About this comic:After The Kindergarten Kid, before Gem
Harvest. Peridot and Lapis have been bonding during their time on
earth, but Lapis still can’t let go the feeling of being fused with
Jasper, so she asks Peridot to help her but, things don’t always goes as
Story and art by me, updates on fridays/saturdays. DON’T REPOST.
Wanted to have this ready yesterday but I returned home late :3c so yeah, happy late Christmas guys! Have an extra update~
When I was concepting this scene, I wanted to make them dance Genghis Khan (yall know) but I was listening lots of Wada Kouji and end up liking Grace for this scene, but you can make them dance whatev you want xD also don’t dance in the roof, it can be dangerous :3c they don’t need words rn~
Dean waking Cas up with bright flowers, filling the bedroom with the scent of fresh grass and bumble bees.
Dean wrapping himself around Cas for warmth in the early morning chill of winter. Waking him up by rubbing his cold nose along the crease of his soft neck.
Dean laying in bed for hours, watching his own personal sunrise in the form of a messy haired angel. Dragging his fingers along the bare curve of his spine, over the shoulder blades where his wings used to be.
Dean sneaking away for coffee, not caring when Sam catcalls at him from the kitchen. The smile on Cas’ lips when he’s handed the steaming mug, his cold fingers wrapping around Dean’s.
Dean kissing Cas in a lazy, early morning sort of way. Cas shivering beneath the blankets, smiling when Dean asks if he’s cold. He promises he’s not. There’s not an inch on his body that’s cold.
Dean saying I love you. Over and over. A song for just Cas to hear. Their own personal melody.
The middle of April marks the end of hibernation for most wild Canadians. They will be hungry after the long winter and will flock to Tim’s to forage for sustenance. In the next few weeks, layers upon layers of clothing will be shed until the pouffy marshmallow body type of winter Canadians changes into their more sleek summer coat.
It’s a cold, Winter-injected Sunday morning but it’s also yours and
Chanyeol’s rare day off together. All you want to do is sleep but
with Chanyeol as your boyfriend, that was (and never is) going to
You stir in your sleep,
refusing to let yourself wake up when those soft lips you love and
know all too well found their way to to your forehead.
“Are you awake yet?”
You died every morning, though it was hard for you to complain; your
ears were lucky enough to be blessed with Chanyeol’s deep, groggy
morning voice. You groaned and mumbled slightly, still drowsy and
half-asleep; it was still fairly dark due to the cold winter.
Honestly, waking up is the last thing you wanted to do. You just
wanted to snuggle back into the covers and return back to Dreamland,
even if it was your beloved boyfriend who was next to you.
“How about now?”
Chanyeol took it a step further, giving you a peck on your nose. He
knew you loved it when he did that but it proved ineffective as your
eyes quickly shut again. Chanyeol wouldn’t go defeated that easily.
Not a chance. The both of you were lucky enough to share a day off on
the same day and he wasn’t just going to sleep through this rare
opportunity. Your boyfriend pouted but knowing full well you couldn’t
see his adorable, puppy-like face, he leaned foward, hovering above
you with one arm on your other side to support himself. “Still
asleep? Hmm…” He hummed, pretending to be in deep thought. You
could imagine him stroking his chin but the image of that was cut off
immediately when his lips landed on yours.
Your eyes shot open in
surprise. Trust Chanyeol to pull a stunt like this. After a few
seconds of allowing your brain to process what is going on, you
kissed him back – you weren’t just going to refuse it, were you?
No. You’re weren’t. Feeling Chanyeol smile against your lips almost
made you hit him. You knew this was his plan all along and Chanyeol,
knowing he succeeded, only became more prideful and confident.
Chanyeol knew he had
control over you now. There was no hiding it.
He pulled away from
your frankly pleasant wake-up call, though you would never admit that
to him. Not like you needed to however; he knew anyway. A subtle
smirk was plastered on his face as he stared at you. ‘Morning
Chanyeol is hot as hell though’, you thought to yourself. His
brown hair was messy, sticking up in various directions and he was
topless. That’s how he slept and you thought you had come to terms
with that and have gotten used to it but apparently not. Your heart
was pounding against your chest – you were sure it could jump out
any second. Because Chanyeol is leaning over you with the most
irresistible smirk, topless.
was still staring at you and having just woken up, you were getting
insecure. You began to sit up, just to switch up the moment and go do
some chores, only to be stopped by Chanyeol placing his arm firmly
around your waist. He gently pushed you back down.
it’s…” You look over to the digital clock resting on the bedside
table next to you. “…10:07. I need to get up and get the laundry
going.” Needless to say, Chanyeol wasn’t having any of it. At
least, not today. Any other day, he’d let you go, following you
around whilst you completed various chores like a lost puppy, pouting
until he got comforted with a kiss every once in a while, but today.
Today was different.
Sunday morning…” Your boyfriend whispered, tightening his gentle
grip around your waist and pulling himself closer to you. “Stay…
just for a bit.” He pleaded. “But Chanyeol…” you started but
he’s not taking no for an answer. He nuzzled his head into the crook
of your neck, breathing in your scent and planting delicate, little
kisses along your jawline. The kisses trailed up to your ear, where
Chanyeol stopped, whispering “stay…” once more. He pulled back
slightly, gazing into your eyes lovingly. “I hate you.” You
whispered back, a smile accompanying your soft morning voice. You
were defeated and he had won. 'Anyone able to resist him is
simply inhuman’, you attempted
to justify your actions. “No you don’t.” Chanyeol retorted, his
low chuckle vibrating the air around the two of you. “Shut up.”
You smiled back and stopped any more of his witty comebacks by
kissing him, to which he gladly returned the gesture.
hated how he could see through you like it was second nature to him
but you also loved it. He knew you so well. You loved it and most of
all, you love him. Even if he did so rudely wake you up from your