hatesthefood: (Drowsy)
Ken Hidaka ([personal profile] hatesthefood) wrote2011-06-05 08:54 pm
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Mmmm.... is there a reason I need to get off this bed? It's so warm. And soft.

[In the background, a barking dog can be heard, but Ken doesn't bother to correct the noisemaker. In fact, he sounds like he couldn't care less.]

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[identity profile] cry-reaper.livejournal.com 2011-06-06 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[And that's a little strange right there. But she runs her fingers through again, scratching a little.]

You need a haircut, love.

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[identity profile] cry-reaper.livejournal.com 2011-06-07 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
[The purring is a little disturbing and she lifts her hand, looking down at him.]

Are you alright? You're starting to sound like Keres.

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[identity profile] cry-reaper.livejournal.com 2011-06-11 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
You're acting a bit like her, too.

[She moves away a little warily, beginning to suspect that he's cursed.]

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[identity profile] cry-reaper.livejournal.com 2011-06-11 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[That's a little creepy, to be honest. But she stops moving away.]

You certainly are.

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[identity profile] cry-reaper.livejournal.com 2011-06-11 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Testing her theory, she places her hand on his head again, drawing her fingers through the dark hair.]

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[identity profile] bladed-siberian.livejournal.com 2011-06-11 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[And even if he's not really watching her now, he still rolls his head towards the fingers, purring softly as he lets his eyes close.]

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[identity profile] cry-reaper.livejournal.com 2011-06-11 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Ken, love, you're purring.

[She's leaning over and whispering in his ear.]