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icariandean‌:

“oh, it is?” he wiggled his eyebrows this time, finger trailing up from keith’s chest to his chin, leaning towards like he was going to kiss him before smiling wide and pulling back, leaving him handing. “game on.” he smirked, then turning and heading towards the game, getting into the pretend race car seat like it was a real, important race he was heading into.

“suck it!” he cheered as he looked at the result on the end of the game, hitting the wheel triumphly as he looked over at his boyfriend. “i think you owe me a pizza, muscles.”

keith was frozen in his spot, thinking his boyfriend was going to kiss him in that moment. except he ended up sighing in defeat when dean turned around to go play the game. if anything, it was always the car racing games that got them so competitive. the winner was always so unpredictable with how good they both were. the difference was very small, and yet he lost the game again. keith banged his head against the wheel dramatically, groaning in annoyance at himself for not winning. “gods, i almost won-” he sighed, lifting his head up and pouting at his boyfriend. “fine.” he said, acting like he was truly upset. he really wasn’t. he loved to see dean being happy like that whenever he wins. “one big pizza for our handsome champion.” he smiled at him. “wanna play a few other games before we go?”

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icariandean‌:

dean lent against the wall, watching as his boyfriend really made a show of it. and it was a show he definitely enjoyed, especially from the front row. he shamelessly nodded his head suggestively when he wiggled his eyebrows, the pair of them so painfuly obviously together to any who glanced their way. “okay, i might lose this game, but you’re hot, so i think i’m a winner regardless.” he commented as he watched the score go up, rolling his eyes at the high number he got. “is there even a point?” he huffed, waiting for it to reset before taking his spot to have a go.

as expected, he lost, and was quick to drag keith over to the basketgame. he made sure to really show off about it, doing it one handed at some points, and then even covering his eyes for one go just to rub it in. “okay, so it’s one point each… what game decides the winner?” 

keith was awful at basketball, or most sports regardless. but he really tried his best. it didn’t help that dean was doing it with his eyes closed and still winning. keith huffed at the end of the round, shoulders slumped. “of course you’d win... it’s attractive how you just know you’re good at it, though.” he grinned at him, leaning down to kiss his cheek. “car racing? we’re both good at it, so...” 

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icariandean‌:

dean narrowed his eyes, like he was trying to figure out an argument, but instead he huffed loudly in defeat. “fine, have your game, show off. but if i lose because of it, i will not be afraid to use the pout.” he poked his side. “and i pick the basketball game.” he added, knowing just who had the better aim out of the pair of them.

“oh, come on, that’s not fair! you know how i feel about the pout!” he whined, jumping a little when dean poked his side. for someone who looked so tough and strong, he was extremely ticklish. “fine, basketball it is. only because we can even out the stakes.” keith definitely knew he was going to lose the basketball game anyway. dean did archery, of course he had better aim. but now, he wanted to show off and impress his boyfriend. he dragged him all the way to the punchbag game and started it. he pushed his long sleeves up and flexed his arms a little, wiggling his eyebrows at dean, before finally punching it with as hard as he could.

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rumour has it dean's never shot you with his arrow

“i... well- uh...” he blushed. 

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do you think you and dean would ever break up again?

“nope. never. i won’t let it happen again.”

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icariandean‌:

“the only time i’d let you beat my ass is in the backseat later.” dean joked with a glance over his shoulder, a little skip in his step from how proud he was over his ability to always crack a joke. “hm…” his finger poked into his own cheek, lips pouted, like he was thinking really hard. “i think more than one game. and you’re not allowed to choose that punching bag game, mr big muscles over there.”

“deanie!” keith gasped, looking like dean had just said something so scandalous and controversial. he genuinely couldn’t stop looking at the smaller boy with the most endeared and in love smile ever, finding even his thinking face adorable. “but... but i like that game!" he whined. “what? are you scared i’m gonna steal a point from you so quickly with my big muscles?” 

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icariandean‌:

he raised his eyebrows in surprise when keith opened the door and offered his hand, doing his very best to act genuinely surprised and flattered. “oh, my. what a gentleman.” he placed one hand over his heart and the other in keith’s palm, stepping out of the truck. he grinned back at him as a little giggle escaped from his lips, nudging keith with his shoulder as he intertwined their fingers now they were out and ready to go. “i’m simply too attracted to you to find anything like that embarrassing. you’re adorable.” he answered before tugging on his hand. “now, let’s go. i’m excited to beat your ass.”

he loved that dean went along with the joke, it’s why he loved being with him so much. they could joke around like this and be silly without being embarrassed. keith closed the door and locked the car, his other hand tightly holding dean’s. “good.” he grinned. it was clear in his eyes from just the way he looked at him that he was so in love with him. “oh, i don’t think so. i’m beating your ass.” he rushed behind him into the arcade. keith was competitive when it came to games like this, and he knew dean was too. it’s why he loved coming here with him. “three rounds on the usual game and we can settle the loser? or should we do more than one game?”

