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And in return the wolf worries      g r e a t l y   for the archangel.     Not a day goes by he doesn't.       "Nah, the guy deserves his injuries."              Peter, however, didnt - of course.           His head falls forward,             forehead resting on Michael's shoulder.

Peter is a constant source of worry.                        Michael loves him, he does but he makes him worry more than is                             healthy. He presses a kiss to Peter’s ribs,                          his free hand moving to rest against the wolf’s hip.                     “Yeah, well, I’m not healing him. Even if you ask                                         nicely. You’re welcome.”

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"So..what, you're a merc? Or some guy who really needed some cash?" One and the same those two, though the merc's she'd met in her time had much more restraint than the latter. She hasn't quite decided which category he falls into for her. "Why are you help- trying to help me? You don't like me, nor care for me, nor even know me." She's not one for kindness to strangers without a catch.

                                    “Me? Oh, no, I had nothing against him, he had embezzled almost sixty thousand dollars from his company and his boss wanted me to make sure he wasn’t going to be taking any more money. You could take the cash, but there’s no telling if it’s serial numbers have been tagged yet.” He smiled at her, still leaning on the car, the picture of ease and relaxation. “I’m just trying to keep you from getting caught by the police.” 

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open? open?? opEN?? OPEN???

they’RE IN AN OPEN RELATIONSHIP NO BODY IS NOBODY ELSE’S MISTRESS

well

i mean sort of

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this should totally happen tho andpeteralmostshiftsonthewrongmoonoutofanger andthatwouldbebad

get out

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The look on his face is all too readable.           The angel's gotta learn to not be a                   o p e n  book.   His hands slide to tangle in Michael's hair, cheek pressed to his.                          "You too, so much."

"That’s noble of you, but really, it’s fine."

          He feels guilty now.                         Shouldn’t have reacted to that how he had. He tugs Peter closer, pressing light kisses to the line of the wolf’s neck.                    “Love you—.”

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Its barely even close to a threat, yet the mutant's fingertips buzz with static and her arms tense, ready to taze the fuck out of this guy. Great she had to go for the car owned by some crazy psycho's victim. "What'd you have against the guy?" She's not exactly sure what to say, she'll find money another way. Bust an ATM machine and skip the state again maybe. "They wouldn't be able to tie the loose cash to me, anyway."

                               “You know, you can have the cash, and the car if you want, but before you take it, you should know something.” Westley holds up the glittering car key, on a chain with a few other keys, enough that they jingle, all covered in blood. “The guy who owns both of those things just got shot and left in his swimming pool, so if you get caught with either, you’ll be the prime suspect.”

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Just buy Peter a leash?

Lo, no

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BRO THREE WAY THREAD WITH PETER INVOLVED??  SOUNDS HELLA AWESOME?????

foR RIGHT NOW

michael demands to be there if shit like that goes down okay demands so he can stop them from being stupid

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   She jumps.          Of course she does, she wasn't actually expecting anyone to                      stop or bother even looking her way.               She's not ashamed, not scared.           The mutant looks him straight in the eyes, back straight,                       eyebrows raised.                           "I want the cash in there."           She doesn't trust how easily he's giving this away.

                                       Westley leans against the car, right beside her, and taps her lightly on the back. “Excuse me, miss, if you want into my car, I can unlock the door for you? In terms of a get away car it’s great too. Nice engine. Zero to seventy faster than a cop car can manage.”

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    —…Dont mind her bent through the half open window of your car.             She’s trying to reach the cash placed stupidly in view                                                from the window.                  Its your fault or leaving it in plain view of lock-pick handy                                                    t h i e v e s.

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Should be doing drafts but uh...anyone want a thing?

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"Darling, don't cry."

        "Crying? Me?          I'm so not crying            You know who cries?             Babies.             I'm not a baby." He truly is crying. The lead up to the shift isn't pleasant,         and its still a day yet.

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"Darling don't cry."

         "You dont understand!                   You...You didn't hold her while she died                        you didn't feel her take her last breath                            you didn't hear her scream when the hunters found us.                                   You aren't the reason she died!"

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  She's just scared that         one day     she'll bump into someone          and break bones             hear crunching               screams               calls to her of                  M O N S T E R. She's heard it before                                            never again, please.    "I...my name is Sage...Whats yours?"

Her words did nothing but fill him with such a immense delight for her  level of kind was a rarity. " I’m fine. I promise. and   not it was just enough   question but here is    one for you. Name? “ 

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       "Of course it matters.              i dont wanna upset you."         Oh this angel is bringing out a                   caring side             in the wolf and he's really                     not sure how he feels                          about that.         "Tell me if I say somethin' you dont like                           and i'll not say it again."            And of course the wolf is responding similarly                his hands resting on the angels' shoulders.

“No.—-Yes. But it doesn’t

matter.”      And then he’s moving forward, wrapping his arms around the wolf and pressing a quick kiss to his temple. "It’s okay."

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Send me "Darling don't cry." And my muse will react to yours saying this and wiping away their tears after my muse got emotional over something. (Can be anything. Muns choice.)