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With the press of their foreheads, Sips shut his eyes.  Who knew that getting what he wanted would’ve been so bittersweet after all?  “Sjiiin,” he sighed, the familiar drawl of the other’s name rolling off his tongue.  He tilted his head so that he was able to capture the farmer’s lips in a soft and slow burning kiss; the kind that left his heart beating a little too quickly by the time he’d drawn back.  “I’d never wish for those days, it’s gotta be said.” 

Another gentle kiss was pressed to Sjin’s lips before Sips’ arms moved to wrap around him in a tight embrace.  He’d never been a touchy-feely guy, but he just couldn’t seem to keep his hands off the other.  “You gotta leave sometimes though,” he muttered, cheek resting against Sjin’s shoulder, “The farm’s not gonna take care of itself.”  Sips would never ask Sjin to give that up for him now – he wouldn’t let him even if he offered.  “Could give you a hand over there if you needed it.  It’s only fair, eh?  I’d finally have a reason to break out the ol’ daisy dukes and tan my legs.”

There was the exact same halter in breath when he was suddenly caught in a kiss with Sips once again. There is no way he would ever get used to that -- no matter how many times he would find himself in Sips’ arms. Sjin braced himself up against the other, smiling into his mouth as he hummed in pleasure.

“I meant what I said, ain’t going anywhere without you.” Lifting a hand, he brushed his fingers through Sips’ hair. Letting it linger there buried in his black locks as his other hand travelled upward under Sips’ shirt from behind. Moving from where it rested on his chest, to slip underneath the hem of his shirt, seeking the heat of his skin under his palm. “I’d like to see that -- although, might as well just tan everything. Who needs those daisy dukes with a body like yours.”

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This was the conversation Sips dreamed of soon after Sjin left.  He wanted the apology.  He wanted to hear Sjin admit that what he’d done was wrong.  That he couldn’t get on without him.  After time had passed and he’d heard about how well the guy was doing on his own though, he knew he’d never get to have that discussion and eventually he didn’t even want an apology; he just wanted Sjin back.  

Seeing the other looking so dejected caused Sips’ heart to sink.  How could he have ever wanted this?  He’d sooner eat dirt than have to do this right now.  “Who fuckin’ cares if I was alone?  You were off doing bigger and better things and you didn’t let some dumb babby hold you back anymore.  Good for you.” ��A small smile pulled at the corners of his mouth as he finally put his own feelings of resentment aside for the sake of Sjin.  “You didn’t do anything wrong, Sjin.  Stop saying you’re sorry unless you wanna get your ears boxed.”  Sips gave the farmer’s hand a light squeeze, then kissed his cheek.  “I can let it all go as long as you don’t just disappear again.”

Sjin felt ashamed. Ashamed to know while he was growing wheat, soaking in the sun and feeding the world, he had left Sips behind in the darkness. All those inner turmoils of whether or not to bring Sips along. Ultimately deciding that the other wouldn’t care for such a business since... well... Sjin wasn’t really earning the big bucks. It was more for the self fulfilment he had every morning, looking over what he built. And with that, he knew Sips wouldn’t appreciate that as he would.

There was a hidden smile, one he felt wrong to have but he had missed Sips’ voice. His words -- the way he spoke. There was never denying how it could always flutter his heart. “I wouldn’t dream of leaving without you by my side again.” He promised as he pressed his forehead to Sips’, a soft breath turned into a quiet exasperated laugh. “I will be attached to your hip -- you will wish for the days I was gone by how much you’ll see me through the day.”

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The quiet whisper of what sounded like an apology was the reason Sips looked back at Sjin again and he really wished he hadn’t.  The look on the farmer’s face was one he never wanted to see and he felt even worse knowing that he was the reason for it.  Another stuttered apology and he felt sick to his stomach because why did he have to run his mouth like he always did? 

“H-Hey,” Sips said in a much softer tone than he usually spoke in.  He stepped close to Sjin again and very gently touched two fingers to his friend’s chin so he could tilt his head up and meet his eyes.  This had to be a new record for him screwing things up in such a short amount of time.  “I didn’t… I didn’t say all that stuff to make you feel bad.  I guess I just kinda wanted you to know that I’m not…”  Shoulders raised in a small shrug as Sips attempted to find the right words.  Sometimes he wished he was more eloquent.  “I’dunno.  I’ve always been my happiest whenever you’re around.  Nothing’s been the same since you left.”  A hand reached out to take Sjin’s, intertwining their fingers.  “I’m sorry.  Please don’t apologize ‘cause I’m the asshole here.”

