Hey there! The name's Erin, but you can call me Broadway.
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#g... giddy up?
Giddy up inde--
#save a horse ride a cowboy?
*laughs softly and saunters in to straddle Greed’s lap*
Sounds perfect to me. ❤
*SMOOCH*
entr-acte-broadway:
Hey there handsome. ❤
Nice catch~
You ready for a rough ride?
#Happy anniversary Greedy ❤#❤❤❤
–Gonna–
… Oh.
[wheezes; places hat in lap]
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Hey there handsome. ❤
Nice catch~
You ready for a rough ride?
[flops onto bed, clearly exhausted… but also more jovial than usual]
Are you kidding me? Why do you think I’ve been gone all day? Broady and I went everywhere. Parks, dancing, dinner, movies…
[shy smile]
… Renewed our vows again.
Couldn’t’ve asked for a better day…
… Haven’t seen Broady since we got home, though. Wonder where he…
–MMPH!
[sits up abruptly, vaguely annoyed]
What the… what’s this hat doing here? I swear if it’s another one of those curses, I’m gonna–
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sweetredbeans replied to your post: Hmm? Whats…? Oh! It’s a tiny horse! *stares...
I’m sorry your horse died
I appreciate your condolences. I feel like I should have done better. I came from a farm, after all. What kind of farm boy am I if I can't keep a horse alive?
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Hmm?
Whats...?
Oh! It’s a tiny horse!
*stares intently at computer screen and plays*
...
*pauses to gulp down entire mug of coffee*
--!!
WAIT.
WAIT NO.
YOU ONLY MADE TWO POOPS. HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE???
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entr-acte-broadway:
The younger one’s face flushed at the motion, but he smiled all the same. Erin glanced at the timer on his phone. The still had half an hour until the turkey was ready.
“So… you want to unwrap your present?” He all but purred.
Well that didn’t take long. Honestly he wasn’t sure there would ever be a time when they didn’t act like teenage lovers.
And here he’d only been teasing.
Welp.
He snorted and leaned in for a kiss, his body following through with the motion, gently pushing Broadway back against the couch, and…
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greed-ler:
Greed felt himself nibble on his own lip as he was made to sit, then given one of the (many) wrapped boxes from the pile beneath their tree. It was painfully apparent which were for whom, as somewhere along the way he’d given up on actually attempting to wrap things and instead opted for gaudy gift bags and glittery tissue.
Upon receiving the box, he promptly peeled off the bow and stuck it to Broadway’s chest.
“Oh, for me?” he grinned, giving the shimmering ribbon a gentle tug. “Erin, you shouldn’t have…~”
The younger one’s face flushed at the motion, but he smiled all the same. Erin glanced at the timer on his phone. The still had half an hour until the turkey was ready.
“So.. you want to unwrap your present?” He all but purred.
Well that didn’t take long. Honestly he wasn’t sure there would ever be a time when they didn’t act like teenage lovers.
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greed-ler:
He nodded as Broadway listed everything off. Couldn’t argue there.
“I think,” he began, his own arms snaking around Broadway’s waist, “you’ve got everything perfectly planned out, huh?”
He didn’t quite care about the present aspect, but dinner was always appreciated, as was any time he got to spend with the other, regardless of season.
A few more smooches were stolen before Erin reluctantly pulled away to guide Greed to the couch.
“Wait right there,” he cooed, trotting happily over to the Christmas tree. There were so many presents under it. The two honestly had gone a little gift crazy. One day there were three for each of them. But then Erin threw a few more under, and then Greed threw a few more to match and it became and outright present war. After a while both of them had simply lost count.
He happy came over with a colorfully wrapped box with a golden ribbon, setting it in Greed’s lap.
“Merry Christmas.”
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greed-ler:
Watching the other beam and display his own silly sweater was enough for Greed to shrug off his own abomination and crack a grin. He reached out to run his fingers up the body of the sheep, then gently tap Broadway on the nose.
“You’re adorable,” he hummed, grin melting into a more heartfelt smile. Christmas wasn’t necessarily on the top of his list of favorite holidays, but watching–and getting caught up in–Broadway’s enthusiasm more than made up for it.
“So what’s next?”
