#﹙˓ 🎙 ˒﹚ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ. ᴵᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵈʳᵘⁿᵏ ᵒⁿ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ᵇᵃᵇᵉ ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗ. ᴬˡᵃˢᵗᵒʳ & ⱽᵒˣ

[radioaf]

"My my my Vox."

"I suppose I shouldn't be surprised considering your my number one stalker at least you can do that right."

@voxxisms

[radioaf]

He is careful with his gaze as he watches Vox be well Vox for lack of a better word. Takes his own seat with grace as he crosses his legs and rests his head on his hands watching the shark tank. beautiful creatures to be sure. He understands why Vox adores them so.

Deadly yet elegant pack creatures in a lot of ways remind him of vox himself.

Misunderstood but worth loving.

"Only for you my darling. Only ever for you." He turns all his attention to his lover. With a wide boyish smile even a rarely seen smile.

"No you've not forgotten about any dates." He answers the last question first; the second is something the other would work out soon enough. "I wanted to do something unexpected for you and something I know you'd enjoy. Nothing more to it, Vox." He moves one of hands across the table to offer it to Vox to take if he so wishes. "Stop worrying and just enjoy the moment."

a dinner and a date? he wondered if he had missed some sort of important day between the two of them. was it his own birthday? he had forgotten it once or twice before, but a quick check on his internal calendar showed that it wasn't the case. no, this was a somewhat rare but not altogether strange showing of just ... affection.

a part of him worries this might be a bad thing.

is this a way of letting him down gently? he's been given this treatment before, although from other people. but if he worried too much, it would be obvious.

just let it be a perfect day.

❛ well. you do have a way with words and actions both, ❜ vox said in return, deciding to grin and take his seat. looking at the tank full of sharks and then to the food prepared here.

❛ and there's not particular reason you're doing this? ❜ okay, so maybe he wasn't great at shutting down his worries. but it was a fair ask! ❛ there isn't a date of ours i've forgotten about, is there? ❜

[radioaf]

Head slips  to side slightly, eye following the other gaze to above him there is nothing there for his eyes. Odd but this is Vox, his silly TV Man who always ended up falling victim to some kind of strange magic. It's how he reaches out for him that grabs his attention back to the screen he knows all too well and those eyes that looked lost. Lost in thoughts, that always lead to emotional turmoil for anyone if left to their thoughts for too long.

"There are beings larger than us. There are beings older than the universe itself, hell even older than god depending on what you believe in, personally I think a fear tactic use to scare us straight." He reaches out with one hand to brush his fingers down the side of his screen to offer some level of comfort; he is still bad at this after all.

The things you do  for the being you love.

Who Vox was muttering to was a mystery to him but also a name that rang a distant bell in the back of his mind which was highly annoying. No he could question it later right now it was giving vox a break from whatever for affecting him.

"But I don't think we are talking about the same thing somehow. Do you mean like some kind of puppeteer who is pulling the strings for us?" Before continuing to talk he takes Vox's hand on his own, giving it a squeeze thumb brushing over the back of his hand.

"I sometimes get the feeling that I'm not fully in control. I think it's normal to feel that way that someone is running the show we call life."

@radioaf whispered a line !! m!a: rp sentient ( accepting! ) "You seem more frantic than normal, mon chéri, would you like to talk about it?" (Hi Vox, sorry for everything Al has done he is pain even to me, and this magic anon thing i hope it ends soon for you)

more frantic? of course he was. he couldn't seem to think straight. everything happening around him happened simultaneously. it took over - stimulation to a whole new level he had never experienced. voices in his mind, presences he never knew existed and now could barely look away from. and they were everywhere. all the time. it was quieter, now, a down time, perhaps, but it only left him wondering how much peace he would have before it started back up again.

alastor would always be a welcome sight, especially this one. they were having dates and silly moments all the time, and he knew, oh, he knew where their most prominent one was going, he knew where it would end. it was a major spoiler, but one welcome one.

he loved him, after all.

❛ i don't know how to start. ❜ he admits it softly, reaching for him, even as his gaze travels north.

he finds a myriad a energy and moving parts. there's chaos in the space above alastor, where his puppeteer sits. where heat and chill meet, the movement of all things. the changing energy between spring and summer, bringing torrents of rain and whipping wind. and in the center of it all, a calm eye of the storm. sheltered and steady, offering a steady set of words that work to calm vox.

the apology is sincere, he thinks.

❛ thank you, chaos, ❜ he mumbles. how ironic.

❛ have you ever wondered if there were larger beings than us? you know. like ... gods, but ... more? i don't know. even grander? ❜

[radioaf]

"Then why do I still feel like I am on some days?"

It’s not aimed at Vox, not with those very hard to tune out eyes always watching, always presence that’s almost as close to him as his own shadow. It was comforting if a little creepy at the same time. It's a question he doesn't expect Vox to answer. How could he? it wasn't possible. He doesn't make a habit of asking deep level questions like this or get this deep into his own thoughts but he suppose Vox was a safe place to dive this deep with.

