forum Not Broken, Just Bent. (Hospital/Asylum Soulmate RP)

Started June 05, 2018 by Deleted user

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"Cute?" Axel repeated, his voice in a higher tone as he cursed himself for sounding so flustered. "A-are you sure?" He asked, running a hand through his curly hair as he glanced up at Luka hesitantly.

"Why wouldn't I be sure? You're cute enough to . . . " Luka reached out for Axel's hand, intertwining his own fingers between Axels. " . . .Kiss?"

(aaaaand time skip)
Kaz woke up a few hours later, the damage done to his leg now nothing but a faint ache in his ankle. He hugged Vaughn closer to his chest, burying his face in the front of his shirt as he tried to will himself to go back to sleep

Vaughn made a noise in his sleep, something like a mix between a hum and a whimper, at Kaz’s movement. He shifted what used to be his injured arm, now only feeling a bit sore and stiff. But now, he was able to drape that arm over Kaz’s body in a loose embrace. He woke up, being half asleep with his eyes barely open.

Kaz chuckled softly to himself. The noise Vaughn had made was oddly adorable. He resolved not to say anything, knowing Vaughn probably just wanted to sleep

Vaughn heard a soft bit of laughter, eyes squinting softly as he woke up fully now. He let out a slow, soft breath as he shifted in bed a bit. His eyes flicked around until he looked down at Kaz, not quite able to tell if he is awake yet. He pressed a sleepy kiss to Kaz’s forehead, his arm now properly hugging onto him.

Kaz smiled widely at that, his grin wide and dorky as he cracked an eye open. He secretly wished he had his glasses on so he could see Vaughn's face properly, but that was okay. "Mornin', love," he mumbled sleepily, wrapping an arm around Vaughn as he pressed his face into the other man's neck contentedly

Vaughn shifted a little bit more as he stretched his legs out, giving another one of those soft noises. “Good morning, baby,” He murmured, voice rough from sleep. One of his hands ran up Kaz’s back, making its way to Kaz’s hair to run through it very gently.

Kaz made a small hum of happiness at the touch, tilting his head to press gentle kisses to Vaughn's jaw. His leg ached a little still, so he didn't want to get up just yet. Besides, snuggling with Vaughn was far more enjoyable

(Oof, I gotta go do chores in a little bit…)

Vaughn’s fingers moved to massage the back of Kaz’s neck, humming softly as he did so. “How long do you think we were asleep for?” He mumbled, glancing down at Kaz.

(np dude)
"Knowing Cas's magic, probably at least three or four hours," Kaz said sleepily, letting his eyes flutter shut again at Vaughn's touch. A small smile spread across his lips, the warmth of Vaughn's body starting to make him sleepy again

“It felt like longer,” Vaughn commented in a low, tired tone. And it was true, he felt strangely rested. He continued to massage Kaz’s neck, working through any knots under the skin.

"Healing magic works wonders," Kaz mumbled, letting a soft sigh escape him as Vaughn massaged at his neck. The hand around Vaughn's back moved up a little, rubbing at it lazily. He hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time, not without alcohol or his medication

“Do you have any extra sets of glasses?” Vaughn thought to ask, his tone softer now. He thought that Katz may be more comfortable if he was able to see better. He moved his hand to Kaz’s lower neck, continuing to rub.

Kaz frowned lightly in thought, trying to muster the brainpower to think of whether or not he had spare glasses. "I…think so? Maybe? But if I don't I've got some dumb contacts from however long ago that I think have the same prescription," he finally answered, moving his hand to slip it beneath Vaughn's shirt to rub at his back

“Do you feel like checking, or do you just want to stay in bed for a bit longer?” Vaughn asked, pressing himself against Kaz’s touch in a wanting way. He sighed softly, head resting back against the pillow.

