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Caroline whistled happily as she began to tighten a hidden hinge on a very unassuming crate. It popped open suddenly, but she slammed the lid down before it could open more than an inch or two. "Shhhh.... not yet."
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(late as hell, but here we go)
Gus stood outside Alex's door with a pot of fresh basil and a bottle of good Italian wine. His hair was smoothed down and he was wearing a dark blue suit and tie. Even his usual goggles were gone, replaced with fashionable smoked-lens glasses with black wire frames. Aside from his gold hoop earring, he looked like a fresh gentlemen.
"Happy Valentine's Day," he said, the moment his lady opened the door. His grin was broad but nervous as he waited for her verdict.
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*The two most obvious options were her bed, or a somewhat stilted chair, that appeared to be such--to provide access to a drafting table. But of course, with his manners, the tangle of quilts and star-shaped pillows was a step too far for the moment XD *
*Privacy, such as it was, didnt appear to be nearly as much of a concern as he thought--though. For, upon grabbing a fistful of garments, the brunette's voice went on to echo-- from what appeared to be an additional room tucked off to the side. *
"ā¦With my luck," * She piped, rather bitterly, in response--sounding residually peeved at least--about the mis-use of her trust.* "--he probably slept through the whole event, anyway."
"--Kittens only have two modes, honestly: the 'zoomies', or passing out for like, 16 hours at a time." ^^;
"Probably," he agreed. Instead of sitting on the furniture, he found an open spot on the floor and sat to play with the kitten. It was a nice distraction from what might be going on in the adjacent room. "Cats sleep more hours th... tha-an I work. Too many." His stutter wasn't nearly so bad when he was relaxed and it was getting easier to be around Alex. He was still shy, but it wasn't the near abject terror he'd felt before.
Gus adjusted his glasses on his nose as they threatened to slip down on his face. His eyes were so accustomed to the goggles that it was difficult sometimes to go without them. And the handy strap that kept them in place would be a godsend right now...
When Johnny returned to her room after the battle, she would find her soldiers decked out in adorable sweaters with blue hearts on them and an Engineer covered in scratches. His thick head of curly hair was combed neatly somehow in spite of his injuries. In his hands he held a bouquet of ribs and biscuits shaped like roses on skewers. "Happy love day to my best and favorite Soldier. I hope you are hungry." He was fending off her familiars the best he could to keep her ribs safe. "Help?"
Johnny marched in, or rather stormed, with a thick raw cut of steak she stole from the fridge pressed to the left side of her face. When she saw Mando, with food and her hungry hissing army, she smiled, lowering the meat. Her eye was swollen shut. The skin had a purple raw look, and there was a contusion that stretch from jaw to cheekbone, dark and seemed to throb. Reaching into her pocket, Johnny procured a whistle and blew into its end.
The juvenile passel of opossums stiffed and fell into an orderly line in front of their commander food giver. "At ease men, you are dismissed for the night."
She held the door open for them to scurry out and wrought havoc elsewhere in the base. Johnny lowered the meat down to Knife Teeth. "Take this back to the kitchen."
They exchanged a salute to each other and Johnny turned to look at Mando, smiling through the dull pain.
"Aw, querida, why didn't you tell me you were hurt?" He handed her the bouquet, then gingerly examined her injury. "You know I can fix it up in no time."
Despite being out of uniform, Mando never went anywhere on base without his toolbelt handy. Picking it up from where he carefully laid it before the chaos commenced, he pulled out his PDA and selected the plans for the Dispenser. "You eat while I build. Tell me all about your day."
"Eh, same old, same old." Johnny said dismissively, chewing on the rib bone after sucking the tender meat from it. For a scrawny soldier, her dining skills rival that of a competitive Eater. The Dispenser had just finished assembling as she licked her fingers clean, looking over Mando with a frown before mussing his hair up in that natural state that suited his rugged face. That was better.
