bucky reached down to scratch behind ky’lar’s ear, a smile forming on the man’s face. “i got you some stuff. i don’t, you know. think you can celebrate christmas but you deserve some gifts anyway.” a large, plush bed rested near the (small) tree, many chew toys and treats piled atop. “it’s not much, but i couldn’t carry anything more in just one bag.”

it was still ODD. being trapped in a body of an animal due to the fact he had PISSED OFF THE WRONG DEMONS. then again, he was slowly getting used to it — all he needed was MORE TIME. once that happened, he could finally LEAVE THIS BODY, and get back to one where he could actually do more than just act like a mutt. 

either way, he lifted his head up for a few moments with a LOW GROWL ( it was easier than trying to speak these days when all he wanted was to leave ). of course, it wasn’t much; upon looking at the presents, a long sigh escaped his lips. he hated holidays… hated them all and anyone getting things for him? Even in this form… it just felt plain old WEIRD.

“i deserve to no longer be a dog.” his words came out through coughs as he lowered his head back down to the ground, “i… i appreciate it.”

// @thewintersoldierx

potato places a step stool next to ky’lar’s stupidly tall frame, using it to plant a smooch right on his cheek. sorry. you’re stuck with this now.

honestly, the last thing he was expecting was anything actually kissing him. willingly or not, it was an odd site… at least for him to actually be kissed by anyone he didn’t know well. even then, it was a toss up that anyone ever did it. either way, ky just stood there… in silence as he didn’t know how to react… at all.

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The words of the other echoed for a few moments in his mind, but didn’t weaken his resolve or… what he was going to do. Yes, should have stopped; even made sure to not press things further. That was what should have happened, but at the same time… it meant that he would have had to have some restraint. 

A reason to why he looked up from the book for a moment as he spoke again, ❝ I could stop, but… ❞ he looked back to his book, ❝ Nine, Benign, Homecoming.❞  Ky’lar then looked up again; this time with a grin spread across his lips, ❝ Now, do I really need to go on? I could complete the words, but I think we can come to some sort of arrangement, don’t you?❞  

// @thewintersoldierx xxx