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@wildthingtom
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Suddenly the cake rustled inside and then- BAM Tom jumped out from the top, shirtless wearing a red bow on his neck. "Happy Birthday!"
She’d been halfway to sneaking a taste of the frosting when the cake rustles, freezing and staring at it warily shortly before Tom jumps out from inside it. Embarrassingly enough the surprise of that makes Lucy yelp, stumble backward, and stare up at him in disbelief.
Though it doesn’t take her too long before she starts laughing from the surprise. “How did- when- Tom!”
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her-masterful-genius:
Staring in disbelief, as soon as her thoughts catch up with what she was seeing Lucy blushes dark purple, the grin on her face reflexive and with a touch too much teeth. Though she’s still not so sneakily taking in what he was wearing.
“Y- when’d- um.” Not the most intelligent of responses, too many questions she wanted to ask to pick one to stick with.
“I’ve been planning it since like last year to be honest,” Tom admitted with a small shrug. “So do you like it?” He took a bit of the chocolate cream from the cake and sucked on his finger watching her amused and giddy.
“Do you want to unpack the present?” He leaned closer whispering with a wide grin.
If it was at all possible for her face to go darker purple, Lucy didn’t know, covering it with both hands and peering at Tom through her fingers. “Um, maybe? Yes?” she answers weakly in return, the words muffled.
When Tom leans in he can see her eyes widening as Lucy laughs nervously.
He chuckled and took her hands in his gently kissing her fingers. Then he lets go of her palms and goes back to the cake, turning around and wiggling his butt - the thong he was wearing had two extra golden straps going over his ass - and he pulled out a box from inside the cake.
“You get two gifts. This,” he gestured to the box wrapped in purple paper, “and me. Which do you want first?”
Splat!
her-masterful-genius:
So close, if that yelp was any indication. Laughing as well and throwing herself into the game, Lucy can feel one of the shots hit her first in the leg then the back as she searches for another hiding spot. Her laughter stuttering at each hit, she wheels around in order to try and run backward, catch Tom with another shot.
He laughed hearing her and running after her. Tom wanted to get ahead of her, jumping over the obstacles and gain on speed. She most likely got him in the shoulder, he could feel a bullet hit him there. He fired a couple of time to keep her on her toes but then dove behind a cluster of crates.
More concerned with getting a good vantage point, Lucy misses seeing that she’s gotten Tom in the shoulder. Doubling back to try and circle around instead, she’s soon ducked behind another small wall before peeking out to see if she could catch sight of Tom. There’s new paint spots on her arm now from the last pair of shots, and a wide grin on her face.
Tom sneaked through the creates. He lifted his mask and sniffed the air. It was a heavy mix of paint, dust and various other things that were going around but after almost 3 years he could recognize Lucy’s scent with eyes closed.
He threw the gun over his back and began to sneak upon her position. Then he jumped out of hiding trying to tackle her to the ground.
Suddenly the cake rustled inside and then- BAM Tom jumped out from the top, shirtless wearing a red bow on his neck. "Happy Birthday!"
She’d been halfway to sneaking a taste of the frosting when the cake rustles, freezing and staring at it warily shortly before Tom jumps out from inside it. Embarrassingly enough the surprise of that makes Lucy yelp, stumble backward, and stare up at him in disbelief.
Though it doesn’t take her too long before she starts laughing from the surprise. “How did- when- Tom!”
@wildthingtom
He ginned then began to sing Happy Birthday song to her. “Do you like the cake? I couldn’t do that last year since you know,” he shrugged. “But wait this is not the only thing I have here!” He was so happy about this whole thing.
Suddenly the cake clicked from inside and a slight crack appeared at the side of it. Then a hairy leg slid out, followed by an arm, a chest and a head and then rest of Tom appeared. The bow on his neck and a red Christmas thong being his only clothes.
He wiggled his eyebrows at her.
Staring in disbelief, as soon as her thoughts catch up with what she was seeing Lucy blushes dark purple, the grin on her face reflexive and with a touch too much teeth. Though she’s still not so sneakily taking in what he was wearing.
“Y- when’d- um.” Not the most intelligent of responses, too many questions she wanted to ask to pick one to stick with.
“I’ve been planning it since like last year to be honest,” Tom admitted with a small shrug. “So do you like it?” He took a bit of the chocolate cream from the cake and sucked on his finger watching her amused and giddy.
“Do you want to unpack the present?” He leaned closer whispering with a wide grin.
Splat!
her-masterful-genius:
So close, if that yelp was any indication. Laughing as well and throwing herself into the game, Lucy can feel one of the shots hit her first in the leg then the back as she searches for another hiding spot. Her laughter stuttering at each hit, she wheels around in order to try and run backward, catch Tom with another shot.
He laughed hearing her and running after her. Tom wanted to get ahead of her, jumping over the obstacles and gain on speed. She most likely got him in the shoulder, he could feel a bullet hit him there. He fired a couple of time to keep her on her toes but then dove behind a cluster of crates.
