#shaepshiftd

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@shaepshiftd ○ 𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕕 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕝 ○

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Rachel hadn't exactly been paying attention to all the mistletoe, especially since she knew damn well no one would force anything on her that she didn't want. Which was exactly why she hadn't expected to run into Gar returning from the kitchen with snacks, which was where she'd been headed for a drink.

His eyes flit up first, making hers follow before she realises that, oh right, there's some mistletoe here too. A slight tilt of her head is the only apparent reaction as she observes him. It's not that she minds, so that's not an issue, but she's curious about how he feels over this.

Poor Gar looks a little flustered honestly, and it makes a smile twitch at her lips. Cute. His arms are full too and it looks like he's a little tongue tied, so she takes the initiative. Stepping closer until she's right in front of him and her hands cupping his cheeks gently.

There's no real need to say anything, and in the next moment their lips have met. It's a sweet, gentle thing that she lets herself enjoy for a few seconds before pulling back.

"Enjoy your snacks~" She hums, a tiny bit of mischief in her tone and eyes as she slips past him to rummage the fridge for whatever drink she feels like in the moment. Who knew Gar could look so cute when flustered.

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@shaepshiftd ○ 𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕕 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕛𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 ○

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Alright, talk about the kind of challenge he hadn't been expecting when it came to wandering the tower bored out of his mind during Christmas season. He's honestly pretty sure Dick's the one who hung up all the mistletoe even though he can't prove it and the other sure as fuck wouldn't admit to anything.

Well, not that it really matters… What does matter is that it's provided him with ample entertainment when it comes to watching everyone run into each other under the stuff and end up awkward as hell and in some cases, actually kissing. Catching Dick and Dawn had been funny, he'd seen Rachel and Gar when he was about to cross the corner and spotted them before they saw him, and of course Hank was taking literally every opportunity to kiss Dawn.

As for him? Well, he's fine just watching, or so he tells himself.

Maybe he should've been more vigilant, because he had actually been consciously avoiding running into anyone under this stuff just in case, but the one damn time he wasn't paying attention he turned the corner towards his room and all but ran into Gar a bit more literally than was welcome.

"Shit, dude—" He snapped out with an annoyed huff, taking a quick step back to keep his balance. It only takes him a second to realise they're under one of the cursed doorways and his eyes widen briefly. Shit, he so hadn't planned for this…

Never mind he's pretty damn sure he doesn't actually like guys and why the hell was Gar wandering around like this anyway?! It's not any of his business, but he can't help letting the annoyance flare. It's about the only reason he manages not to look flustered right now.

"Fuck off, man." He huffs, deciding to just brush past him, bumping against the other's shoulder on purpose before he's caught right as he tries to pass by. Looks like Gar's more of a little shit than he'd expected, cause there's nothing innocent about the grin on the bastard's face. Oh, he's going to regret this come time for training— Jason'd show him.

"What, you want a kiss so bad? Fuck, fine." He growled softly, grabbing the front of the other's shirt and aggressively pulling him in, pushing his frustration and embarrassment into it and trying to fervently ignore any other sort of reaction he might be having as their lips touched…

A moment passed, then another and he shoves Gar away from him hurriedly. "Happy now?" Naturally, he's already storming down the hall to go lock himself in his room and process what the fuck just happened.

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it’s all about the yearning.

@shaepshiftd sent: ❝  i was sort’ve hoping you needed me.  is that selfish?  ❞

     “No.. It’s not.” He had brought her back to reality, tethered her to Earth and released her from the haze of her Father’s influence; been there when she needed someone the most. With abilities that tended to bring out their most monstrous side, it was like no one understood her as well as Garfield did.

     “I do need you,” she murmured, gaze slipping to the ground, perhaps a little embarrassed by her earnest words, a slight tint of redness exposing itself on her cheeks. Fingers slipping up to tuck a hair behind her ear based on her nerves, before deciding that maybe she didn’t want her face to be on display, pushing the dark locks back to shield her cheeks like a curtain. “And maybe there’s selfish part of me that hopes that you need me too.”