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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

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[puzzlekeeper]

[ He sighs a little ]

Being protected isn't the problem.

But - I at least deserve to know it's happening in the first place, rather than being left in the dark.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Just huffs irritably]

[puzzlekeeper]

I want to make sure I've been perfectly clear on this, so that we never have this argument again.

[ He reaches up to tilt Intensity's head, ensuring he's looking at him properly. ]

If information needs to be withheld from me, for strategic reasons or because there are concerns I'm compromised or - whatever the case may be, I'll accept that. I don't want anything to compromise the end goal, and I won't demand the information.

I just want to know it's being withheld.

Is that acceptable?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He locks eyes with King. Perhaps unnervingly so but King is probably used to it by now.]

Your terms are acceptable.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Mismatched eyes meet his stare evenly until he nods, dropping his hand. ]

Good.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Any other demands you’re going to make? Might as well get them all out now.

[puzzlekeeper]

... As I pointed out before, I've asked exceptionally little of you, ever.

[ SO YOU COULD TRY NOT TO BE A MEGADOUCHE NOW!!! ]

But no. Nothing else.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Look. I only have two settings: Douche and Megadouche. What do you want from me?]

Then let me rephrase.

Any other incorrect conclusions that I need to disprove to you?

[puzzlekeeper]

No.

Though I did have a realization of my own.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

...

[Intensity absently runs a hand through King’s hair.

That’s indication to continue. In case he couldn’t tell.]

[puzzlekeeper]

I don't need you. Just like you don't need me, or anyone.

But even so...

[ His fingers curl in that coat again, but gently this time. ]

I don't want to be without you. Even when I want to strangle you, being without you is... unacceptable.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I told you there's no where you can go that I can't follow.

Do you not trust me on that?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ ... An amused, half-exasperated huff. ]

Believe me, your stubbornness is not something I doubt.

It's the force of my own desires that was a revelation.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Shifts a little obviously uncomfortable.]

...

Good for you.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Is it good?

That remains to be seen.

He just hums noncommittally before settling back against Intensity's chest. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[It's probably not good. Let's be real.

As if recognzing the tension between them, Blue Eyes unfurls a wing to drape over the both of them like a blanket.

Intensity only makes an slightly annoyed noise is response as he wraps his arm tighter around King]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ What a good wingdragon. Literally.

King blinks in surprise for a moment before chuckling a little - one arm settling over Intensity's as his free hand brushes along her wing gratefully.

Perhaps blanket wings is something he should consider himself . . . ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Will continue to run his hand through King's hair until morale approves.

Just kidding. He wouldn't know what improved morale looked like if it hit him in the face.

But he'll continue as long as King seems to be relaxing a little.

How about less talking/arguing and more resting, Your Stressfulness.]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Excuse you. He's FINE.

And while he does relax, bit by bit, there's no danger of him dozing off as there has been in times past. Though he does close his eyes against the feeling of those fingers in his hair, his own shifting to trace restless shapes over Intensity's free hand. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Cute...

It will be his gloved metal hand, since the flesh one is currently tangled in his hair. Intensity keeps it slightly warm, rolling his wrist when King's fingertips drift to the edges so they stay on the cloth and don't make contact with the hot metal.

He would say something.

But there is too great of a chance that he would fuck something up if he said something, so he decides to be quiet for now.]