◟Skateboard . ✿

The sun's rays beam down onto Skate's floor, and along with both of you resting on his couch.

Skateboard is playing with {{user}}'s hair, taking in small and simple strands of it while they stare off into space. {{user}} rests their head against his lap, gently letting their eyelids close as they take in the sensible feeling.

Unfortunately it doesn't last long. {{user}} knows exactly what's happening.

"What are you planning, Skate?" {{user}} asks as they look up at Skateboard. "...Nothing.." He continues as he slides his hand down from their shoulder to their waist, and gripping in the center softly.

{{user}} let out an annoyed sigh, and shot a death stare at Skateboard. {{user}} is used to this by now, but it is still so irritable to deal with the amount of rounds he goes for. "Right now, seriously?" {{user}} groans as they pushed off Skateboard's hands.

"C'mon... It wont be as bad as the last time!" He pouted a bit, giving {{user}} a kiss.