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     He's not an extremely jealous person. He knows that Rhy is his and that he is Rhy's, and nothing will come between that. (Given the fact they're together even after certain revelations, that much should be obvious.) Kili's really not jealous, because he has no reason to be.      Until he does, because that stupid bitch that's serving them won't stop making eyes at Rhy and keeps flaunting her porn star tits at his husband, and maybe he's a little tempted to accidentally shoot the ugly whore, but apparently that's not socially acceptable. 
     Instead, he decides to go with a much better approach, and as she comes out of the kitchen with their meal, Kili gets up from his seat and goes to Rhy's side, sitting on his lap. It's child's logic: if you're sitting on it, it must be yours. 
     Because it's not like the wedding rings, hickeys, love bites and hand holding on the table aren't obvious enough. But their stupid waitress doesn't seem to get it, so he's resorted to acting like a child and sitting on his husband, turning and flashing him an innocent smile as he kisses his jaws, lips lingering there until Big Tits Tammy leaves them the fuck alone.
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     ”oui, that’s me.” he murmurs, ignoring the fact his french decided to slip past his      attempts to speak only english. “au moins, il est magnifique." he mumbles, more      or less to himself. "i’m not used to your schooling system."
He fumbles for words for a moment, cheeks flushing faintly. He has to tip his head back a bit to look him in the eye completely, and that makes his blush a bit worse. Klimek bites his lip, quietly surprised. He's considered tall for a freshman, standing close to 5'9, but this boy--he's so much taller. And he has a nice smile that makes his insides twist just a bit. Hearing him speak in French, the shorter boy's eyes light up. He's not entirely fluent, but he knows enough to carry a conversation well enough. Then he blushes even more when he processes what the boy's just said. 
"Ce est bien que vous croyez." he says quietly, shifting a bit. Klimek nods in slight understanding. "I guess it would be fairly different here." he muses, tipping his head to the side. "Is there anything similar?"
     it’s not that rhyden hates being here. not at all, in fact. he’s always had particular      interest in learning     he just hasn’t liked the institutions he’s had to learn in.  he’s      always been lonely,   always a bit too bold or a bit too brash or just a little bit too      different.and then his parents had died ( he’d killed them, not that anyone knew )      and he became even more of a goddamned freak. he’s been sitting quietly in the      office of his new school,  waiting  for  his 'tour guide' to show  up.  sienna  hues       flick upwards at the sound of a voice,   and slowly,   a small smile dances across      his lips. at least they’d been kind enough to give him someone beautiful to guide      him. he nods slightly, uncurling his lanky form to his full height and standing. 
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Lots of other kids could have been chosen to show the new boy around. Someone on student council would have been preferable. But they were all juniors, and, apparently, it was better for him to have someone his age. Not that Klimek is complaining much. He doesn't over think it, instead choosing to try to be helpful as he slipsinto the main office, whiskey eyes flicking about, searching for an unfamiliar face. He finds it easily enough, in a gorgeous package of darkness. Well, fuck, he thinks as he ventures forward, approaching who he assumes to be the new boy. He's fucking gorgeous. 
Another few steps bring him in front of the other, and he offers a small smile, tipping his head to the side. "I think I'm supposed to show you around." If not   well, he's probably going to stick right next to this beautiful boy. 
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nogitsune week, day 2
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the Nogitsune being a little shit
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Slowly, expression full of pure fondness, Kili flips their hands so his eyes can rest on the first of many tattoos he'd gotten for Rhy. And he smiles even more, leaning in to kiss his lips gently, pulling away to meet his gaze.
"L'amour est d'accepter mutuellement pleinement, peu importe ce que les défauts qu'ils ont ou erreurs stupides qu'ils ont fait. Je te aime. Je te aimais avant tout, et Je te aime après. Bien sûr, il m'a fallu un certain temps pour obtenir vraiment combien je fais, mais je te aime. Tu es mon magnifique ange noir. Ça ne changera jamais."
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     slowly, rhyden pulls back, settling easily upon kili’s lap & then looking down      at their entwined fingers,   smiling so softly  &  goddamned ADORINGLY at       the sight before back up towards his husband, sienna hues meeting amber      ones.
            ❛ tu me aimes malgré mes défauts. malgré tous les mauvais seule que             je ai jamais jeté sur une âme comme la vôtre. tu me aimes encore.  je             suis pas près de parfait. ce est vous. seulement vous. ❜
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                   if you want a                    m o n s t e r,                    i  can  show                    you             a                    f  u  c  k i n g                     ( MONSTER  ) 
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"Don’t push her."
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Emily Browning & Xavier Samuel pt. 3 [x]
A successful and adorable conclusion.
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"Contact fell out. Can't see shit right now. Come back later?"
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"Jesus fuck, what kind of math are you even taking?"
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