And started cleaning you face? Just like that? ( well, that doesn't seem like something winky just does since bucky knows winky loves a good pet before doing anything like that. so— ) Were you petting him? When he go in your lap.
( cause that'd make much more sense. )
Wait, like a. Frog? That's not... Um. I mean he's more like a cat than a frog, so I would just assume he'd do it the cat way. Since he hisses and purrs and all that jazz.
[ sheepishly, like he just got caught in an actual Crime: ] I mean... yeah. He was just kind of sitting there, so. I did it just because he was there, I dunno.
[ guess what: he's doing it again now. who needs a fidget cube when you have winky? ]
Dude, he's not like anything, he's an aberration. He also has at least six eyes and no asshole, so let's not go assigning too many cat-like traits to him.
( meanwhile, bucky has no idea what to do with his hands and could definitely use a fidget cube instead. )
Why do you always gotta say that? He obviously likes being like a cat. Just cause he's there to keep an eye on you doesn't mean you should be so dismissive of how he prefers to identify, aberration or not.
If you're gonna be that critical of him, you may as well just call me a cyborg instead of a human, then.
[ the emotion of the moment is: confusion. he didn't expect bucky to get so upset on behalf of winky? or, even more, compare himself to winky. alex refuses to let winky the spy cat be another point of contention in his relationship, so he tries really hard to make peace. ]
He didn't do that much cat stuff until you started hanging around all the time. I dunno if it's because he likes you or wanted to seem more catlike for you, or... whatever. He was just a weird thing that sat on the balcony or the window sills before. But I'm not gonna fuckin' call you a cyborg — even though if you wanted to, you'd still be fuckin' sick — so I'll try to be nicer about him, okay? For real.
( the point is that he doesn't want to be called a cyborg, alex!!!
but he sighs after a moment, nodding, as if alex can see. )
Yeah. Thank you.
Look, I know it's. I know you don't like being spied on, but if this is already what you accepted, then how is it Winky's fault in any way? He's just doing his job just like you are.
Besides, you were petting him, and from the sound of it, he was trying to comfort you. Since you were distressed. Winky actually pays attention, okay? At least give him a little credit for trying. Please.
[ the "why are you so pissed off about winky spying on you when you keep fighting for the right to lie in the bed you made" of it all did not hit him until this moment. he looks down at his lap, where his hand had been idly scritching winky, but now lies still. he is the "play stupid games, win stupid prizes" recipient that he always mocks when going to collect on deals. at least his stupid prize cosplays as an emotional support animal. ]
Yeah. It was weird, because he's never done that before. I dunno why he's being all... this.
...when we. That time you got really high while I was visiting, and I couldn't sleep, Winky stayed up with me, you know. At one point, I tried to make him go away, but he insisted on sitting with me. So I don't think he's stupid about what goes on around your place, and even if he's there to keep an eye on you, he was still trying to keep me calm when I felt like panicking. Did well in keeping me that way, even.
Well, until he went on what a assume was a potty break and brought back a dead bird for me.
[but he snorts, because the thought of it is funny. the thought of the thing he missed. he will not go on a shame spiral about it, that direction leads to nowhere good — but he will take an internal moment to be grateful that winky is doing emotional support double duty, apparently. ]
At least it was really dead. Remember the time he brought in the live one?
He caused drama, didn't he? That shit felt pretty fuckin' dramatic.
And no, you don't need to google it. I dunno if that's actually what it is or if it's something I made up. Just like, in movies sometimes there's a pet or a kid that does some weird little mishap than make the couple work together so they fall in love more, or... something.
[ he idly pets winky again, who stretches on him with a couple eyes open. fact: winky sleeps like a dolphin, with different parts of his brain taking shifts. alex actually did know this, and yet, does not appreciate the reminder. 😭 ]
Maybe he does stuff just for hell of it. It'd be something he had in common with monsters and cats.
Right but the bird didn't choose to be there, so I wouldn't go blaming the bird for that.