"Surprised you managed to get them to wear those sweaters. I can't even keep helmets on them."
"Yeah... t'ose sweaters are doomed. But, it was cute while it lasted," he said valiantly as he tried to make his curls a little less chaotic. "How was training to be t'e strongest, most terrifying Soldier on base?" He took out a linen handkerchief and tried to wipe some of the blood from his lover's face.

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Buck held Dell in his arms, concern on his face. He was having a hard time waking his lover up. He just hoped the man was foxing. "Wake up, Engie." Not wanting to panic him by invoking a Spy, he shook his shoulder uncertainly. "...Sentry down?"
His breathing was heavy and slow, his body hot to the touch. At first it didnāt seem like he would stir, but slowly his eyes flickered open.
He shouldnāt have taken food from the BLU workshop mini fridge. Whatever that dish with Mandoās name on it wasnāt meant for human consumption. Perhaps Johnny had made it for him.
Mind hazy he didnāt realize Buck was speaking to him at first, but eventually his eyes finally focused in on his lover as he turned his head and gave him a little smile
Dell's hand felt so nice and cool on Buck's forehead. "Thanks, hun..." he muttered, taking Dell's spot on the bed. He immediately curled up in the fetal position, back firmly against the wall. The wall was so blessedly cool as well. Letting out a tired groan, he tried to get comfy and get some rest. It was better to get out in front of these things before they laid you up for the long haul.
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"Uhhh, it is great. Wonderful...." There's nervous laughter among the Engineers. There are too many abandoned mine shafts around for them to be honest if they want to live long.
Buck held Dell in his arms, concern on his face. He was having a hard time waking his lover up. He just hoped the man was foxing. "Wake up, Engie." Not wanting to panic him by invoking a Spy, he shook his shoulder uncertainly. "...Sentry down?"
His breathing was heavy and slow, his body hot to the touch. At first it didnāt seem like he would stir, but slowly his eyes flickered open.
He shouldnāt have taken food from the BLU workshop mini fridge. Whatever that dish with Mandoās name on it wasnāt meant for human consumption. Perhaps Johnny had made it for him.
Mind hazy he didnāt realize Buck was speaking to him at first, but eventually his eyes finally focused in on his lover as he turned his head and gave him a little smile
"Love you too, Delbert," he murmured softly, sitting down beside Dell's bed. He would keep watch until his lover's fever broke, even if he ended up laid up himself later. For now, he just wanted to be sure his Engie was taken care of. He would worry about himself later.
"Sweet dreams." He sang softly to keep himself occupied and to assure the unconscious man that he was still there. He would leave only to freshen the cold compresses, fetch water and visit the bathroom. The others could cover for him until he got back.
Dell drifted in and out of consciousness as he rested up, and every time he awoke to find Buck still there he would get a little choked up, muttering something about how he would be fine, that Buck didnāt have to be here every second.
Yet, the one time he did awake and Buck was out refreshening the cold compress, Buck would catch a glimpse of him moping and nervous before Dell noticed his return and it was replaced with a bright smile, overjoyed to see he was still here.
It didnāt take more than a day (thankfully it currently a ceasefire) until he was feeling better, but as he awoke with the sunrise feeling clear headed, Dell continued to lay in bed. He would lie and say he still felt woozy when Buck asked if he felt better, though it would become clear enough throughout the morning that he was doing fine. He just wasnāt ready to give up having Buck all to himself yet.
But perhaps it was a good thing he stuck around, as Buck was staring to look a little woozy himself.
Buck wasn't sure if it was the drain of keeping an eye on Dell around the clock or if he was coming down with whatever laid the RED up in the first place, but he was starting to drag a bit. Flopping down into the seat he set up beside Dell's bed, he raked a hand back through his blonde hair. It was damp with sweat, but he hadn't noticed how warm he was until now. He wasn't quite nauseous, but his stomach felt uncomfortably tight. And it was getting harder to keep his eyes open. Worse, his vision was starting to blur around the edges, even after he put his goggles back on.
