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@tevisass
threads-of-light:
“Oh, c’mon!” To be fair, one hug was more than he normally got. Cayde readily accepts the gesture, wrapping his arms around Tevis. “If you keep givin’ me hugs, means you don’t have to hug anyone else.”
The gesture is delayed and stiff, but he reciprocates the hug. He sighs, resting his forehead against Cayde’s shoulder.
❝ That... Is the only reasonable thing you said lately.❞
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Free hugs, huh? Cayde will readily accept that! He rushes up to Tevis, though makes his presence known with a, “Hey buddy! Free hugs?”
❝ Yeah, you can read. Bravo. ❞ Tevis snarks, begrudgingly spreading his arms, though makes no further move to embrace Cayde.
❝ Just one, then get lost. ❞
Tevis stands in the middle of the Tower with a [FREE HUGS] board hanging around his neck. His expression, though, says something along [FREE STABS].
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Cayde rolls his optics with a sigh. “Fffffine. ‘M sure I could’ve just flashed the puppydog eyes at him ‘n’ he’d be okay with it.”
❝ One day, there will be someone you will have to answer to, who won’t tolerate what Andal tolerates. ❞ He drags Cayde by the arm, then let’s go of it and continues to walk a couple steps ahead.
❝ No amount of charm will help you. ❞
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With a very convincing mimic of a cough as if the smoke actually affects him, Cayde lets out an indignant noise.
“‘S not my fault! I didn’t go outta my way to lose it.”
❝ You always go outta your way to make my day worse. ❞ Tevis grumbles, patting the last pocket, though it’s more a hit than just smoothing out the fabric.
❝ We’re going back. Unless you want to explain it to Andal. ❞
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Cayde doesn’t even have to speak; the smugness radiates from him. But he does at least follow Tevis’ instruction, a small flame flickering to life at the tip of his finger, which he lowers to the end of the cigarette in the Nightstalker’s mouth.
“Make sure you don’t accidentally grab a knife. Don’t wanna run back to Andal gettin’ hurt after the actual mission.”
❝ You’re getting there, Kid... ❞ Tevis mumbles through the cigarette in his mouth, then puffs out a cloud of smoke right into Cayde’s face. He’s not even slightly gentle when he rummages through the Exo’s pockets, turning him around sharply to get to the ones on the sides.
❝ You really managed to lose it. Incredible. ❞
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“I dunno…your hands? All over me?” Any timidness is gone in the face of the opportunity to joke. “Sounds tempting.”
He regrets saying that, but there is no taking it back. ❝ Cayde... ❞ His tone turns to the ‘shadowshot in your face’ territory.
❝ Make yourself useful, light my cigarette, at least... ❞ Tevis puts the cigarette in his mouth, at the same time starting to pay Cayde down.
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Despite his lack of facial features, Cayde manages to look sheepish. “‘S a lotta pockets. Maybe? Just– you’re sure you don’t have it?”
Tevis shakes off Cayde’s arms with an annoyed groan and immediately reaches for a cigarette. ❝ I’m sure, tincan, I gave it to you. Remember it clear as day. ❞
He pats himself for a lighter and groans again - it’s not there.
❝ Should I search you myself? ❞
@threads-of-light asked:
"Heyyyyy, Tevis!" Cayde saunters up and wraps his arms around Tevis' shoulders, "You uh-- you wouldn't happen to have that thing? Y'know, the thingamajig that we were supposed to take back to Andal? 'Cause I checked my pockets 'n'...'s not there."
Tevis stiffens when the other’s arms wrap around him, then he pinches the bridge of his nose with a deep sigh. ❝ I am going to murder you... Are you sure you didn’t miss any pocket? ❞
fireteam-silent:
“Jokes on you,” Khalom beamed, hands on her hips. “I just passed my second Risen day. So there.“ She stuck out her tongue and blew a raspberry.
“Bravo. Forgive the lack of standing applause.” He snarks, throwing the remnants of the cigarette on the ground and twisting his heel over it. “Go find yourself a better audience, kid. ‘M sure Cayde’s free.”
•◆ ❝ There is no reason to go out into such a cold. If you want anythin’, ‘m gonna be under that pile of blankets. ❞ ◆•
fireteam-silent:
Tevis couldn’t have known, but it with that one simple gesture, he had sealed his fate.
Khalom was going to befriend the fuck out of him.
She cackled in laughter as he pulled her hood down, stepping backwards and shaking her head. “Aww come on, I’m just having fun.” Khalom pulled her hood back down at looked at Tevis with eyes bright from both her Awoken heritage and her mirth. “And the name’s Khalom.”
He stares at the far too happy face in front of himself and sighs again. ❝ Not worth rememberin’. Come back to me if you’re alive in a year. Ya’ll drop like flies. ❞
fireteam-silent:
He was ready sighing and pinching his nose? This was a Grumpy Person collection speed run! Khalom had to hold in her cackle of laughter.
“Oh don’t get me wrong,” she said as she paced around Tevis, getting a good look at him. “I’m not going to stop using Void just because some prissy Warlocks or stuffy Titans think that makes me an edgelord. I’m just noting that the reputation does come from you, right?”
She stopped in front of him and poked him in the chest.
“Mr. Grumpy-Cloak?”
❝ Yeah, guess it might come from me... ❞ He lets out a cloud of smoke after another drag, conceding. The poke makes him narrow his eyes and he leaves the cigarette in the corner of his mouth to free his hands.
❝ Watch it, Blueberry. ❞ Tevis pulls Khalom’s hood over her eyes.
gaynightstalker:
“Oh c'mon. You can’t pretend you don’t sneak off and cuddle with Shiro all the time when you think we don’t know. Surely another Exo can’t be that bad.”
❝ That is different. Shiro doesn’t talk 24/7... ❞
gaynightstalker:
“He’s cute. He just wants cuddles. Maybe you should indulge him one of these days.”
❝ Over my dead body... He will want more and I will never get rid of him. ❞
gaynightstalker:
“Dunno. I think I’ll leave that to you ‘cause I got no issues with him bein’ cuddly.”
❝ He takes up more space than Shiro! His horn is in my face all the time! How do you live with this?! ❞
@gaynightstalker
•◆ ❝ I swear if your boyfriend wakes me up again, I’m going to start shooting. ❞ ◆•
“Hey. It isn’t my fault he moves around a lot when he sleeps. Hell I didnt even know you did sleep.”
❝ That’s what I do best... right after shootin’. Throw him out of the tent, Andal. ❞
