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KEHLANI PUFFS BY IMVIKAI

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{Candy Heart Prompts are officially CLOSED!}

You have heard correctly, Kaz! I freaking LOVE Gachiakuta! That said; fair warning- I'm very very VERY behind. So much behind I'm writing this dabble based on little knowledge of how these two will be later in the series (I.E. The intro fight with Jabber) ((I already ship them though if you couldn't tell lols)) If it reads OOC look the other way until I watch more <3 I hope you like it all the same!

Only You: "Stop squirming!"

“Mr. Attitude. What a pleasure. We really have to stop meeting like this.” Jabber’s smile was all teeth as he leaned in, fully invading Zanka’s personal space. “What brings you all the way out here?”

“Back up, freak- I’m not here for a booty call.” Zanka went to push him off, but the other danced out of the way with a fiendish giggle. “You have something of mine. Give it back.”

“Oh? What would that be?” Jabber was bouncing on the balls of his feet, always just out of reach yet treacherously close. His burgundy eyes stayed on Zanka the entire time, dreads bouncing with each move like a snake reacting to a charmer’s flute. It was almost hypnotic.

Almost. “Stop squirming and give me back my wallet, Jabber.” Zanka held out his hand, stressing for calm. In response, Jabber laughed again as he two-stepped around him. “Where are you-”

“You’re bold to assume I took your wallet, Mr. Attitude. Sure you didn’t check all the folds in these nice clothes of yours?” Hands grabbed at his torso, making Zanak straighten up with a gasp. “I bet you I could find it with ease. Is it here? Or here? Hey- stop squirming! I’m searching!”

“Gehehhet your hahahands oohohout of thehehere! Ehahhahaa, my wahahhaallehhehet’s noohohot in my clothohoohooes!” Zanka arched with a high pitched giggle as Jabber’s fingers curled into his ribs, irritatingly precise and ticklish. “Ghehhhet ohohohoff me and giihiihive mehehe bahhack my wahhahallehhet!”

“I told you, fussy- I don’t have it. Maybe it’s in your pants?” Hands dropped down to his hips, and Zanka swore loudly before loud uncontrolled laughter broke free. “Oo, I feel something here. Or are you just happy to see me?”

“Fuhuuhuhck ohohohohoff! Ehahahhahaha, Jahhahahhabber! Jahahhhabber, stahahhaap it! Ehahahhahah! Ahehahhahaha- AH!” Zanka twisted around, grabbing the other’s wrists as he glared. “Cuuhuuht it ohoohout alrehahahhady!”

Jabber smiled at him. Unlike his usual twisted grin, this one was uncharacteristically gentle. It threw Zanka off his train of thought and made him loosen his grip.

“Hehe, you let me go!” Jabber laughed as he broke free, clawing at Zanka’s belly with all ten fingers quickly. “Check your pockets one more time, Mr. Attitude!”

“Ehehehehehhe! Fihihihne, fihihihine!” Zanka backed up before doing just that, finding…”What?” He pulled out his missing wallet. “How? But I..” No way- did he seriously forget he packed it.

Jabber whistled, rocking on his feet with a smug grin. Zanka felt his face flush red as he flipped the folded material in his hands about. “I’m waiting.”

“Sorry. I shouldn’t have assumed you took it.” Zanka grunted, going redder when Jabber took his chin. As quick as the wind, he stole a peck on his lips.

“Good boy.” Jabber cooed as he bounced off, disappearing before Zanka could react. The cleaner tsked as he opened his wallet, then blanched. It was empty! The only thing remaining was a note.

Thanks for the cash tip, Mr. Attitude. Catch you later!

-XOXO, Jabber

“JABBER GET BACK HERE!” Zanka raged as he took off, the other laughing hysterically as he sprinted for the hills.

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