Yeah? That makes two of us. I love what I do, but something I hate is being away from you for too long. , and on that saucy mistlenote I miss having your body on me-- as if it's not already, but you know what I mean.
@❀ kim chaewon Intolerable dry streaks, they are. Almost painful.
he utters with the intent of misery masked behind a steadfast grin influenced by the charming dazzle of his partner's. with the permission of their glasses resounding ring he grants himself a long nostalgic sip of his beverage then his lips afterwards of its lingering flavor. he nods in self approval, gently setting his glass down in a safe spot on the table that he retrieves the sheet of paper from. his brows furrow in unsuspecting thought.
Right, did we want to keep these rings simplistic? Because I had this idea just now of us decorating them.
@☀︎ matty healy Her eyes watched and followed when Matty began to uncap the alcoholic drink they would be sharing together, offering a tender smile when he hands over a glass he's poured and filled with the wine, she brings it towards her nose to get a whiff of the fruity smell; it's sweet, her smile grows upon engulfing the scent of it before turning her head in his direction. With his words she nods her head gently once, raising her glass in preparation.
Here's to many more dry streaks being broken, with you.
the clinking of the glasses was pleasing to the ear, it lingers with a ring and as the sound fades away quickly just as it was made Chaewon brings the glass to her lips to take a few sips of red wine.
@❀ kim chaewon [ Hhh we never wrapped up the anniversary thread we had going on. Tis okay, we shall occupy ourselves with this one. Previously, on a Hyperbeam session... ; u ; ]
as he appropriately caps the formerly opened bottle of classy alcohol he emits an affirmative hum behind a delighted simper. he'll admit that it's been a long enough time since he last indulged in it's pleasantly fruity taste; looking at it now almost influences his mouth to water in anticipation. especially under the fact that it won't be enjoyed in singularity which brings him to kindly pass one of the half filled glasses onto his darling.
That it has been awhile since we last drank together. Tonight, we're breaking that dry streak, respectively.
shifting his body so that it may face the younger's, he raises his own glass of Pinot Noir in means to clink their rims.
Twas utterly unexpected, and though worse could have happened that was enough disrespect for me to walk away. I didn't see any of it funny. But, for all we know they could've been jealous, albeit being in their own relationship.
as if venting to the sky his eyes continue to gaze the outside while he talks to his dearest. acknowledging the compassionate squeeze of his one hand he maneuvers one of hers into his palm, bringing it to his lips to plant another long, tender and reassuring intended kiss to the back of it.
I highly doubt history will repeat itself, but if it does then I /will/ speak up. Or you will. Whichever ears it reaches first.
he lightly shakes his head with a passing chuckle, silencing the sound thereafter with the intrusion of his cigarette.
to be in his presence was a calming effect to her every time; not including moments in which she’s not calm-minded of course, she loved being with him. every touch and kiss given made a flurry of warmth rush up her body and gathered at her chest, humming in contently as she began to lean into the touch gently until hearing his voice and perhaps the reasoning of not being in the crowd today. brows furrow and she takes hold of his free hand in both of hers, giving the larger sized hand a secure and reassuring squeeze.
Is that what happened? That’s utterly gross. If I had seen it I most definitely would have said something. Perhaps they’re just jealous of our ever growing love and bond. Tsk.
when the naturally comforting voice of his lover enters the room he moves his attention onto her long enough until her head touches base with his shoulder. at some point he just as respectfully switched hands to cradle his lit cigarette; wisps of burning smoke making their immediate exit out the scenic window. his now free hand rests on the back of the younger's head to which he presses a long, tender kiss to. the smile he wears is one of loving gratitude, for all he wants to be around is his personified home. he eventually takes another drag off his stress relief vice, lifting his head towards the window to blow out a collection of smoke.
Then we shall stay where we are for the evening. I'd rather not be in a setting where one thinks it's funny to laugh at my admiration for how smart you sounded talking about animals earlier.
I'm coming to hangout with you then, honestly staying home with you sounds great to me.
she walks to where her fiance is, taking a peek outside with a soft smile on her face before turning to look at Matty, taking a step closer and leaning her head onto his shoulder; her cheek gently nuzzling against it.
Yeah no, I'm not feeling the vibe right now. I'm better off being here.
walking towards the living room window he respectfully cracks it open, the cool mid-autumn air automatically kissing his face before he perches himself onto the sill and prepares a cigarette. as he takes his first inhale of its toxins his eyes stare out at the cityscape, directing the blown cloud of smoke towards it.