❛ atlas

@『 ✮ 』nikko hajime。 Atlas playfully rolled his eyes at his reply, though he couldn't deny that what he said ended up making him smile slightly wider. They were always like this, affectionate with each other. He really didn't have many other people that enjoyed being this close with him. "Your gushers? I would never! What type of person do you think I am?" He faked being offended, yet once he got comfortable at the bottom of the couch, he dug inside the bag and grabbed exactly that.

"I have not. I've been working all morning," he tore open the packaging and grunted, realizing that the gushers he had grabbed were only strawberry flavored. "Have you ate yet? Heard last night's stream did really good, too."

@『 ✮ 』atlas hwang。 "you are my home." he simply responded back, letting you take the bag of goodies and walking into the warm apartment. looping his arm around Atlas, nuzzling his cheek onto the younger's cheek with a cheerful laugh. "don't take my gushers." Nikko mumbles, squinting his eyes at Atlas with a pout on his lips. leading them over to the couch, pulling his arm around from Atlas' shoulders and flopped face front onto the couch, closing his lids as he gets comfortable.

"aw, I've missed you as well." he stupidly grinned, rolling onto his back and resting his hand onto his stomach. "have you eaten yet?"

@『 ✮ 』nikko hajime。 "Of course, of course. My home is your home."

His eyes shaped themselves into crescents, beckoning for other to come inside before reaching out to grab the bag of snacks. He totally was doing it to help his friend, no, he definitely didn't want first dibs on whatever was inside. Pulling the door closed once the other made it in, Atlas continued to follow the older boy around like a lost puppy, excited to have company for the first time in a while.

"I was so bored without you, I thought I would die." Dramatically, he tilted his head back and groaned.

@『 ✮ 』atlas hwang。 the back of his hands lightly hits his mouth, a loud yawning out of him, scrunching his nose as his hand dropped onto his sides. it was a long day of streaming and god he was sore from staying seated in one place for hours, rolling his sore shoulders back with a soft groan. rapping his knuckles onto the wooden doorframe, a smile blooming on his face at the thought of the person on the other side of this door. smiling wider as the door opened up, holding up the bag of snacks and beers.

"Howdy partner." The Japanese male waved his free hand, tilting his head to the side. "Can I come in, hon?"

@『 ✮ 』nikko hajime。 "Oh ," Atlas cursed for the 100th time that night.

His back ached and his head pounded much more than it usually did. Editing videos and getting streams together always did a number on him, but he swore if he didn't take a break soon he might go insane. The lights of his set up blinded him, and in attempt to ease his pain he pressed his hands tightly against his eyes, yet some of the colors still peeked through and burned him. About to curse the heavens again, a knock was heard at his door. Lazily shuffling up to his feet and nearly bumping into every wall he came in contact with, the door opened to reveal his best friend.

"Nikko," he weakly spoke, trying his best to make his appearance look better than it actually did. He was gonna kill Atlas.