“Pass it down from kid to kid, the chain will never end.”

IM HERE AN I HAVE A MILLION BILLION IDEAS!!!! These guys make me ill and i think about them a lot. I already yapped a bunch in my post but im here to yap more :3!!

YYAY OKAY SO!!! I think their meeting would be a loy more pathetic on Wines end (drunkenly passing out at chips location and waking up with basically no memory of how it got there) and i think they would have a much slower burn realistically. Sorta "mutually beneficial arrangement to friends to lovers" type deal.

SLOW BURN SLOW BURN SLOW BURN YAAAAAY LETS GO SLOW BURN! i agree tho. they went so fast the last two times (heh. forsaken ref) i feel like their dynamic at first would be "im doing you a solid out of pity. but youre not an AWFUL person" on both ends maybe. i dont know

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THAT DYNAMIC FOR THEM!! Theyre so silly...<3 but yeah i rhink mutual pity is such a good way for them to start out..

GLAD YOU LIKE IT YAY YIPPEE WAHOO! :D

IM HERE AN I HAVE A MILLION BILLION IDEAS!!!! These guys make me ill and i think about them a lot. I already yapped a bunch in my post but im here to yap more :3!!

YYAY OKAY SO!!! I think their meeting would be a loy more pathetic on Wines end (drunkenly passing out at chips location and waking up with basically no memory of how it got there) and i think they would have a much slower burn realistically. Sorta "mutually beneficial arrangement to friends to lovers" type deal.

SLOW BURN SLOW BURN SLOW BURN YAAAAAY LETS GO SLOW BURN! i agree tho. they went so fast the last two times (heh. forsaken ref) i feel like their dynamic at first would be "im doing you a solid out of pity. but youre not an AWFUL person" on both ends maybe. i dont know

*damn… the freaks… ANYWAYS!! Wines very sleepy, and has currently draped itself across chip.*

“right- of course.”

“Whatever you want, actually.”

AND HE’S BACK OUT AGAIN. He walks really fast for someone who just got down and dirty. He comes back with the blanket, collapses on the bean bag next to Wine, drapes the cloth over both of them, and pulls the other back to his chest.

“I- yeah! I’m just-“

He laughs, dial spinning in amusement.

“No- I get it! I’m just not used to it, y’know? It’s kinda.. new to me, all of this. I usually just kinda do what my partner wants and leave, which usually works, kinda.”

“Hm, well, that’s no good. We can’t have you feeling unappreciated.”

“so I- I take it you enjoyed that then? You don’t- y’know, regret doing something while drunk?”

*damn… the freaks… ANYWAYS!! Wines very sleepy, and has currently draped itself across chip.*

“right- of course.”

“Whatever you want, actually.”

AND HE’S BACK OUT AGAIN. He walks really fast for someone who just got down and dirty. He comes back with the blanket, collapses on the bean bag next to Wine, drapes the cloth over both of them, and pulls the other back to his chest.

“I- yeah! I’m just-“

He laughs, dial spinning in amusement.

“No- I get it! I’m just not used to it, y’know? It’s kinda.. new to me, all of this. I usually just kinda do what my partner wants and leave, which usually works, kinda.”

“Hm, well, that’s no good. We can’t have you feeling unappreciated.”

“so I- I take it you enjoyed that then? You don’t- y’know, regret doing something while drunk?”

*damn… the freaks… ANYWAYS!! Wines very sleepy, and has currently draped itself across chip.*

“right- of course.”

“Whatever you want, actually.”

AND HE’S BACK OUT AGAIN. He walks really fast for someone who just got down and dirty. He comes back with the blanket, collapses on the bean bag next to Wine, drapes the cloth over both of them, and pulls the other back to his chest.

“I- yeah! I’m just-“

He laughs, dial spinning in amusement.

“No- I get it! I’m just not used to it, y’know? It’s kinda.. new to me, all of this. I usually just kinda do what my partner wants and leave, which usually works, kinda.”

“Hm, well, that’s no good. We can’t have you feeling unappreciated.”

