#hooyahs

      laura pulled at a loose seam of her worn shirt, vulnerability was still difficult to convey, dr rice had told them time and time again that to show emotion was a weakness and transigen had no purpose for weak things. but she wasn’t in transigen anymore. she wanted GQ’s words to make a difference, but people had made the same promises before and they were all gone. she didn’t want GQ to be another name added to that list.

       “ everyone who says that dies.” laura confessed, “i don’t want you to die.”

    she’s  giggling.  she doesn’t  giggle,  especially not in bars.  and that  ALONE  is enough to give up the fact that she’s intoxicated,  but she’s a  good  spy,  and she’s not about to admit anything.  especially not when it means that he’s buying     (  out of  love  ?   some sense of possessiveness  ?     both,  no doubt.  she’s nowhere near drunk enough not to notice her surroundings.  )     and she’s just along for the ride.

    she shrugs,  nestles her forehead into his shoulder.     “  are you trying to get lucky tonight,  sugar  ?  ”

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There is a smug thing to Eddie’s grin. He’s incredibly amused by the words spoken to him, but he really don’t want to admit it. Or rather he don’t want anyone else to enjoy it as much as he does. Taking a quick look around - just to be sure no one was listening in. Eddie turned more towards GQ, to put his arms around his wast and pull him in real close. 

“You don’t look much like a freak though, do you?” A teasing smile shows on Eddie’s face, and something in the large black hood he is wearing seems to do a similar movement. “So if you don’t look like one, I think you have to make up for it by getting really freaky.” At that the hood seemed to actually struggle to not move. As if it was fighting back a laugh.

Which was exactly what was going on. As much as Eddie seemed to be dressed up in a venom onesie, this was Eddie’s way of letting V come along a little more than they usually did to a party. Plus it allowed both the human parts of their little triangle to touch everything V had to offer.

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Having GQ back from deployment always came with…certain new behaviors you couldn’t explain to someone outside of your own situation. It wasn’t much you could do about it except getting used to it, or at the very least accept it for what it was. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t enjoy yourself while at it. 

An amused look took over Eddie’s face, as he stood back a bit and just looked at his man - well mess of a man, dude really needed a trim… big trim. Just looking, not judging, okay maybe a little judging. Eddie was beyond amused, wondering what could possibly have made this happen in the first place.

Finally taking pity on both GQ and the poor cashier, Eddie put a hand on the scruff that supposedly was his man, and nudging him to the side so that he could place their order. “He wants a Hawaii, make it a family size, but only half with pineapple please.”

With the cashier gone to put their order to the chef, Eddie put a small peck to GQ’s temple. “Boneless pizza, huh? Do I wanna know the story behind that?”