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add. ([personal profile] gravitybuster) wrote in [community profile] deadkids2015-09-13 04:36 am

MARRIED MMDES

[ When the beep reaches his ears, indicating that someone has returned home, Esper all but leaps out of his seat on the couch, flipping over the cushions in a parkour-like motion to greet his husband, landing on his feet just as Mastermind steps him. It still sounds weird, being married, but it sounds like an achievement that belongs to him.

Esper looks down at his shirt (one of Mastermind's old dress shirts, too soft and old to be worn out again, or was it stolen from Lusa's new clothes back when they all lived together? It doesn't really matter at this point because he's sure it was never meant to be his anyway), and pinches the bottom hem. Maybe it would have been better to put on some pants, but it's his day off-- so, glancing back at the tub of ice cream on the coffee table, why would he bother? ]


Welcome home, Mastermind!

Did you eat already? Should I call for pizza? Can I help you make dinner?

[ Nevermind about cooking by himself. ]
pulsegatling: <user name=vertebral> (Default)

none of my icons are appropriate for married mmde

[personal profile] pulsegatling 2015-09-24 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ He hardly has time to slip off his work shoes before Esper comes flouncing in hurriedly like something's crawling under his skin, only to stop before him and start chattering on in greeting.

Mastermind loves Esper, he does, but he's been awake and running on coffee fumes for hours and is far too tired to process whatever it is that he's saying. Instead, he manages to blink and take hold of the hand that Esper is using to fiddle at he hem of one of Lusa's shirts ( how did he get that? ) and pulls Esper forward, silencing him with a kiss.

After a moment, he parts with an exhale of relief, the throbbing of his headache already dissipating. ]


What were you saying, Esper?
Edited 2015-09-24 06:34 (UTC)
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[personal profile] pulsegatling 2015-09-25 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ As planned, Esper is much calmer when he speaks again, sparing Mastermind's head from any further aching. His reaction is the same as it always is, and he can't help but appreciate how genuine it is no matter how many times they kiss.

Just to see it again, he switches his hold on Esper's hand, exchanging it for the one being used to fix his hair, and places a gentle kiss on the inside of his wrist. ]


Dinner, hm? It seems you already started without me. [ Nodding in the direction of the ice cream. Eating it straight from the container, Esper? Really? He rolls his eyes in mock annoyance, releasing Esper's hand. ]

Anything in particular you'd like to eat?
pulsegatling: <user name=vertebral> (03.)

can mm smile and not look evil

[personal profile] pulsegatling 2015-11-09 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
Your teeth are going to rot if all you eat is dessert.

[ He says this with a teasing smirk, releasing Esper's hand after giving it a quick squeeze.

There's a brief pause when Esper kisses his forehead, but Mastermind follows it up by anchoring his chin down, finishing what Esper wouldn't start with one last kiss. ]


Shall we order in and catch up together while we wait, then?
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the same goes for esper

[personal profile] pulsegatling 2015-11-09 09:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Esper's embrace is tight around his neck, and Mastermind can't get over how cute he is, how very much his Esper is. Every fiber of Esper's being belongs to him, he thinks, allowing his arms to snake around his waist, tugging him closer until there is no space between them.

In a low voice, he asks: ]


Were you lonely while I was gone?
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tfw no appropriate icons for domestic shit

[personal profile] pulsegatling 2015-11-10 09:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ He accepts the swift kiss with welcome lips, removing one of his arms from Esper's waist to raise a hand and cradle his cheek, stroking idly with his thumb. ] That's good- I don't enjoy being away for so long every day..

[ It's a typical 9 to 5 office job, but leaving Esper on his own doesn't settle well with him- imagine, what if he were to wander out and meet the wrong people? That would be unacceptable.

These thoughts trail off as Esper gifts him with another kiss, which is accepted just as gratefully as he motions to move them towards the living room. ]


I love you too, Esper.