*damn… the freaks… ANYWAYS!! Wines very sleepy, and has currently draped itself across chip.*

“right- of course.”

“Whatever you want, actually.”

AND HE’S BACK OUT AGAIN. He walks really fast for someone who just got down and dirty. He comes back with the blanket, collapses on the bean bag next to Wine, drapes the cloth over both of them, and pulls the other back to his chest.

“I- yeah! I’m just-“

He laughs, dial spinning in amusement.

*damn… the freaks… ANYWAYS!! Wines very sleepy, and has currently draped itself across chip.*

“right- of course.”

“Whatever you want, actually.”

AND HE’S BACK OUT AGAIN. He walks really fast for someone who just got down and dirty. He comes back with the blanket, collapses on the bean bag next to Wine, drapes the cloth over both of them, and pulls the other back to his chest.

*damn… the freaks… ANYWAYS!! Wines very sleepy, and has currently draped itself across chip.*

“right- of course.”

“Whatever you want, actually.”

*damn… the freaks… ANYWAYS!! Wines very sleepy, and has currently draped itself across chip.*

“right- of course.”

hey! Uh-

Oh-! Uh- not really? I mean-

Yeah- that’d be nice, please. I can pay extra, if you need?

Alright, that’s amazing, thank you Mr..?

“Stevenson! Though, you can call me Chip. I usually have the kids refer to me by last name”

“It’s not a problem at all! Honestly. We get a few regulars who have very similar habits and I’m always happy to make accommodations.”

you have… regular drinkers at a children’s establishment?

“Mostly stressed parents looking for a brief reprieve. Though, some of them just enjoy the, ahm— Atmosphere. We keep them separate from the children if you haven’t noticed.”

yeah, yeah I get it- sorry, I shouldn’t be criticizing you, you’re already being really kind-

“It’s alright. I can tell you didn’t mean for it to come across that way, I just— Pardon my defensiveness. Had to deal with plenty of people complaining as of late.”

It’s alright, I understand, it’s my bad, really. I should’ve- I should’ve been more considerate.

A trill little ring sounds from Chip’s head at that, his dial spinning in tandem. He carefully pulls his hand back and holds it to his chest.

“No need, it wasn’t— Nevermind.”

No it’s- it’s perfect, thank you. Sorry for uh- day-drinking at a children’s restaurant…

“Once again, it’s alright. It’s not like you’re stealing from me. You are a paying customer.”

I know- I guess I just feel bad for- for bothering you, y’know? You’re so nice- and- and I’m here trying to black out, again.

“Of course. I don’t mind! I have to watch you anyway so why not talk as I do?”

pfft- I mean, I don’t suppose you’re hiring? I kinda- I don’t have a job right now.

“Oh! We are actually! Though, we can put a pin in that bit for later. Need you relatively sober for an interview, background checks, all that jazz.”

I’m uh- wait- wait what? You’re- you’d- you’re offering an interview? And you’d let me- I’d get to live here?

“Of course! I just, uh— Do need it to be in a bit more of a professional setting than this. Though I have no room to judge what my employees, or anyone for that matter, do on their own time.”

Wh- I- a-alright? I uh- shit, do you want me to pay you back for this? Like- y’know?

“Oh! No, no— There’s no need for that, really, I’m more than happy to help.”

are you- are you sure? I mean- you’re giving me an opportunity to get a- a job and a place to live and- I mean- I really don’t mind, if you want?

He looks back at the door, dial ticking forward a bit.

He rings slightly, a lower sound that before. He then gets up, goes to the door, locks it, and shrugs off his suit jacket.

oh uh- I don’t mind! ‘S just different equipment, right?

“Mm.. If you choose to call it that.”

of course not-! I-

He rings, pressing the base of his phone into the contact.

“Hm. Good.”

good. Thank you for- for this.

His breath hitched at the touch to his cord.

do you- uh- want me to not.?

“No, no, no. It feels— It feels nice. I’m just sensitive. Overly so.”

mhm?

He let a very small, shuddering whine slip through, pressing back against it.

there, just-just let me take care of you, alright?

