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[xcainn]

@silxntfighter // cont. from x

                 There was no surprise upon his expression. They’ve both been through this in the past. Deimos seemed to care over the fact he was caught nor Cain that he was being followed. It had become part of their lives by now.

           ——— “Have I gotten better at noticing you or you got worse at hiding?”

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"Sure..." Deimos slowly turned back to the other fighter, head mostly lowered. (silxntfighter)

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                ——— “Oi...don’t give me that look... c’mon, let’s find a place to be on our own. I don’t want to deal with Encke breathing behind my back.”

[xcainn]

"I trust you." He forced the words through his teeth. He shrugged his shoulder away from his grasp. "You can... Find me if you need me.." (silxntfighter)

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                 Cain watches as his hand is brushed off, letting it fall and rest on his side as he sighs. “You don’t need to leave, y’know... I got...a new pack of cigarattes, if you wanna...”

[xcainn]

He understood. He knew Cain was wrapped around Abel's little finger and that he'd never get a chance with him. He just shrugged in response, bringing a hand up to rub his neck. He didn't turn back. (Silxntfighter)

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                  It was no good...losing Deimos over this. He was the only one aware of what was going on that could possibly help him without giving him away. There had to be something he could do to ensure the other wouldn’t just drop him after all.

                        Cain places a hand on Deimos’ shoulder, wrapping his fingers around it. “Мне нужно, чтобы ты во мне не сомневалась.”

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Deimos's face twisted at that name. He sighed again before leaning back to stand up. He was disappointed but at least he hadn't been punched. He turned away from the younger. (Silxntfighter)

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                 Cain sighs with relief when the pressure is taken off his lap but he knew this wouldn’t be over here. He needed Deimos, after all and had to be in good terms with the fighter in order to keep around, watching over Abel.

      ——— “I need to keep him around, alright? I...can’t explain why but it’s important...that’s why I need of your help.”

[xcainn]

Deimos just sighed as he was pushed away, letting go of Cain easily. His face was flushed and he wouldn't meet Cain's eyes. "I.. Just.. Want you." (Silxntfighter)

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                 He stares at the other in silence, finding odd to hear a verbal response when he was expecting a hand gesture or perhaps a simple shrug. Cain was probably the only person who had heard him speak the most and even when he did, it always felt so strange.

    ——— “I’ve already explained you... it can’t be. If Abel finds out about this...” He could screw up the entire project and risk being sent back to the colonies. To prison.

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Deimos wrapped his arms around Cain to cling to him, eyes closed. He didn't answer his question. Instead he pressed his lips to the skin closest to them. (Silxntfighter)

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                 His breath is caught on his throat upon the contact of his lips against his neck. Cain’s eyes slightly widened as he looked at the other with a confused expression. He was aware the infatuation Deimos had with him but even this was crossing the line.

                       Hands press down on Deimos’ shoulder to push him away, furrowing brows together. “Didn’t you hear me? What the hell are you up to, myshonok?”

[xcainn]

Sits on Cain's lap and presses his face against his neck. (silxntfighter)

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                Cain says nothing at first, tense upon having Deimos this close to him——something he had learned to get used to as it happened often. Unlike other times, the fighter didn’t react aggressively and instead raised a single brow as he turns to try and catch a glimpse of the others face.

        ——— “What are you even doing?”