theirlithium | (no subject)

Happy commercialized holiday where we celebrate sweet poems, hitting on someone else's wife and getting your head chopped of!

Can't you feel the love?

1) Post with your character, name and canon in the subject line
2) Reply to other people, don't be a stingy ass, it's a holiday for giving!
3)?????
4) Profit

Some ideas for you indecisive types to RNG;

1) Chocolates: You couldn't think of anything more awesome, so you went out and bought your lover some candy. Hopefully they like chocolate. You made sure to check before hand, right? Hope so.

2) Poetry: Some say there's nothing more romantic than a sweet little poem expressing all those feelings! Unless you're shit at writing in which case you might want to stick to...

3) Greeting Card: You are the lowest of the low. You ran to Walgreens ten minutes before you showed up at your lovers house and picked out the first card that looked good. Or maybe you just suck at Valentines day? Either way, hope you brought something good with it.

4) Sex: You're either cheap or good in bed, but you've decided for valentines day you're going to give your significant other the gift of you.

5) Wild Card: Make something up.

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Of course I'm using you. [ He chuckles as he gives him a gentle little squeeze, ] You're just a delightful heating pad slash blanket. [ A low chuckle rumbled up from his lips as he pressed a few kisses to the side of his head, tugging him a little closer. One hand is still moving slow, idle circles, but his attention seems half torn between Alex and the rich blue of the sky, speckled with the white flickers of stars. It's a nice evening, with the two of them bundled in the blanket, warmth easily shared. He liked doing little things like this for Alex, even if it was a little out of the norm for him. He could feel the appreciation if only for the fact Alex didn't react poorly. ]

I quite enjoy it. [ He grins a little bit more as he gives a nip to the shell of his ear, ] Using you, that is. Of course what do you expect when you look like that.

Yeah, well, be glad you got good taste in beer. [ And are an awesome fuck. And also maybe nice to be around. ...Fuck you. Finished blowing on the cocoa, he takes an experimental sip and grins against the cup as Wesley presses kisses to the side of his head - maybe secretly loving this. Adjusting a little, he blinks up at the sky, head still tucked to Wesley's chest, but now watching the specks of lights in the sky, looking for patterns, matching shadows of sparse clouds move across the dark screen. There's a slight laugh that's mostly held in with the cup against his lips, instead shaking his upper body a bit. ] Like what? Sleep deprived and cold? [ Which is, of course, a lie. He's pretty cozy and he sleeps like a damn sloth, so he is neither of these things. But Alex likes to joke.

He's quite for a moment, blinking at the sky and thinking over the moment - the effort he put into it, the cocoa and marshmellows, even coming up with the plan for it and thinking of it long enough to get up earlier than him for it. Awkward and bad at this stuff, but wanting to say something at least, Alex turns his face against his chest and presses a few kisses to his collarbone before mumbling against the skin. ] Hey. I don't hate you. [ Alex Summers, the most romantic ever. But that's as close to 'I like you and I appreciate you and please let me just huddle here for a while because it's awesome' as he'll be getting. He holds up the mug, offering it to Wesley. ]

Mmm. [ He hums as if considering his first words, still stealing little kisses to Alex's head in the process.. ] Maybe just cold, considering I think you're one of the things that keeps me up at night. [ Though Alex was also one of the things that kept him coming home at night, not that he'd admit it. At least, not right now, since he was trying to be a playful pest and not confessing how much these stupid little moments meant to him. He could only hope the adage was true and that his actions at least spoke half as loud as his words. ]

Oh, that's good to know. [ And a rumble resounds in his chest, something like a muffled laugh as he draws Alex closer for a moment, giving him a soft squeeze. ] I don't hate you either. [ He grins against the top of his head, fingers curling against Alex and his warmth, protective in a stupid way even if Alex proved he was more than able to handle himself in most situations. ] As irritating as you are. [ An broader grin as he gives another squeeze. ] Managing to get under my skin like you do. [ He means it in all the best ways, because even though he tried not to, this whole thing has changed Wesley a lot. For the better, and it's not something he regrets. ]

Haven't heard any complaints yet. [ There's a sea of things neither of them would be admitting to, but it's understood well enough between them in moments like this. Being any kind of close to someone else beyond just fucking isn't something either really do - even less so on the fucking with Alex - so it's no secret to either that this is... something else. But it's comprehended by both that it is - so there's no reason to have to make a verbal recognition of it. ]

Oh, yeah, sure. I'm the irritating one. 'Cause it's me dragging you out of bed and carrying you around like Tarzan every other morning. [ He laughs, shifting his eyes from the sky in favor of turning to capture the lips pressing to the side of his head, voice quieting when he speaks as the thumb of one hand traces the underside of Wesley's jaw. ] I guess it's okay this time, though.

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c:

:> I like putting things in the subject line because it keeps notifsfrom stacking. Also because ilu.

I turned off convos so it doesn't collapse :)

8Oa That's a good ideaaa. I didn;t know you could do that.