bloodbound. (earinor & akira)

    • "That doesn't sound very convincing, but I'll take you up on it, then!" Was Richard scared of his dad of all people? Honestly, there was nothing to be scared of when it came to Shuren - he was quite the eccentric guy, that was something almost everyone knew, but aside from that, there weren't many shortcomings on his part. If anything, wasn't it more like his old man being somebody that, not only denied himself any and all human contact he thought of as hostile? Whatever, Shuren could be weird, Yujin knew that too - but he'd never be scared of his own father, he was lacking a reason to and just thinking about it made him wonder if nobody shared that sentiment. "Missed my chance, what a bummer", the wolf complained, as if he couldn't get quite the opportunity to ruin Richard later - it all was a matter of time, of patience, nothing else and as long as he didn't seriously waste it, there was nothing wrong with thinking about it for a bit too long. Why did he like the blonde so much in the first place? Was it because no matter what, he'd always find himself doing stupid stuff in one way or the other? Or was it because all of this was just hilariously dumb in its own way? "You want to break it again sometime? Actually, I shouldn't even give you the opportunity and break yours for a change.", he merely joked, but who knew?

      "If I tied both of us up, we'd need someone to help us and if I can't move as well, we'd be as good as useless. Maybe just gagging and blindfolding on my part, I can still take that off if I need to." Who would he even ask? Quan? By the gods, he really didn't want someone as snarky and stupid as the brunette watching him and Richard do something out of the ordinary, or even rigging the situation so he'd get something out of that too - actually, Yujin did find that embarrassing. "When do I not curse at you?" Most of the time, but he did have quite the loose mouth when Richard was being mean to him, or anyone else for that matter. Did that mean he had no manners? Probably not, but it also meant he was shit at holding back. "It didn't feel bad, you can do it again.", he concluded. What next? Maybe he'd just give Richard a permission slip to show up at the castle whenever, to do whatever he wanted, even if it sounded silly and he knew that the sole reason the sheep would even come there wasn't exactly him but rather the baths. "Hey, that sounds like I'd fuck anyone out in the open! And hm, I don't think I have a lot of preferences? I mean, I do like ruining you a bit, but that can go either way. Does marking you even count?" Why on earth would he even have bitten the blonde if it didn't? He wanted to own him in some form - and that sounded creepy enough. "Okay then, Richard le- hey!", the wolf blabbered upon finding the meat being pulled away from him and in true animal fashion, he bit down a bit harder, only to rip off a piece - the spoils went to the victor, which was Richard in this case. "Why are we like this?", he asked, not really meaning it, and giggling ever so slightly about it.
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "I just don't think there is much to be done and I also don't like people looking at it, let alone touch it...", Richard explained. He hid it from Yujin long enough too, until in a moment of weakness he allowed him to take it off and did so ever since. Richard actually didn't mind if it was Yujin poking around or simply staring at it, but he still hid it from everyone else and even wore it in front of Nayantai who knew what was under the fabric anyway. He just took it off when he went to bed. Besides that he generally didn't like getting too much attention, the same went for a tailor Yujin wanted him to go to. "I don't intend to hurt you again.", Richard answered though he couldn't really promise that. There was more than just a boken nose that happened. He also pushed Yujin against the icy walls of the castle once, hard at that, because he made him angry. well thinking back he did have it coming, after all he acted like Richard was some girl he owned now and he even slapped his ass...

      "Well I could tie you up after we've eaten.", Richard then suggested for tonight. He offered himself up already, he might as well control the situation then, though he truly intended to do a god job next time, not just tease Yujin until he got angry. "You're right, you curse quite a lot, but you always translate it to Adrestian for whatever reason. That's strange." Maybe Adrestian words sounded better? He doubted Silessian wolves used them though. If Yujin cursed around his friends in Adrestian, no one would understand it probably. "It'll leave marks though. What happened last time? Did your girlfriend notice anything?", he asked. After all he had bitten Yujins neck and left some hickeys. First they tried not to, but in the end Yujin didn't really seem to care about his girlfriend too much. Maybe he even dumped her meanwhile. "You told me you blew one of your friends in front of your other friends already, so yeah...", Richard pointed out, then nodded. "Yes that counts. If you want to, you can do it more." The bites hurt but that was what made them feel good, right? Richard could only imagine how it looked, the path Yujin drew on his neck and shoulder and he... somehow liked the thought. Well before he showed his scar to anyone he should wait for that to go away probably. At least he won over most of the meat and ate it once he got it. "Like what?", he asked and grabbed another piece of cheese to offer it to Yujin while he also gave his chest a short kiss. "By the way, I think I've decided I'll do this hunt thing... but I guess I need those clothes for it."

    • "I mean, I get that, you already were antsy enough about showing me. But don't worry, my father is really the last person you should worry about." Shuren was, by no means, someone that boasted about knowing somebody elses secret, was loud and proud for wasting somebodies time or anything along those lines - Yujin knew him as secretive, not much else and aside from that, he'd not want to deal with anything that wasn't what he wanted either way. His best guess, by any means, was that he himself couldn't allow anyone to waste away and that trying to help them was just the nature of things - Yujin thought that at least, but that wasn't important. "You don't intend to, but accidents can happen and rest assured, I really won't hold it against you." Except he was mad at him the last time, wasn't he? Mad wasn't the right word, rather upset and despite vowing to not give in to stupid feelings again, he had and the amount of things that had happened because of that were almost astounding. Happiness consisted of many things, yet Richard - often enough - seemed to be the exact opposite to that. "And what would you do after you've tied me up, then?" More importantly, what did he want to do? Keeping his hands to himself and being unable to touch anyone or anything sounded like a bonafide nightmare.

