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Lycidas had watched in silence as Vy ran off to hide behind the counters under the guise of finding a towel, fumbling through the rush of thoughts currently flooding his mind for something to say, before deciding on a simple question, "But-- Why?" Alright so perhaps that wasn't exactly detailed, but he was sure Vy would understand what he meant by it.

"I didn't think you liked me that way." He'd added on in a half mutter, still staring towards the counters at a lack of Vy to look at. He couldn't deny that he was extremely excited by what they could possibly have uncovered with those actions, but at the same time he still seemed to be struggling to get a proper grasp on the situation.

"I don’t get why you apologizing.. I kissed—I mean—yeah" He stumbled around his words a bit before the stopped. Thumbed his fingers around and decided to try again. "I—wanted you to kiss me back.." He admitted, keeping his eyes on his fingers he was still fiddling around with. 

There was a heavy feeling around him, admitting what he did. Vy was still finding ti hard to believe the shape-shifter actually liked him. “You don’t need to be sorry though..” he insisted, immediately noting the mess afterward. “The whisky! I should really clean that up!” He said out loud, climbing off the others lap and rushing into the kitchen area of the small apartment.

Of course, since the apartment was so small he was still able to talk to Ly from where he was at. There was a pretty clear view too, but Vy choose to keep himself hidden behind the counters looking for a towel.

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When they broke off from the kiss, Lycidas had fixed his eyes on the other's features, unsure of exactly what response to give. He'd truly wanted to come up with something witty to ease the sudden wash of tensity he'd felt, but to no avail. Instead, he'd swallowed, and muttered the first thing he could think to reply with, "At least it's not yours..?"

He truly wanted to lean down and close that distance again, but he doubted it was a good idea right now, and so instead he'd loosened his arms slightly, mumbling under his breath as he did, "Sorry, I didn't mean to uh... You know."

Vy showed now sign of resisting, his arms were locked around the others neck and his lips continued with the sloppy rhythm they each had. He lightly pushed his body into the others but finally stopped himself as a hand went for his belt; instead resting the hand on his chest before pulling back from the kiss.

"We spilled the whisky.." was the only thing he was able to utter.

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For the duration of that kiss, Lycidas had been sat perfectly still, staring rather wide eyed at the other figure, his face gradually growing redder by the moment. When it was broken off though, it left him to stare in just as much shock at Vy's features. Was it the drugs? Just heat of the moment? As the moments passed by though, his blush had faded just as soon as it had appeared, replaced by a smile. Even if it was the drugs, a little more of this wasn't really taking advantage, was it?

Before he could allow himself to back out of it, he'd leaned his head forwards, pressing his own lips to Vy's in a soft, yet slightly deepened kiss, his own arms tightening slightly. He promised himself as he brought Vy closer though, that if the other had shown any signs of wanting to stop, even if he was unsure, he wouldn't let himself carry on. Yet for now, he focused solely on the other's lips, working his own against them with a vaguely shaken sigh. He was going to grasp the opportunity while it was there regardless of consequences.

"I know.." He agreed, looking at Ly; gently touching the cheek the other kissed. He wasn’t really sure what he was doing now.. If he wasn’t sure, if he was teasing, or just scared but Lycidas was making it hard to continue whatever idea he had about them. Giving his own thoughts a couple seconds he responded to the other; pressing a kiss against his lips as he moved his arms around his neck to pull himself closer.

Closer.. Its all he wanted was to feel close to the shape shifter. Lycidas was someone who made him feel worth while. someone who Vy wanted to be around. The kiss lasted longer than he intended it to. Finally pulling himself away from the other he was afraid the kiss probably came off as a little despite.

"I—uh—" He only managed to say before he caught the others eyes, his face burning red.

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Sighing quietly under his breath, Lycidas returned the hold when his lap was sat in, listening to Vy's words in silence for a few moments, said silence extending further when he'd paused to think of a response, only to settle on the most simple, and truthful thing that came to mind.