Monsters? Like. Monsters you deal with? I'm not sure what exactly you mean by that. Pets do tend to be worried about the people they care about though. Even ones that aren't really pets.
The alley toms could tell I was upset sometimes when I fed them scraps, for example. And they'd be very gentle with me.
No, I mean... well, to be fair, I guess I haven't seen many monster-monsters. Just ghosts, shades. [ sighs, he won't call him an aberration!! he's trying so hard... ] Pieces of weird like Winky. Sometimes shit he does feels pretty fuckin' random, though.
And anything would be gentle with you, James. Animals like you. You've got that whole Disney princess vibe.
Some things feel random because we don't understand the pattern yet. Things can also seem unsettling or strange just because we don't understand them yet either.
I think he's doing what he feels comfortable doing, and in the current circumstances, maybe he's adapting to the fact that you're seeing someone now.
...can't, uh, really say I agree about the Disney princess vibe, but. I guess I am pretty good with animals, too.
Or he's scoping you out, since it's kind of his job. And knows how to be cute about it. Maybe I don't know much about animal behavior, but I know why this little asshole is here. I can still call him an asshole, right?
Anyway — either way, you're my Disney princess. ... I don't think that came out how I wanted it. But you charmed me, and I'm basically a fuckin' feral raccoon, so.
I think you technically can't, considering he doesn't actually...have one? But like. I wouldn't get mad at a guard doing his job, personally. He has to get something out of it, too, and it's not like you ever bothered really caring for him, so there has to be some other reason he's around other than just to keep an eye or three on you.
Um.
I don't really think I'm a princess at all, but if it makes you happier to think of me that way, I guess I can't really stop you either.
It was never my job to care for him. Maybe he's in it for the food. Top floor gives him good bird-eating real estate. I've only seen him eat birds, but this fucker loves eating birds. [ with a hint of reverence: ] Mostly the little ones, but one time he got a Canadian goose. The roof was a fuckin' bloodbath.
Anyway, uh. Yeah, I kinda lost the plot with whatever I was trying to say there. It was more of the I like you because you make me feel safe kind of stuff, so.
Oh, geeze, I can imagine. I really don't think he's as bad as you think he is, though. There are worse wardens to have.
( and bucky has certainly had some. )
That. Okay, yeah I wasn't really getting that, but I think I understand now. What you meant. I'm glad, though. That I can. I. I want that for you. Among other things.
[ he asks in an uwu flirty voice, taking it that way — but then immediately realizes there's a strong chance bucky is going to Worry about Him again and the uwu flirty starts to dissipate. ]
[ hearing the tone drop in bucky's voice makes his stomach do a guilty little flip. ]
Hey, no, don't be. You shouldn't have to be sorry about wanting nice things for me. I don't fuckin' know how to, so somebody oughta. That's part of what makes you so good.
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( cause that'd make much more sense. )
Wait, like a. Frog? That's not... Um. I mean he's more like a cat than a frog, so I would just assume he'd do it the cat way. Since he hisses and purrs and all that jazz.
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[ guess what: he's doing it again now. who needs a fidget cube when you have winky? ]
Dude, he's not like anything, he's an aberration. He also has at least six eyes and no asshole, so let's not go assigning too many cat-like traits to him.
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Why do you always gotta say that? He obviously likes being like a cat. Just cause he's there to keep an eye on you doesn't mean you should be so dismissive of how he prefers to identify, aberration or not.
If you're gonna be that critical of him, you may as well just call me a cyborg instead of a human, then.
( is that a frown in his voice? it sure it! )
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He didn't do that much cat stuff until you started hanging around all the time. I dunno if it's because he likes you or wanted to seem more catlike for you, or... whatever. He was just a weird thing that sat on the balcony or the window sills before. But I'm not gonna fuckin' call you a cyborg — even though if you wanted to, you'd still be fuckin' sick — so I'll try to be nicer about him, okay? For real.
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but he sighs after a moment, nodding, as if alex can see. )
Yeah. Thank you.
