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First three in my inbox get kisses 1/3

Carlos didn’t usually just go around kissing folks. But he was at least safe in the knowledge that Percival wouldn’t just punch him outright. Maybe.

Carlos gently touched the man’s arm to get his attention, and while Percival was turned toward him Carlos got up on his toes a bit and pressed a gentle – just a touch of the lips – kiss to the Director’s mouth.

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“Ah… not really” He said a bit awkwardly.

Percival looked at him and gently set his hand on Carlos’ shoulder, squeezing gently. “… I think we’re just making this a bit more awkward than it needs to be is all.”

Carlos’ shoulders slumped a little and he looked downward. “Uh… yeah, I… I guess,” he said softly. “Sorry about that…” God, he needed to shut up. Shutting up.

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thegravemistergraves:

the-perfect-scientist:

thegravemistergraves:

the-perfect-scientist:

*spits out a bit of Gigglewater* I… m-maybe we should get you home, buddy. He-he-he!

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“This wayyy.” He said moving into the kitchen. He waved his hand, but when the door to the cupboard did not swing open, he went the old fashioned way, grabbing two large glasses and filling them with water from the sink.

“here..” He said holding it out to him.

Carlos grinned at him, taking the glass. “Thanks,” he said softly and he quickly downed the water. The taste of nothing caught Carlos a little off-guard, but it was cold which was nice. He let out a sigh, holding the empty glass. “I said ‘welcome’, by the way,” he said suddenly. “Earlier… ‘Welcome to Graves’ house’. Or, ‘Welcome to the Graves House’. Whichever you think sounds better…”

He chuckled. “Ah I see. The Graves house.” he chuckled. “That sounds nice. Official.”

Percival took a sip of his own water taking the empty glass from the other. “I should have said welcome.” he he offered a drunken grin.

Carlos shrugged. “S’okay,” he murmured. “I said it already, so you don’t have to! Now… where’s your potions? You gotta take something or you’ll be very unhappy in the morning.”

Percy is in the inbox -thegravemistergraves

thegravemistergraves:

the-perfect-scientist:

thegravemistergraves

the-perfect-scientist:

First three in my inbox get kisses 1/3

Carlos didn’t usually just go around kissing folks. But he was at least safe in the knowledge that Percival wouldn’t just punch him outright. Maybe.

Carlos gently touched the man’s arm to get his attention, and while Percival was turned toward him Carlos got up on his toes a bit and pressed a gentle – just a touch of the lips – kiss to the Director’s mouth.

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“I meant in this moment.” He said with a soft laugh when the other said courting.

“Perhaps you may like to join me for dinner tomorrow in that case? A small place just down the street.”

“Oh,” Carlos said, flushing a bit. “Um – Um, yeah – Dinner sounds great. That’d be… that’d be great…” He smiled slightly. “I… I don’t know what to do in the meantime.. sorry. I haven’t done this in a while. Damn… I already said that, didn’t I? Sorry – lemme stop talking for a second.”

Percival smiles slightly. “Its fine.” He said with a laugh. “Well in the meantime, we don’t have to do much.” he said with a small shrug.

“Really. We can… figure it out together, as we both appear to be rather clueless.”

Carlos huffed out a small laugh. “Kinda sad, isn’t it?” he asked. He meant more sad for him rather than Graves – he was sure Graves would be much better than him. He just had the confidence that Carlos was struggling to gather, along with the belief that this was actually happening.

I’d totally fuck you – a wasted thegravemistergraves

thegravemistergraves:

the-perfect-scientist:

*spits out a bit of Gigglewater* I… m-maybe we should get you home, buddy. He-he-he!

@thegravemistergraves

“This wayyy.” He said moving into the kitchen. He waved his hand, but when the door to the cupboard did not swing open, he went the old fashioned way, grabbing two large glasses and filling them with water from the sink.

“here..” He said holding it out to him.

Carlos grinned at him, taking the glass. “Thanks,” he said softly and he quickly downed the water. The taste of nothing caught Carlos a little off-guard, but it was cold which was nice. He let out a sigh, holding the empty glass. “I said ‘welcome’, by the way,” he said suddenly. “Earlier… ‘Welcome to Graves’ house’. Or, ‘Welcome to the Graves House’. Whichever you think sounds better…”

Percy is in the inbox -thegravemistergraves

thegravemistergraves

the-perfect-scientist:

First three in my inbox get kisses 1/3

Carlos didn’t usually just go around kissing folks. But he was at least safe in the knowledge that Percival wouldn’t just punch him outright. Maybe.

Carlos gently touched the man’s arm to get his attention, and while Percival was turned toward him Carlos got up on his toes a bit and pressed a gentle – just a touch of the lips – kiss to the Director’s mouth.

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“I meant in this moment.” He said with a soft laugh when the other said courting.

“Perhaps you may like to join me for dinner tomorrow in that case? A small place just down the street.”

“Oh,” Carlos said, flushing a bit. “Um – Um, yeah – Dinner sounds great. That’d be… that’d be great…” He smiled slightly. “I… I don’t know what to do in the meantime.. sorry. I haven’t done this in a while. Damn… I already said that, didn’t I? Sorry – lemme stop talking for a second.”

