sounds like a lot of work . much more than keeping up with being a philanthropist &&. a billionaire . ( irony strikes his vocals, but kept in a good faith . he rests his forehead against clark’s, humming . )
i’ve been having to go to different planets, lately, specifically because these weird gangs would terrorize the people there. *returning nose-nuzzles, purring lightly.
why are we not seeing each other more then .. ? ( head lifts ever so slightly, their eyes eventually lock together &&. noses bump against each other . ) wouldn’t be so bad ..
( too much endorphins now . it felt like his whole body weakened, awkwardly returning his efforts &&. leaning into his embrace . ) you’re adorable .. like a golden retriever i’ve never had before .
you love it though. *burying face down into the crook of his neck, muffled talking. you’re so cool, and i admire your unphasedness when fighting crime.