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icariandean‌:

“and wait it shall, i’m holding you to that.” dean winked, never missing a chance to flirt. it was a wonder that he wasn’t a son of aros or aphrodite sometimes. “arcade, duh. winner pays.” he half joked, grabbing his jacket from the footwell. he watched with amusement as his boyfriend sped out the car, assuming he was just excited to go as he got himself out of the truck. but then he was met with a pout and whining, and he couldn’t resist the urge to reach up and pinch one of keith’s cheeks. “alright, you big oversized baby.” he spoke as he got back into his seat, reaching for the car door handle. “go ahead, romance me.” he smiled as he shut the door again, waiting inside the truck.

he resisted the urge to smile and kept pouting when dean pinched his cheek. however, the smile immediately took over when dean got back in the car to give him a second chance at this. if this was any other person, they’d be embarrassed about this, but not keith. he might be shy sometimes, but dean brought the dorkiness out of him. he took a deep breath and returned back to the door on the driver’s side, opening and closing the door again, as if he had just got out of the car. knowing dean was watching, he pushing his slightly long hair back with one hand and walked back to the passenger side, acting as cool as he could. he opened the door for dean and offered him his other hand. “shall we start this date?” he asked in such a cheesy way, trying to be serious, except his big grin returned, and he couldn’t take himself seriously at all. “i hope that wasn’t embarrassing to you.” he laughed. 

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icariandean‌:

“i would never joke about marriage. you know i used to have commitment issues.” he joked, before leaning back properly in the seat again, staring out of the window with a twinkle in his eyes. even with the life they led, and everything they had on the daily, dean couldn’t get used to it. he couldn’t stop feeling a buzz from being up in the sky like this, in keith’s old truck he’d gotten so used to over the years. he has only just gotten his seatbelt off when all of a sudden there were hands on him, and he giggled into the kiss for a second before melting into it. his hands found their way onto keith’s chest, fists curling around his shirt a little as he returned the enthusiasm. he stayed like that for a while, before pulling back with a heavy sigh, bumping his nose against keith’s. “okay, you gotta cut that out or we’ll never make it to the date. me and this backseat, honestly…”

“i know... i just can’t believe you want to marry me, camp halfblood’s biggest idiot.” he chuckled. keith was truly his happiest whenever he was with dean. if he had the ability to glow like the son of apollo, he would be a big, beacon of gay energy that constantly glowed whenever he saw the other boy. and if he could kiss him for hours, he really would. except he was reminded that they had a date to go to, and he really didn’t want to miss that. “the backseat can wait, baby.” he joked, a wide grin on his face after he leaned back in to peck his nose and gently squish his cheeks. he was always endeared like that with dean. “alright, what’s first? arcade or pizza?” he asked, turning off the car and opening the door. keith, being the big romantic that he is, slammed his door shut and ran to the other side to open the door before dean could. except in the time it took him to get there, his boyfriend was already out, making keith stand there with his shoulders slumped and a dramatic pout on his face again. “let me be romantic for once!” 

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icariandean‌:

“oh, sally. you say the sweetest things.” he put on a southern, high pitched accent, fluttering his eyelashes in keith’s direction before cracking up laughing at his joke. “that must be it.” not able to resist, he lent over then to kiss his cheek, humming in agreement. the response he got to his big romantic confession only made him want to keep going, loving it when he threw him off guard. “but it’s true,” he pouted cutely. “i am going to marry you. going to put a ring on that finger and declare my undying love for you forever. i’ll be mr machine man’s husband, mr dean jobs.”

keith couldn’t help but laugh yet again, finding the way he did that accent too funny. his cheeks turned slightly pink when dean kissed him, as if this boy doesn’t kiss him all the damn time. he doesn’t know why he got flustered like that. “oh shit, you said mr dean jobs. you must really mean it!” keith said with a surprised grin. he knew he shouldn’t be so surprised when they’ve really declared their love for each other on a daily basis, sometimes subtly and other times so outrageously. “you’re lucky we’re at our destination. i won’t let you go just like that.” he took a deep breath, trying to keep it together until they at least landed. once the car was on the ground and visible again to any mortals, keith found the closest parking spot to the diner they always went to and stopped there. that’s when he took his seatbelt off and leaned over to put his hands on his boyfriend’s cheeks and kiss him so deeply. 

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icariandean‌:

“that’s the correct answer.” he patted the other boy’s head, looking pleased with himself that he’d gone with that response. he was beaming as he looked out of the windows at what was below them, safe in the comfort of the car that almost felt like a second home by now. “sally is a goddess.” he nodded, patting the dashboard. he glanced at his skin, only realising when keith pointed it out, scrunching his nose up cutely. “why is it always you, huh?” he giggled, getting flustered and fridgety like he did whenever he was called cute like that. “you’re incredible, keith nam. i’m gonna marry the hell out of you someday, you know that?” 

