The account that massaged me was deleted so idk. Please can someone let me know if I should call my bank and close my cards or if I’m ok.

I checked my bank account and nothing yet. It’s been over 15 mins…am I safe?

I panicked just as I saw something about 300$ that they needed and closed the page. But I’m afraid cause I filled out the details and even what I had on my bank account. Fuck I feel so stupid I’ve been so stressed and I wasn’t thinking.

I might have fallen for one of these but so far I haven’t seen anything happen to my bank…does it happen immediately? I’m so scared what do I do?

Ah. But it hardly last, Alhaitham breaking the kiss soon after it starts. He swears he hears Wriothesley whine like a puppy.

“Over already? No fair, I worked hard for that.”

Alhaitham can’t help but chuckle lovingly. “Aren’t you greedy?”

“For you? Always.”

That same hand moves to cup at Wriothesley’s cheek, thumbing under the scar that sits below his right eye. Alhaitham doesn’t say anything else, tilting his head to lock lips with his husband who sighs at the pleasant feeling of his lips pressing onto his.

“Oh? Do I?” Teases Alhaitham, playfully poking at Wriothesley cheek. Wriothesley grabs at his wrist, stops him, but there is no force, he simply holds it, bringing it to his lips and kissing his bare knuckles.

“You do.” Says Wriothesley and Alhaitham’s eyes narrow with warmth.

He lays comfortably ontop of his husband humming as he considers it. Wriothesley chuckles.

“You’ve gotten a couple now.” Says Alhaitham aaand Wriothesley pouts.

“Meanie. You know what I mean.” He says.

“Yeah? Well, I’d go back to sleep with a big smile if I got a kiss.” Wriothesley now wraps his other arm around Alhaitham’s waist, pulling him and bringing him down on the divan with him.

Alhaitham doesn’t bother fighting it, book forgotten on the other side of the divan now.

“Perhaps. Or maybe I just enjoy watching you smile when you sleep and I know you do so when I kiss you.” Answers Alhaitham, kissing him again but not where Wriothesley wants.

Alhaitham hums, drawing over the scars lining Wriothesley’s neck with his index finger. “Think what you’d like, I simply did not want to disturb you.”

“So it was.” Wriothesley concludes, clearly chasing him to get the kiss /he/ wants.

“Ah, so this was your sneaky little plan then?” Says Wriothesley and Alhaitham leans closer again to kiss the corner of his lip, both of them really.

Wriothesley opens one eye as he smiles saying, “Only the cheek?” in a groggy voice that has Alhaitham chuckle warmly.

“I knew you’d wake up and say something.” He answers and Wriothesley is the one chuckling now, wrapping an arm around his husband’s waist.