"I'm not leaving."  The words came out in what he hoped was a calming tone, while one hand took to smoothing over the other's spine, head turning to press a soft kiss to the shorter's cheek without really thinking about it before simply remaining in place as he continued, "Even if you get mad at me I won't leave. I don't get hurt that easy-- You've warned me you've got a short temper, so I'm not going to take things personally you know. You should really try to relax around me a bit more..."

"I just don’t want to hurt you." Vy murmured, running his fingers thorough Lycidas’ hair. The brunette continued to stroke the others blonde stands until he sat back up. He then sat himself on Ly’s leg. "People I meet, I treat them like nothing. It’s like I put them down to make myself feel better." He leaned forward laying the tip of his head on the blondes shoulder. "Both my brother and Skippy too.. I don’t know why it’s so hard for me to treat someone nicely; why I’m so quick to anger."

Vy wrapped his around the other. “I just don’t want to hurt anyone else I care about; I don’t want you to leave.”

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"I thought I told you not to talk about yourself like that." A half-frown formed on Lycida's features-- He wasn't mad though, in fact quite the opposite, he always grew rather upset when he'd heard Vy speaking like that. In fact, he'd grown upset to the point that when Vy had stood up, his hands found their way to the other's waist, remaining sat as he held round it, head falling to rest forehead into the other's stomach, "Until I see it for myself I'm not going to believe it- Even if you do end up doing something shitty I still don't want you talking like that."

After a few moments though, he'd let out a sigh, arms slipping away. He was probably fighting a pointless battle, wasn't he? "Just... You're not a shitty person if you still have the ability to be nice to someone."

"I guess you got me there." He finally surrendered, grabbing his pipe back. "But I am kind of a shitty person all around. The more you stick around the more you’ll realize." He placed the pipe to his lips and inhaled as he burned the contents inside the opposite end. "It’s just how I am." he said, smoke following his words.

"So yeah, I guess a few nice word have made me blush before." he admitted, giving a smile; coughing a little in his hands. "But you’re the only one who knows. I like to keep a tough rep’." he teased, laying his pipe back on the bed stand.

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"Well-- That doesn't count because it's not something personal!"  He'd argued back in a whine of sorts, swatting the bottle out of the other's grasp to bring it up to his own lips, taking a few deep swigs. God knows he felt like he needed it if Vy was going to start teasing him, letting out a small huff when the bottle was lowered away from his mouth again.

"LIke-- How would you react if someone said that they liked you exactly how you are on the inside when your whole life was based around your appearance? You'd blush too, wouldn't you?" He at least hoped that this lie would be believable. He could tell already that the other didn't believe him, but he wasn't about to point it out.

"So someone being nice to you will make you blush?" Vy repeated dryly, no really believing that to be true. He had an idea of what was really going on but it was more fun to tease him about it for a little bit.

"So if I told uh—" he looked around the room. "—Ah, Thank you for getting me the whisky you should go into a big blushing fit." he grinned, watching the other swinging the neck of the bottle in his hands. 

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Lycidas couldn't help but release another laugh at the other's surprise, his hands making a circle in the air as he attempted to explain the differences to the outdoor and indoor kinds, "Yeah, the indoor ones are sort of like these half-bubble shapes most of the time. You hang them from a ceiling beam, or you can get them with a stand- I don't trust that kind though." With the question of sturdiness, he'd let out a small hum of thought, accompanied with a somewhat puzzled frown, "I'm not sure. I guess it depends on how strong the beam is, as well as the seat. I know the hanging ones are usually pretty strong though."

With his thoughts suddenly tugged off course by the comment of his fluster though, Lycidas had stopped laughing almost instantly- Was it really every time? Besides, it was Vy's fault he got flustered over it, he'd reminded himself. The other male always seemed to bring it up in the nicest way, or a way that left Lycidas feeling rather silly in the pleasant sense of the word. Even if his reason for blushing this time was because of what Lycidas had 'mistaken' as a confession.

"Well I guess it's your fault for being so nice about it." He lied.

"You can put those indoors?" Vy asked a little shocked by the information he just heard. it took him a minute to force his mind to imagine how one of those would look inside a house but it didn’t take him too long to respond. "Sounds great! How sturdy will it be?" he immediately asked afterwards. Not because he was planning on tearing it up but he was actually curious about it’s weight limit. The buzz was just getting to him.