      "Strange? Wouldn't it be weirder if I randomly cussed you out in silessian or thrian for that matter? Actually, did your dad never teach you any of the regional accents?" Yujin had wondered about that for a while - Richard seemed as if he had no clue what was going on when somebody talked in a silessian accent or something else and the only way Yujin could communicate with him when using thrian was, with all means considered, the main language that any tribe shared. But why was that? His old man ought to know where he came from, but maybe it was for conveniences sake? Learning a regional accent and nothing else was worse than the other way around. "I think that she thought that was her doing? I can't quite recall, but it has to be something along those lines", he mumbled. He'd found that recalling things he did with Richard was easier for whatever reason, but that didn't mean that other stuff, related to that, stuck as well. In the end, Yujin would forget all of it either way, once his mind deemed it unecessary to remember. "I was drunk. Optimistic. And I like trying crazy stuff!" That was ... not wrong, was it now? Not only that, Richard just assumed too much, didn't he? "What's the limit anyway? I can try to bite harder and longer if you want, but I don't want you to look like you got mauled by a wild animal." Or a really pissed off Yujin who'd want nothing more than Richard for himself until hell froze over. Actually, what did he even want in the first place? "Two wild animals fighting over a piece of meat.", Yujin chuckled, as if it hadn't become painfully apparent that they were so much more than that, too. He did take the cheese, no questions asked, and then nibbled on it. "Also we're unbearably cute right now." Why, though? Because this was fun and they were having fun? He'd vomit from the tenderness - actually, wasn't that Richards role? "Then we'll kill two birds with one stone and I'll drag you to a tailor!" The short kiss was enough to make him blush this time, despite it not even being on the lips and as if another piece of meat would shut Richard up, he offered it to him.
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "It's not that I worry, I don't think he'd use that against me, nor do I think that's even possible, it's just... something psychological, you know? It did happen when... well. It reminds me of how weak I was and even if others don't know the story behind it, I feel like it's the weakest point I have... I wouldn't let someone look directly at my beating heart either, you know?", Richard tried to explain. He knew that all of that made no sense, but he couldn't stop himself from feeling like that. Besides that it was very ugly, but that wasn't the point, though he did care about the peoples opinions here more than he wanted to. Trying to seclude himself and act like he didn't care about anyone else but himself didn't work out for him, that wasn't him. He always cared too much about things people said about him and when he heard something that hurt him, Dayan heard it too and most of the time would have beaten that certain someone up if Richard had asked him to. "Well that's true, but... I don't want you to get hurt. If I want a fight, I find another wolf.", he answered and somehow being out here with Yujin made him think differently about the prince. He didn't know exactly why. Maybe because he had been scared and troubled by all of this and Richard for whatever reason wanted to help him. Maybe he just didn't see an idiotic clown in him anymore. Not only at least.

      "Make you feel good. What else?", Richard answered. Yujin seldomly just relaxed, did he now? Richard didn't intend to be mean and he didn't intend to torture Yujin, unless he wanted that. "People usually swear in the language they call their own.", Richard answered and then shook his head a little bit. "Not really. When he talked to my dad he used the main language and we rarely used it anyway. No point in learning more than one I guess. Rikiya also rarely used any accent and I think he didn't speak Silessian well anyway, although he was here a while.", Richard explained. After all his mother tongue was Adrestian, his father had been from Deian and he only travelled to Silesse when he was already a grown man. So Yujin still had his girlfriend, well that was fine. Wolves didn't seem to care about flings too much anyway. "And you'd probably do it again.", Richard pointed out then shifted his gaze on his shoulder to see if he could find any of the bitemarks that he at least felt. "I already look like that, which is another reason for nor showing your dad my neck. I don't mind if you bite harder than that. Besides, you have only some cute not very wolfish teeth anyway.", Richard answered but at least both of them acted like wolves when they fought over some meat with their teeth. "You called me kitten, I called you dog, maybe that's why.", Richard said, but he couldn't deny that they were acting cute and probably like a couple in love. But Richard didn't want to think too hard about that, it already caused butterflies in his stomach. "If I have to...", he replied and then took the piece of meat with his teeth, though he also softly bit Yujins finger as if on accident.

    • "Mh, I get what you mean, kind of. You really don't have to show anything to anyone if you're not comfortable with it. If anything, I'm here to help and I'm already glad you showed it to me of all people in the first place", Yujin confessed eventually. It was nice to be able to talk about things so openly with Richard, definitely when there wasn't much to be done about a few things in the first place - the ugly scar on his throat would remain, whatever he wanted it or not and Yujin was sure that no matter what, he would be unable to help himself or others either way when it came to issues like those. But why? He had tried to become someone, someone that his father cherished and loved, and while he thought he did, he also - often enough - found himself wondering if he was good enough in the first place. The blonde, most likely, shared a same sentiment and together, they just seemed sad and lonely, despite being with one another. "You don't want me to get hurt or you don't want to hurt me? That's two different things.", he clarified, as if Richard didn't also know that. Surely, there'd be something they could fret over or something they could waste their thoughts on, but other than that, maybe it wasn't so bad to go somewhere with him, to drag him out of his shell and show him all the places in and around Silesse that Yujin liked so much - Richard didn't feel at home, so Yujin was the one that should be fixing that for him, wasn't he? "Hmm, I'd like you to screw me over, just the tiniest bit. How's that sound?" As far as feelings went, he could have voiced that better, but also, if Yujin was honest, he was the one that clung to the specifics of hope, to the little speck of dust that called itself Richard and the heart he was trying to win over - was any of this much use? Not only was the question itself weird, he also wasn't even sure if the blonde wanted him to worm his way into his heart.

      "Guess I'm just odd, then." Yujin had many flaws, plenty of them and if he wasn't exactly known for the fact that no matter what, he did try his best to make everyone smile, maybe he'd be considered even weirder and maybe, just maybe, there was no definite way of knowing if he hadn't already abandoned all of his principles in the first place. "Hm, do you want to learn some of it, then?" This was a legimitate offer, one that probably sounded odd when he tried to cuddle up just a tiny bit more and force himself against Richards skin - and then, he bit the blondes collarbone, almost incredibly soft, as if to show him that he could bite back. At least his finger didn't hurt to bad, that was nice, wasn't it? "With you as my victim, yes." Wasn't it odd, though? Yujin liked speaking with Richard, liked being this close to him and then, when he did realize something wasn't as it shouldn't be, it most likely was for the fact that his girlfriend was going to become his fianceé and then his wife eventually - there was no place for a misplaced, blonde halfwolf and still, he fell for him. Face first. Hard. "What's that supposed to mean? Cute teeth? I'll let you know I could not rip you to shreds even if I tried, because they are very human!", he laughed. Daein's teeth were different, they were sharp, large and rough - they could rip through almost anything. "So that means I'm the older, taller one? Since I'm a dog, not a puppy." Complimenting himself never worked exceptionally well, that just sounded odd too, didn't it? "Yes, you do. But you have a lot of things you have to do actually, like endure and protect me, or please me. Though, there's worse, I'm actually quite easy to handle." And with that, he stuck some meat between his own lips, before offering Richard a strip of cheese. "Hey, Richard ... you know, I'm glad you dragged me out here and that ... you're looking out for me and taking care of me.", the wolf suddenly mumbled, hiding his face in the blondes exposed chest - he sounded like a damn toddler, didn't he?
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "I'll think about it...", Richard eventually mumbled. He didn't think there was much someone could do to help with that wound. By now it had healed up and if it did wrongly then there was no way of changing that now. It would probably look and feel like that for the rest of his life, but that wasn't going to be very long anyway. "I don't mind you looking at it though. But I doubt there is anything you can do about it... much like nobody can fix that leg of yours." Or his head, but Richard didn't want to mention it right now. "Does this hurt...?", Richard then asked, meaning the scar that covered a big chunk of Yujins upper body and Richard softly touched it and followed it's outline. "I don't want you to get hurt, whether it's by me or somebody else doesn't matter.", he answered Yujins question. Their roles were quite odd though, but maybe it was because Richard was just familiar but a guy and a girl being together and the guy obviously protecting the girl. Now here they were both guys and while Richard was comfortable with giving up the upper hand when they were cuddled up like this, he tried to protect Yujin when they weren't. He didn't like the thought of him getting hurt, which was another reason to stay away from him, but he couldn't. Whenever he was around Richard felt better about himself and his life and he enjoyed doing things with him. "Screw you over? I can try.", Richard replied, but he wasn't quite sure what Yujin meant by it.

