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( TEXT. ) backdated to 04/07 at like ass in the morning

[herocomplex]

HEY BUD!!!!!
just checking in with u
u know
making sure things are chill with u and shit

i totes have other friends im texting u feel me bro
just doin my good duty of goin around and uhhhhhhh checking in ig????
its not like im supes lonely or nothing just can't sleep maybe???

yea something like that ANYWAY
txt me back asap ok dude!!!

do you think this gremlin ever really sleeps

[garb4ge]

Yeah, this is definitely a thing people do during the wee hours of the morning.

You're either an astonishingly great typist when you've been getting wasted, or you're actually saying you're just lonely.

Things, as you say, are not all that 'chill', but at least I can pick up from the furry crowd, now. Maybe I can see what all the fuss is about.

we just don't know

[herocomplex]

oh fuck dude
that sucks ass

butt i mean
guess that means im coming over amirite

_{[ Please. He's sprouted ears and he's terrified but he's too prideful to talk to any of the other nations about this. ]}

too late im already out the door!!!

[garb4ge]

Uh

Are you saying that me having a fucking tail makes you want to come over here? Because I don't kink shame, but I'm a little surprised...

[Good God. Klaus at least knows the 'terrified and overwhelmed texting' style well enough by now to see what's going on, so he grumbles and tries to roll himself out of bed to try and find pants.]

text: backdated to 5/10

[stormchasing]

[Yasha still has no idea about text etiquette, so she's gonna wing it.]

hi. how are you?

[nailed it]

[garb4ge]

[Klaus has no text etiquette, which is probably why the return message comes at about 2:40am.]

i think i broke my toe giving someone a blowjob

[Speaking of 'nailed it'.]

[stormchasing]

[Yasha barely sleeps most nights, so she's surprisingly awake to receive it.]

that sucks.

i could heal that for you.

plays despacito i guess.

[amant]

[ Is it Cordis? Is it the triple moon? We don't care.

What we do care about is that it's about 7PM when Klaus gets a text. A quick Hello, stranger ♡ is followed by a picture. Let's just say that it's the kind of dick pic you would expect from France. The composition is thoughtful. The lighting perfection. It's not the crude "YO BITCH THIS IS MY DICK WANSUMMMMFUC?!"

I mean, there is a dick. It's a nice dick. But this is classy. He's spoiling your dinner by looking like a snack. At least, the portion of his body (from neck to hip) is a generous sampling. God what a gross purple-prose description of an artsy dick pic help. ]

I'm trying to decide what I should wear out to dinner tonight... suggestions?

Quiero desnudarte a besos baby

[garb4ge]

[Is it just sausage Saturday? The world may never know.

Well, it's definitely the classiest dick picture that he's ever gotten. Not that there isn't a place for a picture of someone's cock literally shoved against a brick wall outside a club or something, but -- well. A little variety is nice.]

You know, that really depends on your intended dinner partner

Best to tailor your style accordingly, yeah?

i hate that i'm listening to this on repeat damn it.

[amant]

[ Manhood Monday, Touch-Me Tuesday, Wild Wednesday, Thirsty Thu--- oh. Yeah it is Thirstday isn't it? He can always find a nice wall, but everyone's a critic.

And he doesn't want to go to space jail for public indecency. He's too pretty. ]

Look at you. So thoughtful! Hypothetically speaking, if you were my dinner partner, what would you like to see me in?

text;

[undeserted]

hi. It's Keith
text me back if you want
I guess

text;

[garb4ge]

You're kind of the last person I'd expect to slide into my DMs, man.

Not a complaint. Sup?

[undeserted]

Nothing.
I just wanted to say
thanks
for helping me get home the other night

That's all

( ACTION, right to the good stuff. ) JUNE 6TH, EVENING.

[herocomplex]

<sub>[ It's not every person that America gets to greet with a kiss when they come to his apartment door, but Klaus is definitely one of them. His room mate is unfortunately out for the night (Klaus will have to share stoner theories with him another time), but that makes it easier for those simple kisses to turn into something deeper and more passionate in the privacy of his own apartment.

The great part about wearing fancy clothing is the opportunity to take it all off and although Alfred does love the way he looks in formal clothing, he's pretty eager to get himself out of it after wearing it all day, along with what was going to follow after that.

Klaus of all people has been the one who probably has noticed a growth in America's confidence when it comes to this kind of thing-- his kisses more assertive and his touches more confident. He's guiding the brunette forward as he steps further back into his living room, his soft lips working fervently against his partner's, the flat of his tongue swiping a few times before pushing forward to tease the other's tongue. Klaus is easily guided by Alfred tugging at his tie having already removed the blazer from the other man. He breaks off their kiss just for a moment to mutter against him. ]</sub>

So, uh.. the couch.. it should be fine. That's what I want.

_{[ He loves his couch, okay? He probably sleeps on it more than he does on his bed. ]}

[garb4ge]

[This has always come easy to Klaus, but it's unusual for him to find himself with the same person over and over. Just like at the hot springs, he's content for now to just ignore that fact -- Alfred's lips and tongue are doing a splendid job distracting him -- and he can't help the smirk that spreads over his lips once the other man tugs at his tie.]