Vy slipped the bottle of whisky from Lycidas’ hand; taking a swig of the bitter alcohol for himself. “You always get flustered and red like that when people talk about your other forms.” he smiled, setting the bottle on his own lap.

”..Idiot.”

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While he wouldn't admit it, he'd found that little speech to be incredibly touching, to the point that his own face had begun to burn up, heart skipping for a moment at the comment Vy had made of liking him, though it soon left him feeling rather stupid when he'd heard the 'pal' added to it's end-- What was he expecting? They were friends, he'd reminded himself sternly.

Thankfully, his fluster was quick to fade at the mention of a lava lamp, replacing blush with a laugh, "Lava lamp it is then! So I'll be needing a table to keep it on too, I guess. That's two things." Even if Vy hadn't wanted him to be doing things just to please him, that was the way Lycidas was, and so he chose to ignore words about his form, as well as about his home, "Hey, what do you think of those indoor swinging seat things?"

"You know you don’t have to set yourself a certain way because of me." He started leaning closer to Lycidas as he spoke, keeping the other in his sight. "I remember you mentioning you keep that form because I’m used to it and I don’t know anything about being a shape-shifter but if anything is more comfortable for you than I’d rather you do that than please me. I don’t care if you have a million faces, I like you.” He broke his concentration on the other turning away as his face started to turn pink. “Pal.” He quickly added before taking another taking another hit from his pipe.

"Same with you’re house— Actually about the house— Lava lamp, man."

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"I added carpet and curtains- I thought it might make it more comfy for you. That's about it thought." Lycidas replied, hand slipping round to set the bottle into Vy's lap once the cap was screwed back in place, "I was actually thinking of asking you if there was anything in particular you think I should get." Obviously what he'd said before now about Vy being his only visitor was actually true.

"Oh that-- Well I.. Y'know. Things." He really didn't feel like going into detail, but the tension of the question was at least replaced with a returning smile after just a couple of moments as he forced a sigh past his lips, "I don't know, this body just couldn't handle it all that well the other day."

Vy turned to him and grinned. “I won’t argue you with that; does that mean we get to go back to your place?” He chuckled before taking a hit. “Is it still as empty as it was before or did you actually fill it with furniture while you were gone?” He joked his voice a little raspy; he managed another chuckle though.

"So what happened the other night? What made you want to take a break?"

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"Well I like it, it's cute." He'd chuckled slightly, though he was entirely serious in that part at least. In the time it took for Vy to reach for the drawer, Ly had cracked open the bottle of whiskey, raising it to his lips to take a couple of swigs before lowering that glass neck away from his lips with a content hum of enjoyment, only to give a small shake of his head,

"It's fine, you use it. I kind of overdid myself the other night so I'm giving that kind of thing a break just for a couple of days." Regardless though, he'd leaned over as the male was filling the pipe, leaning slightly into the shorter's shoulder, "Besides, I'm pretty sure that the next time it's both of us doing this it's my turn to provide.~"

"My brother gave him to me." Vy grinned, pushing his hair back behind his ear. "I just keep him under my bed for safe keeping, he;s kind of my comfort zone. I once got so high I thought he was real." Vy chuckled, he wasn’t sure if he should have told Lycidas the truth about the stuffed lion. Maybe it would have been awkward for him to know he still keeps a treasure of his past relationship or though he wasn’t interested or maybe he was just playing with him.

"Money is tight so all I have is weed." he said, changing the subject quickly; taking out a small baggie and a pipe from his bed stand. "I hope that’s okay." He scoot close to the shape-shifter removing some of the contents from bag into the pipe. "I guess I do have whisky, though." he smiled, grabbing a lighter.

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[AMA ask me anything] Is the smell of Vys apartment really unnoticeable? Even with Vy there? are U LYING?

"I’m not lying at all. It’s a little embarrassing to admit it, but Vy’s scent is way too nice for me to notice how his apartment smells."