Kaz thought for a moment before an idea crossed his mind. He had tried it once with the TV remote out of sheer laziness, but he was sure Vaughn wouldn't care if he gave it a go. He cracked an eye open, looking for where the small case that had his contacts was on the dresser. He frowned in concentration for a moment, and there was a series of violet arcs of electricity that zapped the case through the air until it bonked Kaz on the forehead. He laughed a little, moving his free hand to fumble with the case. He opened it, squinting slightly at the violet-tinted contacts

"Why wouldn't I be sure? You're cute enough to . . . " Luka reached out for Axel's hand, intertwining his own fingers between Axels. " . . .Kiss?"

"Is that a question or a comment, Luka?" Axel teased, a crooked grin spreading across his face as he looked down at Luka's hand. He glanced back up, a nervous smile replacing his grin as he shifted in his wheelchair.

"Maybe an action?" Luka held an unwavering gaze towards Axel's lips, smiling awkwardly and hesitating. What're you waiting for? He would go in at the perfect time.

(See ya.)
"I don-I don't see much action happening," Axel answered, trying for a joke as he glanced back towards Luka's gaze. His grin had soon been replaced by a soft smile as a faint blush made it's way across his cheeks when he realized the proximity of Luka.

He traced his fingers along the frame of Axel's wheelchair, heart pounding. I've never kissed someone before. . . frogs don't count, right? Luka's face turned bright pink. He'd been trying to block the frog-thing out of his mind.

Axel bit his bottom lip softly in thought as he studied Luka's face, his gaze finally returning to meet Luka's. After a few moments, he leaned forward, pressing his lips against his softly. His hand moved to the back of Luka's neck, pulling him closer.

Kaz thought for a moment before an idea crossed his mind. He had tried it once with the TV remote out of sheer laziness, but he was sure Vaughn wouldn't care if he gave it a go. He cracked an eye open, looking for where the small case that had his contacts was on the dresser. He frowned in concentration for a moment, and there was a series of violet arcs of electricity that zapped the case through the air until it bonked Kaz on the forehead. He laughed a little, moving his free hand to fumble with the case. He opened it, squinting slightly at the violet-tinted contacts

Vaughn’s brows raised in surprise, and he chuckled softly. “Impressive,” he commented. “Glad you didn’t have to get up, you’re pretty warm,” he added, pressing his lips to Kaz’s cheek.

"Of course I'm warm, I'm laying next to the hottest person I know," Kaz joked, sitting up slightly so he could put the contacts in. He fumbled with them for a moment, blinking away the faint irritation they caused when he first put them in. He laid back down, now grinning at Vaughn with pure violet eyes. He had gotten the contacts made a year or two ago when he let Finn convince him to buy them. Your eyes are prettier when they're purple. They look less drab, came Finn's voice, and his smile faltered for a moment before he rid the thought from his mind

It was the perfect kiss. Soft and subtle, like a fleeting summer dream. Maybe no moment was exactly perfect, maybe love just happened on its own? Luka ran his hands through Axel's soft hair, pressing against him and causing the wheelchair to retreat just a little bit. He broke the kiss, hovering his lips just a few inches away. "You beat me to it."

Vaughn scoffed softly and laughed lightly. He rubbed at Kaz’s cheek with his thumb, looking at his eyes. “Would you be offended if I said I like them more when they are grey?” He murmured, a brow arched.

"Nah. I like them better when they're grey, too. But I used to get contacts that made my eyes more violet all the time because the audience ate it up when I was still in the band with Michael and Alex." He didn't mention what Finn had said to him, trying his best to forcefully ignore the thought

“Well I think the grey looks better than violet. It fits you better,” Vaughn said, smiling faintly as he glanced over Kaz’s face, still stroking his cheek with his thumb.

Kaz hummed in agreement, leaning slightly into Vaughn's touch as he let his eyes close. He'd have to see about getting new glasses soon. Contacts itched, and he would rather not get weird looks for having purple eyes

“Tired?” Vaughn asked softly. He knew that Kaz had said so earlier, but he wanted to know for sure. He hoped that Kaz felt rested and nice. He still wanted to spend time with him before going back to the ‘hospital’.

"Little bit. Contacts itch a bit though, nothing too bad," Kaz responded quietly, pressing his face into Vaughn's chest again as he began to scratch lightly at his back with the tips of his nails