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of course the moment i sit down to post and catch up with fgw, cloudflare shits the bed again and takes down ao3 with it

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“That'd... be nice,” came the almost flawless recovery. “Hey ah, how about my treat, since I started all this mess.”

“He says yes!” Yang's voice sang out from further up the aisle near the roses.

Qrow snorted at her, rolling his eyes at the brat. “Alright, pick your damn plant up already, we're done here.” He turned his attention back to the brunet, and a hand slipped into a pocket. “You didn't need to look for anything else, did you?”

I've been trying not to look this entire gods damned time, the immediate thought flashed through Clover's mind, and he buried it down with a shovel.

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Day Three and just managed to stumble over the finish line for this one hhhhhh. I sure hope you're ready for this human disaster again, because boy howdy, have I found my niche with Cloves skjdhf I'm not sorry.

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Lil sneak peek for Day One of Fair Game Week

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Those very same words coming from the brunet could only cause something in his stomach to stir about like a nest of butterflies disturbed; taking flight erratically and wanting only to escape from sight.

There... was a weight to those words that seemed almost hard to endure.

Certainly not unwanted, but gods... did they burn at him all the same.

He resisted the urge to bite the inside of his cheek. Focus only on what was before you, his mind chided softly, and his own ghost of a smile came into life. Something practised; the healer returning to his patient once more. A physician scrutinising all that lay before him as the pieces lined up within his hands.

Focus.

His own notions on such weighty words could come later.

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one year later with starbucks oh boy here we go! Technically part of FGW for this year, this fills the niche of Day Seven for free day! :D

The lads get a couple of big revelations this time around, and plot starts to actually happen, can you believe.

Welcome to one of the chapters I have been desperately trying to get to since the conception of this fic ♥

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But the rest of his words seemed to die on Clover's ears, mute in the night as he watched the breath fog before them. Fingers curled away a little as he lowered his hand, and something in his chest shrank back just as much. He hadn’t wanted to assume. He hated to. And Qrow had come right out and said just as much.   Of... of course the man had someone waiting for him.   He didn't know why he'd gotten his hopes up from the start...

The soft breath of a laugh fell from him before he could stop it. “No I... really should just head back before they stop services for the night,” the brunet told him. Those red eyes only stared back at him, almost a little too intensely, and Clover attempted not to feel too unnerved by it. “I appreciate it, honestly,” he continued, “but I do have to get home without getting stabbed, and maybe also without falling asleep at my desk tomorrow.”

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Back at it again with these dweebs and boy howdy I hope you're ready for both of them to be pining more than a forest.

Also oopers, this is for the Day Six prompt mutual pining, because damn alright, calm down there with all of it okay fellas.

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And now, with the fracas over, people were already starting to peer out of their windows, scared eyes desperately searching through glass. The bravest of them began to step outside, darting over to tend to the wounded and sifting through the destruction of their homes. One step in front of another, as was the case with any Grimm attack.

Things could be rebuilt, but lives were another story entirely.

Clover lowered his head, a hand rubbing wearily across his eyes.

It... it was the life they all chose.

He drew his hand back briefly, gaze falling to the simple wedding band that encircled a finger. For a moment, he could only hazily think on how he'd found something worth fighting for, worth protecting, and it threaded through him between the aches and pains.

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Finally getting to post this as it's been a rough fumble over the finish line oopies. A not-so-brief thing to start the week, and of course it's a wee lil 4+1.

Enjoy! Comments appreciated ♥

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Haven't managed anything for day two yet, but have a lil sneaky peek at day three instead with some terrible innuendo ♥

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“You even gave me coffee, like you promised.”

“I'm a man of my word.”

Qrow gave a gentle chuckle at the whipsharp response, and a thumb brushed the rim of his mug in idle movement, enjoying the coy little exchange. It really was one of the things he enjoyed about Clover's company, after all.

One of the many, he was starting to realise.

“I suppose you're right about another thing, too.” A quieter addition, something that couldn't help but snare the attention of the brunet and tug those green eyes back to him. It was something Qrow was very good at, he was learning; little tells and motions that drew him in like he was learning a secret language.

Alright, now he was definitely being a sap.

Those lips parted, words turning to ash for a heartbeat of time, and Clover felt his own breath catch with it.

“I... could grow to like this kind of thing.”

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It's technically not two posts in one day if you look at timezones right hrgdjkhjs. Day four time! This one kinda bit me all in one sitting for the most part.

But enjoy the lads being cute and adorable and maybe a little sassy at one another in the snow ♥