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Kraven shifted, nuzzling his face further into the deliciously comfortable tangle of his arms and a pillow. Maybe his shirt was mixed in there, he didn't know. The bluenette couldn't be bothered to crack an eye open and check. He just knew he didn't have the stupid piece of fabric on anymore. It was cold out, which meant Kraven spent as much time as possible in bed, where it was warm. Especially considering he now had a fun little brunette pet who was around more often then naught. Though said pet liked to keep his appartment at a crisp and cold temperature ******** had... surprised him in the last few months. Honestly? Kraven had half expected this to some how blow up in his face by now. Any 'relationships' he had never lasted more then a couple of weeks. So for him and Kazuo to be going on four months was all kinds of strange to him. As it was, the taller man was still waiting for the bitchfest that was suppose to come after he and Kaz had hooked up the first night. Maybe the little s**t was just buying his time?

Kraven wouldn't doubt it for a minute.

Which most likely meant he'd some how get in trouble for what happened back on New Years Eve. Though it probably would be to Kazuo's utter and sheer delight that he owned up to it. After having heard some stories about what had gone on, Kraven was glad when they were able to just slip on through with the rest of the Civilians. Kraven wondered idly if anyone knew he had just left after everything had gone to hell.

He was, surprisingly, so preoccupied with his lazy, sleepy thoughts, he didn't pick up on the noise of something shifting across the room. Nothing registered with him when the bed dipped ever so slightly. That was until there was a pressure on his lower back.

That definitely caught his attention.

His eyes snapped open and he was about to whirl around when a small pair of hands were placed on his back. There was an access of fabric too. The sleeves of a hoodie, his brain told him. Kazuo. He corrected himself mentally before rolling his shoulders slightly. "Damn it runt... I've told ya about sneaking up on me."

Kraven grunted in irritation. No that was not what it meant. "It's just a bad idea to sneak up on me. End of story." It wasn't. Not by a long shot. He hadn't bothered to properly explain why it was a bad idea. Just that it was, a bad idea.

It would not be a fun day when he finally learned.

That didn't stop Kraven from detaching one of his arms from his pillow nest and reaching around his shoulder to bury his fingers in the brunette's hair. "Didn't feel like going home again??" That seemed to be the excuse a lot lately. Kazuo was almost always here. Kraven still wasn't sure if he should be proud of the little s**t stealing his key to make a copy or annoyed. Either way, he was still impressed. "You're here more often then at home. How long before you just move in?"

He shifted a little, turning his head to look over his shoulder. "Is that one of my hoodies? What are you doing anyway."

"No. Doing it while I'm asleep is bad. I'm serious." Nope, apparently Kazuo wasn't having it. Kraven groaned, cursing under his breathe. The little s**t never listened to him. However when Kazuo suddenly clammed up and was staring at him, Kraven raised a brow in confusion. Oh. That. Guess that was a little more serious then either of them were expecting. Huh.

"Oh year from now or one year as in six months from now?" ...Hey it was a legit question. Shut up. Then he snorted. He totally expected to start seeing random things of Kazuo's around the place now. "So what you're saying is that it was originally mine but you've claimed it for your own. got it." Kraven drew his hand away as he stretched along the bed again, getting comfortable once more.

"You're blushing by the way. See something that got you flustered? Hmmmm???" The little guy was too easy. "You didn't answer the question before. What are you doing."

"I don't wanna hear it when things go bad then." He grunted. A leg pressed against his side had Kraven opening his eyes again. "There's more on the front you know..." He said offhandedly. Kazuo could just see the makings of a sleeve tattoo if he looked hard enough at the pillow.

The man made a series of noises and wave his hand dismissively. "Go ******** with the thermostat... Ya ******** Eskimo. And I am not loud." He grumbled. Kraven would never really understand Kazuo's fondness to the cold. But he wouldn't complain. Cold apartment made getting close more of an excuse then it had to be. Kraven was beginning to suspect that Kazuo did it just so he could use the taller man as a walking space heater. The taller man rolled over onto his back, running a hand through his hair when Kaz got up to indeed mess with the thermostat. Kraven shot the back of his head a nasty look.

Kraven rolled his eyes hard with a huff. "You're a ******** penguin. I swear." He growled and was ready to snap back when there were hands in his hair and lips against his own.

...Well then.

"Tha's cheat'n." He mumbled against Kazuo's lips. "What's got you so hooked on em now? You've seen em before." Hundreds of times as Kraven had a habit of forgoing shirts if he was spending time at his place.

Touche. So he cheated a lot. Big Deal. Kraven blinked. Once, twice, thrice. "How am I a werewolf." He asked, in all seriousness. "Given the amount of hickeys I've left on your neck, wouldn't I be a vampire?" The taller man paused. "No wait. Werewolf works. Less sparkle." Yep. He'd take being a giant walking dog.

He watched as Kaz traced the lines, his fingers gliding over skin and color. Watched at the smaller man just seemed absolutely enthralled with the images painted onto his body. "Some answer." He mumbled. The taller man just sighed as Kaz went from one shoulder to the other. "You're weird. I don't get it, they're just tattoos Kaz."

"I lost a bet once. Do. not. ask." Those were hours of his life he'd never get back and things he wish he'd never seen. Teenagers were weird... He kept watching as Kaz just seemed completely enamored with his tattoo's. It honestly didn't make any sense to Kraven, but he was learning that Kaz had some weird quirks. Guess this was one of em.

"What if I said I was gonna get another one?" He asked. "Right about here." He said, hand curling around Kaz's hip, thumb brushing over the skin and fabric that was there. "Watcha think?" Kraven's hands moved as he buried them in Kazuo's hair, gently scratching and twisting the hair this way and that. He didn't expect an answer, but he'd continue to talk anyway, letting Kaz do what he wanted. "Dunno what I'd get though so it probably wouldn't be for a while.

When Kazuo spoke up, suggesting an image Kraven blinked, turning his head to look at the man. "...A quail??" He asked slowly, curiously. Why a quail?? That was possibly the oddest thing he could get. ...Well next to the Koi on his shoulder that he had gotten purely for shits and giggles to piss a friend of.

He looked at the flushed man, blinking slowly. "....Okay. What else? Just a quail or is there something with it? A background?" It seemed a little weird, but at the very least Kraven would humor Kaz and act like he was paying attention.

Then all of a sudden Kraven grinned. "You know... that means if I even get this thing, I'm going to have to let it heal. Which means you'd hafta find another way to entertain yourself...." Humor had nothing to do with it. He was just an a*****e. "Think you can last that long?"