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[wiseoldbartender]

Husk

Fuck off.

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FROM: SUBJECT: FLINS Husk. I'm not sure I know how... FLINS Lottery Number, Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth... ZEVRAN Were you, by chance, aware that your beloved... FLINS It is January 17th, 2025 CE FLINS January 10, 2026 CE FLINS January 3, 2026 CE FLINS December 27, 2025 CE FLINS December 20, 2025 CE ALASTOR Good day, old friend! FLINS December 13, 2025 CE FLINS December 06, 2025 CE SHROUD/HARU I was told you had a pest problem. FLINS November 29, 2025 CE ZEVRAN My dearest of furred friends! FLINS For the sake of convenience... FAMILY CHAT So we got a pig now. LAPIS I know you don't want a big fuss... EDWARD If you want to talk about it or... DIARMUID I heard what happened. CEREZA Knock knock, my little Sourpuss~ CAMILLA Say, Husk, you wouldn't happen to have any recommendations... LAPIS Father's Day SAMPO/LAPIS/JINWOO Husker Agapov. On the next night in... LAPIS Are you at your place right now? EUNIE how's this month's mission mildred

TO: SUBJECT: FLINS Y'know how you think shit can't possibly... ZEVRAN WEE WOO WEE WOO FLINS Okay Baby, I'm gonna need you to do me a solid... JUN Flins asked me to message you... JINWOO Jinwoo, get your ass here... SHROUD Whatever higher power is in control... FAM CHAT What does it mean when you dream DIARMUID So. Are we gonna talk about the thing. FAM CHAT Weird request. One of you needs to come... BLADE Got a sword from that sketchy shopkeeper. ELLIOT Hey, Elliot. Think shit's calmed down enough... DIARMUID Order came. At Jinwoo's place. LAPIS That FUCKING son of a BITCH HUA CHENG Shit's getting bad. LAPIS One of those flying boxes gave me a new phone EUNIE You might wanna stay away from your regular place for a while.

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[wiseoldbartender]

[ A rumbling laugh bubbles out of Husk's chest at that comment, grinning ear to ear, his claws finding one of the longer strands of Flins' hair, to tangle lightly around it. ]

They do say that. 'S a big rule and everything. But maybe you've earned a little treat after all this time. I don't hear you complaining.

[They're pretty well practised in letting each other be the exceptions to their rules, it's true. At this point, what's a few more?

Husk may feel a little uneasy about being protected himself - two lifetimes of self-loathing working hard against him - but the fact Flins is willing to help protect his family really does mean everything. Further proof that he made the right choice in letting his man into the most precious part of his life.

And he will repay that in kind. Flins wards will become his, and woe betide anyone who brings them harm. ]

Hmmm, I do say. [ This is so damn comfortable, he doesn't think he's felt this relaxed in... ever. He has no intention of moving any time soon.] Uh huh. If you call sitting in damp air cozy.

[lanternae]

[Flins bites his lip, listening to that deep laugh reach his ears. How did this man's mere voice manage to capture him so. It should be the reverse.]

Oh, I'm not. Merely surprised that I get such special treatment, is all.

[He could stay like this forever, chuckling with this man and basking in his warmth as they wait for Christmas morning to truly start. Being a little indulgent, he leans just a bit closer to peck Husk on the nose.]

Don't give them all away at once. There's no fun in that.

[He chuckles at the mention of his lighthouse.]

Hey now. I'm making efforts to...add some quality of life. You should be proud of me.

[wiseoldbartender]

[ Husk is very aware of the effect his baritone has on people. Especially Flins. He feels no small amount of pride in catching the fae bite his lip. Good. Struggle. ]

You get a free pass on account of the fact you let me see you naked.

[ It's not just that, not by a long shot. He's more than happy to stay here as long as he can get away with, too - it's nice, it's so nice. The kiss to his nose brings a smile to his lips, a crinkle around his eyes as the smile reaches there. ]

Alright. I reckon I can drag them out a while for you, make them worth waiting for.

[ That pulls a snort of laughter out of him. ]

Oh yeah? This I gotta hear. What, pray tell, have you done to the ice box to add some quality of life to it?

[lanternae]

[You are cruel, indeed, Husk. He'll remember this the next time he waxes poetry.]

Is that all it took? To think how far I could've gone in your Order days if I had simply shown my wrists.

[Flins' hands find the claws of his cat, threading their fingers together as he chuckles, refusing to remove his forehead from his.]