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"Ah, whiskey, I feel spoiled.~" He'd replied with a laugh once the other had moved away again, and he definitely wasn't about to refuse the offer even if it wasn't Vy's to give away- it wouldn't be the first time that he'd stolen drinks after all -leaving him to crouch in front of the fridge, grabbing the bottle before inviting himself to sit on the edge of Vy's bed.

Perhaps unfortunately for Vy, Lycidas noticed the lion before it was fully out of sight and had every intention of bringing it up since it was the last thing he'd expected to see in the other's apartment, and so he did just that, "So who does Mr. Lion belong to, huh?"

Feeling the others face against his hair made him stop for a moment. He knew the smell of his apartment lingered on him since he lived here and the last thing he wanted was Ly to get a nose full of it. The brunette tried to keep himself groomed; when he wasn’t completely strung out on drugs or anything like that. He hoped the scent of his shampoo was detected in his hair other than his apartment.

Luckily Ly didn’t seem to mind, Vy watched him walk ahead and followed until his arms were grabbed by the other and he was pulled into another hug. “I missed you too, Ly. I really did.” he responded, wrapping his arms around the taller mans waist and he nuzzled into his chest. “So lets catch up.” He said before once again breaking the hug and moving toward his bed as he pushed some junk to the floor.

"I actually have some Whisky in the fridge; grab a bottle if you want some guy left his shit after a party," He mentioned as he stuffed a plush lion under his bed.

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I Need Entertainment

ANONYMOUS TIME!!!! (or ask in character!)

HYE have you ever?

FMK fuck marry kill

KHC kiss hug cuddle

NML a night, a month or for life?

AMA ask me anything

HON hot or not?

WWY well would you?

WYR would you rather? 

TOD truth or dare?

SMW ship me with?

TOT this or that?

WIS who I ship? (with myself, or with others — specify) 

or anything else hilariously entertaining you can think of! 

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"Oh yeah, you reek." He teased in return, waiting for the door to be opened before striding forwards, burying features into the top of the shorter figure's head, taking an inhale of the scent- unexpectedly pleasant he had to admit -before pulling back with a smirk, "Jeez, I can't even tell if it's you or the apartment I'm smelling."

Letting out a chuckle, he'd proceeded to invite himself inside- it seemed he'd missed the place just about as much as he'd missed Vy, or at least as close to it as an inanimate thing could come when compared to an animate one. Sighing in content, he'd reached to grab Vy's hands, tugging in an attempt to pull his friend into another of those hugs, "I really did miss you."

"Catching up sounds good." Vy agreed, smiling up at him. The grungy apartments were now coming into view. The brunette grinned giving Ly a small nudge in the side. "What was with the crack earlier about not noticing my apartment smell with me there?" he asked, trying to stop his cheeks from lighting up. "Are you saying I smell worse?" He joked, he really did appreciate what he was saying though.

"I’m kidding. I—I think it’s kind of sweet really." He admitted, before he walked ahead to his apartment door as he dug the key out of his pocket and unlocked it. "Here it is." He dryly announced as he opened the door.

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"As long as you're there I doubt I'll even notice the smell." He'd stated aloud, though almost immediately finding himself letting out a laugh at the cheesiness of his own words. With the other beginning to walk, Lycidas hadn't hesitated to follow along, keeping arm over the shorter's shoulder in the process. Giving a subconscious squeeze to his hold when he slipped into consideration of possibilities for a few moments, only for it to be followed by a slight shrug, "I have no idea to be honest, maybe just catch up."

While he wouldn't admit it, Lycidas would have been quite happy to feel the hold returned, it was always pleasant in his mind when Vy was near, so an actual physical closeness only improved things further, hence the smile refusing to leave his lips as they walked.

"I think you’re absence has altered you memory of my apartment, once you come back you’re not going to miss the smell." He teased; chuckling as he started walking in the direction of his apartment. Vy liked having Lycidas’ arm around his shoulders; he liked feeling close to him. The idea of wrapping his arm around the other’s waist came to mind but he didn’t want to in case the other wan’t interested in him like that.

Instead he leaned his head on the other; hoping the other wouldn’t mind too much or think he was trying anything to romantic; even though getting close to him was his intention. “What would you like to do instead?”

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