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Meursault didn’t understand Gregor at all.

Or better said he didn’t understand the rational behind the man’s actions. He’d spent who knows how many hours with him and days in near bliss. Yet, he still somehow found ways to surprise him.

At times it was overwhelming. Especially considering the amount of time he himself dedicates to his streams. Often having to set up hours in advance or speak with rather unsavory people.

Today not being such a day for once. Free of streaming duties but not of his fixer work. And for once due to a prolonged visit joined by his… partner?

When he thought of it, they’d never actually spoken or established what exactly their relationship was.

Before he could even start dwelling on such thoughts he was cut off mid step by the voice next to him.

“Hey bud, try this donut it’s delish.” Gregor spoke with a mouth full near shoving a half eaten Dominik his face.

“How very crass.” Meursault stopped for a moment shoving away the other’s hand, “You shouldn’t be so frivolous on our duties a single misstep-“

“Geez, you’re always so clinical ain’t ya.” Gregor cut him off already walking off finishing the donut, “If I wanted to heat that all I’d be speaking to a manual or something.”

That served to only get on Meursault’s nerves, “Avery rude of you I’ll declare.”

“Really now, didn’t know?” And it was very clear Gregor was purposefully trying to rile him up. It was infuriating to no end, “C’mon let’s lay off for a moment for once it feels like you’re always on steam or somethin’ never time to spend time together.”

“You say that as if on visits you don’t spend all your-“ Before he could even begin to finish his sentence Gregor had approached him taking his hand.

“C’mon aren’t you a Cinq fixer? You already declared I annoyed you, let’s have a duel.” Before Meursault could even behind to take his hand back Gregor had done the unthinkable.

Having taken the liberty of taking Meursault’s glove off with his teeth. At that very moment he didn’t know how to react or respond. It’d be easier to call him statue than man at this very moment. A mounting heat climbing through his body.

“Oh. Did I take it too far?” Gregor spoke stepping away a bit Meursault’s glove still in hand. Suspicions confirmed correct on the thoughts of being riled up.

“Bud are you okay?” A moment later Meursault’s own blade was stabbing forward aiming for Gregor, his not so partner yet, “Hey wait! I didn’t actually mean to-“

“Silence! I declare a duel of aspirations and of the heart.” Was all he could reasonably say without spilling out more. Red faced not from anger as he chased down the Zwei fixer.