      "You are.", Richard agreed, not only because of that. Yujin was very odd in many regards but that was just him being himself, wasn't it? "Silessian accent? I don't know... do I need it?", Richard asked. Everyone could talk to him in the main language, right? And if he didn't understand something Yujin mostly told Richard what his friends said. The bite he received then was soft and tender and the mention of being fucked in front of others made him blush. "I doubt anyone but you has fun doing that...", Richard mumbled, it would be odd for others to watch, it would be embarrassing for Richard and Yujin would be the only one grinning like an idiot. If his friend would enjoy watching it would be even more embarrassing. "Yes. Very, very human teeth, that's what I was saying.", Richard answered almost with a smile on his face. His own teeth were sharper, some of them at least even though he had no bloodties to Nayantai or even Rikiya. "Maybe not, with those teeth of yours maybe a newborn pup.", Richard then answered but it annoyed him that Yujin was older and taller. "I have to please you?", Richard asked with a raised eyebrow. Richard took the cheese then looked down at Yujin who cuddled up even more all of a sudden. "I... uh... well I didn't mean to drag you into something you're not ready for though... it wasn't exactly a fun trip for you, was it? I'm sorry..."

    • "Sure, no need to rush.", he reassured Richard. There were a few things that his father could at least try doing, it didn't matter if they went somewhere or if the old man found that doing anything in that regard was useless when the wound was already healed as best as it could in most places. In reality, Yujin couldn't fix everything himself either, much like a skilled person as his father couldn't fix everyone once they'd been injured, much like his son that was still trying to collect loose scraps and make sense of his condition that somebody had forced into existence. "The legs just beyond fucked, kind of like your heart, was it? Sometimes either just stops working, but as long as we're around each other, we have somebody that knows what's up." That, in theory, wasn't bad but while Richards heart would fix itself after a certain while, at least as long as nobody would leave him out to die on purpose, Yujin just didn't know what to do with his own leg - it acted up and that was it, it just stopped working or rather, putting presure on it hurt. "What?", he asked, kind of flabberghasted, but seen enough felt Richard tracing the outline. "Sometimes, not always. Straining my chest is harder than my leg, it doesn't happen all too often. But the area is just dull. The pain, on the other hand, is sharp in distinctive." But this didn't hurt, it felt nice actually and Yujin wondered why Richard was obsessed with his scars, too - or at least marbling at them like they were a piece of art. "Mh, then you better take care of me!", the wolf declared, like some sort of damsel that had only waited for her knight in shining armor to come for her and sweep her off of her feet. Richard was an odd one, wasn't he? Always out to make someone feel good about something and in this case, that someone was - painfully obviously - a wolf that had his own baggage to carry. "How would you even do that, then?"

      "As odd as you!" Was he glad they just agreed on that or was it another throwaway comment that Yujin treated as lightly as he could? He didn't even know himself as he slightly separated his own body from Richards to give him ample space to touch and the truth was, aside from all the bantering and talking that they had going on, nothing was quite as good as the well-meant touches he received as well. "You could use it for sure, but it's just a suggestion and it's not hard to learn." Why else would anyone be able to at least speak what seemed to be like two languages? Yujin himself wasn't sure on that, maybe it was just a hunch and most of them tried to adapt, but the real reason for all of this was probably because wolves didn't want to be unable to communicate with their own people over something silly - and the less sheep understood them, the better. "What about you? You're not going to have fun either?" Maybe not, but they'd see about that either way and if Yujin was terribly honest, it didn't quite matter either way - if Richard didn't like it, he wouldn't force himself onto the poor half-sheep. "Sounds like yours are sharper, wanna give it a try?" The last time Richard had bitten him, it had stung and by the way the blonde was reacting, this also stung, fairly well at that, but he had used a lot of pressure. Was he afraid that Richard was going to tear his arm off in quick succession with a single bite or did it mean something else that he was so unsure about? "You just want to annoy me now, do you? If you want me to shut you up, you just have to say it!", Yujin informed him, but he did press his lips against those of the blonde soon enough, gave him a kiss, a tender one at that, nothing that was full of wanton lust either way. "You have to if you want to, that is.", Yujin chuckled. There was no need to rush and the sole assumption he'd coerce Richard into doing something that he didn't want to do was a stupid one. "You made it fun. It's kind of stressful, but still fun and I finally got somewhere, which is also nice, you know? So, thank you. This is nice."
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "By the way. Isn't your father like... king here? Doesn't he have better things to do?", Richard then asked. He was an odd one but that was all he knew. Who ran around with a fan in the middle of Silesse where the snow never melted? And why would he try to help Richard? Because Yujin asked him to? Or maybe because he was Nayantais friend? In the end he'd probably smack him for doing such a terrible job, but under the circumstances it was probably the best thing Nayantai could have done. At least Richard was still alive. "I'm surprised you even remember about my heart.", Richard pointed out. It only acted out once so far, hopefully it would remain like that. Yujin actually had more scars than Richard did, but none of his were as ugly at least in Richards opinion. It made him look like a fierce warrior yet he couldn't even remember how he got it and suddenly Richard asked himself if he had a scar under all those hair too. "As long as I'm around.", he then mumbled. By leaving Yujin behind he protected him too, wasn't he? There couldn't be anything good coming out of being with someone like Richard, someone who mostly felt dead already and just wanted his body to match his soul. "I don't know? Maybe torturing you a little bit once you're tied up after all?", Richard asked.