His pulse is a little fast, but he seems fine otherwise.

Yeah- thank you for that.

“Of course. I don’t plan on just— Going along with whatever you plan to do.”

I know, I just- I get nervous, sorry.

“That’s alright. I’d honestly rather you be nervous. Makes me feel less alone.”

you make me feel less alone.

He shuddered, letting his tail raise.

*it smiles, and begins to gently press kisses to his chest and collarbones, smiling up at him*

He tilts his head back, his ringing almost enough to mask the.. other sounds he’s making.

Anything for you my dear, alright? Just tell me what you want.

“Th— This is good. And the compliments.”

oh? You like that pretty boy? I’ll keep that in mind.

He huffs out, the resulting sound like that of TV static.

“Hm. That’s sweet regardless.”

Wh-

“It’s only fair, is it not? You are doing such a good job. I just want you to feel appreciated too. This is a mutual activity, after all.”

I uh- I’m-

“Mhm?”

hey! Uh-

Oh-! Uh- not really? I mean-

Yeah- that’d be nice, please. I can pay extra, if you need?

Alright, that’s amazing, thank you Mr..?

“Stevenson! Though, you can call me Chip. I usually have the kids refer to me by last name”

“It’s not a problem at all! Honestly. We get a few regulars who have very similar habits and I’m always happy to make accommodations.”

you have… regular drinkers at a children’s establishment?

“Mostly stressed parents looking for a brief reprieve. Though, some of them just enjoy the, ahm— Atmosphere. We keep them separate from the children if you haven’t noticed.”

yeah, yeah I get it- sorry, I shouldn’t be criticizing you, you’re already being really kind-

“It’s alright. I can tell you didn’t mean for it to come across that way, I just— Pardon my defensiveness. Had to deal with plenty of people complaining as of late.”

It’s alright, I understand, it’s my bad, really. I should’ve- I should’ve been more considerate.

A trill little ring sounds from Chip’s head at that, his dial spinning in tandem. He carefully pulls his hand back and holds it to his chest.

“No need, it wasn’t— Nevermind.”

No it’s- it’s perfect, thank you. Sorry for uh- day-drinking at a children’s restaurant…

“Once again, it’s alright. It’s not like you’re stealing from me. You are a paying customer.”

I know- I guess I just feel bad for- for bothering you, y’know? You’re so nice- and- and I’m here trying to black out, again.

“Of course. I don’t mind! I have to watch you anyway so why not talk as I do?”

pfft- I mean, I don’t suppose you’re hiring? I kinda- I don’t have a job right now.

“Oh! We are actually! Though, we can put a pin in that bit for later. Need you relatively sober for an interview, background checks, all that jazz.”

I’m uh- wait- wait what? You’re- you’d- you’re offering an interview? And you’d let me- I’d get to live here?

“Of course! I just, uh— Do need it to be in a bit more of a professional setting than this. Though I have no room to judge what my employees, or anyone for that matter, do on their own time.”

Wh- I- a-alright? I uh- shit, do you want me to pay you back for this? Like- y’know?

“Oh! No, no— There’s no need for that, really, I’m more than happy to help.”

are you- are you sure? I mean- you’re giving me an opportunity to get a- a job and a place to live and- I mean- I really don’t mind, if you want?

He looks back at the door, dial ticking forward a bit.

He rings slightly, a lower sound that before. He then gets up, goes to the door, locks it, and shrugs off his suit jacket.

oh uh- I don’t mind! ‘S just different equipment, right?

“Mm.. If you choose to call it that.”

of course not-! I-

He rings, pressing the base of his phone into the contact.

“Hm. Good.”

good. Thank you for- for this.

His breath hitched at the touch to his cord.

do you- uh- want me to not.?

“No, no, no. It feels— It feels nice. I’m just sensitive. Overly so.”

mhm?

He let a very small, shuddering whine slip through, pressing back against it.

there, just-just let me take care of you, alright?

His pulse is a little fast, but he seems fine otherwise.

Yeah- thank you for that.

