FIC: Untitled (Magnus/Toki)
TO: yousamsdildo69
FROM: Your Secret Valentine
Title: Untitled
Pairing: Magnus/Toki
Rating: PG-13
Knock Knock Knock.
Magnus groaned as he woke up from his slumber to the annoying knocking sound. The rain had put him to sleep and he only hoped it would help again after he dealt whoever was fucking knocking on his door.
Lazily he got up from his bed and made his way to the door. It wasn't far given the shitty apartment he lived in. Running a hand through his messy hair, he opened the door with a glare. Maybe that would scare them off. Though it didn't take long for his eye to soften as he recognized the soaking wet boy in front of him.
"Toki?.." He questioned, putting his hand down. "What the fuck are you doing here? Are you trying to get yourself sick?!" The tone in his voice got louder as he spoke.
Toki jumped when he yelled at him. Rubbing his arms with his hands, trying to keep warm while being soaking wet. "S-sorrys. I was outs with Rockso and he got arrested. My dethphone dies and you were the closest the police coulds takes me so..." He trailed off at the end, his gaze looking down. Hoping Magnus got the hint.
And he did. Magnus let out a sigh. If Toki got sick he was sure Charles would have his head for it. Literally. "Fine, just... Get in before you get any more sick." He said, yanking the rhythm guitarist in. Toki let out a small yelp as he was tugged inside. He looked around the small apartment, noticing it was mostly carpet. So he stood by the tiled floor by the door. Not wanting to upset the man any further.
Magnus ignored Toki while he went to find something dry that would fit him. He doesn't have that many shirts but this isn't the first time Toki unexpectedly dropped by. As he digging around his pile by the closet, he found the usual clothes he gave to Toki. Grabbing a towel as well, he tossed the clothing at the wet boy.
"Here," Magnus grunted. "Take this and change. Last thing I want to do right now is play Nurse."
Toki caught the towel and wrapped the clothings inside it, not wanting to get them wet as well. "Gee thanks Magnus! I'lls try to be quicks." And with that he rushed to the bathroom to change.
Magnus slumped on the couch as he made a quick call to Charles. Letting him know the youngest member of Dethklok was here and safe. Though with the rain, the earliest any klokateers would be sometime in the morning. "Fuck." He cursed under his breath, flipping his phone shut. Magnus didn't have anything planned today. Let alone any day. But he absolutely hates it when he's sleep deprived. And knowing Toki, he'll just keep running his mouth all night.
Toki came out as bubbly as ever. Happy that he's in dry clothes. "I lefts the wet clothes hanging in the bathroom. Hopes you don't minds."
Magnus gave a shrug. "Whatever, honestly I don't care." With that he crossed his arms. Then came that awkward silence he hated so much. Surprisingly Toki wasn't running his mouth as he expected. Magnus looked over at him with his eye, and noticed he was nodding on and off. Rolling his eyes, he got up and grab the blanket off his bed. Toki's hair was still wet and he'll be damn before he gets sick from it.
Placing the blanket on him, Toki jumped at the seemingly odd kind gesture. "Uh.. What's this for Magnus?" He questioned. Though he did feel a bit warmer with it, the young Norwegian felt confused by it.
"You were nodding off and I didn't feel like putting you on my bed." He stated, giving Toki a bored look. "So go head, get back to to what you were doing."
Toki looked down nervously. Not that Magnus was making him nervous. But rather this just felt awkward.
"Sorrys. He muttered, laying back down against the cushions of the couch.
The light pitter-patter of the rain hitting the window was a soothing sound. Like a nature's lullaby. Toki couldn't help but feel his eye lids getting heavier with each passing minute.
Magnus was texting on his phone. Some punk wanting some money that he owed. Too bad the fucker wouldn't get it for awhile. Flipping his phone closed, he glanced over the now sleeping man. The innocent of his face gave Magnus a soft smile. Grabbing the edge of the blanket, he pulled it over Toki, where only his head was sticking out. Magnus kept that smile as he walked to the other room, leaving the content Toki in dreamland.
