It’s been months (7 rounds) since I (arlo main) have seen my husband (any kelvin main)
anyway have this thing i wrote for them :]
“Kel-“
“Quiet!”
The nurse nodded, wide-eyed and panting, as the blond pressed him against the wall behind him. The metallic chill bled through his shirt as he took the time to pause, soothing his breathing as best he could. Not much else he could do with the tiny amount of space the two were crammed into.
Just a little wider than a locker, the gap between walls had them chest-to-chest and nearly face-to-face (if not for Arlo’s unfortunate height.)The nurse would’ve questioned just why Kelvin wanted him here if he hadn’t heard the telltale giggle of The Ghost. Oh gods.
Both men shut their eyes and held their breaths, hoping to remain as undetectable as possible to the killer. Arlo felt a calloused palm brush the nape of his neck, sliding up into his hair and pressing his head lightly into Kelvin’s chest. He allowed himself to be moved, tapping his forehead against the agent’s vest in acknowledgement.
Just as quickly as she appeared, the killer slid past them and they both released a heavy sigh. Arlo moved to leave, but a large arm curling around his waist stopped him.
“Wait.” Kelvin whispered, ducking his head down. He waited until the nurse looked him in the eyes before he grinned and winked. A feather-light kiss, annoyingly quick, was planted on Arlo’s lips. “Be careful out there.” And just like The Ghost, he was gone. He’d left the smaller man with far more questions than answers and a promise of a very interesting grace period.
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“We gonna talk about it, or are you just gonna keep blushin’ at me and pretending I can’t see it?”
Arlo huffed in return, turning to face his ‘friend.’ “I don’t know what you mean, sweetheart.”
“You flatter me. Need a reminder then?”
Well. Arlo flushed, crossing his arms and glancing away. He didn’t need a reminder, but he certainly wanted one. …Couldn’t hurt to ask, right? “Maybe I do.”
As if on cue, Kelvin’s hands gripped his hips and dragged him closer into the man. This kiss was far more passionate and quick- like the one back in the round had just been a warmup. Arlo felt like he was melting into him, relying on the agent to keep him upright. If this was what he got, he’d be asking for quite a few more reminders.
Finally, they separated, and Arlo could feel the burn in his cheeks. Kelvin’s chuckle only made him blush more. “Shut up,” he mumbled, leaning against the agent.
“Awh, you know you love me, darling.”
“Pushing your luck.”
Another kiss landed on the top of his head as Kelvin’s hands met at his lower back. Arlo’s arms returned the favor, looping around the man’s neck and settling comfortably on his shoulders.
“…Does this mean I get kisses when I get hurt?”
“We’ll find out, won’t we.”