"Whew, I probably could use a little time off myself, Delbert. I think my late nights are startin' t' catch up with me..."

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(late as hell, but here we go)
Gus stood outside Alex's door with a pot of fresh basil and a bottle of good Italian wine. His hair was smoothed down and he was wearing a dark blue suit and tie. Even his usual goggles were gone, replaced with fashionable smoked-lens glasses with black wire frames. Aside from his gold hoop earring, he looked like a fresh gentlemen.
"Happy Valentine's Day," he said, the moment his lady opened the door. His grin was broad but nervous as he waited for her verdict.
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"--Oh no, don't be silly!" *Alex chided, flipping a hand dismissively, once she had a chance to ponder the situation. "--I was just out of work to do. Don't get me wrong: I'm grateful for the protection when I need it, of course, but it's terribly uncomfortable otherwiseā¦So I changed. "
"--I don't dress for breakfast, eitherā¦Neither do most of the elders, honestly." D:
*At such a point, she stepped back from the doorframe to allow him the nessecary space to pass through.*
"ā¦'Just have a seat," * She next directed, likewise:* "-- I'll throw something on, and be right back."
*His remaining 'out' , thankfully, enough--seemed to be the sudden attention mirrored by her kitten. Baby pounced Gus's toes the moment his mistress pulled back not only the security of the door, but a decorative barrier of hanging beads, to reduce a 'snag'ā¦The wee pile of ivory fluff was sincere, and certainly adoring enough to chase off the obviousā¦.'taboo' of tresspassing into her quarters . Or, at least, for a couple minutes more, anyhow XD*
"ā¦Yeah , sugarpea--look who's here: Uncle Gus!" * Alex babytalked rather approvingly herself, noticing the animal's sudden bolt of excitement thus.*
Gus stepped back as he was attacked by the guard cat. "Ah, ciao, il mio gatto," he said with a slight chuckle. As much as the Engineer liked animals, he was partial to his sugar gliders. He had half a dozen of them and they were nearly as feisty as this ball of cotton fluff, but much less protective.
Bending down, he scratched the cat between the ears gently with his organic hand. "You protect her, huh? You should be m-more careful with Scout." After a little while of batting at and petting the kitten gently, he stood and scanned the room for a place to sit that allowed Alex to change in privacy.
When Johnny returned to her room after the battle, she would find her soldiers decked out in adorable sweaters with blue hearts on them and an Engineer covered in scratches. His thick head of curly hair was combed neatly somehow in spite of his injuries. In his hands he held a bouquet of ribs and biscuits shaped like roses on skewers. "Happy love day to my best and favorite Soldier. I hope you are hungry." He was fending off her familiars the best he could to keep her ribs safe. "Help?"
Johnny marched in, or rather stormed, with a thick raw cut of steak she stole from the fridge pressed to the left side of her face. When she saw Mando, with food and her hungry hissing army, she smiled, lowering the meat. Her eye was swollen shut. The skin had a purple raw look, and there was a contusion that stretch from jaw to cheekbone, dark and seemed to throb. Reaching into her pocket, Johnny procured a whistle and blew into its end.
The juvenile passel of opossums stiffed and fell into an orderly line in front of their commander food giver. "At ease men, you are dismissed for the night."
She held the door open for them to scurry out and wrought havoc elsewhere in the base. Johnny lowered the meat down to Knife Teeth. "Take this back to the kitchen."
They exchanged a salute to each other and Johnny turned to look at Mando, smiling through the dull pain.
"Aw, querida, why didn't you tell me you were hurt?" He handed her the bouquet, then gingerly examined her injury. "You know I can fix it up in no time."
Despite being out of uniform, Mando never went anywhere on base without his toolbelt handy. Picking it up from where he carefully laid it before the chaos commenced, he pulled out his PDA and selected the plans for the Dispenser. "You eat while I build. Tell me all about your day."
