He can't find his clothes—.

&&.

Beautiful. . .

nuzzles his cheek. “How’d I get so lucky?”

“Do you? I find that hard to believe,” Now he's teasing, arms around the royal’s waist — just needing that sense of security.

||: my pretty kitty

Touches his butt.

Falls through a portal and onto the ground.

Dusts himself off, clearly looking like he had been fighting something. Scoffs. “Oh, I'm fine Jacob, thanks for asking!”

“Gee, thanks — just saving everyone's reality is all,” Stephen takes the hand and gets up, looking down at himself in slight disgust. This was his first time visiting Sakaar, and he hated it. He's covered in celebratory powder. Pink powder.

Deep, tired sighing.

“I’m always hungry, duh. Don't talk about looking like unicorn snot when you literally did you're own quarentine haircut and color. Don't make me tell Brad Mondo.” Stephen removed the cloak and walked to his room all dramatic, wisps of colorful chalk falling from his hair.

||: yassss come thru mood

Sneezes.

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