drive you home [CLOSED]

[engrishdetective]

WHO: Gunmax and Deckerd
WHERE: The Decker Room-in-progress
WHEN Sometime after McCrane finds Gunmax and the stasis cuffs are dealt with.
WHAT: Talkin' 'bout feelings.
WARNINGS: Robot feels.



Sure, it was stupid.

The idea had been to go out and dealt with Prism. One shot and bam. Dead. No, they've rarely ever had to make a decision like that before; they aren't executioners. They always bring their man in alive. Even if Gunmax was reckless about it, particularly in the beginning, even he's never taken a life.

He would have today if Blurr didn't stop him.

It's complex and he's ass-backwards about it and he'd really rather not deal with this, but he promised to stop by and talk about it. So here's Gunmax, parking his motorcycle and plopping down onto a crate, taking out his flask and sipping absently from it.

This is going to be awful.

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[patokichi]

"Ah... I know. Me too."

He accepts the flask, but rather, looks down at it. He doesn't drink. Just examines it, feeling the weight in his hands.

"Me? And what makes you say this?" He smiles, he knows, but he just wants to make Gunmax explain it.

[engrishdetective]

"Making a promise like that..."

Gunmax shakes his head. He knows that Deckerd will try, try everything he can to keep it, but that's just it. There's a fear in him now. That, inevitably, there will be a day they're going to be separated.

It's filled him with a sense of anxiety he hasn't experienced since, well. Kirisaki.

"Boy scout," he mutters.

[patokichi]

"Yeah well. You definitely won't be alone."

He reaches over, taking Gunmax's hand in his, squeezing, giving his partner the most deadpan look.

And slapping cuffs around both of their wrists.

"Not for a while anyways."

[engrishdetective]

The hand is gently squeezed in return.

Then there are cuffs.

"WHAT?! Again? Oh c'mon! Deckerd!"

Instinctively, Gunmax yanks on his wrist. Oh, he cannot believe this is happening again.

[patokichi]

"Sorry," He says, entirely sincere.

"But I don't want to let you risk doing something you will regret. You're going to stay hooked up to me until this is all over."

Well.

When Deckerd means something, he means it.

[engrishdetective]

Even if you hate me, I will follow you wherever you go. He remembers that pretty clearly from Deckerd not long after Gunmax had first joined. How easily Deckerd could say that and mean it.

Following his heart, because Yuuta does the same. Damn it.

"Great, so if we ever wanna go anywhere, you're going to be riding right behind me. Aaaand we get to recharge next to each other. And everything. How long do you plan on doing this?"

[patokichi]

"Until this explosives threat is over and you're not at risk of killing someone."

No matter how awful they are. He can't let Gunmax do it in cold blood. Not like that.

"I've done it before and I can do it again."

[engrishdetective]

"So if this takes weeks, you're seriously going to keep us cuffed for weeks. Don't be stupid!"

He knows why. Hell, he understands why; it was ... not smart, what he was going to try to do, but damn it, this is ridiculous. Gunmax can't believe this is happening again.

"For a day! We were cuffed for a day last time."

[patokichi]

"However long it takes, Gunmax. No use in trying to get rid of me. You know that doesn't work."

Maybe. Just maybe there's a small sense of pride. Strange pride. Like handcuffing yourself to your partner and being able to tolerate it is some kind of achievement.

But that's Deckerd.

"Look on the bright side, we can spend some quality time together. Work on the profile database I've started organizing!"

PAPERWORK, GUNMAX.