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[murdercycle]

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[dethangel]

What, the one whats gots you pissin's?

[That's not a very good prize! Instead, Toki's just gonna kiss Nathan's face a bunch. Maybe that'll help with stuff.]

I don'ts gots to keeps any if you keeps pallin's around with me like this.

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( nathan does not look any less red. if anything, after every kiss, nathan looks closer to exploding than before. )

Toki, Toki, okay... ( the flow of knives is stronger than it's ever been. )

I'll pal around with you until the fucking end of time if you let me delete them. And never talk about them again.

( Tooooooookiiii, I neeeeeeeed you.
If you're dead, I'll fucking kill you.
more pissing.
Hey. Listen to this. Listen to this cool noise I can make. Ready? Wheeeerppp. Did you hear it? Wheeeeerrrp. )

Ever.

[dethangel]

[Hmmmmm... successful experiment. It's kind of funny to see Nathan look this red. He kisses him right on the forehead before laying back into just cuddling with Nathan instead.]

You can deletes 'em. But I'm never gonna forgets what you saids...

[Even if he doesn't mention it! He'll know!]

Huh... that ams a cool noise.

[murdercycle]

( at least when they're cuddling, toki can't see his face. his dying face. the last face he'll ever make before he dies forever— )

Oh, thank fuck.

( and he immediately reaches for toki's phone to begin deleting, feeling better for it. )

What noise? ( he looks up. ) The wheeerp noise?

[dethangel]

[It'd be a damn shame if Nathan was the latest victim to Toki's whole death thing, but for now, when he cuddles him, he still seems to be warm and breathing, so that's okay.

He's just a little bummed out when Nathan goes for his phone, but it's okay, he said it was okay. Toki basically has the memory of Nathan saying all that mushy shit burned into his brain, so he'll live.]

Yeah! It was really goods!

[It was, in fact, a very good noise.]

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Yeah?

( he pauses his act of mass deletion. )

Hey... Hey, Toki.

[dethangel]

[Toki perks up a little, tilting his head.]

Yeah? Whats, Nathans?

[murdercycle]

Wheeeeerrp.

( let's hope no one thought he might actually have something important to say— )

[dethangel]

[Toki can't even try to keep a straight face. It's just too good of a noise!]

Ha! Ohhhh, you dids it! You dids it, Nathans!

[Excuse him, he needs to crack up about it for a second.]

[murdercycle]

( it’s not clear what’s got nathan in such a good mood. it might be the fact that he feels like something’s been lifted off his chest, or the way he’s feeling in accepted even at his lamest, gayest form. but… it’s nice. this feels nice.

so he hugs toki close and alternates between kissing his cheek and making deep, ridiculous “wherp-wherp” sounds near his ear. )

[dethangel]

[This might be the life??? You got cuddling, you got kissing, and you got fun silly noises, which are all really great in Toki's book. Toki's laughing pretty hard, but he has to stop, because maybe it's his turn, actually.]

Oh, lets me tries, lets me tries! Wherps!

[It's the thought that counts.]