FROM: Your Secret Valentine
Title: Untitled
Pairing: Magnus/Toki
Rating: PG-13
Knock Knock Knock.
Magnus groaned as he woke up from his slumber to the annoying knocking sound. The rain had put him to sleep and he only hoped it would help again after he dealt whoever was fucking knocking on his door.
Lazily he got up from his bed and made his way to the door. It wasn't far given the shitty apartment he lived in. Running a hand through his messy hair, he opened the door with a glare. Maybe that would scare them off. Though it didn't take long for his eye to soften as he recognized the soaking wet boy in front of him.
"Toki?.." He questioned, putting his hand down. "What the fuck are you doing here? Are you trying to get yourself sick?!" The tone in his voice got louder as he spoke.
Toki jumped when he yelled at him. Rubbing his arms with his hands, trying to keep warm while being soaking wet. "S-sorrys. I was outs with Rockso and he got arrested. My dethphone dies and you were the closest the police coulds takes me so..." He trailed off at the end, his gaze looking down. Hoping Magnus got the hint.
And he did. Magnus let out a sigh. If Toki got sick he was sure Charles would have his head for it. Literally. "Fine, just... Get in before you get any more sick." He said, yanking the rhythm guitarist in. Toki let out a small yelp as he was tugged inside. He looked around the small apartment, noticing it was mostly carpet. So he stood by the tiled floor by the door. Not wanting to upset the man any further.
Magnus ignored Toki while he went to find something dry that would fit him. He doesn't have that many shirts but this isn't the first time Toki unexpectedly dropped by. As he digging around his pile by the closet, he found the usual clothes he gave to Toki. Grabbing a towel as well, he tossed the clothing at the wet boy.
"Here," Magnus grunted. "Take this and change. Last thing I want to do right now is play Nurse."
Toki caught the towel and wrapped the clothings inside it, not wanting to get them wet as well. "Gee thanks Magnus! I'lls try to be quicks." And with that he rushed to the bathroom to change.
Magnus slumped on the couch as he made a quick call to Charles. Letting him know the youngest member of Dethklok was here and safe. Though with the rain, the earliest any klokateers would be sometime in the morning. "Fuck." He cursed under his breath, flipping his phone shut. Magnus didn't have anything planned today. Let alone any day. But he absolutely hates it when he's sleep deprived. And knowing Toki, he'll just keep running his mouth all night.
Toki came out as bubbly as ever. Happy that he's in dry clothes. "I lefts the wet clothes hanging in the bathroom. Hopes you don't minds."
Magnus gave a shrug. "Whatever, honestly I don't care." With that he crossed his arms. Then came that awkward silence he hated so much. Surprisingly Toki wasn't running his mouth as he expected. Magnus looked over at him with his eye, and noticed he was nodding on and off. Rolling his eyes, he got up and grab the blanket off his bed. Toki's hair was still wet and he'll be damn before he gets sick from it.
Placing the blanket on him, Toki jumped at the seemingly odd kind gesture. "Uh.. What's this for Magnus?" He questioned. Though he did feel a bit warmer with it, the young Norwegian felt confused by it.
"You were nodding off and I didn't feel like putting you on my bed." He stated, giving Toki a bored look. "So go head, get back to to what you were doing."
Toki looked down nervously. Not that Magnus was making him nervous. But rather this just felt awkward.
"Sorrys. He muttered, laying back down against the cushions of the couch.
The light pitter-patter of the rain hitting the window was a soothing sound. Like a nature's lullaby. Toki couldn't help but feel his eye lids getting heavier with each passing minute.
Magnus was texting on his phone. Some punk wanting some money that he owed. Too bad the fucker wouldn't get it for awhile. Flipping his phone closed, he glanced over the now sleeping man. The innocent of his face gave Magnus a soft smile. Grabbing the edge of the blanket, he pulled it over Toki, where only his head was sticking out. Magnus kept that smile as he walked to the other room, leaving the content Toki in dreamland.