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[Txt]: Burgh, are you home yet?

[Text]: Yes. I just got home actually. :) Sorry for not msging you sooner, love bug! <3

#texts #burgh's bo #doublesubmaster #I deleted the other post in favor of this one

-- your rps with doublesubmaster are so cute >3< --

Thank you very much~! I feel that doublesubmaster-mun is the main cutie writer eogj, Burgh-mun just flies along~!))

#ooc #mun praises #Much appreciated sweetie!#doublesubmaster #tenfacedteenager

Emmet was glad he had Burgh's Xtraceiver number. He called it while Ingo was asleep. "Burgh, I really need someone to talk to. Please call back." He left as a message when it reached the voicemail.

Burgh looked at his Xtranceiver and sighed. It wasn't because of who or why they were calling, but because he could feel his dark cloud spreading out a bit more. He steeled himself, setting the Xtranceiver on a small crate and calling back, but only allowing the voice option for now. He waited patiently for Emmet to pick up again, and picked up his scalpel. It was shit luck that he was having one of his days after having so much fun and cuddles. He thought he'd swim in the rosy colored warmth, but after events at the gym today...

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Costume Box

(( 11. Pajamas + 1. A birthday treat. ))

Burgh laughed nervously as he waited patiently for everyone to leave. He'd picked out the nightgown to hug his finer features (his butt) to add to the birthday gift he'd given earlier. "Emmet... I got you a little something more..." Hearing the door closed he draped against the wall in what he hoped was suggestive, the ribbon and wrapping theme of the PJs totally suggestive to what was the gift. "I think you have one last thing to unwrap..." The wink and saunter into Emmet's bedroom the topping on the cake.

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doublesubmaster replied to your photo:僕がキャンバスPixiv ID: 16303196 Member: 亀田

"I don’t like painting, but why did you have to draw circles around your nipples, Burghie?"

"You wound me, Emma...? After all, he needed eyes ~!"

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2. My muse and your muse have been married for forty years, now mine lays on their death bed, in their final moments, yours comforts them.

Burgh forced a smile as he brushed the silver hair from his husbands forehead. His knobbed fingers cupped Emmet's face, smoothing a thumb across a faint crease near his eyes. "Don't look so upset..." He drew in a rattling breath, "We knew this day was going to come sooner or later..."

He'd spent many an interesting forty years with the Subway Master of the Nimbasa Rails and he can't say he regretted any of them. The crinkle of crows feet and the smile lines were a testament that there was enough laughter in their time together that far outweighed the darkness and pain that happened. "You know... I never did thank you." The soft laugh broke into a rough coughing fit that made him gasp towards the ending of it.

"S-Sorry..." He held his hand up to catch himself before he was able to settle himself back against the pillow. He'd watched his Pokemon pass on without him long ago and at that same time he'd passed on the Castelia Gym. He'd lived off his pension and the art work he sold, never wanting to put strain on his dear Emmet.

It'd been a surprise that they had ended up together, but it was evident after so many random encounters and passing each other that it was fate urging her hand. No he didn't regret anything after that moment they'd decided to make it official, grass rings their promise on their fingers.

"You honestly helped me flourish... And accepted what scars I have. You are a true master piece of colors, dearest. No matter how much white you always wore." He held back his laugh but the smile was enough, "Thank you... Thank you. Thank you thank you..."

#I can't do this #Excuse the novel #doublesubmaster

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More people. They seemed to be flocking in every step he took, but what was he to do about it? Telling someone to fuck off wasn't exactly acceptable in social situations, especially to a complete stranger.