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A Holiday Surprise (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

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the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos smiled at him. “Pretty small,” he said. “Like… it can fit in the palm of your hand.” Carlos tried to remember where he left it. In the drawer, he thought – just to make sure Fahrenheit or somebody didn’t accidentally knock it to the ground.

“Hmmm…. that does sound pretty small.” He lifted Carlos’ hand in his and took a look at it, a soft snort escaping as a thought occurred to him. “We’re not gonna get there just for you to tell me it’s holding your hand that’s my present, are ya? Not that I’d necessarily mind that, heh.”

Carlos laughed. “Nah – that sort of joke is for April Fool’s Day. Hm… In fact – thanks for the idea!” Carlos brought Hancock’s hand to his mouth to press a light kiss to the knuckles. “But seriously… it is something tangible that is not me, I promise.”

Carlos opened the door to the statehouse and peeked out into the alley. He tried to keep his grip on Hancock’s hand loose, in case the other wanted to pull away out in public. Carlos understood the concern about his image, he did… but in the Vault they wouldn’t have had to even worry about that sort of thing.

A Holiday Surprise (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos looked at him, an excited light in his eyes. “You can
ask,” he confirmed. “But I can’t guarantee I’ll tell you much. It’s just down
the alley after all so we’ll get to it really soon. I just… I spent so much
time on it and I’m eager for you to see it. I do think you’re going to like it.”

“I’m sure I’ll love it, it is from you, after all.” He smiled warmly and squeezed Carlos’ hand a little tighter as they walked, tempted to even go so far as to rest his head against his shoulder, though he wasn’t sure how cuddly he wanted the people of Goodneighbor to see him being. “What size is it? Big or small?”

Carlos smiled at him. “Pretty small,” he said. “Like… it can fit in the palm of your hand.” Carlos tried to remember where he left it. In the drawer, he thought – just to make sure Fahrenheit or somebody didn’t accidentally knock it to the ground.

A Holiday Surprise (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

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the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos smiled at him, very eager to show Hancock his present. Without thinking much about it he took hooked his arm around Hancock’s and gently tugged him toward the door.

“I really think you’re going to like it,” Carlos told him. “I spent quite a while finding the right hardware for it and it took me just as long making sure everything worked just right.”

A light chuckle escaped as Carlos took his arm and Hancock happily fell into step beside him, unaffected by the thought that anyone might see them that way, they’d been together long enough by this point that everyone would already know, anyway.

“You definitely got me interested, sweetheart. Can I ask anything about it? Or are ya just gonna keep hypin’ me up until we get there?”

Carlos looked at him, an excited light in his eyes. “You can
ask,” he confirmed. “But I can’t guarantee I’ll tell you much. It’s just down
the alley after all so we’ll get to it really soon. I just… I spent so much
time on it and I’m eager for you to see it. I do think you’re going to like it.”

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“Oh yeah, there’s loads of Spanish-speakers in the U.S.,”
Carlos said. “I just mean right at the place where my dad lives – it’s a small
town and they’re predominantly English-speaking. But there’s Spanish-speaking
communities all over – even as far up as New York. I absolutely love going into a Latin-American Paneria whenever I can – You not only get good food and candy, but cheap too.”

“Ah alright.” He nodded, letting out a soft hum in understanding. “Maybe if I come visit someday you can take me to one, I’d like to see what it’s like, somethin’ tells me Latin-American food is a lot different from Spanish food, I’d like to try it.”

Carlos looked at Hancock and smiled. “Oh yeah – it’s a lot spicier and there’s plenty of cheese in it. But the candy – it’s not just sugar candy, but there’s chili-powder stuff too that’s not exactly sweet but not exactly bitter either. Just kind of… tangy. Ooh! And the wizard side of Hispanic culture has some great food – Flying Quetzalcoatl chili and mango treats are one of my favorites. There’s a trick to eating it without getting bit too much.”

Food for the Soul (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

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Carlos hummed. He then grinned. “What, you don’t want people stealing your erotic literature?” he asked. Then he laughed. “I’m kidding – I’m absolutely kidding,” he said quickly.

