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 Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:09 pm
Otto rose his brows innocently. "Maybe." He said without much attempt at being coy. "Might've." He shrugged. "Yes."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:15 pm
The so-called innocent look fooled no one, least of all Chance. He just stood there for a moment, looking amused, and then padded over to Otto, his shirt still in his hands. Chance leaned closer, face merely an inch away from his, lips hovering over Otto's, eyes half-lidded; and he lifted a hand, slid his fingers along the side of his throat in a gentle caress.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer," Chance stage-whispered, and then pushed his hand into Otto's face.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:18 pm
Otto got totally wrapped in the mood he'd set, fully entwined an unaware of the troll about to spring from under him. He'd held his breath without thinking, and then just like that... a hand to his face. A muffled noise that might've been a grunt of a cuss reverberated against the hand before Otto moved to pull it away. "Rude."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:23 pm
He grinned, pulling the shirt on over his head and flipping his head of curly hair.
"That's my middle name, didn't you know?" said Chance lightly, and then reached out, grabbed Otto, and yanked him suddenly close, planting a very thorough kiss on his mouth that may or may not have been a little unnecessarily enthusiastic.
When he pulled away, he was breathing a little heavier than normal, a smirk tugging at Chance's lips.
"That was thanks for taking me to the infirmary," he said.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:30 pm
Otto grumbled some more, getting miffed that he'd been misled. And his own words used against him. So he didn't watch Chance get his shirt on, and therefore had not been prepared to be tugged all of the sudden. "Wah--" He stumbled, suddenly finding himself right close to Chance again. THis time, he did get what he'd been expecting. Or maybe a bit more than he'd been expecting. He blinked, staring at Chance and forgetting his words for a moment or so, even after Chance said thanks. "Huh... oh. Yeah. Yer welcome." He'd have to find where Chance made him drop his sass in a minute. What a riveting thank you that had been.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:34 pm
He was feeling (stupidly) pleased with himself for catching Otto off guard as much as he had. The blank expression on his face made everything worthwhile, and Chance fought back the urge to laugh, keeping his arms looped around Otto's waist.
"Are you feeling all right?" he asked instead, expression relaxing after a few seconds of silly amusement. "I mean, you had to look after me for several hours, I'm not so sure that's particularly exciting, plus you practically carried me around from place to place."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:43 pm
Otto found that smug sass again, the haughty expression returning to his features. "Oh, well. Whatever.. It was a little bit tiring I guess, but I'm tough so it wasn't really a big deal." Because Otto was super strong and reliable, okay? The manliest of men around. "And I get that favour out of it too."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:50 pm
"Yes, and I have a feeling that I'm going to get my a** worked hard whenever you decide to cash in on that favor," said Chance dryly, jabbing a thumb into Otto's back. "I mean, not that I regret offering it, but I assume you're going to make the most of it."
He exhaled a sigh.
"I'm still pissed I got an artifact that turned out to be useless after all," said Chance, sounding disgruntled about it. "Maybe I'll do a bit of research, see if there's anything else worthwhile going after."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 11:02 pm
"What makes you say that?" Otto scoffed. "It could be nothin'. Maybe I just want an ice cream." Otto made a sympathetic expression, lightly shrugging. "Well.. hold onto it, anyway." Because one never knew. "I'm sure there's plenty more out there."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 11:10 pm
"You always want ice cream," Chance said pointedly, hiding a smile.
He pressed his lips together, eyes flickering towards the cuff, still lying innocuously on the bed. "Well...we'll see about that, for now it'll just go in a drawer until I can figure out what to do with it. Maybe I'll give it to my worst enemy," Chance deadpanned, as if he even had such a thing.
Chance lifted a hand, idly tugging at one of his curls.
"Mind if I ask you a question?" he said, after a moment.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 11:14 pm
"Do not." Lies. He did always want ice cream. Or cake. Or a cookie. Or candy. Skittles.... "Do you even have a worst enemy?" Otto's brow rose. Like minds. Otto tilted his head curiously. "Hm? Sure. What's up?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 11:21 pm
"Do too," said Chance, entirely unconvinced. "And yes, I do, it's hair straighteners," he said, in a dramatic sounding voice. "And cloudy nights that prevent me from actually stargazing properly and seeing what I want, those are my worst enemies."
His fingers curled around his hair. "I just want to know what your comfort level is right now," Chance said mildly. "When it comes to being public and s**t. I know you're still getting used to everything, so I just wanted to figure out where you want to draw the line."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 11:29 pm
"That's dumb. Those are too abstract to be real enemies." For one thing he couldn't hand the sky a pain killing bracelet. Chance was a sneaky cheat in this game. Otto's heart skipped a beat as Chance voiced his query. As it stood, he'd never been a fan of large acts of public affection. However, when he was with girls, he'd hug them. Kiss them. Say nice things while out and about. So he let himself dwell on that a moment. He didn't want to avoid doing that stuff with Chance. He didn't want to hide him away from the world. In fact, maybe he wanted to brag a little. Now and then. So really, it was here he had to decide if he'd be okay with letting the world know he liked guys just as much as he did girls. He stood in silence, only because he was deep in serious thought. He couldn't be flippant about this. "I think.. I'm okay with it." Otto nodded, "I mean like.. well, I like you right? N'you like me, and havin' to find some place behind a door just to kiss you is stupid as ********. So like.." He shrugged, rubbing his neck and looking around the room, trying to pretend his cheeks weren't going pink. "Whatever, I guess. No..." Not whatever. Whatever wasn't a commitment. "I mean, I'm good with it. So yeah. Comfort levels are good." Nervous, but good.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 11:40 pm
"Anything is an enemy if you just believe, Otto," said Chance, nodding wisely - or maybe not wisely at all.
The question he'd posed was not one for Chance to answer himself; it had to be what Otto decided, because it was Otto that had to take the step forward or sideways or back, or whichever direction he wanted to go. Chance had always been secure in certain aspects of himself, but Otto was not, and there was no forcing that when it needed to be taken slowly, with consideration. It was something that took time and caution, something that shouldn't be rushed into.
He stood there patiently while Otto clearly mulled things over, his face steadily growing redder. I like you, and you like me. It was right there, as plain and simple as day. Chance lifted a hand and pressed his fingertips briefly against the heat he could feel radiating out from Otto's cheek.
"You sure?" he asked. "Not that I'm trying to discourage you or anything, but...this does mean you can kiss me whenever you want in public, or I can kiss you, or whatever."
His fingers slid down and nudged Otto's chin up to look him in the eyes.
"I follow your lead in this case," said Chance gently.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 11:52 pm
In this way his face was nudged, he was forced to make eye contact. Facing things head on? Never his specialty, and always a route he feared. But it was hard not to, as the path behind this roadblock seemed so appealing. Chance always made sure Otto took initiative when it came to big decisions. He made him choose, and made him grow. "Yeah, I'm sure. Just.. don't get too put off if I make a fuss.. cause it don't mean I'm mad." He shrugged, rubbing his neck and averting his eyes again. "I just get embarrassed easy.. but it's fine, cause.. yanno..." This was fine. No, not fine. It was good. If he could get over this next hurdle, he could be who he was outside of closed doors too. "I don't wanna hide you, or me. It ain't fair to neither of us."
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