@radioaf whispered a line !! PEOPLE WHO REFUSE TO LET ANYONE CARE ABOUT THEM i've been alone all my life. it's nothing new.

❛ well, you're far from alone now. you're never going to be alone again. ❜

what else was there to say? it was simple fact. even when vox wasn't there in person, he was always watching, always had one eye and ear on the man. there would be no escaping, even if alastor wanted to. he could have told him today to leave him alone, and though he would verbally indulge him, he would never, ever stop.

he couldn't. it simply wasn't tenable.

[radioaf]

Of course he knew that video star before him was an old romantic at heart. It actually fits perfectly with his own love languages. Quality time, acts of service. This little date was definitely fixed into those two things.

Everything was a cover for his true plans in the end. Yes they were going to the aquarium but waiting there he had set up lunch for the two of them under the shark tank. Set up with Vox's favourite flowers and food lit up with candle light. He knew what his partner liked in the end; that was the messages he wanted to send here.

"Deadly serious I'm all yours till tomorrow no strings attached no deals or bargaining for time." He places a kiss at the top of his TV frame. "Just us two." He places another kiss there before moving away, pulling his way to pull out vox's desk chair from under the desk.

Alastor had called in a few favors and pulled a lot of strings to keep that news from Vox. He wanted today to be full of surprises after all.

He chuckles it's something soft about it, real even as uses his shadows to open a portal right to where they need to be. "I arrange for us to go in through a side door darling, unless you want to meet the press at the front door?"

vox was, admittedly, a romantic at heart. there would be no shortcomings of pleasure that came with knowing that he was ... well, known, to alastor. to be understood, enough so that alastor had gone to all this trouble ... it melted that half organic heart that beat in his chest a little more.

a softer smile graced his features as his hand was taken and kissed. the feeling of his lips on his skin was like flames to gunpowder, his nerves alight with the urge to pull him closer, to smother himself in his presence. he did resist, for now - contra would have made the efforts a little awkward, either way.

❛ well, i can hardly argue with all that. you're making me blush. ❜ not really, that was nearly impossible, although the slight hue change in his face was still present in a different way. a gradient look to him. ❛ wait, are you serious? ❜

his attention was easily grabbed by the idea of new shark cubs to visit. of course he was invested, he hadn't heard anything about it lately, but he'd been so busy!

❛ what are we waiting for, then? come on. ❜ tugging him impatiently towards the door, no more chatter while standing still to be had.

@radioaf

[radioaf-a]

Jumping through hoops was nothing new for the radio demon and well it was the look on Vox's face that made it all the more worth it. Now that grin was worth more than the headache of setting all this up was. Alastor's gave contra and nob so the shadowy creature disappeared to leave the two alone again.

No, he wanted to surprise Vox for change. A hard thing to do when the man saw everything down to the last detail but the radio demon had his ways to slip past the other gaze enough to set up little things like this.

"Well I saved you the trouble today." He moves so he could press a quick little kiss to the side of his screen, hand coming to hold Vox's letting his thumb run over the other knuckles. "You work hard enough and I want you to not have to worry about falling behind with work today."

Small talk, something both were more than happy to partake in. "Oh you know me dear I always find something to keep me entertained while you're busy working." The hotel had been quiet which was never a worry since he had been setting this little surprise up for the last few days. "No occasion other than you getting my undivided attention for the day. I've also been lacking in that area recently so call this my way of making up for that." Yes he knows the other being nosy about going on so in an effort to distract the other he brings vox hand up to lips to press a kiss to the back of it. "I thought we could start our day at the aquarium. I hear they have new shark cubs."

     a day long meeting was rare,  but not altogether very shocking.  his meetings were catagorised by initials,  &&  he didn't recognise them as any typically demanding clients,  so he figured it was probably an overzelaous first - timer.  but before he had the chance to even leave his office for the designated meeting room,  he spotted none other than contra,  alastor's shadow,  rising up from the darkess to wrap around him.  he didn't mind in the least,  chuckling easily as he pet the shadowy creature how he could,  allowing him to nuzzle against him as much as it liked.  his eyes wandered,  searching for alastor,  grinning wide when he found him.

it felt surprisingly sweet that alastor had gone through so much trouble,  given that he knew the sheer amount of hoops that one needed to jump through in order to set up a meeting with him in the first place.  of course,  a lot of them could be skipped when alastor merely mentioned his name.

        ❛  good to see you both,  ❜    he replied easily.    ❛  no complaints here,  though.  when things are scheduled in advance,  i know to move things around,  so everything is taken care of for the day regardless.  happy to go wherever,  no kicking or screaming on the docket.  ❜

❛  how have you been?  i know i got a little busy the last few days.  ❜    small talk,  something he was both good at  &&  generally enjoyed,  even between the two of them.  plus a healthy dose of being nosy.    ❛  is there some kind of occasion i've forgotten?  our old anniversary isn't up yet,  it isn't a birthday.  ❜