It was all a mirage, none of this... none of this was happening. None of this kindness was deserved which made it all so... misgiven to Sjin. He was left rejecting each and every word. Standing there helplessly as his thoughts fended off what comfort Sips tried to offer. Even if those sweet touches were enough to make him melt, chest bumping against Sips’ as his knees almost buckled. 

“You’ve... you’ve done nothing wrong, Sips.” Voice quiet, weak in comparison to the others. Breath hitching when their hands were connected in such a tight, reassuring embrace. A soft smile slipped past and Sjin couldn’t fight how his eyes briefly fluttered closed in bliss. Cherishing it as a deep sorrowful breath passed his lips. “You’re right... its me. Its all me. I-I’ve done everything wrong. I’m the reason you were so... so alone. I’m so, so-so sorry.”

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Sips stared blankly at the concrete floor, unable to bite back the bitter laugh that then echoed throughout the room.  Happy?  What a fucking joke.  He should’ve known that Sjin would find it hard to believe that he had the emotional capacity to care even an ounce about someone other than himself; that he’d be capable of missing him.  “I tried to replace you after you didn’t come back,” he said defensively, pulling his arm back and scooting away from Sjin so that he could turn and get a better look at him while he attempted to justify his actions. 

“I had to start from ground up all over again, Sjin.  I couldn’t do it on my own, so yeah, I got help.”  Sips shrugged.  His walls were quickly rebuilding themselves, although he was doing his best to remain open with Sjin.  “And yeah… so maybe I tried to find some friends to replace you.  I got sick of being alone and the Hat idiots were a good distraction for a while, but they weren’t you.”  Sips was frowning, practically grimacing as his eyes focused on anything that wasn’t Sjin.  “It’s gotta be said… I did try to replace you.  It’s just nobody was ever good enough.” 

Sjin immediately winced, flinching slightly back in shame at Sips scorning him. The loss of his embrace creating an empty pit in his stomach, one that would forever remain, tormenting him as he stood there knowing what a disappointment he was to Sips. It seems he couldn’t do anything right, ever since he left.

He kept his sights firmly on the ground as he listened to Sips’ words. Almost shrinking where he stood, shoulders hunched over. Looking similarly to a kid being told off by a parent. “I’m sorry...” He whispered once silence loomed over them both, once what was said had sunk in and Sjin was left without anything else more to say besides that he’s sorry. He’s sorry that he’s caused so many problems for his best friend -- Sjin’s never wanted anything but the best for him. “...I’m-I’m sorry.”

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Sips could’ve easily made some joke or a smartass remark in response to Sjin’s seeming disbelief that he’d missed him.  He could’ve just shrugged it off and acted like he’d been fine all this time they’d been apart because he was Sips and Sips didn’t need anyone.  It took about a week of throwing tantrums and trying to convince himself that he was either better off without Sjin or that the guy would come crawling back for him to realize that he did need him, that he’d taken him for granted, and that he wasn’t coming back. 

“Yeah,” he said lamely while his hand dropped from Sjin’s cheek.  The arm around the farmer’s waist remained despite him not looking in his direction.  As much as it hurt his pride, Sips felt like Sjin deserved to hear the truth instead of just some false bravado bullshit.  “Every day.  What, did you think I’d just be fine waking up and suddenly my best friend is gone?  Lego talk is real hard on your own, Sjin.”  He cracked a small smile and glanced in Sjin’s direction.  “Of course I missed you.  You’re sorta irreplaceable, y’know?”

It wasn’t that he didn’t wish to believe it, he did, but with all that he’s heard, he found it hard. Word gets around in Minecraftia and Sjin couldn’t help but listen, especially when those whispers included Sips’ name. And more often then not it was about how great he was doing with others. One evening he even heard that Sips was getting comfortable hanging around the Hat Films boys and Sjin couldn’t even compare to them.

Which is why Sips was greeted with an expression of disbelief at his last comment. ‘ Irreplaceable ‘? Sjin hesitant to believe it more to protect himself, getting his hopes up in thinking that Sips thought so highly of him only for it to be all a lie. “But I heard that you did replace me, its why I didn’t think I would be welcomed back so soon.” His gaze was set on Sips, almost tempted to pull away but he selfishly wanted to keep this embrace for as long as Sips would let him. “Thought you were happy with Lewis, or Turps... or even those Hat Films babbies.”

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An arm slipped behind Sjin’s back so he could pull him a little closer as they kissed.  It was so easy and such a natural transition, but Sips was still feeling a rush of all different sorts of emotions that he really didn’t want to deal with right now.  All he wanted was to continue this and just relish in the way Sjin’s lips felt against his. 

