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Of course you do. And I love you as well.

[He keeps running his fingers over his cheek while the other arm warps around him.]

He did send us such cheerful letters, didn't he? Paloma as well. I suppose they both should be rewarded for their efforts.

[ he's pretty content like this, close as he is to him and just talking ]

I'm almost curious to see what they wrote to you. But yes, they deserve something in exchange for their effort. And I wouldn't want them to feel too lonely.

Then I will show you once we have properly gotten pictures for them. Paloma also sent me a letter to pass to Wildfire so it was in the plans anyway.

And my, don't you look like the content cat?

Maybe. It's easy to be content when I have you right here in my arms.

[ there's a pause, and then he adds, a little more seriously ]

Things do feel better lately. Which is exactly why I intend on spending as much time as possible hovering over you and spoiling you as much as I can.

You mean after the game.

[He points at the hosts.]

Someone special has shown up, have they not? While Fox and I were not particularly close, I am delighted to see him. I can only imagine how thrilled you are.

Indulge yourself with his company. I'm sure you'll laugh at his dramatics.

I've already hugged him and talked to him. It's true I'd like for more time together but so do quite a lot of other people and I imagine he'd been missing them, too.

[ he's grabbing on Emet's tie to pull him down so he can kiss him ]

[Putting his hand behind his head to deepen the kiss.]

As long as you are content.

I am and the only reason I'm bothering with this game at all is because he's here, so. You can rest assured that I'm already celebrating his presence here.

Which does mean that yes, I intend to spoil you after the game.

But first we aught to take care of Wildfire's and Paloma's letters as this scene makes for a fine backdrop. I suppose I did see a Christmas tree sweater I could wear.

That would look appropriately awful. ... I did want to ask if you wanted to write a response together, actually. For the both of them.

They would enjoy that. A moment then.

[He finds a hideous sweater and wears it before returning.]

Would you mind taking the picture?

[It isn't really a request as he picks Five up and looks for an appropriate backdrop.]

You know this looks a lot more ridiculous when you do it with this form, right?

[ but that's as much protest as he's getting for picking him up, and he reaches for his phone shortly after, ready to take the picture ]

But given the height difference I'll allow it.

It makes a better photograph. Ensure the angle is up on your picture.

[He will get a good view of the background for the picture. While terrible, the games aesthetics were always over the top.]

You'll allow it because you love me.

[ he literally just said that and yet, he almost feels offended at being called out like that. There's just the slightest hint of red on his cheeks, and he shifts the angle of his phone a bit to ensure the photo will be nice. Once that's done, he'll send it to Emet's phone. ]

Don't be smug about it.

I love you, too.

[He kisses him softly on the lips and then cheek before he helps him down.]

[ GMAIL HOW DARE YOU NOT SHOW ME THIS NOTIFY!!! I'M SO SORRY.

He would give him some more snarky commentary but the kiss and declaration end up making him smile anyway, so instead he'll reach for his hand ]

Good. Keep repeating it until you get tired of saying it, I enjoy hearing it.

Do you have any plans for the game?

[Notifs have been wonky today. And DW, too.]

As if I will ever tire of saying it.

[Squeezing his fingers.]

I never bother to win these. Creative as I could be with some of the categories, I know the age of this body does put me at as disadvantage.

I do like the idea of collecting pictures for Wildfire, but nothing more nefarious than that.

Really. Now you have me curious as to what you would do to win, if you felt creative. I'm sure you're popular enough despite your old age.

Humiliation. Though humiliation that a partner almost begs for. I doubt you'd find a higher rating than that.

[ look at the way his face immediately goes red, but he tries to cover that up and pretend he's totally not affected, clearing his throat ]

... I can see that earning you a win easily, yes.

They have given me no reason or incentive to share such a treasured moment with them.

But perhaps we can try it in private later.

[ he's so very clearly considering, and then ]

Well. If you're going to make me beg for humiliation you'll have to do far better than a kiss.

When have I ever not made the reward worth the price?

Your pride makes it both enticing and difficult to achieve. In the end if I have left a sour taste, it defeats the point. Truthfully, I'm not sure I have the proper incentive yet.

To be honest you saying it like that sounds enough like a challenge that it's making me feel competitive.

... Truthfully if it is something you're interested in, I'd want to try it. But—

[ he moves so he can talk into his ear, low and quiet and warm ]

I wonder if you'd be able to make me cry and beg for you, or if you'd end up being the one to beg to obey my every order?

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