      "I guess it's not so different from the main language, is it?", Richard asked. After all all the accents came from the same Thrian origin, maybe learning it wouldn't be so hard and when Richard listened carefully sometimes he was able to guess some of the words the wolfs spouted. "I don't think I will when strangers are watching me...", Richard mumbled, he probably wouldn't even feel comfortable with a kiss. Then again he kissed Kun, but he was drunk and high so that didn't count. And a kiss was still easier than having sex. "Of course they are.", Richard then said and for whatever reason slowly pulled Yujins hand towards his face. He could have bitten him anywhere else, but he chose his hand and then bit him at the palm of his thumb. He started not too fast, upped the pressure a little and his canine teeth easily punctured the skin while the rest left a deep indent after he was finished and let go again. Then he tenderly licked away some blood remaining where he bit Yujin before he let go of his hand again. "Shut me up? How would you do that?", Richard asked with a hint of a smile than sighed a little. "So what you're saying is I don't have to.", he summed up, Yujin made no sense sometimes. "Ah don't sweat it... we can go somewhere again sometime."

    • “Theoretically? Yes. But he can’t say no to his favorite child, that’s all. And besides, I’m sure he’d already have done it if your father had asked.”, he clarified. Yujin was sure that no matter what, old man Shuren would have done him or Nayantai the favor to patch Richard up in the first place, but if he’d waited that long, who knew if Richard hadn’t just been a slightly decomposing body once he arrived here. That didn’t sound all that good, at least not to him - and maybe Richard preferred not dying anyway. “It was something I ought to remember, right? And it makes us similar in some way, shape or form.” Was that even true? It impacted both of them in their own ways, but it also meant that they couldn’t go anywhere without somebody else - that was a burden as well. “I’ll rely on you, whatever you want it or not.” As long as Richard was around, huh? That could mean anything from days, to weeks, to months or years, even if Yujin had a hunch that the blonde wanted to leave as soon as he could - was it because that was what he ought to do, or was it just because he didn’t want to be here any longer than he had to be? “Sounds fine, you can torture me more than just a bit if you’d like.” As long as Richard didn’t cut him wide open, everything was fine to Yujin.

      “I wouldn’t say it is. It’s just regional differences but we can try to root those out, not that I think it’ll be hard for you.” Was he wrong, though? Richard seemed to hate adapting, yet he was quite good at it in some ways and Yujin didn’t think that somebody that really didn’t give a damn would have made any efforts out here to begin with. “We’ll see about that, then. I’ll get you drunk first and keep the audience small.” After all, being high usually made everything better and even being drunk wasn’t necessarily as bad - therefore, their was still a slim chance Richard would just adhere to his quite ridiculous request. Why, though? The blonde had no obligation, yet it felt like the two of them would only share stupid thoughts. “I dou-“, he couldn’t even finish his sentence, though and already looked at Richard, quite puzzled, as he nuzzled up to his hand for a second and then bit down, quite hard at that. Yujin flinched, but he didn’t pull away and let the blonde do as he desired, but flinched once more when Richard licked over it, before he was allowed to take his hand back. That felt … kind of nice, hadn’t it? Despite warm pain spreading through his hand, as well as red blood trickling out of the wound - but it wasn’t too bad. “Another kiss, how’s that sound? Or should I put my fingers back in your mouth again?” Licking that wound of his had also been nice, hadn’t it? “But I’d like you to.”, the wolf chuckled, before pressing his own forehead against Richards and rubbed his nose against that of the blonde. “You mean it? Where to? Even further?”
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "You're his favorite child?", Richard asked almost as if he didn't believe it. Actually he never said a word to either of Yujins fathers not that he thought about it. He had been pretty unruly when they were visiting and during the dinner, they were occupied with one another, no one even attempted to strike a conversation with Richard. That was kind of impolite even more so if the first thing he did was asking Yujins father for a favor. "Well it saves you from worrying next time it happens, though usually I feel when it happens a view minutes earlier.", Richard answered. Last time it happened so fast, he couldn't really react to it or explain to Yujin what was going on. It probably had been because he had been upset and because he had no time listening to his body. "You like being tortured?", he then asked as if it came as surprise. Yujin seemed like he enjoyed having the upper hand very much, in bed at least. Everywhere else he seemed to be fine to let Richard lead. He hadn't even been sure if tying him up would still be inside his comfort zone.

      "Hm... well I mean I think I know one word. Fuck.", he then said and he at least could guess what it meant because it had fallen from many peoples lips a view times. Wolves cursed all the time, didn't they? "I mostly feel like your friend don't really want me to join in in anything though. Every time you bring me they talk in accent and look at you like you're mad.", he pointed out. He didn't understand much and they probably knew, that was why they used that accent in the first place, so they could talk about him behind Richards back even though he stood right in front of them. Yujins hand looked nice now though. With the indents clearly visible and Richard wondered if he'd cover it up with something. Maybe a bandaid or something, that would be fun. Or maybe he just showed it openly to everyone. If someone asked he could always say he didn't remember where it came from. "You want to go back to kissing? Did you have enough to eat?", Richard asked but he already grabbed the bag with food and stretched his arm to put it out of the way. Then he came closer to Yujin who nuzzled up anyway and rubbed his nose against Richards cold one. While Richard was at it he pulled the fabric back up again to stay warm. "Now?", he asked and softly followed the form of Yujins body with two fingers. "Further? I don't believe there is much out here that's interesting besides this little cave, but... sure. As long as we bring enough food we can survive a few days out here...", Richard answered.

    • "Absolutely, even if he won't openly say that." That wasn't even the entire truth. Sometimes, he believe Ruoxe was his fathers favorite, but in reality, she was something like an asset to him - a worthy heir, if Xu didn't make the cut and in the end, there was still Fei, that got pampered by everybody either way. Who cared, though? She was young, small and cute and all her demands were fulfilled, she didn't have to voice them ninety percent of the time and the sole reason she didn't was, because everyone wanted to be on her good side. By thrian law, she'd be the rightful heir to the throne, but in reality, that was still Xu, by his fathers demands, that was. "No need to sweat it, we'll make do and as long as your heart doesn't decide to stop working, I don't think we have much to worry about.", Yujin clarified as if that was needed in the first place. Was it, really? He had no idea, but there were no good spells to ward something like that off from happening. A spell, huh? Not that any of those worked, he wasn't quite superstitious anyway, but he had a few ideas that he - sometimes - didn't quite understand. "By you, not anyone else. At least I know I can trust you to take advantage of me and not seriously injure me while you're doing it, so yes, I do enjoy that, even if it sounds odd." Did it even fit, though? Even when Richard called him indecisive, the blonde was a million times worse and the two of them knew that, even if admitting it wasn't something they wholly enjoyed.

