🌈 chroma — w5 curfew

[decisions]

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[daggering]

[ aww, baby. this gets him to laugh, softly, as he wraps around to give him a hug. sorry for oozy sticky.

drawling, a little, very dry: ] Want me to knock you out? I'll make it quick.

[fretbro]

[that makes him laugh, but it hiccups.]

Yeah, might as well. [he answers just as dryly. he doesn't care about the oozy sticky, it's fine. he has static arms right now, so.]

You should go hug Selchy and Percy. [stop punishing yourself you dumb bird]

[daggering]

Mmf.

[ he lifts a hand away from this hug... and very gently bonks his fist into the top of his head. very, very gently. Bonk. ]

Probably.

[fretbro]

Ow.

[it doesn't hurt but he says it anyway.]

No probably. You gotta or I'm gonna curse you. [stop don't be rude]

[daggering]

No you won't.

[ props chin on his head like a bully instead. let him sulk. ]

[fretbro]

[maybe he hides his face against vax's chest for a bit.]

I will. I'm gonna curse you good.

[daggering]

[ he does give very good hugs. he smells ... probably a little bloody unfortunately but you know, that's fine. ]

Not if I curse you first. [ ok ]