Ok i just Saw the Hitman au cuddle ting and the first thing i thougt was the amout of nappable chests entering the cuddle chest also picture (Bing:Go for behind his ears , if you rly want him to melt) (Google: You fucking traitor ) Also Dark being a mess cause Anti's new fav spot to hack is his lap
Dark sat at one of the several desks in the Septiceye Headquarters, which was technically know the Iplier’s as well but Dark wasn’t ready to confirm that since it didn’t feel like to call it that. He felt as if he needed to do something first before doing so but he wasn’t sure what it was. Dark found himself glancing over at Anti, who was sitting on the floor and looking at his computer with a face of irritation. It was as if he was dying to do something but couldn’t since new eyes were on him. Dark assumed that last part since Anti kept looking around himself and huffing whenever one of the Ipliers would see him. Dark had his own…secrets, what could Anti be hiding?
“I think I got my elbow in your stomach, Robbie,” Bing said, adjusting the arm Robbie was hugging.
“Oh,” Robbie said with a shrug. Dark rolled his eyes at the others, who were all piled up together on the couch as they worked on setting up another heist.
“Did you really not feel that?” Bing asked, getting another shrug.
“He doesn’t feel much physically, a lot of his nerves are dead,” Henrik explained.
“I keep forgetting that he’s a zombie,” Bing said.
“We’re highly sentient androids. A zombie isn’t too hard to believe.” Google said, shifting his legs that were across Bing’s lap.
“We’re all a little strange here.” Chase chuckled from behind Google, hands playing with his hair. “We all got our own little secrets we’re working on sharing.”
“What’s yours?” Bing asked.
“Can’t tell you that just yet.” Chase winked.
“I can tell you one of Google’s.” Bing offered. “Rub behind the ears and he’ll melt.”
“Don’t be a traitor!” Google huffed. “I will tell them about~” Google’s voice trailed off into a groan as Chase did what Bing said.
“Your turn.” Bing giggled, pouting when Chase shook his head.
“Fucking.” Anti cursed before getting up with his laptop, huffing when he saw that there wasn’t any room for him on the couch. Dark raised a brow when Anti went over to him and soon stiffened when Anti sat down in his lap, legs swinging over the armrest and laying his head on Dark’s chest. Dark’s eyes were wide and face flushed as he just sat there in shock, blush deepening when he saw that Wilford was smiling and giving him a thumbs up. “You’re chilly,” Anti commented.
“What?” Dark asked, voice coming out as a squeak before he cleared his throat. “What was that?”
“Your body is colder than the others,” Anti explained.
“Um…sorry?” Dark wasn’t sure what to say.
“I like it,” Anti stated, nuzzling into Dark more. “I’m always overheated.”
“Oh…Okay.” Dark found himself squeaking again and he shot a glare at Wilford who was now wiggling his eyebrows at him.
“Looks like Ant’s found his new favorite spot.” Robbie giggled. “It’s so cute!” Dark and Anti didn’t see that they were both blushing at the comment since Anti buried his face in the laptop and Dark looked away from everyone. Wilford and Robbie both huffed a little, wishing that the other person would get the hint already.
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Why do I just imagine Google in his chair with his head tilted back and slowly spinning as this happens?