Buck held Dell in his arms, concern on his face. He was having a hard time waking his lover up. He just hoped the man was foxing. "Wake up, Engie." Not wanting to panic him by invoking a Spy, he shook his shoulder uncertainly. "...Sentry down?"
His breathing was heavy and slow, his body hot to the touch. At first it didnāt seem like he would stir, but slowly his eyes flickered open.
He shouldnāt have taken food from the BLU workshop mini fridge. Whatever that dish with Mandoās name on it wasnāt meant for human consumption. Perhaps Johnny had made it for him.
Mind hazy he didnāt realize Buck was speaking to him at first, but eventually his eyes finally focused in on his lover as he turned his head and gave him a little smile
"Love you too, Delbert," he murmured softly, sitting down beside Dell's bed. He would keep watch until his lover's fever broke, even if he ended up laid up himself later. For now, he just wanted to be sure his Engie was taken care of. He would worry about himself later.
"Sweet dreams." He sang softly to keep himself occupied and to assure the unconscious man that he was still there. He would leave only to freshen the cold compresses, fetch water and visit the bathroom. The others could cover for him until he got back.
(late as hell, but here we go)
Gus stood outside Alex's door with a pot of fresh basil and a bottle of good Italian wine. His hair was smoothed down and he was wearing a dark blue suit and tie. Even his usual goggles were gone, replaced with fashionable smoked-lens glasses with black wire frames. Aside from his gold hoop earring, he looked like a fresh gentlemen.
"Happy Valentine's Day," he said, the moment his lady opened the door. His grin was broad but nervous as he waited for her verdict.
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"...I may be overdressed," he said, attempting something like humor. His face was redder than the enemy team's uniforms, but he managed not to run off in a panic. Averting his gaze to give her some privacy, he waited for her to compose herself. What he expected, coming to her room at this late hour...
"I was... maybe going to take you t-to... to town, but you... already you are ready for bed... Tomorrow?" he offered, giving Alex (and himself) an out.
Buck held Dell in his arms, concern on his face. He was having a hard time waking his lover up. He just hoped the man was foxing. "Wake up, Engie." Not wanting to panic him by invoking a Spy, he shook his shoulder uncertainly. "...Sentry down?"
His breathing was heavy and slow, his body hot to the touch. At first it didnāt seem like he would stir, but slowly his eyes flickered open.
He shouldnāt have taken food from the BLU workshop mini fridge. Whatever that dish with Mandoās name on it wasnāt meant for human consumption. Perhaps Johnny had made it for him.
Mind hazy he didnāt realize Buck was speaking to him at first, but eventually his eyes finally focused in on his lover as he turned his head and gave him a little smile
Buck just kissed that broad brow and smiled. "It's my job, Delbert. Keepin' fine machines in workin' order. Can't think of a better piece of art in motion than a wrench chuckin' love machine," he teased tenderly. His thumb traced lightly across Dell's forehead, feeling his temperature and making sure he wasn't overheating too much.
Holding his lover close, he caressed his arm softly. "I'm here if ya need me. Th' other three can cover for me, but you got nobody t' look after ya over here but me."
āNever leave me.ā He whispered into Buckās chest, his voice quiet but his tone hard as he was ordering the man to stay with him.
If it had been anyone else maybe his words might have been more of a plea, but after all the time they had been apart, after all Buck had been through with his last marriage, Dell was certain the best thing for them both was to live the rest of their lives as close as possible to eachother.
And while Dell was 90% certain Buck would lose his shit if anything got between them, he was starting to realize he wasnāt exactly normal about their relationship either, feeling certain he would strangle anyone who might end up in Buckās bed that wasnāt him, and then maybe Buck but without the intent to permanently kill.
Before Dell would have never claimed he needed anyone (maybe Pyro) to live, but as he sat with Buck feeling so fuzzy headed and weak he knew he needed Buck.
