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—— max.

––– max nodded along with what he’d said. they were usually the best dressed wherever they went. they looked the BEST together and as a couple, that was something max was always SURE of. he was good looking and pup was beautiful. if max believed in a heaven, he would say they were a match made there. “ hey, i’m just saying. that was a promise you made, can’t back out now. ” max teased, a hand placed on the boy’s thigh as he backed out the spot. it was almost routine at this point. a hand on his thigh, his hand large enough to follow the curve of his thigh, gripping at whatever he could just to make sure he was REALLY REAL. “ okay, okay. what if this place gives us, like, those TINY portions. ‘cause i’m starving and i’m not here for a tasting menu, pup. ”

as soon as he feels max’s hand curling around his thigh, he’s already moving to open up his legs a little bit to give max room. it’s nothing sexual—not unless max TURNED IT that way, but pup doesn’t see that happening since he’s driving. “ i don’t wanna back out of it, daddy. i’m no wimp. “ he giggles, the sound lighthearted and soft in the space of max’s BELOVED sportscar. relaxing against the f i n e leather of the seats, he lets out a small ‘HM’ as if he were thinking, a hand coming up to scratch his scruffy chin. “ WELL ! here’s what we’re gonna do if they pull that shit on us. we’re gonna order everything. “

ardillie

“lovely”

#( ❝ ✗┊ damn it's such a shame that we built a wreck out of me. — 「 musings. 」

lastdaysofmagic

He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.

Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo (via lastdaysofmagic)

#( ❝ ✗┊ you kept me sane when i had no control. — 「 baymax. 」

—— max.

––– the excitement seen in the other was more like reassurance that going out was the RIGHT choice to make. there were going to be more nights where they could stay in and eat a whole pint of ice cream together. and hopefully, the smaller of the pair won’t get so SICK. or remember to take his medicine before he made the mistake of swallowing the ice cream W H O L E. max shoved his wallet in his pocket, followed by his phone in the other. the rectangles of each sticking out a bit. “ i’m going, i’m GOING ! ” a laugh coming from his lips as he pushed his overgrown hair out of his face. it was only a few moments from their home, down to the parking garage, finding their car in reserved parking for residents. “ we’re gonna be the BEST DRESSED people there, you know ? might intimidate some people. ” he whispered, opening the passenger’s seat door for his little one.

“ not quick enough ! “ the smaller of the pair chirps, grin painted to his lips as he rushes to the front door, holding it open for max before stepping out behind him. “ pets have been fed, right ? “ pup asks as he takes max’s hand, lacing their fingers together and walking alongside him. a shy smile taking pup’s lips as max holds the passenger door open for him, sliding into his seat with ease. “ we’re always the best dressed wherever we go. “ he corrects, practically lurching over the middle console of the car to open up max’s door for him. “ i promise when we get home, you can do what you wanted and undress me all you want, daddy. “ a playful little SMIRK plays on the puppet’s lips, easing back against his seat when max had climbed in.

—— max.

––– the blue boy was able to PLAY him like a stack of fifty-two playing cards. he knew exactly what to do to get max to say yes to anything he asked for. there were moment, though few and far between, where max could avoid the look and put his foot down to deny him what he’d been begging for. THIS wasn’t one of those moments. “ oh, c’mon, don’t do that… ” max muttered, eyes following down to his LIPS. “ –– yeah, fine. we’ll go. but, HURRY your cute little butt up and get what you need or i’m leaving without you ! ” max teased, grabbing his keys.

pup knew max probably better than max knew HIMSELF. knew every little thing that got under his skin, and which buttons to push when he wanted something. maybe playing the guilt card a little too often on max, but when pup wanted something—he wanted it BAD. he hops on the spot when max finally c a v e s, hands clapping together as he chirps “ thank you so much, daddy ! “ he’s already three steps ahead of max, grabbing his clutch resting on the coffee table in the livingroom. “ i’ve got everything i need in here ! “ phone, lipgloss in case he needs to re-apply, house keys, a bottle of advil in case his hips act up—it’s really all the necessities he needs for just a night out. “ c’mon ! let’s go, let’s go, LET’S GO ! “

—— max.

––– max took a moment to look at himself. shined shoes, black slacks paired with a white button up and black thin tie that ran down, meeting the second to last ( visible ) button. the jacket still wasn’t on, still hung over the chair. “ oh, shush. i don’t look HALF as good as you do, angel. ” the taller of the pair, let him go, finger tips still brushing the skin. “ hey, i really think we should just CANCEL the reservation. ” he muttered, thumb brushing against pup’s bottom lip. “ please ? ” he asked, forefinger resting under the boy’s chin, pushing to face him, less STRAIN on max’s back to kiss him.

thin fingers wrap around the fabric of max’s tie, resting there as he smiles widely up at the other. “ you look better than i do, daddy. way, way, WAY better. “ but when mac mentions CANCELLING their plans, a frown begins to take the petite boys lips. he pulls a signature look, small pout beginning to form on his lips as eyes widen and hold an innocent gaze. “ but... daddy, you promised. you promised we’d go out for dinner. i’ve been looking forward to this all week. “ pup’s GOOD at getting his way—all he’s gotta do it play this card on max with the pout and doe eyes and he’s putty in pup’s hands.

—— max.

––– max’s jaw was still slack, hitting the jaw as the BLUE BOY spun for him. it was a q u i c k motion, but his long legs took the step to close the gap between the pair, never being able to stay away from each other’s SKIN for too long. an arm wrapped around the exposed pale skin. “ i LOVE it, little one. ” max fanned himself playfully with his free hand. “ god, how am i this LUCKY ? ” his voice was hushed, almost speaking to himself.

the petite boy smiles, body almost instinctively leaning into max’s body when his arms wrap around his tiny waist. his cheeks fire up a BRIGHT red, arms wrapping around max’s neck. “ how did YOU get so lucky ? how did I get so lucky ! “ he pulls away, max’s arm still wrapped tight around his waist as pup pulls away just enough to look up at max. “ i mean, look at you, daddy ! looking all snazzy and hot in your suit, getting me all hot ‘n bothered, daddy. “

—— max.

“ ––– woah. ” max’s voice was barely above a whisper. it was soft and low as his eyes traced the masses of FABRIC and pale skin that stood before him. a few inches taller than usual, blaming it on the heels that hid behind the fabric. “ you know, i-i’d rather just stay home and just… LOOK at you.” max stared, still in awe. his finger moved in a slow circle, demanding the smaller of the pair to do a spin for him.

a sheepish little smile starts to grow along pup’s lips as he stands still in the livingroom, hands folded neatly in front of himself as he looks up at max through his lashes. “ you like it THAT much, daddy ? “ a soft giggle bubbles out of his mouth, glancing down at his exposed midriff before back up at max. and of course he listens, always wants to be OBEDIENT for max, slowly doing a little spin to show off the two piece outfit.