04-06-2020, 05:58 PM
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— whether tom was amused or not, freddie would never know. when the man was being humorous and playful, he was grumpy and grumbling. when he was happy, he seemed grumpy and grumbling. when he was irritated, he was equally as grumpy and frustrated with anything and everything. he was a tough book to read, and a tough egg to crack. nonetheless, as tommy wordlessly stood up as if preparing for a fight, fred noticeably flinched and took a step back. though, seeing that tom wasn’t actually in the mood to fight fred’s bullshit with his fists, he relaxed and lowered his arms to his sides.
“a blessing?” he repeated incredulously, brows raising slightly. “when did changing diapers become a blessing?” it was definitely a blessing fred could live without, he decided. the dirty blonde seemed too wrapped up in his thoughts, rambling about his non-committal lifestyle to think much about tom getting closer, and closer. hell, he didn’t think anything about it until the man had already put him into a headlock. “hey!” with a playful grunt of effort as he attempted to get out of tommy’s grip, he huffed a few breaths as the man messed up his hair. running his fingers through his hair once tommy let go, he shook his head in amused disbelief. “i think i already see a couple gray hairs-” he teased, poking a finger against the side of tom’s head.
then again, it wasn’t like a lot of stirling men lived long enough to truly know if baldness ran in their family. instead he simply grinned at tommy’s last remark, seemingly more flattered than anything. “that’s the dream, isn’t it?” he waved a dismissive hand towards little tommy junior over with blake, adding with an absent smile, “not having kids or anything to worry about leaving behind? that’s part of the dream, too. nobody to miss me when i'm gone.” for such a dark and somber topic, fred surely seemed too lighthearted. "besides." he suddenly aimed to try and put tommy in a headlock, gritting his teeth as he ruffled his hair and muttered, "gives me more time to make you want to pull your hair out, cousin!"
— whether tom was amused or not, freddie would never know. when the man was being humorous and playful, he was grumpy and grumbling. when he was happy, he seemed grumpy and grumbling. when he was irritated, he was equally as grumpy and frustrated with anything and everything. he was a tough book to read, and a tough egg to crack. nonetheless, as tommy wordlessly stood up as if preparing for a fight, fred noticeably flinched and took a step back. though, seeing that tom wasn’t actually in the mood to fight fred’s bullshit with his fists, he relaxed and lowered his arms to his sides.
“a blessing?” he repeated incredulously, brows raising slightly. “when did changing diapers become a blessing?” it was definitely a blessing fred could live without, he decided. the dirty blonde seemed too wrapped up in his thoughts, rambling about his non-committal lifestyle to think much about tom getting closer, and closer. hell, he didn’t think anything about it until the man had already put him into a headlock. “hey!” with a playful grunt of effort as he attempted to get out of tommy’s grip, he huffed a few breaths as the man messed up his hair. running his fingers through his hair once tommy let go, he shook his head in amused disbelief. “i think i already see a couple gray hairs-” he teased, poking a finger against the side of tom’s head.
then again, it wasn’t like a lot of stirling men lived long enough to truly know if baldness ran in their family. instead he simply grinned at tommy’s last remark, seemingly more flattered than anything. “that’s the dream, isn’t it?” he waved a dismissive hand towards little tommy junior over with blake, adding with an absent smile, “not having kids or anything to worry about leaving behind? that’s part of the dream, too. nobody to miss me when i'm gone.” for such a dark and somber topic, fred surely seemed too lighthearted. "besides." he suddenly aimed to try and put tommy in a headlock, gritting his teeth as he ruffled his hair and muttered, "gives me more time to make you want to pull your hair out, cousin!"
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[size=10pt]*･ﾟ[abbr=24 years old, male, flintlock]✦[/abbr] COME ON AND BARE YOUR TEETH
[size=10pt]*･ﾟ[abbr=24 years old, male, flintlock]✦[/abbr] COME ON AND BARE YOUR TEETH