3 plus 1 equals four - four horsemen of the apoclypse rp! (Private)

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    DEATH stood in the house he had overed war everything he had wanted and yet he stayed way he remember the events of last night he remember what he did what he confesed is there he dashed the hope as soon as it came shacking his head no he whispered I cant let my self think that

    hahahahaha oh im gonna love this wars gonna walk in on death getting out of the shower



    death was finishing in the shower

    death had turned off the water and was getting out as war walked in he stiffened narrowing his eyes don't you ever knock he said

    death reached for his towel annoyed but not angry he didn't say anything

    yes once im dressed and ready to leave the bathroom he said so you can turn around and leave then he hide a smirk or watch for all I care

    "You'd like that wouldn't u?" War said smirking before kissing his cheek teasingly before he stripped down "not that I care. I'm taking a shower anyway before or after u leave regardless"

    death watched him under confused at one moment he was mean and plotting something the next he was like this this man before him confused the crap out of him he dryed his hair with the towel from around his waist avoding looking at the now naked war

    he ot dressed and left the room

    War smirked evilly when he left. Even tho he wanted to feel death's lips on his own again he was more annoyed at him and wanted him to suffer instead.
    When he finished his shower he dried himself off changing back into his loose sweat pants and wandered back to his room

    death was laying in his bed staring at the celling

    Life appeared smirking "he didn't leave. I told u so" she said "tho I'm not so sure about why he didn't leave."


    War was again back to typing on his laptop not bothering to put a shirt on

    hes war there is always bad intections he cant help it he said

    "Ya. And I'm surprised u haven't gotten him drunk or drugged him yet to try something. I'd have thought you would have already done something. But no instead u just get him thinking your playing with him" life said



    War rolled over bored falling out of the bed with a loud curse when he hit his head

    death eyed her before smirking what makes you think I haven't he asked