#baracaffe

laxus gonna embrace him i guess lol

☠ - slam my muse into a wall

“ JESUS -- ”

man, did that activate his fight or flight instinct rather fast. for a moment the lil’ guy stood there, hands raised a little under his screen ... until the REALIZATION kicks in.

oh. oh man. okay.

“ we -- we’ve got to stop meeting like this. not -- that i don’t want to see you -- okay, what i mean is ... ”

how did the floor taste?

               [ How can Jean chat so casually about stuff like this?! Holding one of those girly mags from the newstand in one hand, the lieutenant peruses nearly-explicit material in broad daylight... ! And then has the shamelessness to ask about KAIN’S “reading habits”. An awfully bold question ! Bold enough that it freezes the sergeant’s voice in his throat, and replaces it with a vague, modest flush in his cheeks. ]

         ❝ Right-- snacks. Um, I’ll just grab, uh... a pack of mints. ❞

    the only indication that the other had heard was a sudden STIFFENING of the shoulders, and puffed up cheeks on his end, teeth biting down on tongue to stifle a yelp that had wanted to leave his lips at the other’s jump scare.

“...

--YES. Yes I do.