Look, I know it's. I know you don't like being spied on, but if this is already what you accepted, then how is it Winky's fault in any way? He's just doing his job just like you are.
Besides, you were petting him, and from the sound of it, he was trying to comfort you. Since you were distressed. Winky actually pays attention, okay? At least give him a little credit for trying. Please.
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Yeah. It was weird, because he's never done that before. I dunno why he's being all... this.
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...when we. That time you got really high while I was visiting, and I couldn't sleep, Winky stayed up with me, you know. At one point, I tried to make him go away, but he insisted on sitting with me. So I don't think he's stupid about what goes on around your place, and even if he's there to keep an eye on you, he was still trying to keep me calm when I felt like panicking. Did well in keeping me that way, even.
Well, until he went on what a assume was a potty break and brought back a dead bird for me.
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[but he snorts, because the thought of it is funny. the thought of the thing he missed. he will not go on a shame spiral about it, that direction leads to nowhere good — but he will take an internal moment to be grateful that winky is doing emotional support double duty, apparently. ]
At least it was really dead. Remember the time he brought in the live one?
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But yeah, of course I remember. Doubt I could ever forget that happening in the middle of a.
...wait, do you think he did that so we'd stop arguing?
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[ at the question, he crinkles his nose while looking down at winky. nudges him a little with his palm. winky... does nothing. he's asleep. ]
You think he's a magical romcom animal? 'Cause it's either that or he did it for the drama, and I'd think that before the first thing.
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I don't really have any reason to think he'd ever try to cause drama, but. I suppose you know him better.
Not saying he's some. Magical romcom animal. Whatever that means. I don't. Actually know what that means, uh. Should I Google that?
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And no, you don't need to google it. I dunno if that's actually what it is or if it's something I made up. Just like, in movies sometimes there's a pet or a kid that does some weird little mishap than make the couple work together so they fall in love more, or... something.
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...wait you think he does that specifically? Like trying to get us together? I'd just thought he didn't like us being upset.
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[ he idly pets winky again, who stretches on him with a couple eyes open. fact: winky sleeps like a dolphin, with different parts of his brain taking shifts. alex actually did know this, and yet, does not appreciate the reminder. 😭 ]
Maybe he does stuff just for hell of it. It'd be something he had in common with monsters and cats.
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Monsters? Like. Monsters you deal with? I'm not sure what exactly you mean by that. Pets do tend to be worried about the people they care about though. Even ones that aren't really pets.
The alley toms could tell I was upset sometimes when I fed them scraps, for example. And they'd be very gentle with me.
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And anything would be gentle with you, James. Animals like you. You've got that whole Disney princess vibe.
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I think he's doing what he feels comfortable doing, and in the current circumstances, maybe he's adapting to the fact that you're seeing someone now.
...can't, uh, really say I agree about the Disney princess vibe, but. I guess I am pretty good with animals, too.
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Anyway — either way, you're my Disney princess. ... I don't think that came out how I wanted it. But you charmed me, and I'm basically a fuckin' feral raccoon, so.
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Um.
I don't really think I'm a princess at all, but if it makes you happier to think of me that way, I guess I can't really stop you either.
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Anyway, uh. Yeah, I kinda lost the plot with whatever I was trying to say there. It was more of the I like you because you make me feel safe kind of stuff, so.
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( and bucky has certainly had some. )
That. Okay, yeah I wasn't really getting that, but I think I understand now. What you meant. I'm glad, though. That I can. I. I want that for you. Among other things.
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[ he asks in an uwu flirty voice, taking it that way — but then immediately realizes there's a strong chance bucky is going to Worry about Him again and the uwu flirty starts to dissipate. ]
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Well, the romantic things are part of it too, though. ( then, sullenly: ) I'm sorry.
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Hey, no, don't be. You shouldn't have to be sorry about wanting nice things for me. I don't fuckin' know how to, so somebody oughta. That's part of what makes you so good.
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Wishful thinking doesn't change much.
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