YAN-PARA au master post

[earthflames]

WHAT IT SAYS ON THE BOX.

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[erank]

[Hearing that makes him really, really happy in this excited, inexplicable sort of way, and he gives Diarmuid an affectionate squeeze]

Hey, that's good! Getting used to the crazyboat, huh?

[beautymark]

Mm. Everyone here is kind, even if Archer is difficult.

[gets an arm around Cu and snuggles close]

[erank]

Yeah and don't be afraid to tell him he's a fucker if you need to.

[beautymark]

You have such a crude mouth.

[erank]

I'm just honest. No point in sugar coating things, especially for Archer.

[beautymark]

I guess you're right.

[relaxes the rest of the way, settling into a comfy position with a content sigh]

[erank]

Sure am.

[We are a super happy puppy right now. Yes indeed. He leans against Diarmuid and grins]

Hey. Glad you came with me.

[beautymark]

You didn't give me a choice, you shameless kidnapper.

[It's a big glowing sign of how well he's doing that he can joke and smile so easily now. Being calm enough and sane enough for this is still rare, but it's a clear glimpse at the heart that still belongs to the person he was all those years ago.]

But you know, part of me never really gave up hope that you'd come for me some day. I'm glad you made it before it disappeared.

[erank]

Me too. I think I'd be pretty pissed at myself if I left without you a second time.

[beautymark]

I'd have died if you had.

[starting to cling more now]

Even if my body didn't, "I" would have.

[erank]

[have an affectionate snuggle]

Not on my watch.

[beautymark]

[the thought is scary. the memory is scary.

he's still not losing it, but he holds on tighter and squeezes his eyes shut against the fake images.]

You're stupid. I'm still so troublesome...

[erank]

You forget I hang around Archer, you know.

[beautymark]

He's not the same kind of troublesome.

[erank]

Am I allowed to say you're cuter?

[beautymark]

[oh so much blushing and smashing his face into Cu's chest to hide it]

No.

[erank]

Huh, too late then.

[beautymark]

[have an affectionate punch in the ribs]

[erank]

Hey!

[retaliates by smacking him upside the head]

[beautymark]

[this collarbone biting is legitimately not sexual!!

it is too hard a bite to be sexy. :)]

[erank]

Ow. Ow. OW!

[have a few more smacks to the head]

That hurts, dude!

[beautymark]

[lets go with an "ow" of his own, grabbing at Cu's hands]

Don't hit me!

[erank]

Sorry...

[woops, suddenly remembering that your bff is crazy]

[beautymark]

[making a face caught somewhere between the "flustered" mood he was in and the "nervous and frightened" that is reflex.

He's struggling really hard to keep the crazy in the box.]

[erank]

[VALIANT ATTEMPT TO FIX THIS #1: gently flop against Diarmuid and offer a friendly smile]