Chapter 100
Behold! Another chapter.
Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.
Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/singing
Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing
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Moxxie tilt their head. A plate was put down in front of them.
"Dig in." Striker grinned very big as he sat down by him. He started to cut into their steak.
The smaller of the two stares until they pick off their own utensils. Began to cut in the meat. But into the meat that Striker prepared for both of them.
The whole week was a bit odd. Like for starters Striker was only coming in three days this week. Which well was the deal at beginning when he joined. So, oopsie their on Blitz part. After that it really just felt like any other day at work. The other days Striker just has been doing their own business.
What kind of business?
Not sure, only to mention he'll be gone for a few days with Bombproof. It was work related, along with living arrangements in the future for his horse. So, didn't push it.
Then every night Striker texts him to hangout in their room. Now while they were dating, they didn't like hangout 24/7. Yes, there was work, living in the same apartment and like a few steps away. But they make the others spend time together. Have their own space and stuff to do. Which they were both fine with. During the time told him he'd be a little late as he was finishing up an order. Or was doing some research on the side. Yet, no matter how late it was Striker just waits. Literally will pull them in the apartment room. A big smile on their face then gives a sarcastic comment.
That didn't change in the least.
There has been a lot of affection lately. Some that should have been a bit cheesy. Yet, Moxxie actually like it. Got to tease him about it. Which would result in a playful insult to the other. Oh, and lots of physical affection as well. It was a lot that Moxxie would need a breather. Even if he wanted to continue to get Striker to stop being smug. How he did this to them.
Jerk.
Yet, here they are still with their teasing, smug face jerk of a partner. Who must be excited about something? If the rattle in their tail was right. While their eyes focus on their steak.
So, tonight was the last night the pair will hangout. As Striker, Bombproof set off to leave.
"It's good." Moxxie commented.
"Well, I would hope so. Always was good at cooking meat." Striker takes a bigger bite out their own.
The pair ate a little longer while just relaxing in the silence. Until they were both done. Moxxie about to clean up but was told to just go sit on the couch.
"I can help." A small muttered.
"Naw I got this. It'll be quick. Got to make sure this place not too messy when I get back." Striker shrugged as he picked the plates up. "If you want to clean here next time. Better in a maid outfit."
"But I don't work for you?"
"Noted. I'll have to get a job resignation for you to sign now. You must for now only clean if you're in a maid outfit."
"Would have torn that in half."
"No, fun. But at last, maybe one day I'll see you in one."
"In your dreams."
"Want to hear them? I got lot but a few may have to be censor for your fuzzy head to handle."
Moxxie just walks to the couch as they muttered. Face heat up slightly. Can't believe they're losing their head over something over a comment. It's ridiculous. "Just clean your stuff, Butler."
"I'm the butler now? In my own home?"
"Yep. Congratulation you just level up." Sat down to wait along with stare at the tv.
Eventually Striker came over to sit down. But he had something behind his back. "Say Critter."
Let out a hum as they glance at him. Only to see their face a bit too close. Even their glasses started to fog up. Then suddenly they felt something in their hands. Look down to see a small square box like you would put a bracelet in or a gift card. They were a bit confused as they looked at Striker.
"Open it."
Took their slow ass time to lift the box up. Blink a bit confused to see a light blue-sliver oval jewel? Charm? It looks like it had a mold of star in the middle with a clip. Took it to study the coin size item. Turn it around to see an opening like a chain or even a ribbon to slide through. The notice a tiny S carved in an area. But hidden. "It's pretty."
Striker grins seeing them keep studying it. Then reach over to take it. Sees a confused look now. "Let me see the necklace."
Blink along with extra confused. Loosen their scarf up to take their necklace off. Then hands Striker the yellow star with the ribbon like chain. Watch him slide it off. Then put the star against the mold with a concentrated look.
A satisfied grin on their face to hear a small click. Take Moxxie hand to place the newly combine charm together. "Tada now the sharp points won't bother your neck. It aggravated me slightly at the time when I made it. Didn't have time to make the other part. Along with material around at the time wasn't right. But I got it down now. A star inside the moon."
"You made this. Like the star." Fingertips brushed the surface of the charm. "Always was a good craftsman."
"Can't brag too much since it's been a while. But I got to say I'm pleased about this one." He watches them keep tracing the star inside their new home. Reach out to take it back. Then slide it back on the choker. Hand it over.
"I still have that wood star you gave me?"
"Seriously?"
"Yep. Nope, not getting it back to fix it up."
"Destroyed my plan." A little huffed
Place the choker back around their neck. The sharp points from the star before didn't bother them. Even when their layer is added. Now just roundness they felt against their skin. Touch the charm they always put on the side of their neck. Look back at Striker to reach over to give them a kiss. Pull away before the snake had any other ideas. "Thank you."
"Well, if I get thank you rewards like that. I'll have to really up my game." Look at the charm pressed snuggly against their neck, with their scarf very loose for them to see it. They were only wearing loose shirts underneath the jacket. So, he got to see the sight better. It really did suit their whole appearance.
"You are spoiled."
"Naw I'm just greedy."
"Sure." Touch the charm. "May I asked why?"
"Call it another late many missed Birthday gifts. I also don't want anything for my own missed one. Well, besides a pretty gift wrap up in front of me." Smirk at their twitching look. Yet, the hint of flushed they try hide. Wrap their arms around them. To press themselves against their own body. Snick at the grumble with a small shudder. "Aww Critter trying to get away after such a thoughtful gift."
"You know that's not what I'm doing." Just moving a bit to feel a bit of comfort. Along with the slight irritation how their body reacts. He heard a snort as his arms loosened up. To let them get comfortable. Either against them or move away if their phobia started to act up. Move to lay on their side as they rest against him. Felt content. "Am I- "
"If you asked if you're too heavy. Again. I'm going to flick your horn." He can barely feel weight on them besides the clothes.
"Just making sure." A little grumble like huff.
"Well, your fine." Pat the top of their head.
Another little grumble that earns them a flick on their horn. "Hey."
"Warn you." Just gotten this mix off a neutral turn huffy look. He held back a snicker. "You are too cute."
A pillow shoved into their face.
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Done!
The necklace return!
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