A Worthless Contractor.

In a world where the stars are fake and the apathy of those with powers far surpassing that of any human's is essential, it takes all that everyone has to not allow it to crumble under chaos. Currently Semi-Dependent || Dave Strider || Multiship || Singleverse

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[ brokenkakugan ] :

It wasn’t his fault. Kaiden was just doing what he was told, following his orders from the higher ups. It was the logical thing to do, even if it wasn’t the most desirable option.

“So do I, baby,” he murmurs. Dave keeps his eyes closed as he tips his head, letting Kaiden’s mouth wander over his skin. It felt good, soft and relaxing. It was almost reassuring in a way. When the other’s lips move down his neck, Dave shivers slightly, goose bumps breaking out across his skin. He drags his fingers through Kaiden’s hair, nails gently scraping against his scalp. He always enjoyed the little displays of affection, even if they were nothing more than just kisses or touches with no meaning behind them. They still felt nice against his skin.

After a few beats, Dave tips his head back down, mirroring the line of kisses on Kaiden’s own face, jaw, and neck. He pauses at his jaw, eyes flickering up to Kaiden’s face.

“Can ya tell me what happened? I assume work.” He spoke with his lips brushing over the Contractor’s skin, breath fanning warmly over his neck.

The hand in Kaiden’s hair slides down his neck, fingertips light on his marred skin. He runs his hand aimlessly down, passing over bruises and small nicks and cuts.

“Whatever you were doin’ seems to have kicked your ass, huh? ’m glad you came home in one piece, though.”

Dave's touch draws a pleasurable hum from Kaiden. This was how it started, with a few soft touches, and now he feels like he's become a wreck. Or perhaps unstable would be the better term for it. It used to be that he'd do nothing without a logical reason. But now, his head is muddled and with every decision he no longer thinks about himself, but this loving boy currently pressing his lips to Kaiden's skin.

It was foolish. He shouldn't be doing this. He shouldn't have done a lot of things. Yet here he is, and with every glance into those pretty red eyes he can feel himself melting just a tad bit more.

"Think they're tryin' t' push me out'a the game," he murmurs, refusing to flinch at the ever so slight touches to his battered body. "Had me do somethin' I clearly had no business doin' on my own. One on five ain't really my style y'know."

Of course, he did find out some interesting information while he was away. Though for now he's choosing to keep it to himself rather than share it with any other, Dave included. He had some decisions to make in regards to his future, his and possibly Dave's as well.

" 'course I ain't the type t' die easy. Matter'a fact I'm a bitch t' kill," he adds, and while the words may have seemed cocky, his tone was rather serious. 

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[ brokenkakugan ] :

Dave twitches in surprises when Kaiden reaches up to the chain, having forgot he was even wearing it. It was just a part of him now, a part of how he lived his life, even without the Contractor’s presence in it. He was uncomfortable without the gentle reminder of the other around his neck.

Kaiden’s words, his mention of disappointment, sting slightly. Contractor’s can’t really feel emotions like disappointment, can they? Of course not. Dave ignores the twinge of pain, reminding himself it’s not Kaiden’s fault, and that he should be used to the emotionlessness by now. It must have just been a slip of the tongue, stuck acting in his more human-like persona, the faked emotions slipping into his speech where applicable.

God, he wished that weren’t true. He selfishly wished for the impossible.

Dave’s lips quirk up in a small smile, almost playful, in response to the Contractor’s words. But when Kaiden moves, cupping his neck and leaning in, the smile drops, relaxing, and Dave moves his fingers to slide back into the other’s hair, threading through the soft, light locks.

He keeps the kiss gentle, even though it makes his heart jump in excitement. He’s happy Kaiden is back, happy he gets to kiss him again, lay with him, be close to him. He’s so thankful he’s alright, maybe more than he actually realizes.

The apology stings, too, moreso than the disappointment. “Don’t apologize; ’s not your fault. You’re here now, anyway.”

But wasn't it his fault? He was the one that chose to go along with the Syndicate's orders. True, disobeying them was much akin to pulling the trigger five times playing Russian Roulette, but he still could have refused. He could've run away to Dave's timeline. He could have hidden himself. He had options. It just happened that the least risky option for both himself as well as Dave happened to be doing as he was instructed.

At least, however, he was able to do some research on his own time. Apparently, not all Contractors were as ruthless as he'd once believed. In fact, there was a group of them starting to come together to try to live their lives in peace despite the threats of various organizations that would sooner see them terminated than left alone. And sure wanting a peaceful life was far from feeling that wide and diverse spectrum of emotions, but it was something.

He says none of this to Dave though. He didn't see the point. His inner struggle was his alone to bare. Besides, potentially creating false hope in Dave's heart that Kaiden might ever be able to truly feel love for him would be unnecessarily cruel.

"Right. 'course. Still I much prefer sharin' a bed with you than fightin' the good fight y'know."

