#it's forbidden

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everyone telling me that i should accept the grace and infinite mercy of gd and accept that the notes on that post have been sealed from me for my own good MAYBE has a point but consider 

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Webgott - Fluff 1 (bc Web is pretty™ and we don't know if Lieb is mocking him or flattering him, tbh)

OMG Percy. YES. Here is it, I hope it’s fluffy enough (but considering it’s them, this is most definitely their way of being adorable and fluffy):

“Web!” he hears calling from the living room as soon as he steps through the threshold.

“No, I don’t want to!” he answers, huffing a little, juggling the two heavy bags of groceries in his arms while fumbling with the keys and the front door’s lock.

“Oh, c’mon you mean bastard!” groans back the voice, and he rolls his eyes as he tries to step out of his shoes, spotted wet for the snow outside.

“If we’re already resolving to insults it’s a categorical no from me, Joseph.” he admonish, stepping inside the kitchen with only his humid socks on, placing both bags on the table.

There’s silence from the living room for a few seconds, then as soon as he starts putting the groceries away Joe calls again: “Love of my life.”

“Don’t you even start with that, or I swear...” he threatens, opening the fridge to stash eggs and milk inside.

“Dearest, most beloved soul!” exclaims undeterred Joe, and his voice is coming closer now, like he’s finally decided to get up from the couch and join David in the kitchen instead of shouting endearments from one side of the house to the other: “Mein kleiner Schatz, wie ich dich liebe…” he goes on.

“Aufhören, du Idiot.” he sighs, lifting his gaze from the cupboard under the sink just in time to see Joe appear from the corridor and theatrically fake doing a double take, with even a hand on his heart.

“Mein Gott!” he cries: “Have you always been this beautiful?” he sighs dreamily, battling his eyelashes at David who’s trying his best to still look annoyed at him while inside he’s repressing the biggest laugh at his boyfriend’s silly antics.

“Flattery will get you nowhere.” he declares, lifting his nose resolutely and turning around to reach for a can of beans to store in the cupboard.

Joe plants himself between him and the cabinet, leaning back against it and smiling mischievously: “Does it truly, Dave?” he asks, the playful superior tone of someone who know he’s won.

David blinks at him, trying to catch his breath, failing to recover: “That’s a low blow!”

“Aw, I’m sorry, David, my one true love…” purrs Joe, suddenly very close, placing his arms on his shoulders to entwine his fingers behind his neck, stepping unapologetically in his boyfriend’s personal space: “How could I hurt you, my smart, beautiful, always compliant better half?” he asks rhetorically, doe eyes now fixed on David’s mouth as he licks absentmindedly his own bottom lip, knowing fully well that’s something that always drives the other insane.

“Why are you doing this, Joe?” sighs David, placing his hands on Joe’s hips to hug him near, practically admitting defeat: “Why do you care so much?”

“It snowed and I really really want to snowball fight?” says Joe, even tilting his head slightly, like it’s obvious and David is just being extremely dense.

“But you always beat me.” whines David in reply, pouting exaggeratedly.

“Yeah, ‘cause you’re shit at it. That’s the funny part.” agrees Joe, squeezing David’s cheeks with one hand to get him closer and kiss him on his still pouting lips. Then, satisfied, he steps out of the embrace and orders: “Go get your shoes back on, private.”

“Ugh.” he huffs, but still complies anyway.

I mean, it’s mocking flattery (of course it is, it’s Joe Liebgott).I picture them in David’s Boston apartment because I’ve been told it never snows in San Francisco :D

This also made me think of my headcanon about Web being real pretty™ which is: he doesn’t know it. He’s like one of those boys that went from not to hot in the span of one final growth spurt so he’s forever mentally stuck in the ‘I look like a sad old sock’ and nothing ever convinced him otherwise.At least, this is the vibe I always get from his character: he knows he’s a huge nerd and a geek, but he definitely doesn’t realises he’s hot and that’s why people outside of their circle of friends flirt with him and appreciate his looks. Like Lieb would go: “tf Web, that barista just asked for which modeling agency you work for...” and he’d reply: “Please, he was just being polite.”I guess Lieb likes that about him because he gets all flustered when he compliments his looks, but deep dow he’s also frustrated by the fact that Web never believes him when Lieb is being honest goddamnit.

That’s it, thank you for the request dearest! :)

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