May 18, 2018
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“I’m drunk as fuck.”
Dean nodded. “I know,” he said quietly. “And it’s not your fault, but I... I am nervous. I’m so sorry.” He plopped himself in Ras’s lap, studying his face. “I love you...”
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“I’m drunk as fuck.”
Dean nodded. “I know,” he said quietly. “And it’s not your fault, but I... I am nervous. I’m so sorry.” He plopped himself in Ras’s lap, studying his face. “I love you...”
@saltedwings ask here The shimmering radiance felt his face flush pink at the accusation. No one could see him, save for a few more powerful fae. He’d strengthened his normal changeling charm far past what most would ever bother with. He ought to be invisible. And yet... this man could see through his veil. And he was shimmering and glowing in a way that made Faolan terribly afraid and equally joyous. He was afraid to bring the other fully into focus. “...Y-you can see me?” Faolan asked quietly, a note of fear and concern rising in his voice.
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“My keys are in my pocket. Can you get them for me?”
Dean blushed. They were standing outside Ras’s apartment, and he slowly dipped his hands into his pocket, looking up at him with hooded eyes. “You seem frustrated,” he murmured. “In more ways than one.”
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“I used to come here a lot when I was younger and more stupid.”
Dean smiled a little, holding on to his arm. “I like this, hon. This is charming. It’s not a bad part of town.”
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send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower
Dean was belting out at the top of his lungs, using the detachable shower head as a mic. “I’m... HOT BLOODED! Check it and see! I’ve got a fever of a hundred and three!”
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”It’s a very strange idea that someone will spend the rest of their life in prison because of what they did to me.”
Dean gently held his hand, pressing his face against his neck. “That was a felony assault, Ras,” he murmured softly. “Of course they’re going to go to prison.”
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send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours
Dean studied his face, smiling gently. He leaned in to give Ras a long, tender kiss, feeling soft and vulnerable. He gently ran his hands through Ras’s hair, looking at him with a shy smile. “That was good.”
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