Did I say they were stupid? I did not. Their being hideous has nothing do to with their being turian.
[ He watches Garrus change, full of trepidation. He'd imagined in his mind's eye what Garrus might look like with the jacket on, but seeing it provokes a warmth he hadn't thought it would. Reaching out, he takes the edges of the unzipped hoodie and pulls Garrus in closer. His smile is promising. ]
It won't trip you up, it barely reaches your waist. Just admit you're afraid of trying something differ...
[ He trails off because Garrus' mouth is there, and he reciprocates easily enough, hands sliding up to cup the turian's sharp face. Had he known buying a hoodie would get him such a warm reception, he would've done it sooner. ]
We shouldn't-- [ Kiss. ] We prob-- [ Another kiss. His arms loop around Garrus' neck outright.
He doesn't really care all that much, right now. ]
[ Being back on this ship is an uncomfortable place to be. All her things are still with her "rover" - with her boys. And she's with Hibari now, heading back there partially just to see if she still has access, partially to go over her things one more time before ... before whatever will happen, happens.
When Hibari opens the door, she's distracted and maybe a little caught up in brooding thoughts. It takes her a moment to notice--
uh--
well.
Hm.
That sure is Noh-Varr and Garrus making out.
Very little like two dudes you know macking on each other will make you forget ALL your worries very quickly. She's left gaping, open-mouthed, forgetting even who's right beside her. But no, this precious opportunity cannot go to waste! Recovering just enough to regain use of, you know, her wits and general motor functions, Vriska lifts an arm, points accusingly, and yelps with just a hint of shrillness: ]
[Hibari's not nearly as vocal, but stills, eyes going wide as his lips slowly part. He startles, glancing to Garrus, then Noh, backing away as he would from a cliff, shaking his head, like it'd clear what he'd seen. He couldn't look any more frightened, disturbed.]
[He'd been getting pretty focused on what was going on right in front of him until a yelp has him jerking back, startled, breaking the kiss and staring wide-eyed at Vriska and Hibari both.]
Uh. It's... It's...
[He's struggling to think of something clever to say, and fails.]
[ Garrus is pulling back, so sharply Noh-Varr doesn't even think of chasing after his mouth. Vriska's shriek echoes around the room.
Oh.
Well, shit. ]
He gave me chocolates. That deserves a kiss. [ Unlike Garrus, Noh-Varr remains casual as anything, mainly because he knows that any other response is the equivalent of blood in the water for a pair of hungry sharks. ] He would've gotten a lot more if you hadn't interrupted.
[ It's too late. Vriska's curling up in mid-air, folding her arms over her chest and grinning in a way that can only be described as disturbingly predatory. ]
You lousy, lying piece of shit. Bluh, Vriska, I'm warm, I don't want to come see you, bluh!
I knew there were shenanigans afoot! I just did not have any proof that the shenanigans were named Garrus. And now I do! And there will never again be any denying it, or blowing me off without owning up to it!
[ Only now does she pause, glancing back at Hibari. ]
[His voice is incredulous. Now he's not just staying with his arms around Noh-Varr for the comfort of it, it's pure defiance. It's one thing for him to question being wanted. It's quite another thing for someone else to do so.
Garrus is stiff, his eyes narrowed a bit.]
If this is something you don't understand, maybe you shouldn't comment on it.
He feels Garrus stiffen, even while Hibari's comment makes him laugh. Garrus obviously hasn't lived with this insufferably little twit for the last seven months. Noh-Varr knows Hibari will get over his initial tantrums....eventually. He turns his face up to Garrus'. ]
Having a rude nickname means Hibari likes you. I'm 'cockroach', you see?
[ Vriska snorts indelicately, leaning over to only briefly nuzzle at Hibari's hair before planting her elbow on his shoulder and her chin on the palm of her hand. Casually using him as an arm rest will work out for her, right? ]
You know he called me an animal earlier? Little animal. Talk about rude.
[ Garrus's bristling makes her uncomfortable, and she's glad to have the cue from Noh to keep things light and casual. ]
Anyway! Couldn't you two think of a better spot? There are impressionable children here! You know, minors? Malleable young minds? It's completely indecent and offends my alien customs or something to make out where we can see you!
[Garrus looks down at Noh, catching what he and Vriska are doing. He takes a breath and works to relax some. Hibari likes pushing buttons. Garrus knows this by now. The look Noh is getting turns gentle as he nods. Then he's glancing back over at Hibari, unimpressed but no longer on edge. Let the kid judge. Noh-Varr is the one who matters here.]
