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[the_deadeye]

Things that he looks forward to after any job is the ability to make an actual good meal instead of small snacks due to focusing, a comfy bed, and civilian clothes. However when of the better parts was the possibility of calling up a certain university student that has maintained his attention and certainly being considered his though that fact was rather kept to himself than anything. That very person was the reason why he was ecstatic that the three days of hunting and scouting had ended so he can hit up his main safe house in the city.

A quick message is sent over in order to notify that the coast is clear and he's back at what he would consider his home. Then it's cleaning up his weapons and stowing them away before starting to even think about the process of stripping off his gear. However the better choice is to quickly get it off before snagging a shower to further de-merc himself, sighing contently at the warm water and taking his time. It's after checking his watch that he grumbles at his carelessness and waste of time to make him get dried off and scramble for clothes.

He had no idea when his boyfriend was going to show up and the last thing he wants to do is be found either in the damn shower or well coming out of it. So definitely getting on a pair of sweats if anything which is more so a fuss of grumbling and stumbling as he attempts to find something comfortable and suitable.

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[ambitious_muse]

Sigma nibbles his earlobe for that one.

[the_deadeye]

"Thought as much," he hums contently. Sigma is deposited onto the bed and a kiss is stolen before he throws the blankets over him with a smirk. Then it's off to make the call for food.

[ambitious_muse]

The kiss is over far too quickly, but he doesn't complain. Food is on its way, and knowing Jersey's tastes, it'll be worth the brief separation. Sigma burrows under the blankets to wait for him.

[the_deadeye]

"Alright I hope pizza is fine," Jersey calls before returning the bedroom. A brow being raised at the nestled up man in the bed. "Or should have I ordered tacos to go with my Sigma burrito?"

[ambitious_muse]

"You do like your cheese," he teases back. "Pizza sounds delicious."

[the_deadeye]

"That's not the only thing I like though," he scoffs. Slipping underneath all of the blankets, his arms wrap around Sigma to pull him in close and drink in his warmth. It helped soothe the few aches from the job.

[ambitious_muse]

"I noticed," he says. "Good thing I like you, too." He runs a hand along Jersey's broad shoulders, tugging him close.