Carlos Reyes (![]() ![]() @ 2025-05-21 12:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | 9-1-1: carlos reyes, 9-1-1: tk strand |
WHO: Carlos and TK
WHEN: May 21
WHERE: their apartment
WHAT: just some randomness
Warnings: nsfw
Status: complete
A well-deserved day off, and Carlos currently had the apartment to himself. He started his day with a refreshing shower and a light breakfast–a fruit salad and yogurt with granola. After breakfast, he let Lou2 out of his enclosure, letting him have room to roam. Yeah, the creature wasn’t his favorite thing, and really, he preferred the thing stay in his tank. But he had done some research with TK a while back and it seemed that letting him roam around was healthy for him. So they often let him out to have his roaming space. But only when someone was home. Carlos spent the morning doing some cleaning. He started in his and TK’s bedroom: stripping the sheets and washing them, sweeping and swiffering the floor, dusting and cleaning the glass. After the bedroom, he moved onto the bathroom, then the kitchen, and the living room. While laundry tumbled around in the machine, he made himself some lunch, finishing the laundry and making the bed with fresh sheets after. Now with all the cleaning done, he decided to chill out and relax with a book on the couch. Throughout the day, Lou2 seemed to follow Carlos around. Every room he was in, there was Lou right behind him. “Lou, are you just going to follow me everywhere today?” He asked with a chuckle and shook his head. When Carlos finally relaxed on the couch, he found himself enjoying the company of Lou2, who had found comfort in lying on Carlos’s chest. For once, Carlos was not freaked out by his presence. He was enjoying him, enjoying the company, and honestly, enjoying the bonding they’d been doing throughout the day. He was lying on the couch reading, Lou2 perched on his chest and his fingers caressing the creature’s head and back when TK came home. Carlos’s attention immediately went to the door when he heard it open. “Hey, baby. How was your day?” He asked as he marked his spot in the book and closed it, setting it down on the coffee table. |