"How am I like a grape, dude?" He lets his arms wrap around Maurice's shoulders, "It's cool, I can do that. If I could teach you how to enjoy books, then I could teach you how to use the internet."
He waits, unsure of what that look is really the beginning of, and when he leans in, Hanna's thinking he's not going to bite, but kiss and instead it's a raspberry and he squeals, loud enough that it's definitely heard throughout. "Oh my god, you ass. Why am I here? Why?" He laughs, pushing against Maurice to get his face away from his neck before he goes in for a tickle attack. "En guard!"
Maurice wraps his arms around Hanna, turning his head and growing more 'vicious' with his stupid loud snarling noises. But when the ginger's hands hit his sides he lets out a squawk and releases him in attempts to cover his weak spots.
He snatched up the pillow and shoved it against Hanna's face. "I'm trying to be sexy, dammit! You are supposed to be wooed by my raw animal power!"
Meranda, who was in her room down the hallway, just hunched closer to her computer and turned her music up.
Hanna laughs, grabbing the pillow and smacking Maurice in the face with it. "I think you and I wouldn't know sexy if it bit us in the ass, dude." And he's sure he's true. They were the biggest dorks and there is no fronting there. They both knew it. It was an eternal fact.
He lunges, tickling the vampire's side more, though the moment he gets Maurice on his back, he stops and grins down at the other man, "Okay, okay. Truce? No raspberries, no tickling?"
Maurice's yelps of protest turned into an all-out holler as Hanna's horrible little fingers kept going up and down his side. This resulted in a lot of flailing that made him look like a malfunctioning chuck-e-cheese animatronic because if he allowed himself to actually swat Hanna his head might fly off.
"I thought so." Hanna says smugly, sitting on Maurice's stomach and looking proud of himself. He knew how to subdue his big nerd boyfriend.
"Hey," He says softly, expression softening as they both calm, "Love you, by the way. And thanks for the sandwich today, it was delicious and you're the best." Putting both hands on Maurice's shoulders to steady himself, he leans down, kissing his nose. "Just the way you are."
It was pitiful how light Hanna was. Maurice had to laugh at the nose kiss, probably bouncing Hanna in the process. If he wasn't already purple, the sincere compliment would have turned him all over again. It was going to take some serious effort to train his brain out of thinking that he was broken...but if he'd trained it out of thinking he could never have anybody, anything was possible!
Even fooling around with his little redhead if some of his parts were out of commission.
Something glints at the neck of Hanna's shirt and he's distracted by it for a moment before his eyes are pulled right back up to that dumb smile.
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He waits, unsure of what that look is really the beginning of, and when he leans in, Hanna's thinking he's not going to bite, but kiss and instead it's a raspberry and he squeals, loud enough that it's definitely heard throughout. "Oh my god, you ass. Why am I here? Why?" He laughs, pushing against Maurice to get his face away from his neck before he goes in for a tickle attack. "En guard!"
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He snatched up the pillow and shoved it against Hanna's face. "I'm trying to be sexy, dammit! You are supposed to be wooed by my raw animal power!"
Meranda, who was in her room down the hallway, just hunched closer to her computer and turned her music up.
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He lunges, tickling the vampire's side more, though the moment he gets Maurice on his back, he stops and grins down at the other man, "Okay, okay. Truce? No raspberries, no tickling?"
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"TRUCE! TRUCE!"
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"Hey," He says softly, expression softening as they both calm, "Love you, by the way. And thanks for the sandwich today, it was delicious and you're the best." Putting both hands on Maurice's shoulders to steady himself, he leans down, kissing his nose. "Just the way you are."
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Even fooling around with his little redhead if some of his parts were out of commission.
Something glints at the neck of Hanna's shirt and he's distracted by it for a moment before his eyes are pulled right back up to that dumb smile.
"No, you're the best."