Not a Tattoo …
Heterochromia eyes peer though the crack in the door to the bedroom.
Darkiplier is shuffling though his closet to find a shirt since he is only wearing boxers.
Antisepticeye is watching him though the crack in the door. Also, only wearing boxers
'I've only ever seen him frown' Anti thinks 'He is always angry or annoyed and everything'
His eyes drift to the upside down heart on Darks chest. A grin spreads across his face.
'I know what mine does I wonder if his is the same?'
Anti waits until Dark is completely looking away before slamming the door open and jumping onto Dark. His arms around Darks neck And legs his waist. Dark yells and tries to shake him off like an angry bull.
"Get Off!" Dark yells
"Never!" Anti yells back
Getting Dark to be still isn't as easy as Anti thought it would be. Despite being slammed into the wall a couple times and shoved in the closed. Which he doesn't mind. Anti hangs on. Dark eventually tires himself out.
"Fuck you…" he mumbles, standing in the center of the room panting
Anti lets himself down from his position of clinging to Darks back. Still a tight hold with one hand on his the shoulder the other snaking around to the spot on Darks chest. And his chin on the other shoulder.
"Don't- Ah!"
"See Dark, you're not completely emotionless~" Anti purrs, kneading the black heart
"Ah! Ah!"
Dark can't form words or think straight. He stumbles and sits on the bed. His arms are like cocked noodles all he can do is make a finger twitch.
Anti moves to a comfortable position and twines his legs with Darks so he can't get up. He watches Dark and his futile attempts to get away. Darks head rolls to the side and he pants faster as Anti presses the mark a bit harder.
'This is fun but what should I do now?'