His free hand moved to cup the other’s cheek in his palm when Sjin deepened the kiss and Sips couldn’t help the soft, pleased sound that just seemed to echo in his throat.  An amused grunt followed, although he waited a few moments before pulling back just enough to comment.  “I’m the best at everything Sjin, you know that.”  He pecked at the farmer’s mouth a couple more times.  “God, I missed you.”

There he was -- drunk on Sips’ kisses as well as addicted to his very being. Sjin could remember a time, before his farm, that his whole world revolved around this man. Just simply wanting to make sure that he was happy, satisfied, cared for in every sense of the word. Building, keeping him company and making sure he stayed fed. Even when he succeeded in getting Sips to laugh at something he said -- Sjin wouldn’t be able to hide his smile or hold back his own laugh with how infectious Sips was.

“You...” Sjin started but couldn’t finish -- between the kisses and those simple three words, he needed time to catch his breath. Maybe he should’ve taken it in a lighter tone, but Sjin couldn’t shake away exactly what those words meant. Sips to admit to missing someone was a big deal since Sjin always thought he was mostly indifferent in his eyes. “Y-you missed me ?”

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Looking away from Sjin, Sips rolled his eyes as the grey in his cheeks darkened unmistakably.  He was blushing and who the fuck did Sjin think he was teasing him like that?  If this was anybody else, he would’ve swung at them without hesitation.  This was Sjin though – not just some bozo teasing him about what they thought was going on between him and the farmer. 

“Jeez,” he muttered, chuckling under his breath.  He had half a mind to deny Sjin’s accusations in an attempt to play it cool, but Sips just absolutely buckled.  “Y-yeah.  Pretty fuckin’ irresistible.  So are you gonna kiss me or not?”  He mirrored the smug smirk that Sjin had on display and leaned in close to murmur, “Or I guess I could just take what I want.  Usually works out too,” before his lips connected with his partner’s.

Sjin couldn’t stay mad too long that Sips had taken his kiss before he was ready since, well, who could be mad when you had someone like him kissing you ? Once again, Sjin fell into the embrace comfortably. Eyes fluttering shut in pure bliss to know that this would soon be the norm between them. Allowing for any time he wanted for it to be initiated. Letting his arms wrap nicely around Sips’ shoulders, he hummed gleefully into his mouth.

“You’re the best at it anyway.” Sjin purred for when their lips were briefly parted, not even bothering to open his eyes since he knew there was no point because lips would soon find and capture Sips’ once more. Turning his head in a way to deepen it further even with a smile still so very wide.

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Things would’ve been so different if he knew this was something Sjin wanted.  They made their jokes and flirted the days away when they were together, but he always took it as just that – harmless horsing around with his best friend.  It never really mattered that some, or most, of what came out of his mouth was true because Sips just assumed Sjin was going along with it for the sake of “pleasing the boss.” 

“Fucking fantastic,” he muttered under his breath.  Just another thing to hold over the builder’s head if he needed to; although, he really didn’t feel too guilty about this one.  If they both wanted it, where was the harm?  “Yeah.  You gotta pay because you, uh… you owe me…”  Sips couldn’t even think straight.  “God dammit, Sjin.  Stop bein’ an asshole and just kiss me.”

Sjin was sent into a fit of uncontrollable giggles at how stubbornly brash a simple kiss could bring out in Sips. The reasoning he attempted to sell to Sjin was his favourite -- it shined the desperation Sips had and he made sure to soak it all up while he could. Still something so unbelievable to even think and yet it was right in front of him. 

“Someones eager -- are my lips that delicious ? That irresistible ?” The words curled along with his lips at how smug Sjin suddenly felt. A roll of his tongue and he couldn’t keep it under control as he teasingly touched his lips to Sips’ nose for a quick peck. “Or maybe my kisses are just that magical: do I have you under my spell, Sipsy ?”

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Sips couldn’t believe he was that desperate to make sure that Sjin stayed.  To have the nerve to ask him in the middle of what could’ve been his last kiss from the other.  Maybe that’s what spending most of his time alone had done to him.  The employees knew better than to bother him when his office door was closed, which was absolutely 100% of the time. 

“Okay.”  He left another soft kiss upon Sjin’s lips, sighing because he felt like a real dumb dumb.  “I would’ve more than happily kissed you way before now if I’d’ve known that was the case.”  It also would’ve been for his own selfish needs, but that was probably very obvious to anyone who knew the extent of their friendship.  The fingers in Sjin’s hair untangled themselves and he dropped his hand to rest on the other’s thigh.  “Hey.”  Pause.  “My turn.  You pay me.”