"Never ever. ...Except for bathroom breaks." He started to laugh, then trailed off into a loving smile. "Never gonna get rid of me, hoss. Believe it." His lips brushed over the RED Engie's temple. "You're stuck with me."
It was as much a threat as a promise. No matter how many wrenches he threw, no matter how many times he was run off, Buck kept turning up like that cat in the song. Now that Dell had his heart, Buck was going nowhere.
āBetter be.ā Dell would throw a lot more than wrenches if he wasnāt.
āI⦠I wanna marry ya.ā Dell whispered, barely audible as he stared deep into Buck beautiful brown eyes. He might be sick out of his mind but the idea had been in his head a while. He wanted rings, he wanted a wedding.
And despite knowing it would be deadly for her, the spiteful part of Dell wanted to invite Buckās ex, if only because he had to stomach there wedding.
Buck's expression wavered between surprise and pleasure at the unexpected proposal. "Ask me again when ya ain't feverish an' I'll give ya my answer," he replied with a soft chuckle. When Dell was in his right mind and couldn't blame it on the sickness, Buck would be able to believe it was a genuine proposition. Not that he doubted the man's sincerity, merely his sanity. After all, Dell had been hiding his feelings for years. It would be a bit much to believe that he was so openly serious now that he was ill.
Carefully, the BLU clad Texan fluffed Dell's pillow. He was tender so as not to disturb his rest. "But, to ease your troubled mind, I'm sure ya can guess what my answer would be." His lips gently brushed Dell's before patting his shoulder.

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Buck held Dell in his arms, concern on his face. He was having a hard time waking his lover up. He just hoped the man was foxing. "Wake up, Engie." Not wanting to panic him by invoking a Spy, he shook his shoulder uncertainly. "...Sentry down?"
His breathing was heavy and slow, his body hot to the touch. At first it didnāt seem like he would stir, but slowly his eyes flickered open.
He shouldnāt have taken food from the BLU workshop mini fridge. Whatever that dish with Mandoās name on it wasnāt meant for human consumption. Perhaps Johnny had made it for him.
Mind hazy he didnāt realize Buck was speaking to him at first, but eventually his eyes finally focused in on his lover as he turned his head and gave him a little smile
Buck just kissed that broad brow and smiled. "It's my job, Delbert. Keepin' fine machines in workin' order. Can't think of a better piece of art in motion than a wrench chuckin' love machine," he teased tenderly. His thumb traced lightly across Dell's forehead, feeling his temperature and making sure he wasn't overheating too much.
Holding his lover close, he caressed his arm softly. "I'm here if ya need me. Th' other three can cover for me, but you got nobody t' look after ya over here but me."
āNever leave me.ā He whispered into Buckās chest, his voice quiet but his tone hard as he was ordering the man to stay with him.
If it had been anyone else maybe his words might have been more of a plea, but after all the time they had been apart, after all Buck had been through with his last marriage, Dell was certain the best thing for them both was to live the rest of their lives as close as possible to eachother.
And while Dell was 90% certain Buck would lose his shit if anything got between them, he was starting to realize he wasnāt exactly normal about their relationship either, feeling certain he would strangle anyone who might end up in Buckās bed that wasnāt him, and then maybe Buck but without the intent to permanently kill.
Before Dell would have never claimed he needed anyone (maybe Pyro) to live, but as he sat with Buck feeling so fuzzy headed and weak he knew he needed Buck.
"Never ever. ...Except for bathroom breaks." He started to laugh, then trailed off into a loving smile. "Never gonna get rid of me, hoss. Believe it." His lips brushed over the RED Engie's temple. "You're stuck with me."
It was as much a threat as a promise. No matter how many wrenches he threw, no matter how many times he was run off, Buck kept turning up like that cat in the song. Now that Dell had his heart, Buck was going nowhere.