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"Oh my god do you ever shut up..." Luka whined as he carried Alex to their destination. The shorter man was currently perched on his shoulders. Alex had verbally, and loudly might the greenette add, protest about being carried bridal style or over the shoulder. And he had almost been punched in the face by the smaller man when he suggested a piggy back ride. ...Something about touching a** or whatever? Either way, he had almost tripped a number of times due to the extra height.

"Christ It's not that cold shut up Pixie. We're almost there." Luka said as he rounded the corner.

"You're tiny. Like a pixie. It works." Luka just sighed. "Well maybe if you had worn something with sleeves. Do you want mine?" Though granted his didn't have sleeves either, but Luka was fine in any climate. "We are going to cheer your sorry blue a** up. And this is how." Luka said as he caught sight of his destination.

A children's playground.

"Your a** is fabulous and every time I tell you that you threaten me. And yes. I did. So get playing pixie." Luka grumbled as he carefully kneeled down for Alex to climb off him. "It's empty and quiet. Don't hafta socialize, other then me, and you don't hafta force smiles." Came the flat and bored tone.

Luka made a small noise, and would later say that it was not a squeak damn it, when Alex kissed him. Again. "Do your moods always do that? One minute you're ready to kill me the next I'm sweet." Luka asked as he walked over and leaned against one of the poles supporting the swing set.

"I meant normally but I guess lately works." Luka pushed himself off the pole before walking over to the other swing. "Watch yourself." He warned before he began throwing the swing over the pole. Each loop around made the swing 'shorter' and soon enough Luka was able to actually swing on it with out having to do some fancy leg work. "So talk."

"Which you've done, twice. So there's that." Luka shrugged as he pushed off the ground, rocking his swing a bit. "The sky, the crappy weather, what's on tv. There are plenty of things to talk about. I never said we had to talk about what's bothering you. I just said talk." What Alex chose to talk about was up to him, Luka wasn't going to force anything.

"But if you don't wanna talk, that's fine. You can listen." The green haired boy glanced over at Alex. "Des use to do the same thing when he was little. He'd get all snarky and say there was nothing to talk about. Other times, he wouldn't talk at all. He'd just sit there."

"Nothing to say? On anything?" Luka sighed, dragging his feet on the ground be fore standing. "Sit still a minute.." The greenette mumbled as he stood and unzipped his hoodie, reavealing the black tank under it. Pulling it off, he wrapped it around Alex and then zipped up the front. "Keep your arms inside."

"I like the cold. It's fine." Luka just shrugged, running a hand through his hair. "I've gotten worse so your 'tude is nothing." If anything, Luka was doing this because he was bored. "Do something to take your mind to take your mind off everything."