"Mmm.. Suppose that's true." he replies and kisses his forehead.
Hush Now, Little Hero~ (O/O) (Closed, Stalkers Welcome)
"So are we like… a thing now? Is this a thing?" Scipio asked quietly.
"I suppose it is, my little rose." He replies, smiling at the other and offering a kind smile.
"Alright, cool… just making sure." Scipio gently kissed Tyr's jaw, unable to reach his lips from this position.
Tyr tilted his head down so he could kiss the other properly. His hands are secure around the others waist.
Scipio relaxed a bit into Tyr's touch, though he was still quite sore. He kept control of the situation as best he could.
Tyr sighed softly in thought. Shade perked and whined before pawing at the door. Tyr looked over at her.
Scipio glanced between Shade and Tyr curiously. "You gonna let her out?"
Tyr nods before standing and walking to the door. He lets her out before she bolts, barking madly. He raises a brow before returning to Scipio's side.
"Ugh… I feel like shit…" Scipio whined, rolling onto his back. "Everything huuuurts…"
"It's okay, love." he whispers and kisses his forehead. "I've got you." He ran a hand through his hair.
Scipio noticeably relaxed a bit, but he kept quietly whining because he's a dramatic little fuck and an attention whore.
ME//
Tyr laughed and kissed at his neck gently, his hands rubbing his arms and sides. "You're clingy today." he laughs gently and kisses behind his ear.
Scipio shivered, closing his eyes. "Mm… clingy. Sounds like me." He melted into Tyr's touch, realizing how much he enjoyed it. He didn't really get contact like this before he came here.
Tyr was a rather affectionate person when you weren't on the opposing team. And it was no secret that he loved Scipio. "Certainly does."
"Love me." Scipio clung to Tyr like a koala, huffing indignantly.
(Scipio: attention whore bitch boy)
Tyr laughs before spreading kisses all over his face and holding him lovingly. "I love you." He mutters.
"Good." Scipio said simply, humming. He seemed pretty comfortable at least. "Right back at you, I guess."
He chuckles as he holds the other, humming a gaelic tune. He was relaxed and happy.
"…Isn't this a little weird?" He asked after a bit, his accent laced within the words more strongly than usual from tiredness. "Like, you kidnapped me, and now we're cuddling or some shit."
Tyr peeps an eye open from it slowly closing. "I suppose… But I am glad you are not hurt anymore. And I apologize for my actions." He mutters softly.
Scipio shrugged, looking down at his bandaged wrists. "While that statement is incorrect, I suppose you are forgiven anyways."