week 28
190
7/9
Hair (Crona is using she/her. DARK. KID HAS A PANIC ATTACK. And it's very much not played for laughs.)
Crona stoked Kid's back as he sobbed in her arms. She wasn't very good at comforting people but she'd do anything for Kid. Something had triggered him into frantically trying to cut off his hair. Crona had walked in on bits of ebony scattered through the bathroom and found Kid curled under the bed, trying to cut the hair faster than it grew. Crona gently took the scissors from his hand and coaxed him out. Now Kid was curled in a ball, his hair already coming in.
"I h-h-hate i-i-it ssso much!" Crona kissed his forehead, feeling helpless.
"I know. I'm sorry. I love you."
It was the only thing she could think to say.
191
7/10
Exchange (NSFW, and non gender pronouns, because I love the challenge.)
Every roll of the hips was intoxicating. Every have bitten off plea and his name whispered and then whimpered and then screamed was like a song that Kid could have listen to forever. He sighed and placed a tender kiss to Crona's neck, just to hear them gasp.
"Ki-Kid, oh oh. I need, I-I please, oh god KID!"
He clasped their hands together, fingers tangled and Crona immediately squeezing it hard and throwing their head back in ecstasy. The whimper turned into a scream as Kid bit harder, sucking the flesh, and turning it into one big mix of painpleasuretoomuchTOOMUCH.
"Go on, my dear Crona. Come for me."
192
7/11
Morning (This can be considered a sequel to last night)
"Mmmmmh. *mumbles*"
"Pardon me? Your face is in my chest."
"Mghhfgh. Mmmph."
"Crona, my love, I still can't hear my interperation is thus: *In a rough approximation of Crona's voice* 'Oh Kid! My wonderful and lovely nearly symmetrical boyfriend, good morning! I believe -"
"Hrumph!"
"*Continuing* "I believe that I would love to dress in that darling outfit that your recently bought me. The one with that comes just down to-"
"Eek! Kid!"
"Yes Crona dear?"
"If you let me use the silk ropes again, I-I'll put it on right now."
193
7/12
Asphyxiation
Sleepy morning kisses were best.
Crona's eyes were hardly open before Kid was moving up close, kissing one cheek and then the other. Crona smiled and closed their eyes again, waiting.
The touch was gentle and a little cold from the early morning. Lips carefully aligned and utterly unhurried as they pressed together. No where to go and no one to see, it was just them. Crona sighed through their nose and felt Kid's smile. He pressed his mouth to the top and bottom of Crona's, making sure to cover all of it. It was a reminder through the day that Kid was there for them. Crona smiled back and kissed back, gently and precise. When they drew away from each other, Crona's eyes were open, and they sighed again, breathing deep.
"You make me breathless."
194
7/3
Subjective (Why do I always make Ox the jerk? Sorry dude.)
Ox slid in the seat next to Kid.
"Can I ask you something?" Before Kid responded, Ox was already plowing on. "You live a super hot girl like Liz right? I'm sure you've seen her or Patti naked? So why pick a stick like Crona? No offense but half the class think you're gay now because no one can tell what gender Crona is."
For a moment Kid was so stupified by the barrage of statements, that his mouth opened and closed, no sound coming out. Finally his brain caught up and with no further prompting he tore into Ox.
"It's none of your business if I've seen Liz naked, and if I have, I wouldn't tell you. Frankly I don't give the tiniest fuck what people think is beautiful or if they think I'm gay. LAstly, why is everyone so hung up on what gender Crona is? They are a wonderful person, and it doesn't matter and if you ever come up to me and ask such personal and insulting questions again, I will drag into the street and thrash you." Kid's voice was harder than diamonds and colder than frost. His eyes never left Ox's. "Do I make myself exceedingly clear?"
Ox's adams apple bobbed. "C-crystal."
195
7/14
Ring (Crona's using he/him. Cause I'm behind the wheel and I said so.)
"I felt bad for Gollum." Crona blurted out when the movie ended. He was leaning against Kid's chest, legs covered by an old quilt. "I-I mean, it wasn't his fault that he did those things right? The ring made him sick and then Frodo was the first person to be nice to him and then he died and I-" Crona's voice was becoming more hysterical.
"Whoa, whoa. Crona." Kid wrapped his arms around Crona. Every muscle was tense and shaking. "This really upset you? My dear, I can promise it's fictional. And Gollum may have been a relatable character for you, but there's a difference." Kid leaned over until he could see Crona's bright blue eyes. "Gollum had no one beside him. You will always have me."
196
7/15
Lunch
"Now here, flip it like," Kid put his hand over Crona's hand and flicked their wrists together so the sandwich fell over. "This." The grilled cheese settled back in the pan with a sizzle. Crona's eyes were pinned by the fact Kid hadn't moved from their hand. His hands were soft and his thumb stroked the outside of their thumb. Crona's heartbeat sounded usually loud in their ears.
"I'm sorry, is this bugging you I can-" Kid's hand started to move away. Crona grabbed it.
"No. No. It's fine, please don't." Their hands were pressed together, palm to palm. Slowly Kid curled his fingers around theirs and grabbed their other hand, mimicking the action. For a long moment, they stood face to face, holding hands.
"Hey guys? Is something burning? I can smell smoke." Liz called from the living room.