His head was still reviling in the fact that he had somehow managed to get the great Sips to kiss him. A guy most would glance over -- someone in the backlines that you wouldn’t give a second thought to. And now he had the pleasure of having Sips’ complete attention as well as lips ? Sjin was barely keeping up at this point, especially when his mind was taken away from the conversation to shiver at the hand on his thigh. A new sensation he could become seriously used to.

“Now you know -- kisses from you are the ultimate leverage.” If Sjin was in the middle of harvesting his land, and there was even but a brief whisper of a possible kiss from Sips would send him running without a second though. An amused raised eyebrow at the impatient demand made from his boss. “I gotta pay you now ? Doesn’t seem fair. What for, huh, Busta Brown ?”

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This one was much better now that he was getting some reactions from Sjin.  The hands on his waist and deepening of the kiss really had his head swimming, but Sips was determined to follow along at the other’s pace.  There was a lot that had built up to this happening and the last thing he wanted to do was fuck it all up by either being too eager or playing it off like it meant nothing. 

His fingers softly pressed against the back of Sjin’s neck before they slid upwards to tangle with the bottom of his hair while his tongue curiously swiped across his lower lip.  It was then that Sips’ breath caught in his throat and his mouth stopped its motions so he could instead whisper against his friend’s lips.  “Don’t…”  He couldn’t believe he chose to say this now of all times.  “Don’t go.  Please, Sjin.”

A shiver ran down his spine when he felt the light brush of nails against his hairline. Something so simple and yet still strong enough to result in Sjin making a small whimper. One he was thankful that was muffled by Sips’ lips against his own otherwise he would’ve all but ceased everything in embarrassment.

A high pitched surprised squeak when Sips’ warm tongue suddenly could be felt against his mouth. Honestly in such a spin he had certainly lost track of what was going on outside of how smooth Sips’ skin felt against his lips. Hardly catching on with what was spoken, before he stuttered out a reply. “When you’re k-kissing me like this -- k-kissing me at all, there is no chance of me going anywhere.”

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He probably would’ve never done it if Sjin hadn’t made it so easy for him.  The risk always felt far greater than the reward so Sips was too much of a coward to ever actually fulfill any of his poorly hidden desires until the guy was sat there in front of him with his eyes closed and lips puckered.  How had it taken them so long to get to this point? 

“I know, it wasn’t my best.  I’d probably even say you’re being generous to give me five stories for that one.”  Blue eyes remained half-lidded while he spoke; far too focused on Sjin’s lips to notice much else.  “I can do better.”  His hand on his friend’s shoulder slipped up to the back of Sjin’s neck to draw him in for another much needed kiss.

Brows furrowed since for a split moment he noticed how Sips’ eyes seemed to linger on his lips. Confused as to why he thought he could see a heated gaze, or at least he thought he saw what he wanted to see. Maybe Sips was still recovering from how forced it all was. Or even how terrible of a kisser Sjin might’ve been, even if he followed his every move.

Sjin floundered about when he was suddenly dragged in once more. Not having been prepared for such a thing, not even when he was briefly warned with Sips’ rushed words. A sharp gasp and strangled amused noise until he was happily shut up by another kiss. Sjin even brave enough to rest his hands on either side of Sips’ hips as he angled his head into the kiss. Deepening it himself as he hummed hungrily into it, still that hint of timidness while he memorised what he could now before it was taken away from him.

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Motherfucker.  Sips was hoping that Sjin was going to back down first because now he was faced with a butt load of temptation.  He had the power to actually do this if he wanted to – to kiss Sjin with no idea of what the consequence would be.  It was like a weird game of chicken where it felt like the builder was challenging him to do it since he knew he wouldn’t. 

Maybe that’s why he finally committed and closed the gap. 

Pale lips touched touched soft warm ones while Sips’ hand hesitantly moved to the back of Sjin’s head.  The way his mouth moved was slow and purposeful and for a moment he was convinced that this was just another dream.  His dreams were never this good though and the CEO started to draw back, his hand moving to sit gently on Sjin’s shoulder.  “How much do you think that one was worth, eh?” 

When lips touched his own Sjin was about ready to float away. It happened. He actually got Sips to kiss him. After so long, thinking he was forever pointlessly flirting with him. Even if he had pressured the other to do it -- he was still so very much on cloud nine. A flutter in his heart as his toes curled inside his shoes. A wash of warmth across his entire body, heating his cheeks the most as he let Sips have control of the kiss. Not wanting to ruin it by doing something wrong.