      "Fuck? Just that?", the wolf asked, chuckling about it. Regional dialects or accents weren't the same as the main language, but Richard was right - they did speak in tongue, in rhymes at that, but he couldn't help it anyway. Sometimes, the world was a cruel one and other times there were things that Yujin didn't quite get himself. "Uhm. Richard, I hate to break it to you but the most they were talking about you when they started using that dialect was about fucking you, I'd say you're more than welcome in their midst, or rather their laps." Wolves were horny and unruly, they had determined that, but even now Yujin was one of them and the blonde was half of one, that made both of them ... not exactly the best candidates for judging, did it? "I had enough, you're worrying a tad bit too much about me, aren't you?" A short tease, one of no significance, but it only meant that no matter what, he'd at least get to play around with the blonde and his differing opinions. If he were frank, there wasn't quite an option to make up something or think about anything, really - they had to be honest with one another and Yujin didn't mind, he wanted Richard to be honest with him all the time anyway. "It doesn't have to be just kissing, it can be biting as well ... I kind of enjoyed what you did to my hand." That was a strange thing to say, wasn't it? Yujin tensed up, then had a shiver run along his body while Richard felt him up and his own arms were wrapped around the blonde, wandering down his back, just stopping at the small of his back, above his ass and carressing the area, cluelessy. "Now? Very.", was all the wolf stated, before grinning at Richard and actually rewarding him with a kiss. "And you can take the cold without getting sick?"
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "An how's that?", Richard asked as if he was surprised it was Yujin of all people. He also asked himself if his fathers had favorites and if he had to guess he'd say Richard was their least favorite. When Atwick and Flora were born his father spent more time with them, after all they were much calmer and felt good sitting around and just listening to him, or playing some board game. Dayan and Richard spent more time with Nayantai when they were young, but in the end Dayan had been his son and Richard was not. It wasn't hard to guess who his favorite was. So of all children that could have survived it was the least favorite one. "It doesn't happen all that often anyway.", Richard replied, though he felt like it was time again since it had been quite a while already. "You sound like I'm the only person you can trust.", Richard pointed out. What about his friends? They wouldn't take advantage of Yujin, right? Or his girlfriend? Then again Yujin didn't seem to like her very much anyway. Was he like that towards her even before Richard appeared, or was this all his doing? He somehow felt bad about it.

      "I think you all said that a lot.", Richard answered, he picked it up, nothing much more. When they changed to talking in their accent he mostly stopped listening. He didn't even try to understand most of the time, because apparently they didn't want him to listen in. Richard looked up and furrowed his brows then. "Everyone wants to fuck the sheep, or what?", he grumbled and Yujin probably was mostly interested in him when he started to annoy Richard because he was half a sheep and blonde and all that. "You said you mostly don't eat enough. So I make sure you do.", Richard replied, but Yujin probably preferred kissing over food any time. "Are you going to hide it?", Richard then wanted to know, meaning the bite on Yujins hand that would probably stay visible for a while. He felt Yujins arms wrap around him and it felt good to have his warms hand on his back now too. Then he closed his eyes for a kiss and moved one hand into Yujins hair. He looked at him again when the kiss was over, their bodies were still pressed against each other. "Cold...?", Richard asked who just guessed the word Yujin had used. "We'll see after this trip. But you're keeping me warm, right?"

    • “Why? Because my father is prone to picking favorites. Look, why on earth do you think my dad never gets to leave his side?” Muhan had been Shurens favorite for gods knew how long - he’d wanted the poor guy around him as often and as long as he could and all of that culminated in the inevitable reality of them developing feelings for the other, or whatever. There were plenty of rumors, some more malicious than others, but all of them ended up the same way - with two sorry saps on the throne of Silesse, one more gruesome than the other and yet, they really weren’t like that, were they now? “Here’s hoping, then”, the wolf concluded for the two of them - a fucked up leg and a fucked up heart could slow them down tremendously, especially when either acted up without a prior warning at the wrong moment. Who knew, maybe they’d get mauled by a wolf like that, but Yujin had promised himself - and Richard, to an extent - to stay at least somewhat optimistic. “Do I? What would you do if that’s the case?” Mourn for him because that was the sad reality that Yujin found himself and had to live in? “Wouldn’t you stop trusting people when you lose your ability to remember to an accident and nobody wants to tell you why? … I’m kidding”, he suddenly laughed after getting all serious about it. They were all clowns in gods circus, weren’t they?

      “No wonder it sticks.” It did for a definite reason and Yujin didn’t need a functioning brain to pinpoint what they had talked about, especially if that was the word that the blonde recalled. “Hm, kind of? More like, everyone that gets dragged into that mess ends in somebodies lap or bed sooner than later. You know, just normal and stupid stuff. But I can’t deny they were kind of more than willing to force you to bend over.” Not that Richard would allow anyone to do that, Quan probably shared more than one kiss with the blondes fist and while he didn’t want to think about that, he buried his face against Richards collarbone and shoulder, hoping that he wouldn’t seem like the jealous bastard he might as well be. “You already fed me, I’m fine.” When did he even care for a meal, though? Sure, food was nice, most of it tasted good and sometimes he had cravings that he had to satisfy, but often enough he just forgot about it and as long as the feeling of hunger wasn’t that apparent, he just ignored it. “What, that little bitemark of yours? Why would I? They’d just ask more questions if I wore gloves.” And while that wasn’t anything uncommon out here, Yujin hardly wore any and that was something that anyone would take note of. “Would that bother you, if just anyone saw?”, he teased instead, as if he believed there had been a definite reasoning to Richards question. Was there, though? Didn’t seem like it. Especially not when he moved his face back up, to look at Richard and kiss this idiot - it was fun, wasn’t it? “Yes, cold. And sure, I’ll keep you warm as long as you keep me entertained, how about that?” Of course that was a lie. “Jokes aside, I’ll keep you warm and cuddle and hold you for as long as you want. That’s only fair if you keep me safe.”
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "I meant why you and not any of your siblings idiot.", Richard replied, that was such a typical goofy Yujin thing if he was terribly honest. Damn, he already knew him enough to know what's typical and what's not? "And to be honest I never paid attention to your fathers. I saw them twice, once visiting us and once by visiting you for that dinner. Of course they'd be together then." Richard almost never went to town let alone to the castle, so he didn't know anything about anyone in Silesse. He also didn't know about any rumors because he never talked to anyone except Yujin and if he dragged Richard with him, his friends. "I'd tell you that you should find someone else to lay your trust in.", Richard replied, because he wouldn't stay here and generally he didn't feel like a trustworthy person. If Yujin searched for someone to protect him he shouldn't pick the guy who let his three siblings die. "I'm pretty sure you're not kidding. But Kun and Jia don't have anything to do with that, right? Why not trust them? Kun seems like a reasonable person to me at least." Richard wasn't too sure about Jia, he barely talked to him.

