“Oh, of course,”
Antonio replies dismissively, pausing for only a moment. Just one.
“— Ow! Fuck,” He swears, suddenly dropping down to clutch at his foot. Tripped. Very clearly. Over nothing.
@arustingheart "You first."
Erik raises a brow, posing the challenge. This is no fairty tale land, this is where dreams go to die. But, the sentiment is nice.
@arustingheart "You're not trying hard enough," a small smirk has taken hold of the mutant's lips.
A hand reaches up, fingers forward onto Antonio's cheek with gentle intention.
"Eyelash."
Hm, I suddenly-- have
amnesia. I don't recall carrying you bridal-style to your California king and tucking you in carefully, and tucking pillows around your injured foot.
No, not at all.