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[royalfling]

[ Wu hadn't even meant to say it, the term just slipped out. The indignation on Mako's face makes it worth it. Wu bites his lip against a smile. He leans up with his free hand to squeeze Mako's cheek ]

You got a problem with that, sweetcheeks?

[arclightning]

[ Mako stares at him with the flattest expression he can muster even though he's about three seconds from laughing, letting Wu tug at his cheek. ]

Not at all [ fuck think of a nickname why is this hard ] honey-wolfbear.

[royalfling]

[ Wu snorts and can't hold back a laugh at that one. ]

Honey-wolfbear?! Sweetcheeks, you can do better than that!

[ He twists around, arms sliding around Mako's shoulders ]

Do I really look like a honey-wolfbear to you?

[arclightning]

Give me a break, I had to come up with one.

[ Dangerously close to laughing has become full on laughter. Mako just remembers to flip the cabbage pancake out of its pan onto the stack behind Wu's back before wrapping both arms around him. ]

How long were you sitting on sweetcheeks?

[royalfling]

[ Wu quirks an eyebrow, surveying him. ]

I don't know. I wasn't counting.

[ It was a while, the other night... ]

[arclightning]

[ It takes Mako about a second to pick up on that meaning, and then his cheeks flood with heat and he rolls his eyes, yanking Wu into a kiss. ]

No, you don't look like a wolfbear. Maybe the honey part.

[royalfling]

[ Wu leans up against him, kissing Mako again, soft and slow. He likes Mako like this, relaxed and present ]

Aw, you think I'm sweet?

[arclightning]

I'd have to be pretty blind not to.

[ Mako lets the kiss trail into many more of them, soft and quiet in the early-afternoon sunlight. Fritter is probably going to eat half their pancakes. He can't bring himself to care with Wu wrapped around him like this.

Except there is.

There is just one thing. ]

Do you really think I look like a sweetcheeks?

[royalfling]

[ Wu scrunches up his nose, tapping Mako on the back in a half-hearted whack.

He looks over Mako's face, then leans in to lick one of Mako's cheeks, humming thoughtfully. ]

Pretty sweet, yeah.

[arclightning]

Wu!

[ Mako leans away, his laughter echoing off the tile. ]

[royalfling]

[ Laughter bubbles to his lips, but instead of letting it out Wu kisses Mako hard, pressing his fingers back through Mako's too-long hair ]

[arclightning]

[ He didn't intend for this pancake-making endeavor to turn into making out with Wu against a counter but Mako isn't going to stop it if that's where things are going. He's still kind of lost in the fact that this is available to him, that Wu wants to kiss him so much. It's sunny in here, and the air is full of the smell of cooking food and home, and Wu is pressed warmly against him.

At least for now, things are alright. ]