#papabearredfield

[zephyr-iffic]

“Just Because You’re Pretty.” (Closed)

@papa-bear-redfield

He smiled a little, a plan forming in his mind. "Alright. You know that studio across from where I work? Meet me there around 3 tomorrow."

Zephyr wasn't just a pretty face. He was powerful. He could bend reality to his whims...give or take a few minutes. If he wanted to figure out how to defend himself, he had to play the game of convincing, as he liked to call it.

Usually, Zephyr would win, using whatever tricks up his sleeve to convince his rugged lover. The puppy eyes and a small little pout was his occasional solution, but he had to dig a little deeper now. Confront his boyfriend’s macho meter, one could say.

 "Don't expect me to go easy just because you're my captain either."

The gauntlet was thrown.

[oftechsavya]

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Aron sighed softly as he let the cold water spread from his hands to his face. Restroom sinks weren’t the best places to clean your face but to calm yourself down. To say he was nervous was an understatement. He was being asked to go undercover....in a police station. It felt wrong that he was being asked to do such a thing but there had been word that the Raccoon City was corrupt, at least some of their members and they needed someone on the inside that could see if that was true or not.  In step Aron, the youngest of his team and the least likely to be recognized as an agent. “You can do this, Aron. What could happen? Being killed by a corrupt cop is what could happen.” He frowned as he exited the restroom and sat in the foyer, waiting to be seen by whoever he was to report to.

[zephyr-iffic]

Ain't Half Bad

“Is that right, Mr. Redfield?” He asked, placing his arms around the taller man’s shoulders. They were in his apartment, Zephyr coming home to find the soldier waiting for him on the living room’s sofa. It was strange how Chris could always get to wherever he was going with little difficulty; after all, Zephyr was the magician, not the other.

His lips curled into a smirk, the young mage moving to sit on his soldier’s lap. “What isn’t so bad about it?”

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[zephyr-iffic]

Long Time No See

"Well, when you're magician with a penchant for having blue in his hair, you start to miss a certain soldier." He joked, smiling up at Chris happily. The young man had matured, having grown his hair out to touch his collarbone. The color was a deep blue instead of his natural black, and his stature was mainly the same. "How long has it been?" He questioned. @papa-bear-redfield

[zephyr-iffic]

Something Sweet

Zephyr sighed at the male's sleeping form, getting up early and starting to cook. He decided upon a cake, devil's food ironically, and started to bake. This was going to be a wonderful thing to do, especially after his Great Uncle's passing.

"Hopefully Chris would like this..." He said to himself.

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papabearredfield replied to your post:Then do it, Chris!

i’m just seeing this i have no idea when it was posted but omFG

Pfft, some time yesterday \3

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"I know."

"...You know what?.."

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