Wouldn't want to use someone else's bed. And hanging out or saying you're warm is less offensive than blurting out actual details.
[He brushes his talons through Noh's hair, gaze going back to the kree.]
Gonna trust this isn't going to cause other issues.
Noh-Varr ignores the queasy way his stomach feels just thinking about the implication--ew, ew, ew, ew, gross, nasty, etc etc--and also the way Vriska is cracking up over it, which makes him smile involuntarily. He's glad for the way Garrus' talons brush his hair; it makes him lean in. ]
This is a detail-free zone, I'll have you all know. [ Glancing back at the turian, dryly: ] There weren't any of that particular call, anyway. [ Just. You know. Making sure that's clear. He snorts at Vriska, head tilting in clear disbelief. ]
Have you met yourselves? There's nothing malleable about people as stubborn as the both of you.
[ Let it be said that she lost her shit completely at Hibari's last comment. She's curled up in mid air, hugging her stomach as she gives herself over to heady cackles.
It feels good to laugh.
Vriska only finally uncurls again at Noh's question, at which point she just sticks her tongue out at him. Mature. ]
Whatever! Be cavalier about damaging our innocence, see if I care! Go back to being cuddly love chirpbeasts. [ Lovebirds. ] But next time, Garrus, you take him to your place and scar your roommates instead. Noh-Varr has traumatized me enough for one deathtime!
[ A thought seems to occur to her, and she floats behind Hibari, wrapping both arms around his neck and resting her chin on his shoulder. There's a wicked glint in her eye even as the smile on her face remains perfectly mild. ]
Come on, let's go break into Garrus's room and make out on his bed.
[ Who is she trolling here? Garrus? Hibari? Noh? All three? Who knows.
[His aim. Like he even knows. It's certainly not the intention he'd started with. Garrus glances down before shaking his head.]
Did you start whatever you've got with Vriska with clear aim? Some sort of angle?
[Now he looks back up, over at Hibari, to meet the kid's eyes.]
Gonna bet no.
[This is not easy. Battle tactics, weapons schematics, they're things he can sort out in his head and talk his way through. This is uncharted territory.]
I'm planning on seeing where this goes. I like this. I like Noh. And if you've got a problem with that, then you can keep it to yourself. Because I don't give a damn.
[ Oh goodness, Garrus is being awfully cute. A bit bullheaded in the face of teenage stupidity, but Noh-Varr can imagine that whatever Turian teenagers are like, Hibari's temperament is foreign. (He suspects that no matter the species, Hibari's temperament is its own animal.)
He exchanges a long-suffering look with Vriska. ]
Tell your boyfriend to lay off, or I'm going to sit him down and have a long and difficult talk about intentions. And shotguns. That's what they do on Earth, isn't it?
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[ He watches Garrus change, full of trepidation. He'd imagined in his mind's eye what Garrus might look like with the jacket on, but seeing it provokes a warmth he hadn't thought it would. Reaching out, he takes the edges of the unzipped hoodie and pulls Garrus in closer. His smile is promising. ]
Yeah.
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Hideous, stupid, same difference.
[But there's warmth in his voice as he leans forward and bumps his forehead to Noh's, before leaning down to press a kiss to Noh's lips.]
At least the tunics aren't flappy and gonna trip me up.
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[ He trails off because Garrus' mouth is there, and he reciprocates easily enough, hands sliding up to cup the turian's sharp face. Had he known buying a hoodie would get him such a warm reception, he would've done it sooner. ]
We shouldn't-- [ Kiss. ] We prob-- [ Another kiss. His arms loop around Garrus' neck outright.
He doesn't really care all that much, right now. ]
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When Hibari opens the door, she's distracted and maybe a little caught up in brooding thoughts. It takes her a moment to notice--
uh--
well.
Hm.
That sure is Noh-Varr and Garrus making out.
Very little like two dudes you know macking on each other will make you forget ALL your worries very quickly. She's left gaping, open-mouthed, forgetting even who's right beside her. But no, this precious opportunity cannot go to waste! Recovering just enough to regain use of, you know, her wits and general motor functions, Vriska lifts an arm, points accusingly, and yelps with just a hint of shrillness: ]
I fucking knew it!
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What is this?
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Uh. It's... It's...
[He's struggling to think of something clever to say, and fails.]
...kissing.
[Yeah, that'll do it.]
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Oh.
Well, shit. ]
He gave me chocolates. That deserves a kiss. [ Unlike Garrus, Noh-Varr remains casual as anything, mainly because he knows that any other response is the equivalent of blood in the water for a pair of hungry sharks. ] He would've gotten a lot more if you hadn't interrupted.
