[ dont b rood. a smirk pulls jack's lips, and really, he knows chase too well to think he isn't pleased with himself for getting jack to come out here. not that it too jack much convincing at all. he's crawling up the mattress, over chase himself, and drapes over his body, legs tangling as a hand goes to slip under chase's sleep shirt and pull out the little toy Iron Man chest light. ]
Not quite yet. [ you being fucked. it can be arranged, but give him a sec, he's still sleepy. popping open the back of the light, he takes a look at said batteries, pulls them out, flips them, puts them back in and voilà, chest light. just gonna tuck it back under chase's shirt and give it a little pat. ]
There you go. Fixed you. [ smirkity smirk. you had the batteries in backwards, you pot head. anyway, jack'll take the moment to tug the cap mask on to his head. not quite over his face, just kind of wearing it as a hat for the moment. ]
[ Chase scrunches a bit, mostly because he's trying to track Jack's hand for whatever good that will do. The skim of fingers against flesh enough to keep his attention for a good few moments. The small plastic light about half as interesting as watching Jack's hands work, pulling bits and flipping them. Both brows lifting in a dumb sort of amusement when it lights up and ends up back under his shirt. ]
You're like... the best Pepper. [ He mutters, a little drawl to his words. He's still decently high at this point, so he doesn't even care if it could be offensive-- even if that wasn't entirely his intent. Reaching out his palms caress the sides of Jack's face. Curling against his jaw, Chase goes for his most serious face. Like he had something important to say-- though it didn't last long. A laugh breaks free and he just kinda rubs his cheeks. Half-lidded eyes giving him a good look over. ]
See this is why you needed to be down here with me-- otherwise I totally would have died. [ Another snicker slips out before he can help himself. Being high always made him wanna laugh. Leaning forward he smacks him with a quick kiss. ]
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dont b rood. a smirk pulls jack's lips, and really, he knows chase too well to think he isn't pleased with himself for getting jack to come out here. not that it too jack much convincing at all. he's crawling up the mattress, over chase himself, and drapes over his body, legs tangling as a hand goes to slip under chase's sleep shirt and pull out the little toy Iron Man chest light. ]Not quite yet. [ you being fucked. it can be arranged, but give him a sec, he's still sleepy. popping open the back of the light, he takes a look at said batteries, pulls them out, flips them, puts them back in and voilà, chest light. just gonna tuck it back under chase's shirt and give it a little pat. ]
There you go. Fixed you. [ smirkity smirk. you had the batteries in backwards, you pot head. anyway, jack'll take the moment to tug the cap mask on to his head. not quite over his face, just kind of wearing it as a hat for the moment. ]
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You're like... the best Pepper. [ He mutters, a little drawl to his words. He's still decently high at this point, so he doesn't even care if it could be offensive-- even if that wasn't entirely his intent. Reaching out his palms caress the sides of Jack's face. Curling against his jaw, Chase goes for his most serious face. Like he had something important to say-- though it didn't last long. A laugh breaks free and he just kinda rubs his cheeks. Half-lidded eyes giving him a good look over. ]
See this is why you needed to be down here with me-- otherwise I totally would have died. [ Another snicker slips out before he can help himself. Being high always made him wanna laugh. Leaning forward he smacks him with a quick kiss. ]