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You take your boyfriend Joe home to meet your parents. Things are going pretty well considering he brought his boyfriend Yuri along. This is fine. 

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Cute Dates

You take Joe to the doctor to catch him up on his vaccines. He's docile at first, but when the needle enters his view, he gets rowdy. You get him cornered, and he bites the arm of the nurse. She's promptly sent down the hall to get rabies treatment. He still gets a lolipop once the doctor is done. You get one too.

Going to the dog park with Yuri. You play fetch with his dog, pet all the other cuties in the park, leave with paw patrol in hot pursuit because you did in fact just steal another dog. Wether you make it out with the dog doesn't matter, you both love the chase.

Helping Mikio plant fruit trees behind his murder cabin in a patch of freshly turned dirt that has NOTHING to do with any recent missing persons cases- what are you talking about haha lets go make out on the couch ?

A lovely dinner date at a classy resturant with Yukiko. You go back to her place and then while shes distracted you steal her credit card information before making your escape the next morning.

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Mikio “Pixar Mom” Shirato

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You’re standing in line all night for limited edition Gearless Joe merch. Once finally inside you show no mercy. Elbows are flying, kicks to the backs of knees, no holds barred, that merch is yours. War changes people. 

Finally you spot it. As you reach for the last one another hand meets yours on the box. You look up. Its Yuri fucking megalo box in the flesh, hand warm upon yours and that limited edition Gearless Joe body pillow, locked in a Hallmark movie worthy moment. Without a moments hesitation, in front of God and everyone in the store, you swipe it from under his hand and take off for check out. 

How you later landed in the hospital is of no importance. What truly matters is you got the goods. 

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You're at a pool party with your boyfriend Joe. The two of you are messing around when he playfully shoves you, foregetting that he's built like a steel fucking pipe (as he is Gearless fucking Joe) and sends your ass flying. In retaliation you shove him back maybe a little less playfully (Vindictive rage fuels you) and send HIS ass into the pool. You have a good laugh but after a few moments, a silence fills the air, everyone is looking into the 8 ft deep water. He hasn't come back up.

He never learned how to swim.

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You brushing Joe’s long hair and giving him kisses.

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my love, yuri f’ing megalobox, where did you go 😔

Nomad watch party with the boys, we’ll be back soon!!! -🩹

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Yuri gently carding his fingers through your hair as you rest your weary head on his massive titties. You have never felt so at peace, so safe than you do now cradled in the tender embrace of a man who could crush your skull with one hand. He smells of a very subtle but distinctly floral laundry detergent, with faint notes of sweat and dog. 

Yuri fucking Megalo’Box presses a feather light kiss to your forehead and you know you are in the best possible timeline. 

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Cuddling positions pt. 2

Joe- You wrestled him into cuddle position at the beginning of the night, your head on his chest, his arms around you, nice, safe and warm. You later wake up on the floor with the blanket while he has starfished across the whole bed. This is a nightly ritual between you at this point. 

Yuri- He will be both little and big spoon for you, but he will make you work for it by being a 180° line the entire time. His dog jumps onto the bed and joins in, licking Yuri’s face until he smiles and is able to relax into the moment. You fall asleep with your head on his massive bicep and a dog keeping the both of you warm in the glaring absence of a blanket.

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Joe’s very good hair 

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Yuri and Joe

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You settle for Mikio. Later when you do the nakey (three days in) he spots your Gearless Joe tramp stamp. You forgot all about it, you think this is the end. That is, until he shows you HIS Gearless Joe tramp stamp. You match...this isn’t the weirdest thing to happen to you in the bedroom.

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You’re making out with your boyfriend Joe when he fucking says Yuri’s name into YOUR mouth. You have to break up with him. You HAVE to break up with him... You probably aren’t going to breakup with him. This is the third time this month this has happened.

(He doesn’t even apologize for it anyway)

(You don’t think he even knows he does it)

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Imagine: You and Joe go for a bike ride around town and end up snuggling on his bike together as the sun goes down.

As a chill settles into the air, you stay warm tightly wrapped in his arms. You glance back admiring how the colors of the sunset cast a glow on Joe’s content expression, you feel the same contentment in your chest as you snuggle closer.

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You go ice skating with Yuri as a fun little winter activity. He graciously holds your hand to keep you steady as you glide around together. However while doing a fun spin with him, he gets too ambitious and he flings you out of the rink like a discus. You and three other people are sent to the hospital.

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You get yourself all bundled up in your winter gear and head out to face the day. First show has fallen, and it takes a moment for your eyes to adjust. A pair of silhouettes come into focus, it’s Yuri, his dog, and... a snow-man replica of Upcoming Megalo Box Superstar, Gearless Joe? It’s almost an exact replica in every aspect, and Yuri seems to put the final touches as he takes a few steps back to admire his work. In a sudden frenzy, he starts wailing on the defenseless figure until it is a powdery pile. Yuri collapses into a pathetic heap, and you rush past acting like you don’t hear the soft whimpers “it’s not the same”.

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You’re participating in the unholy capitalist sport called Black Friday when you see yet another fight break out near you. You look, and to your shock, it’s Megalo Box champion, Gearless Joe. You watch mesmerized as he sucker punches a middle-aged woman in flawless form before moving onto his next opponent. He- he isn’t even trying to get anything. None of these people are competitors for a discounted item, he’s not shopping. He’s doing this for sport.