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It was hard to believe that they’d went from a one night stand to..a string of nights spent in each others embrace. Now the leanly muscled cook found himself standing in a dark alleyway holding a bag of baked goods, waiting for Bingo to exit the seedy establishment he worked at.
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Bingo couldn't wait to be off of work. The night had been terrible, god awful. He didn't mind taking care of the drunks and weirdos that milled around the strip club. It happened every night. But it got annoying after kicking out the fifth guy who thought they could just slip past the rules. As his alarm went off, however; it was time to scram. Vamoose. Bingo stretched languidly and exited out of the joint---and right into Zephyr. "What a pleasant surprise." a relieved smile graced his lips. He didn't mind this visiter one bit. Not at all. "What brings you out here? You pretending to be a vigilante and fighting with punks again?" his grin grew as he leaned down, cupping Zephyr's chin. "Or did ya actually miss me?"
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Body tensing for only a moment when the large figure appeared Zephyr just as quickly relaxed. Cheeks heating his hand rose to tug the big man down for a kiss, huffing when the kiss ended. “I already have a cool scar why should I get more? Besides I could take em!” Growling playfully and with a small bounce his hand reached to grasp Bingo’s..squeezing whilst his tail swayed merrily. “Of course I missed you. Brought you a snack; your favorite.” Bright eyes the male found it easy to fall into the normal route home..head leaning to nuzzle against his lovers arm. Life had become so routine yet he did not find it boring. With Bingo every day was a new adventure; it usually ended in trouble but the days were NEVER boring.
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Bingo could not get enough of this. Bingo hummed, always pleasantly surprised at being able to kiss Zephyr. He was always so bold, so courageous...it got him in quite a bit of trouble. And caused scars. He was an idiot but....Bingo couldn't help but love him. Even if he did have some sort of death wish. "Because you look out for others a bit too much." he chuckled lowly, grabbing Zephyr's nose for good measure. "You're going to have your hands full when you have kids." his laugh got louder, more boisterous. Little Zephyrs. That---actually, that was pretty cute.
He wouldn't mind having to dodge mini replicas of Zeph. Not at all.
"My favorite?!" His nose twitched, sniffing the air before letting out a gush of air. "Ahh, you did! Thanks!" Easily, as if it was second nature, Bingo followed Zeph to his place. Well, with how much he had been staying there--more like their place. That he fortunately wasn't paying rent for.
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Snorting loudly Zephyr gave the bigger figure a sharp jab in the ribs with his elbow, it was all in good fun. He tried to looked annoyed but, his traitorous lips lifted in a grin instead. “Have you ever wondered what it would be like to actually stay together. Not just at night. What would be so wrong about dating me and having..kids one day?” Crap he hadn’t meant to get so heavy! Trying to shift the subject to avoid potential heart ache Zephyr pulled away to unlock his front door. With the paper bag of meticulously made baked goods held up to Bingo. “Forget I said that, I didn’t mean to jump on you right after work..” Still his mind was swept up in the idea of a family..pack..cuddling a pile of boisterous kids that looked like Bingo. “I can’t stand the idea of anyone else having your kids..” So much for that plan. The words were whispered ever so softly, his ears and tail dipping low.
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Bingo rose a brow, amused. Stray together? "That's what we've been doing haven't we? Staying together?Dating?" It was just loosely. A lose relationship was still a relationship. "We can always....move in. Have kids. The whole bit." A happily ever after. Well---as happy as they could get in that apartment. It'd work. He lived in worse places as a kid. A snort left his lips and he took the bag of treats quickly. Couldn't miss that opportunity, didn't want Zephyr to get any ideas....that whole bit. "You can jump me anytime." He winked, mouth full of food as he scarfed it down. "Wouldn't be the first time."
And nearly spit out the entire contents of what was in his mouth. Quickly swallowing, he let out a bark of laughter and clutched at his stomach. Oh man, he was going to be on the floor at this rate. Zephyr didn't like the idea of seeing anyone else have his kids...Oh god. Was he crying? Bingo wiped at his eye. Oh man, he was. This was too good. "I-I don't think anyone else can handle any kids with my magic." he let out easily, scrubbing at his eye. There, much better
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With further grumbling Zephyr could feel his blood pressure rising not that it mattered, his hands rose to give the other a few hits. Dang Bingo and his stupid..sexy muscles..it was like hitting a brick wall. “How are you always so nonchalant about stuff? I’ve been worrying about this for weeks!” As the food vanished he felt his emotions settle though the cook looked pouty. “How do you know I can handle your magic then?” Nope he would not admit the swell of pride in his chest nor admit that he had been feeling jealous. Over protective..of the one he had so fully fallen for. “Did you even taste the food? Ugh..if we are moving in together we should find a place with room for kids. I’m making enough and I’ve been saving. Besides this neighborhood is too dangerous!” Heart fluttering with warmth Zephyr gave Bingo a kiss on the cheek; hand sweeping through his soft multi colored fur. “Can we really try?”
