𝓚𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐍.

on  quick  feet  he’s  (  read  ;  trying  )  
            to  fix  whatever  he  toppled  over  ,
            only  for  it  to  not  stand  upright  ,
            teeth  grit  in  annoyance  ;  defeat 
            was  presumed  against  a  fight
            of  an  inanimate  object  .
            
             like  seriously  ?  he’s  fought
            people  and  won  in  situations 
            way  worse  than  this  .
            
            completely  unaware  of  that
            he  was  approaching  ,  the  light 
            causing  him  to  freeze  midst 
            manoeuvre  ;  slowly  turning 
            around  ,  arms  flailing  up  in
            surrender  .
            
              “  this  —  uh  -  “  speak  ,  goddamnit  , 
            say  something  .
              “ isn’t 
               what  it  looks  like  - ?  “

@moralmissions      he’d laid for perhaps a minute before he’d jumped at whatever had just been knocked over. he sat up quite quickly, breath hitching. was that potato being a little shit again? it’s almost every night that his neighbors cat is always making a mess in his apartment. and for what reason?! hell, kanan would never know.
            
            pushing himself off of the couch, he trudged his way towards the thud sound. he just prayed that potato hadn’t knocked over anything important, anything breakable. because if he had, ohhh, his neighbors would never hear the end of it. flicking on the light switch to his hallway, he wasn’t sure what he was expecting to see. 

the  brunette  froze  as  his  
            senses  tingled  to  the  key  
            turning  in  the  lock  .
            eye  peering  around  the  
            corner  ,  gaze  falling  to  a  
            familiar  sight  of  the  boy  . 
            he  couldn’t  help  but  stare
              for  a  moment ,  treed  ,  
            frozen  in  place  ,
            lips  part  as  if  wanting  to  
            speak  ,  but  the  audibility
            of  words was  completely
            silent  ,  he  didn’t  remember 
            him  . .  now  wasn’t  the  time  .
              his  heart  sunk  .
            with  a  shake  to  his  head 
            he’s  back  to  his  mission  ;
            headed  toward  his  room
            on  quiet  feet  ,  yet  of  course 
            nothing  ever  went  smoothly  ,
            knocking  something  over  to
            cause  a  thud  as  he  entered  .
            cursing  under  his  breath  .

@barbaricyore 
            /       hehehe pls 

/  i’ll get to them when i can, but i’ll be working a 10/12 hour shift tonight so it’ll be SLOW responses.

okay  ,  weirdo  ,
              i’ll  let  you  think  that  .

id:   @moralmissions 
            x-fics? and i’ll have you know that facts about hashtags are not all that i read about, thank you. i just like to read pretty much anything and everything.

and  i  thought  i  was 
              weird  ,  reading  x  -  fics  ,  no  ,  
              my  boyfriend  reads  facts  about
              hashtags  .

good  point  . .
               wheres  the  med - kit  ?

id:   @moralmissions 
            you need me in the now? i’m here in the now and right now, you’re hurt! it feels like you’ve got a fractured rib. how do you expect me NOT to worry about you?

i  know  . .  
               and  i  can’t  promise  you
               that  i  wont  .
              which  is  why  i  -  need  you  in  the  now  .
               
                if  it  ever  does  ,  we  figure  it  out  ,  then  .

slumping  down  against  him  ,
            exhaling  a  breath  of  air  ,  mostly 
            in  content  now   that  he  had  the
            other  in  his  presence  .
              he’s  quiet  for  a  moment  ,  thinking  .
             
             “  i  dont  know  why  —- “  he  mutters ,
              “  m’sorry  - “ 
            
              honestly  ;  he  just  didn’t  know
             how  to  fall  asleep  alone  anymore  .
              

id:   @moralmissions 
            his arms don’t hesitate to wrap around the other, pulling him so close that he’s almost dragging peter on top of him. “wanna talk about why you can’t sleep, or do you just want silence?”

without  question  ;  he’s  
             waddling  over  ,  crawling 
             up  beside  the  other  .

yeah  that’s  probably  —
              a  good  idea  .  sure  .
             thank  you  —-

id:   @moralmissions 
            how about i just go get you the clothes and if you want them, you can have them?

. . uh  ,  i’ll  dry ,
               maybe  ,  probably  —

he hated in having to leave him ; it’s the last thing he 
            ever wanted  to do .
              the countless nights of patrol  , or said classes in 
            having to without much thought ; 
            
              he never looks behind him as he leaves .
            
             a pain , lingers every time , days fall a little 
            less bright without him at his side , that was
             bearable . 
            
             but something was different this
             morning . 
              he didn’t want to go , he couldn’t find
             the strive to move . 
             
             it’s not like the class was compulsory . . right ? 
            well , if not showing once or twice within a long
             while , he figured ,  it couldn’t hurt .
            
             so instead , his arms tighten  around his lovers frame , 
            shifting groggily as calloused digits trace up the ridges 
            of his back , reaching the hairs at the nape of his neck ,
            dark hues fluttering open to look up at him like 
            a lovesick fool .

id:   @moralmissions 
            getting to sleep in was the biggest plus side of having graduated earlier than he was supposed to. at least to kanan, anyway. and given that bad must always come with good, the bad part about it was that peter still had to go to classes, which meant he had to wake up alone most nights. yeah, that was never fun. but he liked to bask in the presence of his boyfriend while he could, attempting to nuzzle closer to his neck as if that would really prevent him from leaving.