He squeaked softly at the nose-tap and felt himself flushing softly at his husband’s complement. Erin was sure he would never get used to how much affection Greed showered him in. No matter what, he always adored it.
“Well, I have dinner in the oven. Maybe we could each open a present tonight while we’re waiting and then have Christmas dinner?” He suggested. After which, he leaned in to give Greed a loving smooch. “Mm, we can do the rest of the presents in the morning.”
He reached to slip his arms up around Greed’s shoulder; pulling the man in to nuzzle their noses together.
“What do you think?”
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“Don’t I always?” He cooed. But the actor turned businessman absolutely lit up when he saw his husband wearing the sweater. “It looks great on you!”
His grin only widened as he pulled on his own sweater. It had been one he’d found in a different store, but there was no way he could put it down after he’d seen it.
“What do you think of mine?”
“I was humming the song for a good half hour after I bought it. And you know... while I had it in my cart.”
Broadway had nearly been bouncing when he first pushed a flat box–one typically attributed to a gift of clothing–into Greed’s hands. In all honesty, he’d expected it, and generally enjoyed whatever his husband gave him; the pink suspenders from their very first Valentine’s Day as a couple were a staple in his wardrobe. This time, though…
He carefully slipped on his new Christmas sweater and rolled the sleeves to his elbows as he often did with his normal house sweaters. Something about this new one felt strangely familiar.
“You really went all out this year, huh?”
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WHERE CAN A BILLBOARD GET SOME GOOD BEAN WATER AROUND HERE!?!?!!!
Uhm… Greed? Do you know this guy?
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Where have you been all week? It's not like you to just disappear.
Well you seeee…
Someone may or may nor have handed us each a copy of Sun and Moon and we’ve been kinda sorta obsessively playing it together.
Lots of snuggles and lots of Pokemon.
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greed-ler:
Ah, jeeze, Broady…
[fidgets, face flushed; smiles]
… My bijou.
#you order and I'll set up the couch okay?
*smiles and smooches Greed’s nose*
You got it, Boss.
*steals another smooch before heading off to make the order*
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greed-ler:
[happily reciprocates]
That sounds great.
And then tomorrow we can go sho–
[pauses]
Wait, do you think the grocery will be just as crazy as the mall? You know, with Black Friday and all that.
Nah. As long as we go to a place that only has groceries, we’ll be fine.
*ten more smooches*
Or we can just order out tomorrow too. Either way, I’m thankful I’ve got you here with me.
*squeezes and nuzzles into Greed’s shoulder*
Without you I don’t think I would have really done anything with myself. I love you more than I can even describe.
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greed-ler:
How about we just have a nice, calm evening at home? Just you and me, maybe watch a movie or something. You know, appreciate what we’ve got here?
[rests his chin on Broadway’s shoulder]
Isn’t that what this whole thing’s about?
#... jeeze I sound like one of those hokey kid's programs
*pout slowly shifts to a smile*
Well..
*pulls Greed into 2 or 5 smooches*
Alright. But can we at least order some pizza?
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greed-ler:
Finally. No more of–
Waitwhat?
Broa–Erin, you don’t have to–hey, listen to m–!
[let’s Broadway stand, but refuses to let go of him; cups his cheek]
Ssshhh… Erin… it’s okay.
*pouts, leaning into the touch*
But it’s Thanksgiving. I always cook you a big dinner on thanksgiving.
*wraps his arms around the other’s waist to squeeze him*
I have to make sure I get a turkey before they’re all totally gone. As it is, the pickin’s will be pretty slim.
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greed-ler:
[squeezes Broadway close, trembling]
Are–are you okay? What–
… Your heart?
[perks up slightly; nuzzles against Broadway’s cheek]
And you’re warm.
Is… is it all over?
I guess it is.
*clings to Greed for a long minute*
Oh crap! I forgot about thanksgiving!
*reluctantly tries to squirm out of his arms*
I’ve gotta go get a Turkey and all of the trimmings so I can make you dinner tonight!
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greed-ler:
[slumps slightly; sighs]
You dork.
Still, I don’t think this is a good idea…
[glances at Broadway’s feet just as they lose contact with the ceiling]
Huh? What are you–?
–?!?
[WHEEZING]
*WHEEZE*
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