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“So did you two fuck in the examination room?” J’hasi sprayed a mix of chewed Fruit Loops and milk back into his bowl, coughing and hacking, looking up at his roommate with a scandalized look.
“M-MAARZI!”
“Is that a yes? I want details.” J’hasi shook his head, wiping at his mouth frantically.
“N-NO! Azura’s blood, Maarzi, that would get him fired for sure!” His heart was pounding frantically in his chest as the Redguard plopped down on the couch behind him, her toes curling to press into the pads of his feet.
“At least tell me you told him how you felt.”
“N…no… It never came up.”
“Of course it didn’t. And like an idiot, you let this chance pass you b-”
“He’s coming over tonight to hang out. Pizza and a movie. Don’t assume it was just professional and nothing else.” Maarzi grinned.
“Is that why you were moving that sucker stick in and out of your mouth earlier? Something tells me you were hoping it was something a bit bigger…”
“M…Maarz, seriously…”
“Okay, so when he’s coming over? I don’t want to be a big cockblock should you two realize your overwhelming desire for one another and want to fuck.” J’hasi flushed.
“Wh…whenever he gets off work. I didn’t think to ask.” Maarzi leaned forward on the couch.
“Make sure you two cuddle on the leather couch, alright? It’s easier to clean, and it’s a better view anyway.”
“I-I don’t think it’s going to come to that…”
“Yeah, well, at least try to tell him that your poor little heart’s having trouble keeping to the right beat when he’s around. Seems like something he should know.” J’hasi pressed his hands over his face.
“…even if I could tell him… He’s a doctor, Maarz. He wouldn’t…”
“Wouldn’t go for you, yeah, you said that. Which is still a load of shit. You’re attractive as hell, you make a decent income yourself, and you’re smart. Not to mention the two of you would be hella cute on Saturalia cards.”
“…Khajiit, lycanthrope, and a stripper, Maarz.”
“All irrelevant in the grand scheme of things. Stereotypes are for idiots, you’ve kept your condition controlled safely, and if someone looks down on you for being a sex worker, then they have another thing coming.”
“I mean…he’s a doctor, and he’s got a reputation to maintain now. It’s more important than…”
“I like how you forget about the whole gay thing.”
“…th…there’s that too, but…”
“Anyways, don’t worry about it. It’s something that’s very personal, very important. Tell him. Or someday he’ll find someone that strikes his fancy and makes a life with them without ever knowing how you feel about him.” The thought of someone else touching the mer as he dreamed of, kissing over his eyes, gentle fingers on his jaw before leaning in… J’hasi’s teeth clicked shut, ears flicking back.
“…if it comes up.” He turned back to his bowl, a grumbling whine in his throat.
“Damn it…they’re all soggy…”
“Give it here.”
“I spat all that crap back in there, that’s disgusting.”
“I kiss you all the time, give.” J’hasi sighed, then handed her the bowl, heading back to the kitchen to make himself another bowl. By the time he came back to sit on the couch next to Maarzi, she was grinning, chuckling a little with a mouthful of cereal. He scowled at her.
“What?”
“You get so finicky about how soggy you’ll let your cereal get before you won’t eat it.”
“Shut up…” He sighed when she rubbed at the base of his ears, ruffling his fur around his neck, a peace offering before he finally caved, starting to purr quietly, eyes closing to the bare minimum needed to keep his cereal from spilling as he continued eating.
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