...And it will be a break, because I don't trust you not to just bite into half of it at once like some kind of animal.
[Boys, please...]
Okay, well. I will absolutely delete any duck faces you send me without comment and with great prejudice, but I would appreciate the cleavage. If~ I'm gonna be honest.
[Look what you did, Crow. You corrupted a perfectly good boy scout.]
[He's smiling so widely his face almost hurts. God, he can't remember ever feeling this light and airy, this genuinely happy before Crow walked into his life.
There are certainly still issues. He called Crow because of one of them, after all, and that's not wholly off his mind. But this certainly helps.]
[He knows they have a long way to go, too. There's definitely things he could be doing better, and that there's a lot of new ground to break. But he likes to think that this is as good as start as they can get.
Rean filled a hole in his heart that desperately needed to be filled in the first place.
Genuinely happy. That was a good term.]
I can't have you speeding past me while I stand still, you know.
[He chuckles, leaning back against the couch to look at the clock.]
I won't take up too much of your time, though. Sounds to me like you've got Operation Sistergeddon to tackle.
[Another wordless whine, followed by another sigh.]
...Thanks. I'll try to tell myself that when I inevitably start feeling guilty, but if I need to come to you for reminders, just remember you signed up for it.
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[Get it, sweetness pun.]
Hm..Elliot makes it work, though.
Maybe just something off to the side. I'll take a few pictures.
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[Are they doing this? Oh, no.]
I eagerly await them.
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[Crow.]
Should I do duck faces or show off my cleavage? Have we reached that level of selfies?
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...And it will be a break, because I don't trust you not to just bite into half of it at once like some kind of animal.
[Boys, please...]
Okay, well. I will absolutely delete any duck faces you send me without comment and with great prejudice, but I would appreciate the cleavage. If~ I'm gonna be honest.
[Look what you did, Crow. You corrupted a perfectly good boy scout.]
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Honestly, I'm not a caveman.
[These two are the happiest disaster to ever exist.]
HAHA, I had a feeling you wouldn't resist I'm no Alisa-chan, but you'll get the very best.
[HE REGRETS NOTHING.]
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[They really are.]
You're not, but that's fine. I like you better.
[♥]
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[He smiles, though, obviously eating up that attention. Yes, tell him he's prettier than your animes.]
And I you.
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[And to that last point, he's quiet for a second before laughing a little, shyly.]
...Here I am, talking to you like this, and the minute you turn it back on me, I get all tongue-tied...
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That's our thing, though, right?
An endless battle of wills, whether its in a mech or for love.
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Still. Just means I'm going to have to practice, until I can defeat you even in this. Right?
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Guess I'll have to up my game, too. That's my ace in the hole.
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[He's smiling so widely his face almost hurts. God, he can't remember ever feeling this light and airy, this genuinely happy before Crow walked into his life.
There are certainly still issues. He called Crow because of one of them, after all, and that's not wholly off his mind. But this certainly helps.]
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Rean filled a hole in his heart that desperately needed to be filled in the first place.
Genuinely happy. That was a good term.]
I can't have you speeding past me while I stand still, you know.
[He chuckles, leaning back against the couch to look at the clock.]
I won't take up too much of your time, though. Sounds to me like you've got Operation Sistergeddon to tackle.
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[He's putting on a bit of a whine for that, just for theatrics' sake.
He sighs a little when Crow initiates their goodbyes, though, knowing he's right but still not really wanting to let go.]
Yeah. Or... at least unwinding a bit first before I move forward with it. Or something.
Thanks, Crow.
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[He whines back, an almost perfect imitation of Rean's.
Truth be told, he could talk to Rean into the late hours of the night. But knowing Rean's going to need all the mental prep he can take...
Them acting like stupid lovesick puppies can wait until after that.]
Anytime. I mean it, too.
She's pretty damn lucky to have a sibling who looks after her as much as you do.
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...Thanks. I'll try to tell myself that when I inevitably start feeling guilty, but if I need to come to you for reminders, just remember you signed up for it.
[He's joking, at least partially.]
All right, I'll let you go. Talk to you later.
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[His tone's warm, softly hanging on to the last moment.]
Mmm.
I'll be here. Take care, Rean.
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[He's pretty sure he doesn't want to know what would take the "worst" slot in Crow's mind.]
Yeah. You, too.
[There's a moment's hesitation, like Rean means to say something else, but... no, there's nothing. Just the call ending.]