say you’ll be my darling && vesania

[✧ shepherd]

[align=center][div style="background=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 125%; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px;"]shepherd had never smiled so wide, his usual rbf practically non existent at this point in time. this was the most fun he's had since making his home in the badlands. not only was there a funny story for the future to tell, but there was also a cat. a whole ass cat, and it was purring because of him. shep nibbled at his lower lip in an attempt to stifle his smile (and failing), as he gently scratched at a spot behind twinkie's right ear with his index finger. he flopped back to lean against the headboard with his arms behind his head to provide some leverage.

"oh man, i's didn't mean to scares ya. was jus' doing my bes' to keep ya cool; hangover sweats ain't fun at alls." shep chuckled lowly, now taking the chance to look ves up and down. shep already knew he was shorter height weight, but even so shep knew ves could still take him down. not that he was going to admit to that out loud, the last thing he wanted to admit was being weaker than anybody else. shepherd held out the still damp cloth to vesania, raising a single eyebrow in question. "darlin', i suggests ya get some water in ya soon."