PRIVATE I will show you what you wanted to see

[kole.]

Kole's lip curled into a smirk as he stepped inside, the hustle and bustle of the communal area—see, Vale's overdramatic romantical woes—providing a backdrop of comfort to his otherwise muddled thoughts. It was easy to relax when he could feel himself surrounded by friends—and in Meteor's case, more-than-friends. Boyfriends, if you will.

The thought honestly made Kole a little giddy, but he would literally never admit that out loud to anyone ever, thank you very much.

"Luckily for you," Kole mused, eyeing the golden extravaganza laid out across Meteor's desk with something akin to excitement flickering in his cinnabar gaze, "I happen to know a thing or two about piercings." Indisputably more than Dead Eye, in any case, considering Kole himself has his eyebrow pierced, and had other piercings in other bodies, too.

Though, in fairness, Kole had very little intention of fucking around with Meteor's facial jewellery. Did he already have a plan of action for how he was going to arrange the chains? Yes. Yes he did.

Unbeating heart thumping painfully against his ribcage, Kole fixed his eyes upon Meteor's countenance, a matching smirk gracing his features. "Shall we get started, mein Löwe?"