Roach :3

There was the sound of running footsteps followed shortly a DONK. Slowly after, the door handle turned as Roach stumbled into the office with a bit of a daze. Although his face seemed to light up upon seeing Phoenix, turning around briefly to close the door.

Roach blinked a few times before leaning into Phoenix's touch, taking a moment to bask in the feeling of being worried over before signing.

Phoenix pauses and watches the signing. He nods, but still moves Roach’s head a bit so that he can check. When he decides that everything is okay, he pulls Roach down a bit and kisses his forehead before letting go.

Roach takes a moment to process the kiss, blinking once, then twice. As Phoenix sits down, Roach goes completely red under his mask and lets out what could best be described as a squeak. He walks over to the desk, refocusing on the moth and perking up again. Holding onto the side of the desk, he bends down to stare at the moth.

There was the sound of running footsteps followed shortly a DONK. Slowly after, the door handle turned as Roach stumbled into the office with a bit of a daze. Although his face seemed to light up upon seeing Phoenix, turning around briefly to close the door.

Roach blinked a few times before leaning into Phoenix's touch, taking a moment to bask in the feeling of being worried over before signing.

Saw a moth and thought of you

No clue. It’s all pink and fuzzy, though, so I’m sure it’s something special.

Yup. Real pretty.

Saw a moth and thought of you

No clue. It’s all pink and fuzzy, though, so I’m sure it’s something special.

There is this old lady that sells homemade bottles of sweet tea by my place, I suppose I would not mind bringing some over.

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Roach's fingers traced along the cracked dashboard, feeling the worn plastic beneath his gloves. The comment about the truck's age drew a huff of amusement from him, his head tilting towards Graves in that way that suggested he was smiling behind his mask.

His head whips to Roach, and, boy, if looks could kill.

Roach's shoulders shook with silent laughter at Graves' murderous expression, completely unrepentant about hitting that particular nerve. He raised his hands in mock surrender, watching as they pulled into the frozen yogurt place's parking lot.