      "And you're telling me that holds true even now, because I ended up in your bed?", Richard wanted to know. They fucked everything that wasn't fast enough to get away? What then, maybe even multiple people going after the same person, because they didn't care? Adrestia was so much different. Even having sex with one person was something special, something not done too lightly, let alone that relationships between men were more or less non existent too. It was odd for Richard to be around people that seemingly only had one thing on their mind, Yujin included, even if Richard indulged in it with the prince anyway. "Yujin can you marry anyone you want?", he suddenly asked, because thinking about Adrestia being so different from Silesse, he wondered how it was in that case. Nayantai seemingly didn't care if anyone had something against his relationship, but the former queen also married some noname guy, Rikiya. In Adrestia it was common for nobles to marry other nobles. "It wasn't that much food though...", Richard mumbled then tried to recall how exactly Yujins hand looked right now. "Well you could bandage it, say you hurt yourself. But it doesn't bother me I think. If someone would ask what would you tell them though?" Richard wasn't sure where he stood with Yujin, not at all. He didn't want a relationship, but Yujin seemed like hiding any of what they were doing was too much of a bother, even if his girlfriend caught wind of it. For now he continued caressing Yujin and cuddling up to him, because he was so incredible warm and Richard needed that still, even though he got some fabric on top of him. "I will keep you safe. Which is why I suggested using a rope to come down here.", Richard joked and then got himself another kiss.

    • “Why? I don’t know, do you think my siblings are more likable than I am?”, Yujin asked, as it he were to beat around the bush - he did look kind of sheepish, almost intoxicated and if he were honest, he wasn’t even sure if he was Shurens favorite. His siblings had sustained injuries of their own and while none of them were as bad as his, the old man hadn’t locked them up in a metaphorical tower of ice, without a door to leave through or anywhere to go. “Look, it may sound harsh but why on earth would my father lock me up if he didn’t like me? Okay, nevermind, now that I say it out loud, it sounds borderline insane.” What did he know? Infatuation didn’t always seem to be the healthiest way to deal with things and while that wasn’t something bad, he wasn’t sure if there wasn’t some mysterious way around it and he’d suddenly find himself ensnared by something much worse than his father playing mother hen. “They are always together, it’s kind of creepy. When Shuren is there, you can bet your ass that Muhan is lurking somewhere.” Their dynamic was, if only sometimes, a quite horrendous one and while nobody bat an eye, Yujin didn’t even care - his parents had nothing to hide from him, so why would they? “I know that you really don’t want me to get attached to you, we went over that. But I trust who I want to and while I appreciate the sentiment, I’d rather not confide in either of these two more than I need to.” Why though?

      “Look, I didn’t want to fuck you. Richard, I may be stupid but I’m not a complete idiot. I tried to cheer you up at first and then we kind of got drunk and I kind of … look, I’m an idiot and unfortunately for you, this idiot likes you quite a lot more than he should!”, he scoffed. This was embarrassing, his face was telling of the fact and he winced, as if he was almost expecting to be rejected - Richard wanted none of this, nothing of the emotional baggage, nothing that could hurt him and Yujin hated to break it to him that no matter what, his feelings wouldn’t suddenly change. “Huh?”, he expressed, hearing some sort of odd question that he didn’t quite expect to hear from someone like Richard, of all people. “I … uhm. In theory? Yes.”, he grumbled and pouted, sounding almost like a kid that just wasn’t sure what to answer, what to tell and what to expect. “Sure, there’s politics and royal families and bloodlines and all that fancy stuff, but as long as you procure an heir somehow, nobody cares. I could marry whoever I want, as long as I ignore the fact that my father is as much of a people pleaser as our late king.” Yujin left out the obvious, the fact that he should marry Yin and yet couldn’t bring himself to - and why was that? Not only was it that he didn’t love her, he also was sure that it had no benefits either way - his father was just trying to appease to people. “You wanna feed me some more, then?” Honestly, it would have been a lot funnier with grapes, but by the time they got back to the port, Yujin was almost sure he’d forgotten this silly scenario. “Got mauled by a playful kitten”, he jokes, rubbing his own nose against Richards with a slight grin on his face. This was fun, wasn’t it? “How about we take another dip when we get back to Silesse, then? Just me, you and frigid water. Though, I guess you can’t really keep me safe all the way out there. Hmmm … actually, since you asked me, what’s marriage in Adrestia even like? Can you marry whoever you want?” And as if to shut himself up, Richard had kissed him - and Yujin, well, he had to kiss him back, right?
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "I don't know your siblings.", Richard simply replied, he couldn't tell. Xu had been nice to him, everyone else at that dinner didn't even look at Richard, Yujin included. But Xu or however his name was was not much of a talker, so there had been nothing going on either. He brought Richard soup that wasn't killing him. End of story. "I didn't say he didn't like you. Just asked if he likes you more than the others. It doesn't sound insane, but it might not be the best approach. My grandfather locked up my father too, because he loved him and wanted to protect him. He had a point too, much as maybe your father is worried you'd get lost or taken advantage of. But ultimately it wasn't necessary and that's why I also never was limited in where I went, even though I can drop dead in some situations if I don't get help.", Richard explained. Maybe Nayantai could talk to his old friends and convince him to lift the rules at least a little bit. Though Shuren knew Richards father, so he probably already knew all arguments. "Well my father and Nayantai also always were together, or at least not far from each other. Isn't that what people do if they love each other?", Richard wanted to know. He never questioned it, though in the dead kings case it maybe was different, because he was frail and often enough needed help, even if he didn't admit it. "What about your brother then?"