He proceeds to trail soft kisses from the corner of Dave's lips, down his chin, across his jaw, and onto his neck. The action itself was innocent enough, with no intention behind it other than it was something Kaiden wanted to do. He wanted to show affection to his lover, even if it was baseless.

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[ smvppets ] :

I’m not that great social wise either.  So I won’t fault you for that don’t worry. You’ve been busy I guess?

hella busy actually. since i dont got a solid job work is something im always searching for yknow. took me outta the state for a while but now im finally back and have the time to blog again. so yeah.

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[ brokenkakugan ] :

“ ‘course, baby,” Dave mumbled, pushing off of the doorframe with a small smile. He walked to short distance over to the bed, climbing on, careful of the smaller man’s injuries. Once he was down on his side, he gently draped an arm over Kaiden, bare skin warm against the other’s. As he traced down Kaiden’s body with his eyes, examining the bruises and marks quickly, a thin metal chain shifted around his neck.

He was still wearing the necklace Kaiden had made for him for Christmas, so many months prior. He only ever took it off while hunting.

Ignoring the shifting of the chain, used to how it would move as he moved, he looked back up to Kaiden’s face, dark eyes bare and curious, gaze soft as he searched the other’s eyes.

“I missed ya, y'know.”

The admission came out at nearly a whisper, almost shy. He was trying to carefully tiptoe around his affections, unsure if anything had really changed between them, if time had negatively impacted their relationship.

Dave moved his arm from Kaiden’s waist, reaching up to brush the backs of his fingers tenderly against the other’s cheekbone.

Tired eyes flicker from Dave's familiar face down to the necklace, the glimmer of it having caught his eye. It was his, the one he'd given to the other. Without thinking he runs a finger over the cool metal. He'd kept it, and he'd continued to wear it... Clearly he didn't just move on from him, he thinks before his attention is focused back on the other, on the words that leave his perfect lips.

"Yeah? I'd be disappointed if ya' didn't," he murmurs, their eyes now locked together. Kaiden, of course, only realizes the error of his words after they leave him. He couldn't be disappointed. He didn't have it in him anymore. Or at least he didn't have it to the degree that he was sure normal people felt it. If he were disappointed, it would only really feel like a mild sadness in the back of his mind, easy to ignore.

Or that's what he told himself for a moment. However, by this point he's realized what a blatant lie that is. His emotions don't escape him anymore. Ever since he'd begun spending time with Dave, that apathy that had once consumed him progressively wore away. He can't deny that despite how much he might've wanted to.

Slowly he shifts himself forward, one hand coming to rest against Dave's neck, just under his ear, before he presses his lips almost cautiously to the ghoul's. He missed this. He missed having Dave with him. He missed the feel of his lips, of his skin, of his touch. Even his scent was something he missed about him. He'd grown attached to Dave, something he thought wouldn't be possible simply because it simply wasn't logical. Yet it happened anyway, right under his nose nonetheless.

"...I'm sorry." The words are whispered against lips. "I didn't mean t' be gone so long..."

[best-of-memes]

When I find the perfect rock on the ground to add to my rock collection

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[ smvppets ] :

Nothing much, chillin’.  Hi, Kaiden, name’s Puppet.  Nice to meet you.

about as good as anything else i guess. cant say im doing anything real different either. but yeah nice to meet ya too. been a while since i hit anyone up on here so excuse me if im rusty. like i aint a huge social butterfly you feel. but fuck actually i guess it doesnt matter since were already talking and shit so whatever.

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@smvppets

you liked a post of mine so im taking it as an invitation to greet ya. so hey. names kaiden.

whats up?

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tired as fuck.

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[ Dave ] :

Dave had missed Kaiden dearly; his sudden, unexpected disappearance had hurt, left the ghoul concerned for the other’s safety. He’d missed Kaiden’s presence in his life, the way the other made him feel physically and emotionally. He was glad that Kaiden had contacted him again, glad that he was alive and still seemed to care, even in his own Contractor way.

He entered in the familiar coordinates to Kaiden’s apartment, rather excited to see the smaller man. The air of the Houston apartment, however, was almost startlingly stifling. It was choked with the smell of dust, too.

Not seeing Kaiden in the living room or kitchen, he made his way toward the back, to the bedroom, knocking on the doorframe when he was close enough. Hooking his thumbs in the pockets of his jeans, Dave leaned against the threshold, looking at Kaiden’s battered frame.

“You’re certainly a sight for sore eyes, cutie.”

"Aw you flatter me, babe."

He didn't even have to look to know who was speaking to him, the voice familiar and something that could settle his nerves in a soothing sort of way that no one else's voice was capable of doing for him. Yet he does shift to sit himself up and look at the other properly. Still tall, still handsome, seemingly unchanged by the time that had passed between them. Kaiden had the urge to trace his fingertips over that familiar face.