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Suddenly the cake rustled inside and then- BAM Tom jumped out from the top, shirtless wearing a red bow on his neck. "Happy Birthday!"
She’d been halfway to sneaking a taste of the frosting when the cake rustles, freezing and staring at it warily shortly before Tom jumps out from inside it. Embarrassingly enough the surprise of that makes Lucy yelp, stumble backward, and stare up at him in disbelief.
Though it doesn’t take her too long before she starts laughing from the surprise. “How did- when- Tom!”
@wildthingtom
He ginned then began to sing Happy Birthday song to her. “Do you like the cake? I couldn’t do that last year since you know,” he shrugged. “But wait this is not the only thing I have here!” He was so happy about this whole thing.
Suddenly the cake clicked from inside and a slight crack appeared at the side of it. Then a hairy leg slid out, followed by an arm, a chest and a head and then rest of Tom appeared. The bow on his neck and a red Christmas thong being his only clothes.
He wiggled his eyebrows at her.
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The look on Tom’s face, his clear gesturing to look up, makes it easy to figure out just what he was getting at. When Lucy finally does, it doesn’t take long before she realizes and finds herself blushing. “Um… huh. So… ?” is all she can manage, knowing the expectation and waiting for several seconds before taking the initiative herself.
@wildthingtom
wildthingtom:
The mistletoe dangled above them, attached to a wire on a headband Tom was wearing. He was very proud of his idea. He was smiling smugly at her.
“Can I get a Christmas kiss?” he puckered up his lips. He didn’t expect her to actually go for it but she did. Blinking in surprise he finally leans into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her.
“Merry Christmas, beautiful,” he hummed after breaking apart and nuzzled her nose with his.
It had taken her probably too much time to grow used to this, but Lucy had done her best, resting her forehead against Tom’s afterward, she’s privately glad that smug look is off his face.
“Am not,” is her weak protest, knowing full well he didn’t like hearing her say that. It was habit by then, however. Comfortable with his arms around her and making no move to pull away. “Merry Christmas, Tom,” Lucy returns, likely too late.
“Merry Christmas, Lucy,” he hummed happy where they were.
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Take as long as you need. And never feel bad about having to drop something with me, if you need to. Its okay. I will always understand!
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The look on Tom’s face, his clear gesturing to look up, makes it easy to figure out just what he was getting at. When Lucy finally does, it doesn’t take long before she realizes and finds herself blushing. “Um… huh. So… ?” is all she can manage, knowing the expectation and waiting for several seconds before taking the initiative herself.
@wildthingtom
The mistletoe dangled above them, attached to a wire on a headband Tom was wearing. He was very proud of his idea. He was smiling smugly at her.
“Can I get a Christmas kiss?” he puckered up his lips. He didn’t expect her to actually go for it but she did. Blinking in surprise he finally leans into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her.
“Merry Christmas, beautiful,” he hummed after breaking apart and nuzzled her nose with his.
Splat!
her-masterful-genius:
wildthingtom:
“Gotcha.” He grinned having now located her. He began to sneak behind her location, trying to get a close shot. Finally he rolled out from behind his hiding right next to her and began to shoot.
Peeking around her shield, Lucy misses Tom popping out of hiding and yelps when one of the paintballs hits close enough to her foot to count as an actual hit, the paint splashing up on the clothing she’d been given. Quickly turning her gun in that direction in return, aiming closer to the ground to avoid hitting him back in the face.
“Whoa!” he rolled to the side, still getting a hit to the leg. He raised his gun and started to shoot at her, not really aiming anywhere, as he run around, laughing.
He had to get a little bit closer...
"Uh,happy belated Birthday, Miss Monroe," Tom held a small, carved wooden box. It had simple motive of vines and animals on it. "I got busy and didn't finish it on time."
Goddess Bday goodness
More than birthday wishes or even the thoughtful gift Ororo was delighted by the sight of the young man’s face and was quickly on her feet greeting him with a warm smile and open arms. “Thomas! It’s been so long I’m surprised you remembered at all, and pleased,” she added giving him a soft squeeze around the shoulders, careful not to crush the box between them. Some students came and went as needed, while she understood and accepted pang of their absence as part the job doing without her favorite mechanic hadn’t been easy. “Where have you been?”
Tom hugged her back gladly. “Yeah, it’s been a while. You look great, Miss ‘Ro.”
He was really glad to see one of his old teachers. Life could get busy but he’s been planning a trip to the institute for a while. It was good to see the old walls. Very homey.
“I got into college! Conservation of wildlife,” he started telling his tale. “Got a side job as a mechanic and I got a sports scholarship, so it’s not that bad. Hopefully the student’s loans won’t eat me,” he chuckled awkwardly. “So how are things at school? Any new disaster?”
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