“Of course. I don’t plan on just— Going along with whatever you plan to do.”

I know, I just- I get nervous, sorry.

“That’s alright. I’d honestly rather you be nervous. Makes me feel less alone.”

you make me feel less alone.

He shuddered, letting his tail raise.

*it smiles, and begins to gently press kisses to his chest and collarbones, smiling up at him*

He tilts his head back, his ringing almost enough to mask the.. other sounds he’s making.

Anything for you my dear, alright? Just tell me what you want.

“Th— This is good. And the compliments.”

oh? You like that pretty boy? I’ll keep that in mind.

He huffs out, the resulting sound like that of TV static.

“Hm. That’s sweet regardless.”

Wh-

“It’s only fair, is it not? You are doing such a good job. I just want you to feel appreciated too. This is a mutual activity, after all.”

I uh- I’m-

“Mhm?”

hey! Uh-

Oh-! Uh- not really? I mean-

Yeah- that’d be nice, please. I can pay extra, if you need?

Alright, that’s amazing, thank you Mr..?

“Stevenson! Though, you can call me Chip. I usually have the kids refer to me by last name”

“It’s not a problem at all! Honestly. We get a few regulars who have very similar habits and I’m always happy to make accommodations.”

you have… regular drinkers at a children’s establishment?

“Mostly stressed parents looking for a brief reprieve. Though, some of them just enjoy the, ahm— Atmosphere. We keep them separate from the children if you haven’t noticed.”

yeah, yeah I get it- sorry, I shouldn’t be criticizing you, you’re already being really kind-

“It’s alright. I can tell you didn’t mean for it to come across that way, I just— Pardon my defensiveness. Had to deal with plenty of people complaining as of late.”

It’s alright, I understand, it’s my bad, really. I should’ve- I should’ve been more considerate.

A trill little ring sounds from Chip’s head at that, his dial spinning in tandem. He carefully pulls his hand back and holds it to his chest.

“No need, it wasn’t— Nevermind.”

No it’s- it’s perfect, thank you. Sorry for uh- day-drinking at a children’s restaurant…

“Once again, it’s alright. It’s not like you’re stealing from me. You are a paying customer.”

I know- I guess I just feel bad for- for bothering you, y’know? You’re so nice- and- and I’m here trying to black out, again.

“Of course. I don’t mind! I have to watch you anyway so why not talk as I do?”

pfft- I mean, I don’t suppose you’re hiring? I kinda- I don’t have a job right now.

“Oh! We are actually! Though, we can put a pin in that bit for later. Need you relatively sober for an interview, background checks, all that jazz.”

I’m uh- wait- wait what? You’re- you’d- you’re offering an interview? And you’d let me- I’d get to live here?

“Of course! I just, uh— Do need it to be in a bit more of a professional setting than this. Though I have no room to judge what my employees, or anyone for that matter, do on their own time.”

Wh- I- a-alright? I uh- shit, do you want me to pay you back for this? Like- y’know?

“Oh! No, no— There’s no need for that, really, I’m more than happy to help.”

are you- are you sure? I mean- you’re giving me an opportunity to get a- a job and a place to live and- I mean- I really don’t mind, if you want?

He looks back at the door, dial ticking forward a bit.

He rings slightly, a lower sound that before. He then gets up, goes to the door, locks it, and shrugs off his suit jacket.

oh uh- I don’t mind! ‘S just different equipment, right?

“Mm.. If you choose to call it that.”

of course not-! I-

He rings, pressing the base of his phone into the contact.

“Hm. Good.”

good. Thank you for- for this.

His breath hitched at the touch to his cord.

do you- uh- want me to not.?

“No, no, no. It feels— It feels nice. I’m just sensitive. Overly so.”

mhm?

He let a very small, shuddering whine slip through, pressing back against it.

there, just-just let me take care of you, alright?

His pulse is a little fast, but he seems fine otherwise.

Yeah- thank you for that.

“Of course. I don’t plan on just— Going along with whatever you plan to do.”

I know, I just- I get nervous, sorry.