"But y'know 'm just plain sore too. So care t' come lay down with me for a while? Don't really want t' get up right now."

The invitation was more than just Kaiden being tired and thus it would be sensible to just have Dave share the bed. It was also symbolic of the fact that as far as Kaiden was concerned, very little if anything had changed between them. In his eyes, they were still partners, still free to share a bed and to be intimate with one another without any restrictions. Time was only time. The past doesn't matter as much as the present, and in this case, having been separated for a long while doesn't matter now that they're together once again.

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[ Dave ] :

not nearly as fun without you though ill be right over babe

There was, of course, no genuine reason for Kaiden to reconnect with Dave. It would've actually been much more sensible to keep their ties severed so as not to draw the other back into danger like he'd done so before. Yet for one reason or another, Kaiden had felt compelled to make that his first priority upon returning to his apartment. He would never admit to it even if he'd been able to comprehend it, but he too missed the other, and since Dave had been a constant distraction while absent, Kaiden figured there would be no harm in allowing him to be an in person distraction again as well.

And after the mission he'd just completed, he needed a break to rest up. New scars on his torso, and nasty yellow and purple bruises still not healed taint his skin even more than the marks he'd had prior to leaving. That didn't bother him. He was still alive after all. But he was certain it wouldn't go unnoticed by Dave, and there was sure to be more than one question thrown his way in regards to his previous absence and his injuries.

However, for now the Contractor is content laying across his bed. The phone that he'd used to message Dave only moments ago is now abandoned on a dusty end table. His pants and shirt are already discarded in an attempt to beat the heat while his air conditioner tried miserably to cool down his entire living space. And like this, he waited for the ghoul whom he had no doubt would keep his word and show up in a mere minute or two.

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[ Dave ] :

holy SHIT dude welcome back howve you been

been just fine. busy. aint as fun as back when i was seeing you every other day. but life just aint fun in general. speakin of though i still got the same coords if ya wanna drop by.

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@brokenkakugan

been a while. hope you didnt miss me too bad. had a job or two needed done. yknow how it is.

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AT LAST I REMEMBERED MY EMAIL FOR THIS ACCOUNT. NOW I'M BACK IN ACTION AND BETTER THAN EVER!

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[ Dave ] :

    The gentle massage into his back elicits a small gasp from the ghoul, not expecting such a sweet, intimate gesture from the Contractor. It feels wonderful, especially when those fingers press over his kakuhou above his shoulder blades. He hums lowly in response to Kaiden’s words and touch, playing with his fingers a bit.

“Yours is, too. Especially if you’re gonna do nice stuff like rub my back.” The second part is meant as a light joke, his tone easing up to a more teasing one.

"Wouldn't make me a very good partner if I didn't return the favor some times," he replies lightly. His fingers press slightly harder over any knots he finds in Dave's back, sure to loosen the other's muscles, his tension. His lips still press the occasional kiss to his shoulder, neck, and upper back too, soft and warm, meant specifically to make Dave feel good rather than anything else. He's more or less showering the ghoul with affection almost as if attempting to make up for his absence.

" 'nd I certainly want t' treat ya' well so ya' keep comin' back t' me."

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[ Dave ] :

    Dave shivers gently at the press of the other’s lips. There are few people he trusts behind him like this, trusts pressed against his back, near such a vulnerable area for him. The warmth of the smaller man behind him felt nice, relaxing, comforting. He knew for a fact, and even admitted it plainly, that he’d been missing Kaiden. He’d been missing his crush.

“I’m sorry, love,” he replies at the same, soft volume. “Been kinda busy on my end, and my sleeping schedule turned shitty, so we kept missin’ each other online. I’d like to change that, though. Missed you…” He gently, almost cautiously, laces his fingers with the smaller man’s, rubbing his thumb over the other’s.

"I'll make an effort to pester ya' more." He gives Dave's hand a gentle, sort of reassuring, squeeze. He then unwinds his other arm from his lover's waist and slowly, carefully (as he knows Dave's hesitance when it comes to his back being exposed) slips his hand up the other's shirt, his fingertips pressing soft shapes and patterns into his skin, finally returning one of the numerous massages Dave had always given him.

"Your company's always a pleasure y'know," he adds as if it really means something. He, so filled to the brim with apathy, still manages to find some sort of enjoyment in Dave--perhaps that is meaningful even if it wasn't intended to be.

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Arms around the taller male's waist, Kaiden places soft kisses to his lover's shoulder from behind. If  he didn't know any better, he'd say he'd been missing Dave. The feeling in his chest, a dull ache, a gentle longing to touch and be touched, that's what'd been nagging at him. The other, of course, could easily remedy that (as could his partner if ordered to do so, but he much preferred Dave).

"Been too long, babe," he murmurs, lips still pressed against the fellow blonde. "Ya' don't see me as much as ya' used to."