" no, i /don't/ need your help. " he most certainly needed his help, trying to reach the bag of chips high atop the shelf. ( nox / eryx )
--- Hound had wandered into the kitchen on a whim for a snack of his own, spotting the Fury attempting to reach a bag from the top shelf. Such small stature was of course, far too little to reach it but Eryx idled by for a short period, simply watching form the doorframe with a small smirk upon features and a tilt of his head. He wasn’t cruel by any means, but it was...oddly charming, and cute to see him attempting so fruitlessly to stand upon toes and grasp at the bag. Once or twice, fingers had even brushed crinkled surface.
--- ‘ Do...you need help? ‘ he asked eventually, making presence known and causing the Fury to jump slightly, offering little more than pointed glare and an aggressive bark about how he needed no such assistance. A slow nod was given, lips pursing in amusement as he glanced sidelong with a faint chuckle. ‘ Okay... ‘
--- Not that he heeded the others determined disregard for his offer, long legs closing distance between them in two steps before he bent, arms curling around the smaller’s middle. Lips were pressed to neck in reassuring offer of peace, hugging him for a moment before allowing palms to settle on the curve of hips, lifting him easily into the air and so nearly eye-level with the snacks in question. Naturally he said nothing, no mocking and no teasing, allowing for Nox to grab the chips before setting him down and pressing kiss to the top of inky locks.