[ Cue gagging noises, probably?? ]
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You lousy, lying piece of shit. Bluh, Vriska, I'm warm, I don't want to come see you, bluh!
[ She has not forgotten, you cad. ]
I knew there were shenanigans afoot! I just did not have any proof that the shenanigans were named Garrus. And now I do! And there will never again be any denying it, or blowing me off without owning up to it!
[ Only now does she pause, glancing back at Hibari. ]
What's with you?
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He's gathered himself, just enough to respond.]
Isn't this something...
[He practically sneers it, the words, eyes overbright with a furious look.]
Noh, and the can-opener, here.
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[His voice is incredulous. Now he's not just staying with his arms around Noh-Varr for the comfort of it, it's pure defiance. It's one thing for him to question being wanted. It's quite another thing for someone else to do so.
Garrus is stiff, his eyes narrowed a bit.]
If this is something you don't understand, maybe you shouldn't comment on it.
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[ Loop. Fucking. Hole.
He feels Garrus stiffen, even while Hibari's comment makes him laugh. Garrus obviously hasn't lived with this insufferably little twit for the last seven months. Noh-Varr knows Hibari will get over his initial tantrums....eventually. He turns his face up to Garrus'. ]
Having a rude nickname means Hibari likes you. I'm 'cockroach', you see?
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You know he called me an animal earlier? Little animal. Talk about rude.
[ Garrus's bristling makes her uncomfortable, and she's glad to have the cue from Noh to keep things light and casual. ]
Anyway! Couldn't you two think of a better spot? There are impressionable children here! You know, minors? Malleable young minds? It's completely indecent and offends my alien customs or something to make out where we can see you!
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Just "hanging out", was it?
[Garrus gets a pointed look; steeled as knives, and twice as sharp. It's not so much the what, but who, and Noh was guarded goods, he felt.]
Listen, the both of you.
[He gestures with his arm, a sweep.]
Don't even think of using my bed.
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Wouldn't want to use someone else's bed. And hanging out or saying you're warm is less offensive than blurting out actual details.
[He brushes his talons through Noh's hair, gaze going back to the kree.]
Gonna trust this isn't going to cause other issues.
[Leapfrog issues, to be precise.]
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Please.
Noh-Varr ignores the queasy way his stomach feels just thinking about the implication--ew, ew, ew, ew, gross, nasty, etc etc--and also the way Vriska is cracking up over it, which makes him smile involuntarily. He's glad for the way Garrus' talons brush his hair; it makes him lean in. ]
This is a detail-free zone, I'll have you all know. [ Glancing back at the turian, dryly: ] There weren't any of that particular call, anyway. [ Just. You know. Making sure that's clear. He snorts at Vriska, head tilting in clear disbelief. ]
Have you met yourselves? There's nothing malleable about people as stubborn as the both of you.
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It feels good to laugh.
Vriska only finally uncurls again at Noh's question, at which point she just sticks her tongue out at him. Mature. ]
Whatever! Be cavalier about damaging our innocence, see if I care! Go back to being cuddly love chirpbeasts. [ Lovebirds. ] But next time, Garrus, you take him to your place and scar your roommates instead. Noh-Varr has traumatized me enough for one deathtime!
[ A thought seems to occur to her, and she floats behind Hibari, wrapping both arms around his neck and resting her chin on his shoulder. There's a wicked glint in her eye even as the smile on her face remains perfectly mild. ]
Come on, let's go break into Garrus's room and make out on his bed.
[ Who is she trolling here? Garrus? Hibari? Noh? All three? Who knows.
(It's all three.) ]
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Little animal. Don't get bitten.
[Hibari's turned his head, all frowns, but stops his useless movements then.]
Garrus.
[He's quiet in his speaking now, shamed from Vriska's teasing, still.]
What's your aim, old man?
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Did you start whatever you've got with Vriska with clear aim? Some sort of angle?
[Now he looks back up, over at Hibari, to meet the kid's eyes.]
Gonna bet no.
[This is not easy. Battle tactics, weapons schematics, they're things he can sort out in his head and talk his way through. This is uncharted territory.]
I'm planning on seeing where this goes. I like this. I like Noh. And if you've got a problem with that, then you can keep it to yourself. Because I don't give a damn.
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He exchanges a long-suffering look with Vriska. ]
Tell your boyfriend to lay off, or I'm going to sit him down and have a long and difficult talk about intentions. And shotguns. That's what they do on Earth, isn't it?