneration in his veins. He is destined for the stars and he knows that no oneentity could have possibly made the Earth and the moon and all the millions ofstars across this vast universe and the many more that border it. The sheerweight of these things is too great for any God to bear.

Who’s the first to wake up in the morning: Taehyung, because he hardly ever sleeps during the night, and because he’d try to wake Thunder up in case he sleeps through his alarm for school.

Who’s the one to make breakfast: Sometimes it’d be Taehyung, some other times it’d be Thunder. Most of the time, Taehyung would be trying to make breakfast as he has a lot of free time in the morning, and he knows that Thunder really likes chocolate chip muffins.

Who’s the one to serve the other breakfast in bed: Thunder, because for Taehyung bed + food = happiness, and because he’s as lazy as he can be.

Who would suggest a quickie in the morning before work: Thunder would, and Taehyung wouldn’t oppose, even when a part of him would be constantly worrying whether Thunder is late for class or not.

Who suggests they both ditch work to lay around all day: Taehyung, and Thunder would probably eagerly wait for Taehyung to suggest it so that they can both spend time reading books together and eating.

Who chooses the movies: Thunder lets Taehyung choose the movie every once in a while, even when Taehyung’s movies are always animated movies of fairytales or fantasy and kings and queens.

Who initiates kissing during the movie, thus distracting the other from the movie all together: Thunder, since Taehyung’s attention would be completely absorbed by the movie he picked, even if he had already seen it a million times before. And maybe, just maybe, Thunder uses that method to stop Taehyung from singing along to the movie once for all.

Who orders lunch: Taehyung, because even when he’s done eating he’s already wondering what he’s going to eat later. He would order whatever Thunder likes, though, and surprise him with it.

Who steals food from the other’s plate without asking: Taehyung, because he’s always hungry, even when he’s done with his own plate.

Who curls up next to the other and falls asleep due to a full tummy: Both, but Taehyung is already completely passed out by the time Thunder is starting to fall asleep. Taehyung loves napping and cuddling, even more if it’s after eating.

Who distracts the other from trying to work at home: Most of the time it’s Taehyung, because he loves procrastinating and he always wants to play around. He’d constantly poke Thunder as he tries to work on something, and wouldn’t stop until he has his attention; then he’d beg for the other to join him and play some games or read some books or eat some candy.

Who asks to go get ice cream like a five year old: Taehyung, Taehyung, Taehyung. Every five minutes.

Who takes pictures of their partner eating ice cream: Thunder would try to stop Taehyung from eating his ice cream so that he could take a picture. Sometimes he succeeds, some other times he just has a picture of Taehyung’s face with a lot of ice cream remains on it.

Who makes a sexual joke about the dripping ice cream on their partner’s face: Thunder would say it outloud, as Taehyung is a bit too shy to say sexual jokes, but since it was Thunder who said it, he would immediately follow the joke as he was also thinking about it. 

Who cooks dinner: Thunder, as he doesn’t really trust a hyper Taehyung in the kitchen.

Who cleans up the kitchen afterwards: Taehyung would volunteer because Thunder is probably tired by the time they’re done cooking, but Thunder would still watch over Taehyung in case he drops something or decides to play with the soap and fill the kitchen’s floor with water and bubbles.

Who stays up until 2 reading: Both of them do. Thunder reads something while Taehyung is reading something else, but Taehyung would be all clingy, probably sitting on Thunder’s lap or curled up next to him, frequently asking the other to read outloud so that he can listen to him read.

Who stares at their partner while their sleeping: Taehyung does, because sometimes Thunder won’t move or make any noise while sleeping and Taehyung would panic, reminding himself to ask Thunder in the morning if Angels like him can die. He’d still forget to do it in the morning, though, so the same problem would repeat many nights.

Thunder gasped as goosebumps made their way down his arms after he accidentally brushed against other as he was making his way down the hall. “Are you okay? You’re freezing,” he looked over at boy face full of concern. The hallway wasn’t particularly warm, but the boys temperature seemed excessive to the fallen angel.