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[rubberrxss]

☪ || Whups, I tripped and dropped this in here. Oh gosh... ||

Eyes widening as he felt arms wrapping around his waist tightly Ross let out a small squeak of surprise. He had no idea what was happening thought Barry’s face soon came into sight.

Raising an eyebrow then Ross just about to speak before the editor’s lips were pressed to his own and— well…who was he to complain about a kiss from Barry? Slowly relaxing in the others hold he looped his arms around his shoulders and kissed back.

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"Barry....Baaaarry...Baaaaarrry!"

Ross was calling from where he laid over the couch, body spread to cover the entirity of the thing. His DS currently laid on top of his face as he called out to the other.

"Barry heeelp.....Barry I'm borrrred..."

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"What did you just call me?"

Send me "What did you just call me?" and I will generate a number…

1.

Shifting a little as he moved the controller in the direction his character was turning, Ross grinned.

“I called you adorable.”

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"I bought a goat"

"Did a wha-…?" Ross pulled off his headphones and turned to look at Barry with a raised eyebrow. It took a moment for what he said to sink in. "..You..bought a goat?” He spoke slowly before grinning and getting to his feet. “Can I see?”

[the-ashen-stag]

Sweet Straw-Barry Tea |that-fuzzy-editor|

Twenty minutes had come and gone and she heard the car pulling into the drive. She ever so carefully unlocked the door and returned to the living room. She'd gathered up the blankets from her bedroom and drug them into the living room. She just waited for Barry to slip into the house. He should know he didn't need to knock, but he might anyway. Yep. She really just needed someone in the quiet lonely house. Even Dan had gone home for the night. She just...needed some sort of contact.

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Kiss me//closed

39. Thighs

Ross adored casual game night more than anything. It meant that they didn't have to just say things for the fact that the recording was on-- not that they didn't speak much anyway. 

Having sat on the floor between Barry's legs the Aussie lent his head back with a groan, having lost the game to the editor. With a soft whine leaving his lips then he turned his head before pressing a kiss to the inside of Barry's thigh. "...You're mean.."

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no one wants or needs sad Ross. i think the world would kill itself

But we need Sad Ross