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the-perfect-scientist:

*spits out a bit of Gigglewater* I… m-maybe we should get you home, buddy. He-he-he!

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“I
don’t speak spanish.” Graves said as the other kicked his shoes
off. “something about house of Graves? I dunno. I speak Irish.” The
director says.

He tossed his coat onto the rack. “Do you want anything? like a g….glass of water?”

Carlos hummed, pulling off his own white cloak – shit, he forgot to transfigure it into a coat while out on the street, didn’t he? Damn – hopefully they didn’t stick out too much because of that. Though with Graves stumbling, they probably already did.

“Water would be great,” he said to Mr Graves. “Cold water. It’ll help me keep awake for a little bit longer… and would probably help our heads feel better later.” Maybe some salty food too – was that supposed to help? He couldn’t remember…

Percy is in the inbox -thegravemistergraves

thegravemistergraves:

the-perfect-scientist:

First three in my inbox get kisses 1/3

Carlos didn’t usually just go around kissing folks. But he was at least safe in the knowledge that Percival wouldn’t just punch him outright. Maybe.

Carlos gently touched the man’s arm to get his attention, and while Percival was turned toward him Carlos got up on his toes a bit and pressed a gentle – just a touch of the lips – kiss to the Director’s mouth.

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Percival laughed. “Wonderful Was worried i had lost my touch…” he said offering a small smile.

After a moment he let go of the other, taking a small step back to give him space, smoothing out his suit.

“… I’m afraid I don’t…really know what to do after that. I didn’t exactly plan this.”

Carlos smiled back. He clasped his hands together in front of himself, wringing them a bit. “I’m not sure either,” he admitted. “I… haven’t done this sort of thing in a while. I think I’ve said before. I guess… I dunno, maybe… courting would be next?”

I’d totally fuck you – a wasted thegravemistergraves

thegravemistergraves:

the-perfect-scientist:

*spits out a bit of Gigglewater* I… m-maybe we should get you home, buddy. He-he-he!

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“Bullshit.” Percival said, trying to stay quiet.

He pulled the other along.

It took a while, stumbling through the street before the Director pulled the other up the steps of the the appartment building he lived in. A wave of his hand unlocked the wards and tugged the other inside.

“here we are!”

“We made it!” Carlos exclaimed. “Yay!” He then giggled and started trying to kick his shoes off, not wanting to track the outside into the home. “Bienvenidos a la Casa de Graves.”

Percy is in the inbox -thegravemistergraves

thegravemistergraves:

the-perfect-scientist:

thegravemistergraves

the-perfect-scientist:

First three in my inbox get kisses 1/3

Carlos didn’t usually just go around kissing folks. But he was at least safe in the knowledge that Percival wouldn’t just punch him outright. Maybe.

Carlos gently touched the man’s arm to get his attention, and while Percival was turned toward him Carlos got up on his toes a bit and pressed a gentle – just a touch of the lips – kiss to the Director’s mouth.

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“…Well?” he repeated with a blink. “Well what? Are you expecting a grade?” Percival broke into a playful smile.

“Its a kiss Carlos, not a performance.”

Carlos suddenly laughed – still mostly due to his nerves. “I
– I dunno… I guess I expected that sort of thing from you… but hey, I’ve been
wrong before. Just today, in fact.” He flexed his hands, which had somehow come up and closed into Percival’s cloak at his hips. He decided to keep them there for now.

Percival blinked at the sudden laugh, but allowed himself to smile.

“I generally don’t rate kisses or anything else.” He teased with a grin. Percival’s hands gently straightened out Carlos’ shirt.

“But I’ll play. How was that? I hope I haven’t disappointed you.”

“What? Oh – Oh, absolutely not! You, you haven’t at- at all!” Carlos said suddenly. “You did great! You have no worry – I mean nothing to worry about at all!”

I’d totally fuck you – a wasted thegravemistergraves

thegravemistergraves:

the-perfect-scientist:

thegravemistergraves:

the-perfect-scientist:

*spits out a bit of Gigglewater* I… m-maybe we should get you home, buddy. He-he-he!

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“Would you be able to focus enough to apparate without forgetting a limb?” he asked as the other giggled.

Percival slung an arm around Carlos’ shoulders, something no one ever saw of the director unless he was strictly off hours. Leading the other down the road. “We nee to act… as sober as possible, to prevent… being arrested.” He said in a loud whisper, as though the other wouldn’t know about the alcohol ban.

“I’m sober – dunno about you,” Carlos giggled. Then a
random-ass thought came to him that he thought he’d share: “I could jinx your
face and make it all swollen… pretend we got in a fight an’ – an’ that’s why
you’re all woozy.”

Carlos wrapped an arm around Percival’s back and supported
him against his own body – Carlos was maybe a little tipsy, but he wasn’t going
to let Percival fall flat on his face and cause the swelling he mentioned the
old-fashioned way.

“You had giggle water, sober my ass.” Percival laughed quietly. “No.” He ran a hand down his face.

“I like my face the way it is, we just gotta be sneaky.” He said with a chuckle, leaning on the other. “This… that way.” he said trying to pull the other with him down the street towards Percival’s flat.

Carlos stumbled after him, giggling again. “I’m more sober than you!” he exclaimed. Though not quite loudly because they were being sneaky. “Sober compared to you.”