I'll have you know I have a fireplace that never goes out. It merely has to be tended to, and even then it will keep burning.

[wiseoldbartender]

[ He has to have some ace up his sleeve to defend himself from Flins everything. If that means being a little cruel? So be it. He snorts out a laugh. ]

You're so right. A little show of your pale Victorian wrists and I woulda been putty in your hands. More fool you for missing out on that trick.

[Oh. Husk likes that a lot. He lets their fingers thread together, giving a little squeeze in response too. That's nice. This is nice. As the rest their heads together the purr starts up again, and he'll let it happen without complaint this time.]

Well, alright, Kyryll, I'll give you that one, that sound cosy. Still ain't insulated, though, is it?

[lanternae]

[As if to playfully prove their point, Flins moves his hand in that grasp so that Husk's claws hook to the edge of his glove, letting it be pulled on. Slowly.]

You still can be, my favourite feline.

[He could listen to that purr for hours. He has, actually. It's lulled him into a post coital nap quite a few times.]

Is the fire not enough?

[wiseoldbartender]

[ Husk's eyes quickly drop to where Flins is hooking his claws into his glove. A wide grin crosses his features as he makes a point of very slowly pulling his claw forward, pulling the glove off with pointed slowness. ]

My, my, are you trying to woo me Kyryll? It feels like you're trying to woo me with your delicate wrists~

[ Husk has so many hang-ups about his cat features. He could list them all day. But if anyone can make him not hate them so much, it'll be Flins. All with little things like that, finding comfort and pleasure in the things Husk finds offputting and weird. Eventually, the message might just get through. ]

I don't feel the cold so it's fine for me. But the people you got coming back and two will feel it. Without insulation, that fire won't do much good. It'd be like having it burning with all the doors and windows wide open - all that heat just escapes and leaves everything damp.

[lanternae]

[Like a maiden being asked for her hand, Flins lets Husk pull off his glove, his pale, delicate fingers reaching to brush against Husk's arm fur. He had to behave, certainly, but a little tease couldn't hurt.]

Is it working?

[That would take time, for sure, but Flins had all the time in the world to soak in the warmth of this mans fur, or the glossy texture of his feathers. He wasn't worried about Husk disliking them for right now. He just needed to see just how dashing it all made him look.]

Mm. That's a shame. I quite like the drafty air.

Maybe I'll look into it, then. Sir AZ has returned to this city and has stated his worry about the lighthouse. I'll just...drop some hints. Possibly.

[wiseoldbartender]

[ Husk is pleased to remove the glove, carefully disposing it on the table. The fingers in his fur pull a contented hum out of him. They have to behave, but there is still plenty they can do while still behaving. Husk's eyes sparkly mischievously, before he pulls Flins hand gently to his face, where he presses a kiss on that exposed wrist. ]

Oh, yeah. [ It's rumbled out, low and smooth, his eyes flicking up to meet his partner's.] I am feeling very wooed right now. You're doing an amazing job.

[ At least they had nothing but plenty of time. And Flins was already doing such a good job of it.]

Hmmmm, I have noticed.

I'm not surprised. It's unhinabitable for anyone that's not you and Casimir. Honestly surprised he doesn't bitch about the state of the lighthouse more to you. [ The damp is not very cat-friendly, Flins. His smile widens. ] Well~ Look at it his way. You get that place less miserable, and maybe I'd be inclined to spend more time there. With you. Food for thought.

[lanternae]

And here I thought I simply fell into this scenario by chance. Perhaps I have a talent at flirting to get your attention.

[His eyes close at that kiss, his fingers cupping Husk's cheek and threading fingers through the fur there. He could only imagine how soft it'd feel once he started combing regularly.]

Alas, I can't understand his speech, but I'm sure he's more than once complained about it. That said, he takes his apprentice duties seriously despite.

...

That. Is a sound argument.

[wiseoldbartender]

I promise you that without a shadow of a doubt, you very much have that talent, Baby.

[He's been given a lovely little comb now for just that - soon he won't have to imagine it at all. He got the cat properly groomed, and he should be proud of that. Husk leans into the touch with a soft, happy him.]

Oh, I would put good money on the fact he's bitched about it. Serious as he takes his work, it's still cold as balls in there.

[ He chuckles, one hand moving to rest on Flin's chest, eyebrows raising. ]

Hmmmm thought that might help sway it. You throw in a good bed in the mix too, and you might even get me to stay the night if you play your cards right~