You want me to fuck you into the sofa.

[He tips his head down to nip Alfred's neck right up against his Adam's apple -- yes, he remembers it's sensitive -- and slides one hand down to rest on Alfred's hip, pressing up flush against the blonde so that he can feel exactly how great an idea Klaus's body thinks that is.

The formal pants are tight on him to begin with, and the heady arousal he's already feeling is -- well. It's nice having someone who's eager for him, specifically.]

[herocomplex]

Hahaha! Uh..

_{[ Into the sofa? Yeah, he supposes that is one way to put it. A part of him is kind of nervous (nobody is surprised) but it hardly takes any time for him to feel exactly what he's dealing with. It also doesn't take him long to start removing his own clothing, the blazer and tie of his dropping to the ground carelessly. ]}

I mean, yeah, I guess that's what I am saying. I mean, it's a great sofa and all. I think you'll like it.

_{[ America reaches over and starts to take off Klaus' necktie, nibbling on his own lower lip before he flicks his gaze up to the other man. ]}

Just don't be too messy or anything, 'kay? I play video games out here and don't want to deal with stains that I can't get out.

( TEXT. ) post july event, idk when but after that

[pubertytwice]

_{[ Someone went on a rescue mission because he was concerned and didn't see Klaus around, so he's texting him.. not because he's worried or anything like that. He's absolutely worried. ]}

Out of common courtesy, I'm sending a message to ensure you didn't get yourself killed or something like that. Went through the whole sacrificial grounds; didn't see you there. I take it that was a good sign.

text; 4agoodtime

[garb4ge]

Oh my god

--

I was going to say that just because I got myself accidentally kidnapped once doesn't mean I'm going to make it a habit, but I really can't make that kind of statement with confidence

So yeah

I'm fine, so is Ben.

[Awwww, look who's got feelings.]

[pubertytwice]

Good. Something less for me to worry about.

_{[ He's not going to mention he assisted several people that he didn't even care about because that's soft, but.. he did. ]}

You don't learn from your mistakes, so I just had to make sure. Seems like you're still enjoying life here.

video;

[freshtilapia]

[Sometime at the start of September, Fish sends Klaus a video of them looking pretty worried.]

Klaus? We sent you an invitation to our housewarming party, but you didn't come... have you been alright? Just... pretty worried...

... and I guess we miss you, too.

Video;

[garb4ge]

[The video that comes in response is a solid twelve hours or so later, and Klaus looks -- tired, mostly -- at least he doesn't seem intoxicated, or like he's coming down off something.]

--Shit. Yeah, I missed that, didn't I? Fuck me.

[He ruffles his own hair and lets out a huff.]

It's just been -- a real month, that's all. I'm still around.

[freshtilapia]

Klaus!

[ There’s visible relief in Fish’s face. ]

I’m so glad you’re still around. It’s been rough for Molly lately, too. What happened on your end?

( ACTION. ) SEPTEMBER 6th

[herocomplex]

A few months have gone by since they've been "official" ... whatever that meant, and a few weeks have gone by since Klaus' brother disappeared. Of course, America (and Tony, I guess) opened up his apartment anytime Klaus wanted to stay over. This happened to be one of those times.

Of course, it's the first day of Cordis, and America has blissfully forgotten until now, so when he rolls over to bury himself in the other man and finds fur, he rolls back over on his back. As usual, America's ears and tail have reappeared. Lazily, he speaks to nobody as his blue eyes search the ceiling.

"Fuuuuuuuuck this shit."

Out of bed he tumbles, only to circle around to the other side where the brunette is sleeping. He crouches down and ruffles Klaus' hair. Sleepily, he speaks through a yawn.

"Hey, buddy, we slept in late. Wanna get up with me?"

Any remaining mourning Klaus may have in regards to Ben's vanishing have been pretty oblivious to Alfred until this point.

[garb4ge]

Waking up to an empty apartment had already in itself been a shock -- Ben hadn't exactly been known to wander around without excessive prodding from his brother -- so he'd already felt unstable when he'd gone to check on him. When he'd found the room virtually empty, without so much as a note from his brother, the ice-cold prickle up his spine had flooded down the rest of his back.

He's been dreaming about that exact scene again when Alfred leans in to ruffle his hair -- he doesn't pull away from the touch, but he does curl tighter up into the bed with a soft mumble, his tail wrapping around him. He actually whimpers. Everything feels so much more in Cordis. When he peers out from the blankets, he's bleary-eyed.

"Mm. Alternate suggestion -- wanna stay in bed for the next three days?"

[herocomplex]

This was sort of a strange response from Klaus, but especially Klaus on Cordis. If he remembers correctly, they're typically both pretty flirtatious and giddy. His lips downturn, head cocking to a shoulder. His hand shifts from the mop of brown curls to scritch at one of Klaus' ears affectionately.

"Haha, uh, not really, babe. There's a lot of stuff I still gotta do! There's stuff you gotta do too, right?"

A small smile appears on his mouth.

"Don't make me make you get out of bed."

Oh God.