Jun 16, 2019
Happy father's day to the best dads I could ask for, @a-lovable-bug and @kittifyouprefer
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Happy father's day to the best dads I could ask for, @a-lovable-bug and @kittifyouprefer
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✢ - Playing my muses hair
It was 10 PM, just about time for bed. KITT wanted to finish one more chapter before turning off the light.
He soon became aware of a hand brushing through his hair. KITT raised his eyes above his book and found that the hand was his husband’s.
The corner of his mouth turned up into a slight grin. “What are you doing?”
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1. KI3T doesn’t understand the purpose of chasing birds. But he’ll spend all day doing it to listen to his dad laugh.
2. He gets everyone out of the way so Herbie and KI2T can have date nights without getting interrupted.
3. When Herbie mourns Jim and Tennessee, KI3T plays back videos of old races to remind him of the good times.
4. For Herbie and KI2T’s anniversary, KI3T gets Herbie a giant red, white, and blue bow.
5. Herbie gets banged up a lot, and even if Sarah says he’s perfectly fixed, KI3T won’t let him go without giving him a thorough scan and making sure Herbie’s okay by his standards. He’s got the protectiveness of both of his dads.
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Send 😴 for my muse to fall asleep with their head in your muse’s lap.
KI3T wasn’t supposed to sleep. He was supposed to keep watch over Michael as he slept, making sure his vitals were normal and that the hospital staff were doing their job.
But it was late, and he was so warm snuggled against Herbie’s side. KI3T barely noticed the jacket being shrugged off and placed over his shoulders like a blanket. He wasn’t aware of how he shifted to get more comfortable, resting his head on Herbie’s thigh like a pillow. He didn’t detect the hand brushing his hair out of his face, because once deciding that Mike would be safe under his dad’s caring eyes, he was out like a light.
“HUG ATTACK!”
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'Hug attaaaaack!!'
A blaring battle-cry was the last thing KI3T expected before his vision was completely overtaken. Finding his balance again, he pulled away the two arms wrapped around his neck.
“Hello, dad. You seem very enthusiastic today.”
🖐☺ - Herbie
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🖐 tracing fingers against your muse’ skin or over a scar/other
☺ stroke your muse’s cheek/face
KITT had been reading a book, an encyclopedia on human behavior. Currently, he was on the “romance” unit. It was quite interesting, learning about why Michael insisted on flirting with every female he came across, but one thing was distracting him.
Herbie was leaning against him, idly tapping his fingers as he watched TV. He was oblivious to the fact that KITT was starting to pay more attention to him than the book.
KITT stared at the freckles on Herbie’s cheeks, trying to count them all. He gave up at twenty-two, and instead reached out to gently touch his face.
@a-lovable-bug
For the "can't fight back" prompt >:3c
The nightmares were getting worse. KI3T couldn't sleep because of how terrifying they were, and even when he did manage to sleep, he'd wake up in a panic, swinging punches at anyone who dared be near him. What was dream? What was reality? What was memory? KI3T didn't know anymore. All he knew was that his dad had pretended to love him, only to hurt him so badly he could still feel the claw marks... though oddly, they seemed to be gone from his skin now.
KI3T stared across the room to lock eyes with his dad, breathing heavily. He felt like a caged animal; at any moment, anything or anyone could attack him.
He saw his dad's mouth moving, but heard nothing. He only heard a loud crack when his fist connected to Herbie's nose.
How did you meet Herbie?
Michael and I were on a mission to capture a criminal who had evaded arrest for many years. He had taken on the identity of a race car driver. Upon arriving at the race track, I noticed a rather endearing Volkswagen Beetle. He crashed into some hay bales, but I was impressed otherwise.
Herbie is also the only non-Knight Industries car that can beat me in a race and hold his own against ruffians. You know I had to marry him. And the rest is history ♡