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[pettymuch]

A lovely little place for Warren and Bandou to chill.

(And by chill I mean: Bandou flailing like an idiot and Warren being highly entertained!)

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[pettymuch]

[The smile immediately droops, excitement quickly replaced with his more common emotion of pettiness.]

You're not supposed to guess!

[With an overlay dramatic huff he slumps back into his seat.]

[badlucklady]

[Baby...]

[Wordlessly, Warren reaches over across the sulking nerd's lap to pop open the glove compartment. He slides on a pair of sunglasses.]

🤣

[pettymuch]

[He'd laugh if he wasn't preoccupied with pouting.]

Don't tell me to "Deal with it." I was gonna be real smooth with my follow up.

:p

[badlucklady]

[C'mon, that was worth a laugh! He had to buy those meme glasses off Temu and plant them in advance for this gag! Aaaah... fine, fine. He can't resist Bandou's pout for long.]

Achem!

[Warren coughs and whips off the sunglasses, throwing them in the backseat in one smooth movement.]

'Don't you like my Valentine's outfit? I chose it especially for you.' What's that you say, it's missing something?

[pettymuch]

[His mouth works in place, trying to decide if Warren's stolen too much of his thunder to deserve the silly thing he had in mind. It won't be nearly as effective now (if it had ever been destined to, at all) but Warren did drop the teasing and give him a second opening so...

Bandou shifts in his seat, pulling one of his long legs up onto the bench so he can fully face the man.]

Yeah... [The tone of the word still has a tinge of bitterness to it as he raises one hand to slide his sunglasses off. But as the opposite hand lifts his hat, he edges closer, lips parting and voice slipping into something softer, breathier.] ...this.

[The glasses — no longer a valid option for his remark — slip from his fingers, landing somewhere at Warren's feet, and his now free hand presses against the delicate embroidered scripture of the hoodie. Eyes uncovered, Warren will see them focus on his lips, subconsciously licking at his own in preparation for their union. Then, with a steadying breath, Bandou slips his hat onto Warren's head, making sure to yank the brim down as far as his nose will allow.]

You're missing the hat.