“sally says thank you, she loves you.” he replied, although he frowned and jokingly hit the steering wheel. “back off, sally.” keith’s smile was so wide at the sight of his glowing boyfriend, always happy to know that he was somehow the cause of it. “because other people suck at making you as happy as i make you?” he suggested, sheepish grin on his face. his smiled dropped and turned in a shocked, ‘O’ shape at what he heard. “holy smokes, deanie! please don’t say things like that while i’m flying this car, i’ll cry.” 

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dean felt like he was experiencing too much at once, both exhilarated by the adrenaline pumping through his veins and also a little scared of being up so high in something that felt so wrong to being in the skies. “i might shit myself.” he joked, looking at his boyfriend again. “and hes not even got both hands on the wheel! if this is the day i die, i’m gonna haunt your ass, i swear. and not just to stop you kissing other boys.” he was being playful in his mock annoyance, his grin so wide. he rolled down the window just enough to feel wind of his face, though it hit him too hard and he quickly put it back up again, but now he was buzzing, not even noticing part of that feeling was his skin starting to glow. his pumped his fist in the air, cheering for his boyfriend’s newest creation.

keith laughed, putting both hands on the wheel yet again. “bold of you to think i would be kissing other boys!” he complained jokingly. “don’t worry, okay? it’s safe. i’ve tested it out a few times already. i wouldn’t take you on it if it wasn’t safe.” keith tried to focus on where he was flying the car, but glanced at dean only to see him being blown back by the wind and closing the window so fast, making him laugh at him. “it’s fun isn’t it!” he truly couldn’t stop smiling, so happy with how this turned out. “and mortals can’t even see us until we land! arthur weasley’s car? looks like junk compared to sally.” the way dean started to glow proved to him just how happy he’d made him, and keith was happy to have a good start to a date. “you’re glowing so much, baby. you’re so cute.” 

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icariandean‌:

“not after you did whatever you tried to do to my slippers and they caught on fire.” he couldn’t resist the chance to tease him for that, even if he had never been mad in that situation, the whole thing was too funny to him to care about. “i already did a lot of riding last night, i’m tired.” he huffed like he was worn out, but soon his troublesome smile had taken over his sharp features. he clicked in the seatbelt and sat back, though his head was turned to watch as keith hyped himself up. but then the truck was tilting as his hands gripped the edges of his seat. “shit, shit, shit.” he held his breath as it took off, giving it a few seconds before he let out a loud ‘what the fuck’ as his face was practically pressed against the window. “we’re fucking flying?!”

“that was an accident!” he protested, huffing. keith should be used to dean saying explicit things like this out of the blue, but he still somehow couldn’t stop his ears from turning red at the simple thought of what happened the night before. keith held the wheel tightly as he kept the truck in control in the air, laughing loudly. “we’re flying, baby!!” he yelled. once he was sure they were safe in the air, he let one hand go to grab dean’s. “are you okay?” 

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dean was turned sideways in his seat, taking the oppotunity to stare at his boyfriend whilst he looked so excited about something. he squinted when he heard a ‘but’, getting ready to protest until he saw him fiddling around with buttons. “keith, what the hell have you done now?” he asked him with a little laugh, reaching over fix a strand of his hair just as an excuse to touch him. “how could you even add anything more to this truck?”

“hey, don’t you trust me?” he pouted dramatically for a short moment like he always did whenever dean questioned him like that. “it’s gonna be awesome, i promise. i’ve been working on this for a year.” keith grabbed the hand touching his hair and kissed the back of it. “now strap in, baby. we’re going on a ride.” he let go of dean’s hand, and he sped down the road that led out of the campsite. “don’t embarrass me again, sally. i’m begging.” he muttered. keith pulled the steering wheel as if he was in a plane, and the truck slowly took off in the air. keith was grinning the entire time, and cheered when he actually did it. he looked over at dean to see his reaction to his achievement. 

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keith sat in the driver’s seat of his beloved yellow pickup truck, grinning at his boyfriend who was sitting next to him. “i know i said i’m taking you on a pizza and arcade date in the city, but,” he trailed off, pressing a few buttons that he added in recently, and they honestly made his car seem a little too complicated to be a normal one. “you need to see this new cool update!”

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icariandean‌:

dean was the one to whine quietly this time when keith from on top of him, even though he couldn’t really pretend to hate being wrapped up in his arms. especially when he was glowing as much as he was. “i’m adorable, i know,” he replied. “but did it have to ruin the make out session heating up? i was getting into that.” 

“shh, it didn’t ruin it.” he laughed softly, propping himself up again to look at him. “i just can’t get over it when you glow. it makes you prettier.” keith admitted, wanting to let him know just how much he loved it whenever this happened, and how much it made him happy to know it was because of him. but just like dean wanted, keith leaned down and went back to what he was doing earlier, now melting against his lips as he kissed him again.