dogoftherevolution

[dogoftherevolution]

“you know i don’t know anything about those color things right?” vander laughs, lightheartedly rolling his eyes as he goes back to softly running his fingers over silco’s.

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

he runs his thumb over the bony, pale knuckles of silco’s hand, an attempt at soothing both himself and his boyfriend subconsciously. vander doesn’t break the silence this time, letting it rest between them as he stares into silco’s eyes.

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

“i’d figured,” vander nods, resting his face against his palm and bracing himself against the counter. “you’re not exactly a baby blue kind of person.”

despite the light quip, his face is soft with admiration and fondness, and he he picks another sentence up right as he finishes the other.

“i’m sure she appreciates you coming to see her so often,” vander smiles. “i’d take you to visit my mother too, if i could.”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

vander hums in sympathy, nodding with his face marred with softness. he waits for silco to finish rambling as he cleans two more glasses, letting the silence simmer between them for a little before he calmly goes back to speaking.

“i’d be glad to meet her either way,” he says with a small shrug. “zombie or not, she sounds like a wonderful woman.”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

putting a now dry glass down on one of the rickety shelves, he turns to silco, smiling.

“of course,” vander walks a little closer, moving the other’s black hair off of his forehead and gently kissing the exposed skin before going back to his duty. “i’d be honored to meet her.”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

his face softens at the mention of silco’s mother, finishing up his job on the counter and moving to washing the cups that had been left at the sink through the night. humming in accordance, he urges him to continue.

“so that’s where you get your beautiful face from.”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

“still sounding remarkably like a kid for someone who’s almost 30, aren’t you?” laughing, vander leaves the rag atop the counter and beds to look through one of the bottom shelves. upon finding a sealed jar of olives, he opens it with ease and places the jar in front of silco.

“here you are, now stop whining and let me finish my job, hm?”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

vander smiles fondly at the sight, rolling his eyes jokingly as he turns around, fetches a bowl of peanuts, places them in front of silco and continues to wipe down the counter without a second thought.

“that’s the best you’re getting here, house special.”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

picking up a discarded rag and walking back behind the counter, vander starts on his new duty of cleaning the bartop with a smile on his face.

“anything else you want to add to your order? an olive on a skewer, perhaps? an orange slice?” he jokes.

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

the smile that envelops vander’s features is almost sickeningly sweet, and he breathes a light kiss atop silco’s nose with a gentle chuckle.

“it’s no bother, i can do it by myself,” he smiles, soft and crooked and lopsided. “you just sit back and relax.”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

he gives silco a strong kiss to the cheek, nuzzling into him like a dog asking for scratches. his hands cradle the other’s smaller body to his, holding him close and gently nudging his nose along the side of his neck.

“what a shame it would be…” he hums, breathing in the scent of sweat and work and silco for a few seconds before continuing. “feeling a bit better?”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

with an easy smile, vander runs his thumb over silco’s knuckles, free hand absentmindedly twirling a strand of black hair. he kisses the crown of his head a few times as he speaks, breaking his sentences into small chunks.

“thankfully i don’t think he’ll need to, the boyfriend is too smitten to ever think of living without him.”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

with a kiss to his temple, vander hums, nodding along to his words without much thought to it.

“oh Janna, how will his boyfriend ever live without him? that sounds positively awful.”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

“if you fall, we’ll fall together,” he chuckles, relishing in the closeness and holding silco to his chest. “you’re gonna be fine.”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

vander hums, chest rumbling slightly with the sound, and pulls silco a little closer, slowly swaying back and forth and making the barstool between them spin with every movement.

he raises his head to press a kiss to the crown of his head, whispering comforting words into it. “the mines are awful, but at least you’re home. with me.”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

vander rests his arm against silco’s collar, standing behind him and gently letting his head fall and land on his shoulder. he chuckles.

“you don’t have to get up.” the hand not gripping silco’s takes hold of his hip, thumb lightly running back and forth over the fabric of his shirt

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.

[dogoftherevolution]

“always.” he mumbles, laying another kiss to his lips before leaning back again. he looks at the jukebox in the corner of the room and a smile creeps up onto his lips.

vander runs his thumb over his knuckles, squeezing silco’s hand lightly before giving him a small mock-bow.

“can i have this dance?”

Silco stomps into the bar, his footfalls were more exhausted than angry.

"Vander," he greets as he slumps down on a bar stool, taking his helmet off and attempting to place it on the stool next to him. the minimal effort he put forth was returned by the way the object fell to the ground at the feet of his stool.

he was too tired to grab it so instead he just leaned his head down on the bar.

"it's a red wine occasion." he grumbled.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

(hi hi hi ash :D sorry its been so long!!!)

with a small chuckle, vander dries his hands on the towel he was holding and throws it onto his shoulder, bending down to fetch silco’s wine and fill a glass with it.

“anything else i can do for you, milady?” he says, theatrical, as he moves to the other side of the bar to retrieve the helmet from the ground and rest it on the counter.