“That’s alright. I’d honestly rather you be nervous. Makes me feel less alone.”

you make me feel less alone.

He shuddered, letting his tail raise.

*it smiles, and begins to gently press kisses to his chest and collarbones, smiling up at him*

He tilts his head back, his ringing almost enough to mask the.. other sounds he’s making.

Anything for you my dear, alright? Just tell me what you want.

“Th— This is good. And the compliments.”

oh? You like that pretty boy? I’ll keep that in mind.

He huffs out, the resulting sound like that of TV static.

“Hm. That’s sweet regardless.”

Wh-

“It’s only fair, is it not? You are doing such a good job. I just want you to feel appreciated too. This is a mutual activity, after all.”

hey! Uh-

Oh-! Uh- not really? I mean-

Yeah- that’d be nice, please. I can pay extra, if you need?

Alright, that’s amazing, thank you Mr..?

“Stevenson! Though, you can call me Chip. I usually have the kids refer to me by last name”

“It’s not a problem at all! Honestly. We get a few regulars who have very similar habits and I’m always happy to make accommodations.”

you have… regular drinkers at a children’s establishment?

“Mostly stressed parents looking for a brief reprieve. Though, some of them just enjoy the, ahm— Atmosphere. We keep them separate from the children if you haven’t noticed.”

yeah, yeah I get it- sorry, I shouldn’t be criticizing you, you’re already being really kind-

“It’s alright. I can tell you didn’t mean for it to come across that way, I just— Pardon my defensiveness. Had to deal with plenty of people complaining as of late.”

It’s alright, I understand, it’s my bad, really. I should’ve- I should’ve been more considerate.

A trill little ring sounds from Chip’s head at that, his dial spinning in tandem. He carefully pulls his hand back and holds it to his chest.

“No need, it wasn’t— Nevermind.”

No it’s- it’s perfect, thank you. Sorry for uh- day-drinking at a children’s restaurant…

“Once again, it’s alright. It’s not like you’re stealing from me. You are a paying customer.”

I know- I guess I just feel bad for- for bothering you, y’know? You’re so nice- and- and I’m here trying to black out, again.

“Of course. I don’t mind! I have to watch you anyway so why not talk as I do?”

pfft- I mean, I don’t suppose you’re hiring? I kinda- I don’t have a job right now.

“Oh! We are actually! Though, we can put a pin in that bit for later. Need you relatively sober for an interview, background checks, all that jazz.”

I’m uh- wait- wait what? You’re- you’d- you’re offering an interview? And you’d let me- I’d get to live here?

“Of course! I just, uh— Do need it to be in a bit more of a professional setting than this. Though I have no room to judge what my employees, or anyone for that matter, do on their own time.”

Wh- I- a-alright? I uh- shit, do you want me to pay you back for this? Like- y’know?

“Oh! No, no— There’s no need for that, really, I’m more than happy to help.”

are you- are you sure? I mean- you’re giving me an opportunity to get a- a job and a place to live and- I mean- I really don’t mind, if you want?

He looks back at the door, dial ticking forward a bit.

He rings slightly, a lower sound that before. He then gets up, goes to the door, locks it, and shrugs off his suit jacket.

oh uh- I don’t mind! ‘S just different equipment, right?

“Mm.. If you choose to call it that.”

of course not-! I-

He rings, pressing the base of his phone into the contact.

“Hm. Good.”

good. Thank you for- for this.

His breath hitched at the touch to his cord.

do you- uh- want me to not.?

“No, no, no. It feels— It feels nice. I’m just sensitive. Overly so.”

mhm?

He let a very small, shuddering whine slip through, pressing back against it.

there, just-just let me take care of you, alright?

His pulse is a little fast, but he seems fine otherwise.

Yeah- thank you for that.

“Of course. I don’t plan on just— Going along with whatever you plan to do.”

I know, I just- I get nervous, sorry.

“That’s alright. I’d honestly rather you be nervous. Makes me feel less alone.”

you make me feel less alone.

He shuddered, letting his tail raise.

