forum Tied by a String (Private RP with Thighhigh)(Stalkers welcome)

Started May 16, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Cause there's no such thing as normal." He rested his chin on her head again, deciding it was very comfortable.

"Hmmm…" She hummed thoughtfully for a moment, before making a noise of agreement. "Alright, point. Why d'you have to be right all the time?"

"Well, someone has to be in this relationship," he said, rolling his eyes at her playful whining.

"Aw, man." She sighed dramatically, going limp against him. "And we all know it can't be me."

He snorted, easily holding her weight. "That's 'cause you never pay attention, Ms. Stark."

"I've got more important things to do." She said surely, with a small 'hmph'.

"Such as?" he asked, raising his eyebrows down at her.

"Memorizing pick up lines and being an asshole." She answered, meeting his gaze with a small grin.

"Who else are you using pick up lines on?" he asked, feigning offense.

"Literally every single person I meet. Except little kids. Older ladies find it hilarious." She said, schooling her face into a serious mask.

"Damn," he said, beginning to pull away in a dramatic fashion, "I thought I was special."

"I'm kidding, Klaus. Mostly." She huffed, holding him tighter with her good arm.

He ceased his struggling, smiling despite himself. "Mind if we sit down? My legs are getting a little tired." He eyed the loveseat in the back right corner.

"Probably a good idea." She snorted, her cheeks once again reddening as she released him to tug him towards the small couch.

"It's such a hodge-podge of office chairs and desks up here," he said, letting her guide him with no resistance. "Why do you need this many?"

"Some days call for a spinny chair, some call for normal chairs. I don't like desks all that much, I prefer tables, but dad likes 'em." She said, picking through the cluttered tables and desks. "Plus, we have other supes in here occasionally."

"So this is, like, the conference room?" he asked as they reached the couch.

"Sort of, I guess. Accidentally." She mused, plopping down and tucking her legs underneath her.

He thumped down next to her, offering his arm out for a hug. "Wonder if we'll ever get a super duo name," he mused.

"Might help if I had a name myself." She joked, leaning into him and wrapping her arms around him. "But that'd be cool."

"Everyone just uses your real name," he said. "Nobody knows mine. Only a couple of pictures of me without the mask."

"You ever wanna tell people your real name?" She asked, looking up at him and raising an eyebrow.

He shook his head, wrinkling his nose up at the idea. "Klaus Kasady doesn't roll of the tongue very well, does it?"

"I like it." She shrugged a shoulder. "I guess I'm just weird though."

"It'll make it easier for my dad to find me, too," he pointed out, scooting the slightest bit closer to Peggy. "That wouldn't be very good."

"Alright, point." She conceded, nodding reluctantly. "We don't want that. Okay, so maybe avoid leaking your name to the press then?"

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He squinted his eyes at her. "Is that something you planned on doing?" he asked.

"I wasn't planning on it, but I'm a dumbass." She said, shaking her head. "I mighta just casually mentioned it or whatever. Now I know to be more careful."

"Why wouldn't you ask before doing something like that? he asked, looking confused.

"Not-god, this isn't making a lot of sense." She groaned, letting her head drop onto his shoulder. "I talk a lot. And I have a very limited filter, meaning I say things on accident that, in hindsight, weren't a good idea to say. Y'know?"