2kutz

[2kutz]

Sandeul was tense; Tukutz could feel the tightness in his soft shoulders as he dropped the hand that had been over his mouth. The fear in his soft brown eyes said enough. He wasn't going to yell. 

"Did you eat yet?" He kept his voice still the calm monotone as he guided the younger back down the sidewalk, hand stroking the back of his neck. "We can stop for something on the way back."

The student only nodded in response, following exactly what the male said. He looked at the other with slightly wide eyes, very confused. He just didnt want to be hurt.. God knows no one could’ve given him the assurance that he wasn’t going to be.

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Fan - Epik High

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One hand curled into the back of Sandeul's collar, the other clamping over his mouth. Tukutz isn't entirely sure what he has in mind - just that it doesn't include Sandeul being where people can hear him. "Nope, nope, relock it-" His voice was as mild as his face, but also c o l d. "We're going for a walk."

Sandeul was panting heavily once he arrived a few minutes later. He bowed deeply to the male before fumbling to grab his key from the pocket of his backpack. “I didn’t mean to take..take so long, I’m sorry.” The student replied, pushing the door open with his shoulder. It was rather jammed and made a mental note to get it checked out.

[2kutz]

He waits outside the dorm, sitting next to the door, his face calm- but there's something about his expression, his body language, that seems to be telling others coming in and out of the dorm that he's not to be messed with. Or talked to. Or looked at, in general.  And so, he waits. 

[text to: duckchild] make it twenty minutes and you’ll have a check mark in the nopain column. 

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[text to: duckchild] make it twenty minutes and you'll have a check mark in the no pain column. 

[text to: duckchild] what time are you home

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[text to: duckchild] what time are you home

2kutz replied to your post:[text] Either way I’m going to make you scream my name by the end of the night.

[text to: duckchild] that all depends on how tonight goes, now, doesn’t it?

[text to: scary tukutz] yes, it does.

[2kutz]

"Why not?" One hand lifts to curl under a soft jaw before Tukutz leans in to breath at a smooth jaw. "If I wait for you to screw up, I get....bored. You don't want to see what happens when I'm bored." He nips, once, then shoves Sandeul back against the door. "You'd look pretty with a collar, don't you think?"

Turning his head to the side, Sandeul sighed heavily and pressed his hands against the door before they balled into tiny fists. Despite his fustration, his voice was (as always) quiet and calm. “I’m not some animal who needs to be told what I do. I know what I’m doing..I haven’t messed up yet, please, sir, don’t assume that I will.” You’re only ruining it.

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DJ Tukutz

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You better.

//finally reaches out to ruffle your hair, roughly//

Let's get dinner or something. C'mon.

{’ turning around, he gives you the deepest bow ever, if he went any lower his nose would have touched the floor } Thank you very much, sir. I will remember your kindness and mercy.

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No, not usually, I blew up the only person with the guts to keep me on my stomach. 

//smiles tight as he backs up, tsking again//

Kinky, for such a pretty face. But you're skinny enough, bet you could if you wanted to.

{`waves off the offensive comment, having been used to that particular insult since his middle school days}

I’ll have you know that my ass was created for easy access— what’s your excuse? Do you bottom a lot too?

{`clicks his tongue, obviously unfazed}

If you so much as think about hitting my face, I’ll drag you back into the kitchen, shove you into an oven and eat you, myself.

{`his face was serious business. Jinyoung was never a violent guy, but fuck with his face and you’re a goner.}

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because i didn't think to get you a new one. what, I just blew up our boss, you honestly think my first thought is going to be "oh I should get my husband a new ring?"

//frowns and pokes his toes against your belly//

that would imply i was not the world's worst husband and we all know that's a damn dirty lie.

/lays limply against your boots, pouting at you like a kicked cat. because he is, in fact, a kicked cat.;

then why didn’t you get me a new one? he’s dead.

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//brings his feet up to rabbit-kick you off of him, scowling and giving up halfway through, boots pressed to stomach//

got you a ring, Minsik said it was tacky and confiscated it. 

the restaurant wouldn’t be open for that long.

/wriggles unhappily until he breaks his ears free so he can nuzzle on up into your neck with a grin;

six years and you didn’t get me a ring?

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//grabs your ears and pulls your head back//

nope I am breaking up with you you forgot our sixth anniversary and I waited at that restaurant for twelve hours and it is really hard to keep a snake in a bouquet of flowers for that long. 

//pouts up at you, bottom lip wibbling//

you can’t break up with me, we’re married.

/nuzzles into your chest like a fuzzy cat trying to play cute with its owner only for the purpose of acquiring some second rate Friskies out of a can;

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no, nice ass is a good compliment but you look like you've got about as much of one of them as I do--

//leans over the counter, nose to nose, grinning a bit sharply//

Will you have nice eyes if I make one of them black--?

Uhhhh—

{`snorts in laughter, reaching up to brush loose strands of hair out of his eyes, revealing crinkles induced by the sudden burst of emotion. the smirk across his face only grows in volume and as he runs a digit along a seemingly flawless jawline, he states simply,} Well, I mean, it’s not like I’m looking in a mirror currently, so yeah— nice eyes is what you get.

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