He smiled gently, happy with Eli’s response. Honestly, it wasn’t that different from what his responses had been like before, but now everything was a lot more affectionate, everything had a slightly deeper meaning- Because their feelings weren’t just for close companions anymore, it was something far sweeter.

Eli was basically the only person who knew him well enough that Umbra didn’t feel the frustration of having to write out everything for him. He smiled almost shyly when he felt arms reach around him again before nodding slightly, offering some hot cocoa to Eli. He then tilted his head, looking at Eli in a curious manner, as though to say, ‘And you?’

"Thanks." He took the mug and took a sip, tensing when he realized just how hot it was. "Ow..." A soft whimper of pain accompanied his words. "That was hotter than I thought..." He should have been more careful. He nearly missed what his boyfriend said. "Huh? Oh--I'm alright. Just tired really. I'm glad I have a day off tomorrow." He started to take his way toward the couch, taking Umbra's hand to lead him along.

He'll sit down on the couch and lay back against the cushions, letting out a sigh. "Hey...Let's go on a date tomorrow." It could be their first date. "I think it'd be nice. What do you think?" He entwines his fingers with the raven's, rubbing his thumb over his palm.

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          I really don’t think anyone realizes how much I feel attacked whenever I get yelled at for dressing like a boy. Moreover, here is the problem, I’ll be going to prom in May, which means that its in a couple of months. Sure, I have a lot of time to think it over by then but I’m being forced to go in a skirt or dress to prom, when obviously, I want to go in an outfit like other boys! If I don’t wear something girlish, I won’t be allowed to go to prom at all. It makes me very sick and sad. I want people to reblog this post so I can show it to my parents and some other people, so they can see how many people are okay with what I want to do. I want them to realize that if I want to be trans, there is nothing wrong with it.

Umbra can’t say welcome back, but that doesn’t mean he won’t welcome Eli voice- He can kiss him, and wrap his arms around him quietly. He patted Eli’s head quietly- Poor Eli- He’d been working so hard. Umbra was considering offering to work with him, though he wouldn’t be able to do much but make drinks in the back—

He really looked so exhausted— Umbra gestured towards the bedroom, where he’d put out some warm pajamas to change into. Meanwhile, he shuffled to the kitchen, starting to heat up some water for him.

"Thanks." He nuzzled against his boyfriend, enjoying the embrace. "Missed you." He was always happy to come home since it meant seeing the one he loved so much. Things hadn't changed much since they started dating. They were pretty close anyways. They had known each other for...well...Eli had lost count of such a thing. He would say forever. Couldn't be too far off.

Giving his boyfriend a kiss on the forehead, he went to see what was in their bedroom. Pajamas. He took a minute to change into them before going into the kitchen and wrapping his arms around Umbra once more. He was affectionate as ever. "Did you have a good day?"

                               ”Oh, you were?" He was slightly surprised and had                      no idea what to do in return, so he thinks he’ll try and return                      the sentiment,”Uh, I never need to see the sun again                      because your eyes light up my world.”

"Oh t-thank you..." His voice grew soft as his cheeks heated up. He hadn't expected Kayetan to flirt back. "I-I've never said anything like that before so I thought I would um...give it a try." He wasn't really the filrty type, but he tried. "I don't think I'm very good at it."

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         ”Oh really?” Lucien adds surprise to his tone though, on the inside, he can’t help but let lose a cynical bark. That was a first. No one has ever called him nice. 

         Well then. First time for everything. 

         "Why yes, I suppose I am nice right now." He was a moody son of a bitch, and he’d own up to that too, so who knew how long he’d stay content.

"I’ll probably stay nice if you continue to pet and compliment." 

Right now? Well he supposed not everyone could be nice all the time. Well except himself. Or so he tried to be. He was kindness after all. "Alright then." And he's still running his fingers through the other's hair. "I haven't seen many people with white hair. Oh, but it's not bad--It's interesting . Is it natural or did you dye it?"

                 ❝k—kitten? no, i haven’t, but i’ll help y’look.❞ she’d drop everything for a kitten, lucky for him.

"Thank you. Thank you very much--She's a ragdoll and white and her name is Regina." Hopefully it wouldn't take too long to find her.