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<grapjuic> hy its vamp
<grapjuic> say stuff i guss i dunno if ill chck it tho
<grapjuic> also how do u gt juic out of kybord my ky brok
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Huh? Establish the status? Ehhhhhh... you mean like, are we going steady or whatever? Do we even really have to?
[It's enough to him, he thinks, to have realized that Sparkling seems to return the feelings he's been trying to sweep aside for so long - and they can kiss! If uh, if Sparkling isn't a rabbit forever now, maybe. Anyway, Vampire's never been one to try to label or categorize everything. That just seems exhausting. But if Sparkling wants to, though...]
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I wouldn't call it that, so much...
["Going steady" puts an implication on them both that Sparkling feels might be...a little too restricting, especially when they're both so new to this to start. Not that he doesn't intend to be totally devoted to Vampire, if...they are what he hopes they are.
Either way, he imagines that's what Vampire is thinking. So he decides to clarify, stroking his paw through Vampire's hair.]
What I mean to ask...is if we are partners now, or not.
Boyfriends.
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Boyfriends...
[Then, in a flash - maybe a bit too fast; he still hasn't quite learned how to curb that urge to move at striking speed when excited - he's pulled himself upright, hands on Sparkling's shoulders as he almost pins him back against his own coils.]
Sparky!!! Are we boyfriends now?? I mean, can we be?? Can I tell people that??
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[Sparkling exclaims softly in spite of himself, the fluffy white and yellow fur all around the back of his neck and shoulders bristling with surprise when Vampire moves so suddenly towards him. As long as he's a Pooka, he won't be able to completely shake that immediate prey instinct, the compulsion to just go completely still in the hopes that a potential predator will drop the chase. But...he knows better than to think this really means anything, and thus forces himself to relax.
A hard thing to do when the topic at hand is enough to leave his heart pounding.]
I- I thought I was asking you that...
[He sighs, but...it's in a good natured way, his ears laying back against his head.]
...I would like it very much if we were. You can tell people as much as you'd like.