      "You didn't want to? Why not? And why did you then?", Richard wanted to know suddenly. If he remembered correctly they ended up kissing for some reason, but he wasn't sure why anymore. Richard had been cold, Yujin wanted to give him his coat, right? And he also convinced him not to walk all the way back home in the middle of the night when he was drunk. They kissed then... for whatever reaon but everything from that night was a little hazy. "Thought as much. Though you sound like you can't choose after all.", Richard answered. Thrians were never so harsh on who one was allowed to love, so it didn't come to a surprise that Yujin theoretically could do whatever he wanted. "No it's fine, for now.", Richard answered, he rather kept holding Yujin some more, though they actually planned on something else. "Big mouth for a kitten.", he then pointed out. Nobody would believe that. "Are there even cats in Silesse?" Richard barely saw an animal and feeding it through was probably annoying unless it was good at catching mice itself. "Another dip? No thanks, that definetly made both of us sick...", Richard grumbled and rather kissed Yujin for quite some while before he let go of him again to answer his question. "Well Adrestian nobles are supposed to marry other Adrestian nobles. Most of the time people don't love each other. Marriage is a tool to gain power and influence, at least for the nobility. I guess common folk is a little more free in that regard. If I'd become king I'd probably married some girl I never met before because her father didn't support me and I wanted his family to have to stick close to mine." Dayan could have married who he wanted probably, but Flora and Atwick? Maybe not. Then again his father married a wolf, more or less, officially he never married at all. Could Richard have done the same? He'd never know.

    • "I know you don't, but still", the wolf insinuates as if that was something that had anything to do with all of what was going on here. Why would Richard even care in the first place? Not only was it not important what was going on, it also seemed as if it were a waste of time to determine which one of his siblings was his fathers actual favorite and who got along with the blonde the most - it didn't matter, did it now? Yujin was fairly aware that Richard wasn't his toy, nothing that he could have by his side until hell froze over, but even then, it did seem like a nice distraction from the usual pain that he found himself in. "I'm here to help now, even if that isn't much help to begin with. Well, who knows, maybe your father was right though. Why lock you up, when you're perfectly fine and healthy for the most part? There's places to go, places to see and places to be - and I'm sure that keeping you cooped up wouldn't have been an easy task." Sure, the wolves knew that the sheeps former king was fragile, like a shard of glass that could break any second, but why would they try and ruin the peace they had fought and died for? It all seemed out of place, almost as if none of this was supposed to make sense. "Hm, I don't think you're wrong. It's just ... they feel like they're on person instead of two sometimes, you know?" What was it with his fathers? Though, maybe they were made for each other - but what did Yujin know? "Xu?", he questions, forcing back a laugh. "Weeeell, I do, but sometimes I'd rather not."

      "I'm not a horndog and I just wanted to befriend you at first, sort of? Well, and then you got drunk and high and I got drunk and high and then things just happened." Why did they, though? This sounded as if they had a one night stand that had long since fizzled out and nothing was going to mend that, yet they stayed where they were and it sounded as if no matter what, this would go on and on like some sort of snake, eating its own tail endlessly. "Choose what? Between you and the rest of the world? If you feed me I'd eat it any day, you know?", he chuckled. No, he didn't understand that one, whyever that was, but in the end, Yujin was himself and the reason for that wasn't anything fancy either. "A kitten that talks all high and mighty needs a big mouth." Did he, though? Sometimes the wolf felt almost as if he was the high and mighty one and Richard just some little mouse he tried to swallow in one gulp, once he'd raised it all the way up to his mouth - but in the end, this comparison didn't hold up to anything. "Cats? Sometimes, they're really fluffy, but nothing out of the ordinary. Though, few and far between." Not that there weren't enough food sources out here, but most of them if not all were skittish and more prone to a wild animal than anything - the ones pictured in storybooks about Adrestia didn't even come close to whatever Silesse called cats - or kittens, for that matter. "That's why we have to try again and best the waves, or the cold, or ... something like that, no?" This idea was stupid, they'd be sick and stuck in bed and gross and all over one another again, which didn't sound like something bad, especially not when he tried nuzzling up to Richard. Why was cuddling nice in the first place? "So it's not that far from what is happening in Thria, huh? Sounds like a pain in the ass, though - I'd like to marry someone I actually love, not somebody I should marry for political reasons." Yujin groaned kind of disappointed, not knowing what he wanted to do with Richard, but in all fairness, he had no idea what he wanted himself either way - there had been the proposal of a blowjob but now ... did he even want that? "Hypothetically, if there were no noble daughters for you to marry, would you just have married a male heir?"
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Richard started this as a joke, because Yujin seemed so sure that he was the favorite, but now it seemed like he wasn't anymore, only because Richard asked one stupid question. "I'm also pretty sure that not locking me up is the right action, not only because I can't sit inside all day. I also don't think locking up my dad did any good. What I'm trying to say is... my grandfather did that but he loved his son very much and maybe your father is the same. He is just trying to protect you, right?", Richard answered, he didn't intend to upset Yujin or make him think his father hated him and that was the reason he locked him up. "It took a war, but mainly a wolf to show my dad that he won't drop dead just because he took a step outside and my grandfather was thankful for that in the end. So maybe it just takes someone to drag you out and show your father that it's fine. So now we are here to prove it, right?" Actually that hadn't been Richards intention. What he wanted was to be alone and to defy Yujins father just because, not because he wanted to prove something, but the reasons didn't really matter anyway, right? "If you say so.", Richard then commented. He didn't know his fathers nor did he see them very often. He didn't think much of them, nothing good and nothing bad really, besides the whole locking up shit. "That poses more questions than it answers...", Richard sighed.

      "You're not? If one of your friends would have dragged me along, wouldn't you have tried to get into my pants as well?", Richard wanted to know, was there much difference between Yujin and his friends? They were friends for a reason, right? "I'm not going to be your housewife...", he then grumbled, choosing him had nothing to do with feeding. Besides, Richard wasn't up for grabs anyway, no one could choose him, he'd be gone soon enough. "Sometimes? So no one keeps a cat as a pet I assume? I also didn't see anyone walk a dog... you have dogs here, right?" They'd be useful for hunting and in Fhaergus there were some breeds that survived in the cold, so there was probably not too much of a problem to have some here as well, or at least bread some that can breathe out here. "Why would we go in there again? I'm up for challenges but that's just cold and wet and I'll be sick a week so it doesn't even help my training...", Richard sighed. Jumping into the crashing waves again didn't sound like much fun. He was cold enough without being wet. It was fine now that Yujin cuddled up, but he was cold the rest of the time. "I don't know... my father and Nayantai were romantic but I kind of expected to just marry whoever was useful to me. You know... it's not uncommon for Adrestians to have secret affairs though, with whoever they truly loved. I think often enough the partner knows but has his own affair so it doesn't matter anyway." He wasn't necessarily raised like that, not by his father or Nayantai, but that was what history taught at least. "A guy? No way. I mean it's not illegal anymore but not even my dad married Nayantai, I couldn't have."

