I'm Closing The Session, Tomorrow Is The Last Exam....

Nikto is chopping wood when it hits you. You're watching from your back porch door, a porcelain mug of hot chocolate cradled in your warm palms.

It's cold- far too cold for Nikto to be chopping wood in your garden right now. A thick layer of frost blanketing everything in sight- in which he had scraped your car for you earlier this morning whilst you were still in bed. He's still in his sleeping clothes; his thin black shirt that stuck to his body in a thick sleeve or fabric, and those baggy grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips. He's still refused to let you stitch the hemming- which is frayed and worn. Insisting that it is no use fixing it. There's no fixing it, llubov. I'll let it fray and throw it later. No use.

It was certainly a sight. He had drunk his tea down quickly once he noticed your shivering shoulders. Wrapped you up in that fluffy cream nightgown of yours, and set out to fill the fireplace. A silent promise to keep you warm. To provide. He had shot you a stern look at the sight of you lingering in the doorway- your pyjamas shorts and lack of slippers irking him. You wanted to roll your eyes at him. Used to his picking. You are a little warm soft thing. You need to stay warm.

"you're acting like a husband". You quip softly. Playfully, that smile that could warm butter on your pretty lips. "Do you want to be my husband, Andre?".

"yes".

Nikto's sincere raspy voice is sincere as he answers immediately- stunning you into silence. Glancing up at you to fix you an intense stare as he split the log with his hands. Something soft and eager in his eyes. Apprehensive on his own behalf, but filled with longing.

"you'll always be warm". He vows. Eyes filled with something- devotion. So tremendous, that it rattles you to the bone. His eyes meet yours, and you're not sure you can look away. Can't find your hands to sever the line. Pinning you down. He makes the first move- leaving the axe by the tree stump, shoes crunching in the glittering frosted grass. Approaching you like a weary hound.

"then in that case, may I mend these then?". You mumble. Now shy, your heart quivering at the intensity in his face. His hand meets yours as it brushes over the frayed hem of his sweatpants- a warm, halting hold. An unsure pause, you think... Before his shoulders relax a little, and his fingers wiggle softly between yours to melt into an embrace of hands. A gesture so sweet, so unsure and new to him, it was his turn to fluster. Feline eyes wandering from your eyes to your fingers clasped with his.

"yes. I... Let's try".

i will draw one (1) thing and lock in

i thought i would have some time and energy to draw but i am dead wrong

i want to draw boobs and teeth

epic!!! would nikto like cheese plate? maybe cold cut plate with meat???

take a good nap brooo!!! i'm doing alright, therapy today and no meds change :3

hello! do you like cheese?

i bought a 200g block of gouda yesterday and ate it with some haribo worms and it felt like my own little cheese plate with dried fruits and all that :3

hope you are doing well 🍀

I LOVE CHEESEE PLATE THAT SHIT UP ON A CERAMIC AND IM EATING IT LIKE IT'S A CAVIAR BOWL TO GOOO I'M DOING SLEEPY HOW ARE YOU HANDSOME

chat we hit 100 followers before i drew 100 niktos. i will keep going

Ghost who likes your teeth a little too much. Sets you down on his lap just to pull down your bottom lip by your chin. A single thumb as he pulls you in just to lick at your teeth. Ignoring your curious tongue to lap at the ceramic like texture of your teeth.

Ghost who brushes your teeth for you sometimes. Treating you like a behaving dog so he can brush the toothbrush against the side of your teeth all the way to opening your jaw and reaching for the back.

"Good pet", he would tease only to suck on your teeth like an animal.

thank you guys so much for being nice to me even though i am very inactive ;w; it means a lot, i will do whatever i can to be better to you

This kimchi is so good, sorry you're the first person I saw I recognized on my list and just. Im gonna yap. This fucking kimchi is sweet, which I have never tasted before and secondly its soft, but not soggy soft its moreso softly crunchy and that shit is wonderful. I'm eating it with potatoes and holy shit. Alright yap over.

enjoy your kimchi and potato! and what if i tell you that i am also eating kimchi (on its own) 😭😭😭

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