*it smiles, and begins to gently press kisses to his chest and collarbones, smiling up at him*

He tilts his head back, his ringing almost enough to mask the.. other sounds he’s making.

Anything for you my dear, alright? Just tell me what you want.

“Th— This is good. And the compliments.”

oh? You like that pretty boy? I’ll keep that in mind.

He huffs out, the resulting sound like that of TV static.

“Hm. That’s sweet regardless.”

hey! Uh-

Oh-! Uh- not really? I mean-

Yeah- that’d be nice, please. I can pay extra, if you need?

Alright, that’s amazing, thank you Mr..?

“Stevenson! Though, you can call me Chip. I usually have the kids refer to me by last name”

“It’s not a problem at all! Honestly. We get a few regulars who have very similar habits and I’m always happy to make accommodations.”

you have… regular drinkers at a children’s establishment?

“Mostly stressed parents looking for a brief reprieve. Though, some of them just enjoy the, ahm— Atmosphere. We keep them separate from the children if you haven’t noticed.”

yeah, yeah I get it- sorry, I shouldn’t be criticizing you, you’re already being really kind-

“It’s alright. I can tell you didn’t mean for it to come across that way, I just— Pardon my defensiveness. Had to deal with plenty of people complaining as of late.”

It’s alright, I understand, it’s my bad, really. I should’ve- I should’ve been more considerate.

A trill little ring sounds from Chip’s head at that, his dial spinning in tandem. He carefully pulls his hand back and holds it to his chest.

“No need, it wasn’t— Nevermind.”

No it’s- it’s perfect, thank you. Sorry for uh- day-drinking at a children’s restaurant…

“Once again, it’s alright. It’s not like you’re stealing from me. You are a paying customer.”

I know- I guess I just feel bad for- for bothering you, y’know? You’re so nice- and- and I’m here trying to black out, again.

“Of course. I don’t mind! I have to watch you anyway so why not talk as I do?”

pfft- I mean, I don’t suppose you’re hiring? I kinda- I don’t have a job right now.

“Oh! We are actually! Though, we can put a pin in that bit for later. Need you relatively sober for an interview, background checks, all that jazz.”

I’m uh- wait- wait what? You’re- you’d- you’re offering an interview? And you’d let me- I’d get to live here?

“Of course! I just, uh— Do need it to be in a bit more of a professional setting than this. Though I have no room to judge what my employees, or anyone for that matter, do on their own time.”

Wh- I- a-alright? I uh- shit, do you want me to pay you back for this? Like- y’know?

“Oh! No, no— There’s no need for that, really, I’m more than happy to help.”

are you- are you sure? I mean- you’re giving me an opportunity to get a- a job and a place to live and- I mean- I really don’t mind, if you want?

He looks back at the door, dial ticking forward a bit.

He rings slightly, a lower sound that before. He then gets up, goes to the door, locks it, and shrugs off his suit jacket.

oh uh- I don’t mind! ‘S just different equipment, right?

“Mm.. If you choose to call it that.”

of course not-! I-

He rings, pressing the base of his phone into the contact.

“Hm. Good.”

good. Thank you for- for this.

His breath hitched at the touch to his cord.

do you- uh- want me to not.?

“No, no, no. It feels— It feels nice. I’m just sensitive. Overly so.”

mhm?

He let a very small, shuddering whine slip through, pressing back against it.

there, just-just let me take care of you, alright?

His pulse is a little fast, but he seems fine otherwise.

Yeah- thank you for that.

“Of course. I don’t plan on just— Going along with whatever you plan to do.”

I know, I just- I get nervous, sorry.

“That’s alright. I’d honestly rather you be nervous. Makes me feel less alone.”

you make me feel less alone.

He shuddered, letting his tail raise.

*it smiles, and begins to gently press kisses to his chest and collarbones, smiling up at him*

He tilts his head back, his ringing almost enough to mask the.. other sounds he’s making.

Anything for you my dear, alright? Just tell me what you want.

“Th— This is good. And the compliments.”

oh? You like that pretty boy? I’ll keep that in mind.

He huffs out, the resulting sound like that of TV static.