    • "Are you trying to cheer me up?" Yujin could be dense, denser than any forest that called Thria its home, but he often enough wasn't exactly stupid enough to make it matter anyway. The thing was, no matter what he did or tried, none of that really meant he had to do anything to begin with - but he did feel as if he had to counteract Richard in an instance like that. "Look, I'm sad about not being able to go anywhere I want and I get that my father has his reasoning, as well as anyone would, but I'm not sad about it." In fact, he did have a breakdown about being out here, in the vastness, free from his fathers steadily extending safety net and he wondered what would happen if, one day, he'd just get swallowed by the earth, unable to be found by anyone anywhere - how scared would he possibly be? "It's all in good faith, there isn't anything to worry or be sad about and if I'm honest, I'm glad that at least something is somehow keeping me on my feet and giving me some sort of purpose. Defying my old man is fun and doing it with you makes it even better", he elaborated, all the while grinning at Richard. It did seem childish of Yujin to be excited about something like that, but it was nothing that had any kind of importance in the end - once they got home, he'd get scolded and their adventures would end right then and there. "Does it? I'm kidding, if anything, I can trust my big brother to the fullest." Was that right, though? "If I say I don't like sharing, you're going to call me out for what I proposed earlier, but let me say it like this - I'm not a fan of collecting someone elses crumbs." If someone had gotten to Richard first, maybe he'd never tried to get into the blondes pants either way - and even if he had, who knew what would have come of that. Would they still be just friends, nothing more than that?

      "You as my housewife? I didn't think about that, but on second thought, that sounds fun. I'd have someone waiting for me with a nice, warm meal and a open arms when I get home ... but knowing you, you'd rather want me to be the housewife", Yujin laughed. For some reason, the blonde seemed fairly adamant about staying in a position that, at least by adrestian standards, was anything but a feminine one and the wolf wondered why - was it about pride and honor, or just because Richard was, well, himself? "Not out here, can't speak for other areas. And ... not exactly dogs, unless you're willing to get yourself one from Adrestia or the Southlands. We keep wolves, or rather coexist with them. Rarely anyone tames them for ... quite obvious reasons." Not only were those things oversized by any definition, they could tear into somebody and leave nothing more than bloody shreds in a matter of seconds - barely anyone wanted to deal with them, but those who did weren't exactly rewarded, either. "I'll have to devise a different plan then, give me a few weeks and I'll come up with something." By then, he'd forgotten about it, even if he didn't want to - Yujin couldn't help himself, that was just how his head worked and by the end of it, none of it was even remotely important. "So you're saying that adrestian nobles are cheating on their partners anyway because they have to marry them without loving them? Sounds like a harsh reality", the wolf grumbled and for once, he didn't want to see what the life outside of his cozy, lovely homeland was - it didn't matter much. "They didn't even marry? That's kind of sad but hey, just because they didn't doesn't mean you can't!" If the king didn't do it, who else would? Yujin had no idea, but he did pull Richard against him as if to search for some sort of support in a futile arrangement like theirs. "Hm, so you won't take me with you, you don't want to have any feelings for me and knowing you, you'd rather not have me blabber any more nonsense than I already did", the wolf suddenly concluded, but didn't let go. "Richard, I hate to break it to you but you are a kitten. And you have a stick up your ass. Sometimes, at least."
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "I... guess?", Richard answered and let it sound more like a questions than anything else. He probably didn't seem like the guy that cheered up someone else and he probably wasn't very good at it either, but in the end he was a nice guy deep down and he couldn't always fight the urges to help someone who seemed down. Though sometimes in the past he had just been majorly pissed at Yujin for fretting over little tiny bullshit that didn't compare to a almost wiped out family, but in this case it hit close to home. Richard was never locked up, but his father was, even when he didn't live in a cage anymore. He never could go anywhere he liked, not without great risks and though he traveled during the war and possibly after, he stopped the older his children got. Probably because he didn't want to go too soon, but he did anyway. "I mean if you say so, good then.", Richard answered mumbling. Maybe he interpreted too much, maybe Yujin was just an idiot that was fine with almost everything after all. Good, it made his life much more easy. "I mean I get it. You can be shared, I can not. Right? Fits our agreement.", Richard answered and he was fine with it. He was also fine with calling this their agreement, it made it sound way more like actual business and no fun at all.

      "I said I'd not be your housewife you idiot!", Richard grumbled, then nodded. "You're damn right, the only problem is you can't even make tea!" And he probably couldn't cook either. At least he was able to dismember an animal correctly and at least Richard was able to cook the meat. Wait.... that made him more fitting for the role of housewife again. Fuck! "You don't have dogs? What is this place?", Richard complained, because he absolutely adored animals even though he'd never admit that in front of Yujin. Good thing his father didn't talk much with anyone, there was no threat in him spilling some beans. "I'm sure there are breads able to survive out here. Or is this about having to feed them?" Richard just wanted to see something else than Thrians, or rabbits he had to kill in the end in order to survive... If he kept a pet rabbit Yujin would probably laugh at him. "Weeks? You've forgotten by then...", Richard mumbled and who needed that much time to come up with something anyway? "Is it harsh though? I mean the marriage is only on paper. Sure there are men that take that paper a little bit too serious, but that's just how it works I guess." Richard grew up with this, he didn't think much of it, even though his own fathers did whatever they wanted, not giving a fuck about the so called etiquette. "They got each other those Thrian things, but they never married in Adrestia. Obviously. Even though I'm pretty sure everyone knew they were a couple.", Richard answered then shook his head. "I'm good. I won't marry. Ever." He'd be dead soon anyway and Yujin didn't change that, not even if he tried to get him to say that he maybe would marry him. Nope, he wouldn't in a million years. "What are you getting at?", Richard asked who was still pressed against Yujins body. This was nice and warm, but he also wondered what Yujin was thinking right now. "I don't. I'm just not sucking every dick I see, unlike you apparently."