Duplicity Contact Post

[notrosecolored]

Call, text, action all go here

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[notrosecolored]

He snorts, inelegantly.
"Good friend"

[fightcoded]

What, he doesn't qualify for that category?

[notrosecolored]

Define good friend.

[That is 100% a demanding challenge from a drunk man flopped on Mid's lap]

[fightcoded]

Someone you bring into your confidence when shit goes down. Dependable.

[notrosecolored]

And Jesus is hot, dependable, the sex is good, you'd have his back and trust him to have yours....

[fightcoded]

Yeah, high caliber. You keep those ones around. Care about 'em. We do, so why hasn't he run off if that scares him so much?

[notrosecolored]

Probably because you're pretty low pressure and easy to be around. He might even like you.

[You're an idiot. That's why]

[fightcoded]

... Is it normal for guys to traffic their boyfriends out?

[ It's mostly a joke. Midnighter might not be normal, but he knows the basics of human relationships. Still, he'll lean on his computer logic as a crutch just to be an ass. ]

[notrosecolored]

I am not trafficking you, I'm trying to set you up on dates.

[fightcoded]

I have a very extensive date life already, you know.

[ His fingers continue carding through Scott's hair with love and care, even if their conversation is snappy. ]

I'm hot shit.

[notrosecolored]

Yeah, but Jesus is different and we both know it.

[He's going to fall asleep in Mid's lap]

[fightcoded]

He is. You're right.

[ Mid is happy to act as Scott's pillow. His touches grow softer to encourage it. ]

[notrosecolored]

[He drifts toward sleep slowly, but ultimately is pretty damn out with nothing more than a grunt of agreement.]