𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞 ╱ ᵇʸ 𝐙͟𝙴͟𝚁͟𝙾

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ “Guess I’m not much good at stealing.” He muttered as they walked away from Pink Paws Heist. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ His two tones eyes softened upon seeing that solemn face, having to look away before the power ensnared him. “Alright money bags, you own me the fanciest sandwich in Hethereau.” ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ The agent was ready to ragequit. Instead he simply turned on his heels and stormed out of the building. His ears picking up the laughter of Chiz and Zero. He was leaning against a wall, going through all the scenarios, while waiting. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ “I need a fucken sandwich before we continue.” A few citizens in the bank, creeky head turned towards the man swearing. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎

⠀ ⠀❛ hmm~ ﹖ grinning like what ﹖ ❜ his very purposeful grin is replaced by a small puckering of lips —— for once, not a silent plea for kissies, but a feigned sort of curious innocence. ⠀❛ i'm not really sure what "grin" you're talking about, and anyway ⠀

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ “DEAD RAT!” He screamed and threw the cushion at the body, only for it to make the fuzzy thing land on the ground. To which Chaos’ feet started prancing like the carpet suddenly became lava. + ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎

⠀ ⠀❛ "everything tastes better when it's fed to you by your sweetheart~" ❜ he's not sure if anyone actually say that at all, but it *sounds real enough to him. even taking another small bite doesn't wipe the playful grin from his lips. ⠀

⠀ jeez. even when you insult me, you're adorable... 〔 kiss kiss kiss ﹗ 〕 ⠀