#vivxre

" That's relieving." He mumbles silently, nuzzling against soft strands of hair gently. " I missed you too, I know I was away for too long. I'm really sorry. " He utters softly, pulling back just in the slightest to caress the other's cheek. " Almost two. " He corrected the other with the faintest of chuckles. " Come, let's go sit. " He then says, smiling as he steps back, taking the younger's hand in his own free one, leading him towards the living room. 

The sighting of those small, pretty ears makes his eyelids flutter a few times. Baffled, to say the least but he pushes it aside. Instead he moves to lay his arm around slim shoulders, tug the younger close to himself and let his lips ghost over his forehead. ” Don’t pout at me like that it makes me sad. ” He murmurs. ” I know, I’m an idiot and I’ve been gone and you hate me. I know. ” He mutters, lips forming a thin line. “I’m sorry. “

The cup of vanilla tea he holds between pale fingertips is still steaming hot and it warms what usually remains to be cold. Hues of celadon hold focus upon printed words and strands of black hair rest as they usually do, carefully styled into their usual position. Fancy, but not too fancy. It’s one of those calm afternoons that he rarely gets to experience, where there is no work to be done. Thus he is surprised when his door is knocked upon, quirks a brow when looking up and rising a bit hesitantly. But he’s not one to leave his door unanswered. He brings his tea, walks slowly over polished wood with his bare feet, humming a pleasant tune. He unlocks his door with the same ease as always, pushes it open with a quite plain expression, shifting to bliss a bit too quickly when laying his eyes upon the one standing before him. ” Pleasant surprise. ” He utters, stepping aside to let the younger in. 

He nods slowly, lips pursed as he stretches his shoulders, waiting for the water to become cold enough before sticking his glass under the tap, downing the clear liquid in one go, pouring himself another glass before moving away from the counter. "You really are greedy you know. "

"Can't you just kill me instead? Being dead would make me so much more happy than having to be around you every minute of every single fucking stupid day." He spits, hissing at the other as he tries to break himself free from his hold. 

He shakes his head, sending light strands of hair flying for a moment before he sighs. " I just hear things, since I'm the one in the leader seat these days. no thanks to you however." He's calm, as he taps nimble digits against tattooed arms. " I thought you knew yourself, what kind of person Aleksei is. " He shrugs. "I'm trying to keep our family name out of the dirt, you ungrateful rascal. If there's someone who doesn't deserve to be dragged through the dirt here, it's the person we owe our lives to. "

"Displeased?" He asks almost tauntingly as he sits up straight, eyeing the other properly for a moment. He's still surprised to see him, but not enough to throw him off entirely at least — a benefit considering the way they usually act around each other. "Well, I see no reason to leave this place. I have too much to get accustomed to to leave yet. Maybe later. Maybe never. I don't know. " He shrugs. "Then leave?"

"The Chinese one." He waves a hand in nonchalant dismissal. These are the times when he's happy about his past when he used to be the one with the upper hand, easily acting in the same way when Jinki is around, to at least not end up being vulnerable. " Is that really all you can think of? Then please get the fuck out." He murmured, shaking his head as he moved towards his kitchen to get a glass of water. " Fuck no, if anything you're a noodle. "