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« Why would I be complaining? I’m just making an observation of your inescapable habit is all. »  War leans back onto his heels and crosses his arms along his thick bare chest, to anyone else he would look imposing.  « What flavour did you just devour, hmm? »

        “ are you okay? ”  her voice is soft, CAREFUL, treading on thin ice.  “ you ... don’t need to be afraid. you’re safe, you know. i’ll... keep you safe. ”

        “ HONESTLY, steve ? because it’s kinda funny. ”   she   GRINS,   leans against the counter of scoops ahoy.   “ clearly you have lost your charm. ” 

“don’t worry about it. it’s kind of an unusual ask, anyway.”

@ivychambersx

she looks away as he speaks, trademark sigh and eye-roll passing over her features in regular fashion. her gaze doesn’t lift in his direction as she turns her attention back to her phone, reading through messages she’s missed and only saying in response, “thank you, but i think i’ll live.”