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Flesh hit flesh and Bingo winced, taking a step back. Zephyr did know how to pack a punch, even if it was tiny. Was this abuse? Bingo frowned, mulling over the idea. Nah, couldn't be. Zephyr was too cute to abuse him like that.
Bingo winked at him, giving a shrug. "What's there to think about?" He lifted his hand and started counting off with his fingers. "We both find each other attractive, our personalities are compatible and we have fun around each other. " he lowered his hand, only for his fingers to brush across Zephyr's neck. "Whatever happens, happens. You're strong enough to come up with a different plan at unexpected moments----even if it does land you in trouble." his free hand brushed across the grimm's scar in reference. It was a surprise that Zephyr wasn't dead.
Kids would be a good way to make sure that he stayed out of trouble, though. Be the hero by stopping kid fights. There was no threat of danger there. "Can you handle my magic?" he raised a brow, giving Zeph a considerate look. "I mean, if you're doubting yourself, we don't have to imbue. I don't need a bunch of mini you's hitting my legs when something doesn't go their way." But it would be nice. And cute. "All we have to do is get stones. Simple as that." Er, well, not that simple. There was the process of transferring magic over---but they could handle it. "What's wrong with this place? This neighborhood is good enough. We haven't died yet, have we? Your place hasn't been robbed yet, yeah?" Moving. Ugh, well, if they had to... He supposed he could go through with it. By the nine, did he hate moving
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Frowning Zephyr continued to pet his hands over Bingo’s arm and chest, smoothing over where he’d hit his lover. “I want to imbue, and nothing will ever make me not stand up for those that need help. Even when we have our own kids some day I want..to adopt too..is that okay?” Talking about all of these future plans felt so heavy but, it didn’t weigh the grimm down..instead it was lightening him up to finally say all these things. He’d never meant to fall in love yet Bingo just messed with his head and made him so lost in puppy love. Head lifting when his neck was touched eyes closing partially. “I’m sorry for hitting you..if it makes you feel any better your muscles are like ******** bricks.” Laughing easily his eyes flicked back open all the way, hands still gently lingering on Bingo. “If we don’t move then you better be prepared for a whole gaggle of kids piling into our bed.” Maybe they should invest in better locks? “If you’re really not up for moving then we could always add some nicer locks..besides I feel safe with you here. My home is where ever you are Bingo.”
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Bingo resisted to roll his eyes in good nature. Right, right. Helping others. The only thing that Zephyr was doing was making more trouble for himself and dragging him along with it. But otherwise than the brow that was raised knowingly, Bingo didn't say a thing. A happy Zephyr made life---well--easy. And with the night that he had at the strip joint tonight he'd rather have a relaxing time. "Sure, we can adopt." He shrugged, merely indifferent about the idea. What was one more added to the small bunch that they were going to have? No big deal. Maybe it would soothe over Zephyr's habit of getting into more trouble. A chuckle fell from his lips, deep and affectionate. Apologies. Heh. "You knore I'm made of flesh right?" he shook his head. "You aren't strong enough to hurt me, don't worry about it." Getting a new place was sounding like a better and better idea already. Kids? In their bedroom? Not if he had his way. A man needed to sleep and divulge in carnal pleasures. At least he did. Couldn't do that with a bunch of kids trying to elbow their way in between them both. "I guess we'll move." he sighed, scratching the back of his neck. He really didn't want to go through all that effort. "We're going to need a lot of boxes." he sighed, mentally going over his own inventory list. Maybe he could sell most of his junk and just bring a suitcase worth of things....
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Pleased with how the evening was ending Zephyr took his loves hand and gave a gentle tug, tail swaying with ease. "Let's worry about that tomorrow or another day..tonight I just want to cuddle with you and dream of what our future might hold. Besides you look so tired..did you have a rough night?" Brows furrowing the male let Bingo lead the way to their bedroom when he was ready; only once inside the sacred space did the grimm pounce the big burly bouncer. That night as they lay curled together his slumbering mind filled with the most beautiful dreams. Dreams where children dashed around his feet, where a big family sat at an over crowded table..with Bingo seated bouncing a kid on his knee. The dream seemed so close that it almost felt real..Zephyr could almost smell the food he had cooked in the dream..almost taste it. Sadly the sound of a blaring alarm swept the sweet scene away.
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