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 Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2016 8:47 am
He grinned up at Otto and patted his cheek consolingly.
"It's okay, one day you'll grow nice and strong bones," Chance intoned dramatically, and then squinted somewhat suspiciously at his boyfriend, slowly passing over the hot chocolate mix and the marshmallows.
"You're not going to like...slip some cyanide in mine or something, are you?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2016 4:02 pm
Otto took the ingredients with a small roll of his eyes. "Not if it ain't gunna be a surprise anymore." He sassed back, meandering his way towards the kitchen. He got to work boiling water for the drinks (he at least had mastered the fine art of boiling water, if nothing else), because Lord knew he did not keep milk in his home. He didn't make any small talk, too busy concentrating oh so seriously on the instructions found on the drink mix package. Eventually, after some grumbling and impatient foot tapping, he returned with two piping hot mugs of hot chocolate. Both were swimming with marshmallows.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2016 12:09 pm
Chance curled up on the couch and watched Otto in the kitchen with a little smile on his face. It was probably a stupidly affectionate look, but since Otto was preoccupied in making the hot cocoa, he most likely wouldn't get a chance to make a you're being sappy again comment.
"Did you want some hot chocolate with your marshmallows?" Chance said jokingly as Otto came back, grinning up at him. "Thank you, by the way."
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2016 8:10 pm
Chance was given a disgruntled glance at his comment. Otto was nearly tempted to 'accidentally' spill the hot drink on the man's lap. However, he opted to hand it over without incident. "Yer welcome." He grunted in return, giving him one more haughty look before sitting down on the couch himself. He stretched out horizontally, poking his toe into Chance's leg for good measure before curling back into a cozy ball. He poked curiously at the marshmallows he'd layered into his drink, rethinking his decision with a furrowed brow.
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 6:56 am
Chance took a sip of hot cocoa and reveled in the warmth of the drink, sinking down into the couch with both hands wrapped around his mug. He let himself enjoy a few more swallows before his gaze went sideways to look at Otto again.
"What are you thinking about over there, hmm?" he asked lightly, fanning some of the steam from the drink towards himself.
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 7:07 am
"Mthinkin' I put too many marshmallows in this thing." He drawled, picking out a sopping marshmallow from his mug and tossing it into his mouth. The puffy confections were beginning to merge and turn into a thick foamy layer on top of his drink. His mouth twisted in uncertainty. "I made a mistake."
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 7:11 am
He tried to hide the smile slowly making its way across his face, but failed.
"You perhaps put a few too many in," Chance conceded, glancing down at his own cup and then giving a little laugh. "I don't mind them, but I did bring a few extra packets, if you wanted to make a new cup."
He took another sip of hot cocoa and added innocently, "Or I could just tell you where that hidden stash of candy is."
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 7:17 am
Otto leered at Chance over the rim of his mug, slowly and carefully taking a sip. He unsuccessfully avoided the making of a foamy mustache, causing him the added effort of having to lick it off afterward. "You sayin' you actually had yer own stash?" He asked with a grumble, rubbing the end of his nose with the back of his hand with a sniff. " Jerk-off."
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 8:39 am
He didn't quite manage to conceal his snort of laughter at Otto's mustache, Chance coughing into his mug of hot chocolate and almost spilling it everywhere in the process.
"Such a classy man you are," he wheezed, wiping his own mouth. "And yes, I was being serious about that, I do actually have a few things hidden."
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 7:19 pm
Otto gave a grouchy huff, staring down into his frothy drink with disdain. "Hidin' s**t from me." He lamented with a grumpy expression. "You owe me now." He decided with a touch of arrogance. "Gotta tell me where it is, man. And what kinda inventory you got."
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 8:47 pm
His eyebrows rose, Chance taking another sip of his cocoa.
"Wait, why do I owe you? I seem to recall a certain someone dumping snow on my head," he said pointedly, but there was a slight smirk to his face, Chance inhaling a deep breath of the cocoa's warm, soothing scent.
"Fine. There's some pixie stix in a bag under your mattress. And some starbursts behind the DVDs on the second row of your shelf."
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 9:28 pm
"You can't prove nuthin'. Don't even think of weaslin' out of this with yer wild accusations." Otto drawled, shaking a finger at Chance from his corner of the couch. "You hid ********' Pixie Sticks under my mattress!?" Otto choked, lowering his mug down. "Dude! That's how you get ********' ants! Like, ********... Fear Ants!" He slapped his palm down on the sofa cushion like a Judge using a gavel at court. "Yer under ********' arrest, man!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 10:30 pm
"They're not even opened," Chance informed Otto, pointing a finger at him. "And they're in like six ziploc bags - and plus they've only been there since you were in the shower, because I was wondering if you would ask me about my candy stash."
He grinned. "But the starbursts have been there for a couple days now, they're also in a plastic bag."
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 10:32 pm
Slowly, Otto breathed in, then out, and stared at Chance with quiet judgement.
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2016 7:04 pm
Chance just raised his eyebrows again.
"Yes?"
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