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[throughbamboo]

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[doggonemad]

[ it probably feels slightly off. ]

Damn right we can. Figure out how ta . . . even figure shit out. Fuck.

[throughbamboo]

[frowns a little, squeezing his hand]

It'll at least give us a fresh look if we're doin' it together.

[doggonemad]

[ it is exactly what you think it is. ]

Gives us someone ta bounce ideas offa.

[throughbamboo]

[ah. He pulls Gray's hand closer so he can tug off the glove]

'Zactly. Got this feelin' we do our best when it's the two of us.

[doggonemad]

[ wolf fur and claws, yup.

he sighs. ]

Put the glove back on, c'mon.

[throughbamboo]

[instead, he laces their fingers together]

This start before or after we started talkin'?

[doggonemad]

No friggin' clue.

[throughbamboo]

Hrm. Ya started gettin' fidgety when we got back here.

[doggonemad]

Maybe that's when. Fuck.

[throughbamboo]

[rubs his thumb against the side of his hand]

That's twice now it's happened when yer upset.

[doggonemad]

[ it fuzzy. ]

Maybe I'm allergic to you.

[throughbamboo]

[only petting it the one way, cuz fur. He is an expert]

Sucks for you, then, 'cuz yer stuck with me.

[doggonemad]

[ ughhh. ]

It's fine, we know how ta fix it.

[throughbamboo]

Mhm. S'what I'm tryin' to do.

[doggonemad]

By holdin' my hand?

[throughbamboo]

That's part of it.

Gotta get used to it, don't ya? If it's gonna happen more often.

[doggonemad]

Bah.

[ looks down at their hands though, carefully curling his fingers around his. ]

[throughbamboo]

You know I'm right.

[gives his hand a squeeze, then continues moving his thumb]

[doggonemad]

It's so annoyin'.

[throughbamboo]

[a snort]

The ones like this usually are at first. 'Least until ya figure 'em out.

[doggonemad]

I meant you bein' right.

[throughbamboo]

Oh.

You should be used to that by now.

[doggonemad]

Fuck you.

[throughbamboo]

[gives him a huge, shit-eating grin]

I'd let ya.

[doggonemad]

Asshole!