When he was given back control of his mouth, he bit down on his bottom lip shyly. Nodding shakily while his eyes still burned with confidence he can so easily muster to hide just how much such a simple kiss had him singing on the inside. “Good enough for a few floors of this skyscaper I think. Can go for round two if ya want this building to be more then five stories high.”

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Swallowing as Sjin leaned in closer, Sips didn’t budge from his spot.  He just sat there, staring at his friend with an amused grin spread wide across his lips because he knew this was just a joke.  This was their thing and god damn did he miss how well they were able to go back and forth with one another. 

“Aw, Sjiiin,” he drawled, his face still pretty close to the architect’s.  “You gonna build me another skyscraper?  What a fucking guy.  Maybe you deserve a few kisses after all.  Just one is worth more than you’d ever make in a lifetime, so pucker up, baby.”  Sips continued to stay still, not leaning towards Sjin but also not leaning away either.

Sjin wasn’t all too sure himself whether or not he was joking around with the idea of being paid in kisses. It was a fine line between wishing it to be so, as well as pointless flirtations he has come to expect with Sips. But even now, as he stared into those piercing eyes, did he not even flinch at the idea. Even more so when he noticed that Sips wasn’t even looking to pull back either.

With a flutter of his eyes, he did his best to try and be alluring. Even if he had no idea what that even constitutes since Sips is never really clear on exactly what he found appealing. “If thats what you want me to do -- just gotta pay me first, Sipsy.” Even sparing a wink before he pointedly let his eyes fall shut and lips pucker.

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The stammering from the other easily kept his smirk in place.  That was the Sjin he’d known for so long, but what came from Sjin’s mouth next quickly wiped that stupid smug look right off Sips’ face.  “You want–”  A snigger interrupted him because surely he wasn’t serious.  He was just yanking his chain and trying to get him back for teasing him about being jealous.  Right? 

After a moment of shared silence, the grey man’s gaze returned to Sjin with his eyebrows lifted.  “Really?  I thought you would’a wanted something else like more shares or a really swish place of your own on the compound.  No?  Just me?”  Pausing to laugh, Sips wiggled his brows at his friend.  “Yeah, alright.  A kiss from Sips is priceless, but I guess we can work something out.  You want an advance on your first paycheck so you can get a taste for what’s in store?”  He obviously still wasn’t taking the offer seriously.

There it was -- Sips’ own flavour of flustered. Not a man of words when Sjin had seemingly caught him off guard. Just perfect. Sjin leaned back and admired his handiwork with a shit eating grin. Soaking it all in as he committed a rare speechless Sips to memory. 

An eager nod was returned as he giggled along, bouncing with excitement at the familiar playful banter he had gone without for so long. “Of course !! Wouldn’t expect anything less.” Even going as far as leaning closer to Sips while still smiling brightly. “I mean, I wouldn’t want you kissing me while I’m a sweaty mess after building you some skyscraper.”

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Arching his brows at the question of if he had a map or not, Sips dropped his head into his hand and began laughing hard as everything started to click into place.  “So that’s what that was.  God dammit, I thought Turps had pissed all over my map or something.  I can’t believe that’s been you all along.”  Although the CEO had to admit that he had a pretty good idea of the location of the farm after he and Xephos had a few drinks one night.  He just never did anything about it. 

“I was thinkin’ we either get rid of Turps or keep him around for the cheap labour.  It’s your call since you sounded sorta threatened by him earlier.”  Sips was snickering and smirking at Sjin, easing back into his more teasing nature.  “And then we get this place back to its former glory.  If you’ve got the time, I mean.  O-or if you even want to.”  He shouldn’t assume anything.  From what he’d heard, the guy sounded pretty happy on his farm.  “You tell me.”

              There is no resisting the urge to laugh along whenever Sips’ laughter rang through the room. Sjin, of course, was repeatedly effected as he sat back and let himself soak in the warmth that came from such a sound. Even if it was slightly disappointing to hear how easily Sips gave up the search for him. He would’ve hoped his friend, and boss, would be interested in what he was working on. 

              Such a flustered mess, as Sjin scrambled to try and deny all he could with a bashful grin plastered across his face. “Hey - no, I wasn’t... there’s no jealousy. I was just... I was just worried. Cause you can n-never trust hired help.” Even if he could feel the heat pulling at the base of his neck, Sjin was quick to move on from this, hoping to spin it back around in his favour. “I’ll come back, sure, under one condition: I get paid in sweet, sweet, Sips kisses this time.”