Cronus lay wrapped around Kankri and completely content with life. He'd just woken up, though he could tell from his breathing that Kankri was still sleeping soundly. He leaned down some and kissed at the base of his neck as he rubbed circles in his sides with his thumbs. The whole thing just felt so surreal. The two have them had just... made love? Had sex? Fucked? He didn't know which verb it was. It was tender, but so visceral. He looked at his face, wondering how all of the angry pretense could melt away in his sleep like that.

Kankri stirred a little in his sleep, making a little noise as he pressed back against him. His eyes fluttered opened slowly and he glanced back at Cronus, smiling. "Well good morning sunshine." He leaned up and pressed a soft kiss into his lips. "Sleep well?"

"You bet I did." He pressed back into the kiss lazily, enjoying all of the skin to skin contact and wondering how long you'd stay like this.

Kankri pulled back from the kiss and looked around. "It's pretty dark out. What time is it?" He wasn't really asking, but he looked at the clock on the bedside table. "It's already past nine... Well then." He hummed and gave Cronus another kiss. "Want to do something bad?"

He raised his eyebrows. "Are you trying to make me into a deviant?"

"I think what we did earlier already did." Another small kiss. "Though possibly. So?"

He smiled. "Sure. Can I just take a shower first?"

"We should both do that actually." He pushed the covers off and pulled out of Cronus's arms, walking back over to his bag.

Cronus couldn't help but stare at his back as he moved. He'd never noticed the little strings of tattoos on his shoulders. "What do those mean?"

"Hm?"

"On your shoulders."

He put one hand on his back to rub at one. "Oh. Well they're actually dates."

"Really?" He smiled as he got up and stood behind him, placing his hand over Kankri's.

"Yeah." He bit at his lip as they stood like that. "They're for my mom."

"There are a lot of these back here for just your mom."

"My dad and my brother's birthday's are back there too."

"Anything else?"

He swallowed. "Strength and harmony." He laughed a little. "My brother and my middle names."

"Which is yours?"

"Jìn ." It was strange hearing the Chinese come from his lips was strange, almost intoxicating. "For strength, drive, spirit."

"And Kar?"

"Hépíng. For harmony, peace, serenity." He laughed. "It's funny though, isn't it?"

"What?"

"You've met Karkat." His voice was exasperated.

Cronus laughed a little. "Yeah he's pretty much the opposite of peaceful isn't he?"

"He's exactly the opposite." He grabbed Cronus's hand. "Let's not talk about him though. Let's go take a shower."

The two went to the shower and Cronus started to clean himself off without a second thought until he felt Kankri's hands on his hips and his lips against his neck. "Whoa, Kan, what are you doing?"

He sucked hard and pulled off with a small popping sound, smirking up at Cronus. "What you didn't think that we'd be doing anything in here?"

"Uh, not really no." He laughed. "You want me to fall asleep out there?"

This earned a deep sigh. "I suppose not." He moved away and washed himself quickly, getting himself clean before Cronus had even finished washing his hair. After he'd gone through his rigorous personal grooming measures, Cronus stepped out of the shower and toweled himself off carefully. He wandered back to his room and was surprised to see Kankri pulling things out of his bag.

"Babe?" He could feel a big, stupid grin on his face. He looked up at Cronus, his hair pulled back and out of his face with what appeared to be a Hello Kitty headband Cronus burst out laughing. "Oh my fuck, babe, that is..."

"Completely stupid, I know. It was a gift from Turntech and Timaeus."

"Whoa you know them?"

"Of course I do. How else would I get into some of those clubs to put up art?"

He made an impressed noise in his throat with a raise of his eyebrows. "That's pretty cool. Why Hello Kitty though?"

He shrugged. "Irony. Like pretty much everything they do, actually." He pulled out extra clothes from his bag at threw them at Cronus. "Put these on."

"What?"

"You're taller than me but I've got a bit more muscle, so the shirt should fit. I'm sure we can steal some of your brother's clothing as well."

"Why do I need your clothes?"

He smiled. "If you're going to be bad you may as well look the part, right?"

"I guess." He laughed as he pulled on a pair of clean boxers and his glasses.

"Do you have any contacts?"

"Yeah, but I don't like wearing them. They're kinda itchy after a while."

"Well I'm going to have you wear them tonight while we're out."

He shrugged. "I'll go put them in now." He walked to the bathroom and took a few minutes to put in his contacts. When he got back, rubbing his eyes and blinking rapidly, he sat on the bed and leaned back. "That better, babe?"

"Yes, thank you. Now put on those clothes."

"All right, all right." He looked at the shirt and pulled it over his head. It felt a little loose in the arms, but his shoulders were wide enough for it to be okay. Though he felt like his stomach was probably going to be showing if he stood. "How do I look?" He grinned widely.

"Honestly? Like a nerd in one of my old shirts. Let's go steal some of your brother's clothes. Unless your dad has something that might work...?"

"Uh, he's got some pants that would be long enough, but he's like twice my size so I just don't know if they'd fit."

"We can do something with your brother jeans, I'm sure." He stood up and pulled Cronus out of the room to Eridan's, stealing pants and having him try them on.

After about an hour, they were satisfied, though Cronus still felt uncomfortable. "Babe this is tight."

"And you look fantastic now shoosh. I'm thinking about this mess of hair." He brushed a strand out of Cronus's face.

"Are you gonna be able to do anything with it?"

He scrunched his nose while he played with Cronus's hair. "It's a little long to do much with, but I think I can do something with it." He walked into the bathroom and came back with a tin of pomade and a brush. "Are these yours?"

"Uh, no they're Danny's."

"Well we're using it." He took the brush and started the work through the extra wavy mess of Cronus's hair. Cronus made a few grunting noises at his hair was pulled back. He could feel Kankri putting the pomade in his hair.

After another half an hour, his hair was done, though Cronus could feel his scalp aching. He touched his fingers to his hair line and felt the little strands hanging in his face. "Are you sure about this?"

"Of course I'm sure. I've drawn you like this enough times to know that you'll look hot."

His face flushed. It certainly never took Kankri long to fluster him. "You think so?"

"I know so." He grabbed a few things from his bag and stood in front of Cronus, adding little things like pins and an ear cuff.

"What are you doing?" He winced a little as the ear cuff clipped was clipped on.

"Making you look less like a hot nerd. I don't mind the look, dear, but you're going to a club."

"Whoa what?" How am I even getting in the club?"

"Timaeus is letting us in." That's it. That's the end of the discussion. He wouldn't offer up any more information and Cronus knew it. He pulled a distressed hoodie out of his bag. "Put this on, you'll need it. It's supposed to be fucking cold tonight."

"I have my own coat you know."

"And you'll look like a nerd in it. If you're gonna be bad then you're gonna be bad." He smirked and sat on Cronus's lap, wrapping his arms around his neck. "This is gonna fun." He kissed him softly, leaving their lips together as he spoke. "I'd promise but I don't want you to think that I'm a liar."

"I wouldn't hold it against you." Cronus ran a hand under Kankri's shirt and pressed their lips together again, moving his lips hungrily. He felt uninhibited without his glasses. It was like he was someone else. Someone that would do something like this all time time, without having to steal his brother's jeans and his boyfriend's shirt. He felt like he was actually a bad ass.

And just for one night, just like a punk-rock Cinderella, he was going to be.