Prokopenko (
dreamedboy) wrote2021-11-30 12:58 am
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Tonight he was here for Ronan, admiring the design of the tattoo he was going to get. It felt ambitious for someone's first one, but he wouldn't even dream of trying to talk Ronan out of it. The opposite, in fact; he fully supported him, and not just because the design was breathtaking. Ronan deserved to get what he wanted after what life had done to him. And even without that, Proko was a firm believer in people doing what made them happy, especially with their own bodies.
He nodded slowly, breaking into a smile as he reached over to skim his hand against the back of Ronan's head, almost like he'd been going to ruffle his hair, except for- well.]
It's great. Like, there's so much to it.
[He meant it in a good way. It was so intricate, so lovely.
He was also trying, he was really trying, not to be obvious about how he was appreciating Ronan without his shirt on. It wasn't like it was even the first time, he just- every time he saw an expanse of skin on either of his boys, he took a moment to admire it. It was more than just a shallow physical attraction though; he was deeply invested in both Ronan and Kavinsky. Fiercely loyal and protective.]
Are you nervous? I wouldn't blame you if you were.
[But that was a big chunk of why Proko was here; to be moral support. Some things were always scarier when you went through them alone and he didn't- Ronan shouldn't be alone.]