"It certainly worked out for you," he murmurs, quite happily moving to push into each and every little touch that he's giving him right now. He never thought he could be this relaxed or this... happy of all things in his afterlife, but evidently he just needed to run into the right person.
"Just for you, baby." Which isn't an entire lie, of course. "Merry Sinsmas or whatever-the-fuck."
"I won't tell no one," he promises, enjoying that he gets to see this side of Husk that feels deeper than the side he usually shows off, no hiding behind that grumpy face.
"Happy Sinsmas," he agrees, not sure all this sentimental and cuddly stuff exactly fits with the spirit of Sinmas, but who says they can't make it their own?
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Date: 2024-12-24 06:29 pm (UTC)"Just for you, baby." Which isn't an entire lie, of course. "Merry Sinsmas or whatever-the-fuck."
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Date: 2024-12-28 05:35 am (UTC)"Happy Sinsmas," he agrees, not sure all this sentimental and cuddly stuff exactly fits with the spirit of Sinmas, but who says they can't make it their own?