“Somethin’ like that, yeah.” He snorted, a grin spreading across his face. “Actually, that might just be one’a the things I wouldn’t mind sharin’. I like spreading the love, so to speak.”

“I’m pretty sure erotica isn’t written with ‘love’ in mind,” Carlos told him with an amused smile. “‘Lust’ and ‘fun’, more like it, huh?” He removed another part from the terminal – the hard drive. He was extra careful setting it down out of the way so it wouldn’t accidentally get nudged or hit.

A Holiday Surprise (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

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Carlos sat there silently for a moment. He blinked up at Hancock, a little dazed from the kiss, but then he blinked himself to awareness. “Oh, uh – yeah, hang on,” he said.

Carlos wanted to finish up his bowl before the broth got cold again so he picked up the bowl and quickly started to drink it down, getting some soaked into his mustache. Carlos set the empty bowl down with a satisfied sigh and stood up.

“It’s down in the workshop,” he said, wiping his mouth on his sleeve – the shirt needed to be washed soon anyway.

His smile softened as he watched him, that dumbfounded look he got sometimes when the ghoul kissed him always gave him a fluttery feeling. God, how could one man be so damn cute?

Hancock gave his own bowl a look as Carlos drained what was left in his, considering it for a moment before lifting it to his lips and taking a few little sips before setting it down again. “I’ll let ya lead the way, handsome, I’m right behind you. I’m curious to see what you have in store for me, heh.”

Carlos smiled at him, very eager to show Hancock his present. Without thinking much about it he took hooked his arm around Hancock’s and gently tugged him toward the door.

“I really think you’re going to like it,” Carlos told him. “I spent quite a while finding the right hardware for it and it took me just as long making sure everything worked just right.”

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Carlos resisted the urge to groan in disbelief. He still got
shivers from Hancock’s hand in his hair. At the moment though, he didn’t think
they were ‘good’. He was going to mess up again, he knew it – he just didn’t
know when.

But of course Carlos didn’t say anything about it. Instead
he just nodded and slowly pulled his arms around Hancock, hugging him again. He
didn’t want to discuss it again – he just wanted to finish the bath, go to bed,
and hopefully feel better in the morning.

“I want you to be happy, Han. That’s all I want.”

Food for the Soul (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

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the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos looked at him, a little confused why Hancock would be
about how Carlos felt.

Because he’s a nice
guy, Carlos thought to himself. Nice
people do exist out here, no matter how rough it gets. It was nice to know
that, he supposed. And it was nice that his mental well-being wasn’t only his
own concern.

He smiled at the ghoul, grateful. “Thanks a lot, Mayor,” he
said. “I really do appreciate you saying that. And really… I’m happy that you
did come up with something for me to do for you.”

“You can just call me Hancock, really, I prefer it.” He smiled, patting him on the shoulder lightly before sitting back again to watch Carlos work. “I’m glad I did too, I’ve been meaning to get some shit done around here for a while, but there are only a handful of people around the Commonwealth I know who are capable of workin’ on terminals and stuff I most are either too busy or untrustworthy, heh.”

Carlos hummed. He then grinned. “What, you don’t want people stealing your erotic literature?” he asked. Then he laughed. “I’m kidding – I’m absolutely kidding,” he said quickly.

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Carlos hummed. “Damn the imperials trying to kill other languages,” he joked with a soft laugh. “Never give up – never surrender.” He chuckled and looked back out to the ocean. “I learned Spanish at home, even though we lived so far north from Mexico. I honestly can’t imagine going to a place where all the signs are in Spanish with English as a subtitle. And just about nobody speaks Spanish where my dad lives right now… though of course it has its usefulness.”

“I was under the impression there were a lot of Spanish speakers in the states, you don’t use it that often?” He looked a little surprised by that, the image he had of what America was really like seemed to be very different from what it actually was. “There are some places that are pretty Spanish-speaking though, yeah? Down by the Mexican border at least?”

“Oh yeah, there’s loads of Spanish-speakers in the U.S.,”
Carlos said. “I just mean right at the place where my dad lives – it’s a small
town and they’re predominantly English-speaking. But there’s Spanish-speaking
communities all over – even as far up as New York. I absolutely love going into a Latin-American Paneria whenever I can – You not only get good food and candy, but cheap too.”