#It’s My Heart That You Are Stealing (Chazz ♡ Byron)

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[ @depressedxboyfriendxbyron || Continued From Here ]

[ Chazz ]

"Oh, huh. Yeah...?" Rubbing the back of his neck, he pursed his lips, "Why's that? Like, for any reason?"

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Tacos, that was... So much better. He was happy that Byron was being kind to him.

"Tacos, but not Taco Hell?" He remembered that Byron didn't like Taco Hell as much as he did, "...can you cook? Or are we gonna go somewhere else?"

Chazz was hopeless in the kitchen.

It took everything within Byron NOT to say hot dogs or sausage. Or something similar. No, Chazz was trying to change the subject. He couldn't ruin it.

"Hmmmm, how about tacos...?"

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"Hey, man, that's not cool. Why would I want to cure my Big Dicks Syndrome?"

He pauses.

"Holy shit I'm a quadruped."

"I hear they make pills to cure that."

Snorts Byron, unimpressed.

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"...yeah, uh. Sorry, man." Chazz had a lot of things that sent him into a panic, but there was something about the whole dick trauma thing that seemed... A little worse than most men. Chazz had had more than his fair share of it, that much was for sure.

"So, uh. I'll... Shut up or something. What're we doing for dinner?"

"....of course not? Seriously Chazz, it was just a joke to heckle you lightly. Note taken that that sort of dry humor doesn't land with you. Sorry, man." Byron replies, tone unsure and now a tad worried for the other shark. Sure, Chazz was....Chazz. But what sort of treatment had the other shark gotten from others for him to be concerned...?

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"Hah! Y-yeah, I, uh, I totally knew that. You wouldn't like. Hurt me like that." He gulped, "Right?"

Honestly, he really did like Byron, but now he was a little worried. Keeping his tail folded over his crotch seemed like a good idea at the time.

"I, uh. I know you wouldn't... Right?" Was he telling Byron or asking him?

"It's a joke, Chazz. I'm just teasing you."

Is the light, patient reply. Byron raising a brow as he gave a soft snort.

"What? Can't handle a little heckling?~"

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"For what? Being proud of my body?! Is being sinful a bad thing, suddenly?" Chazz whined, getting up and taking a few steps away from Byron, "I thought you were supposed to like me. My dick's part of me."

Of course, Byron immediately laughs in reaction to Chazz. Shoulder's shaking with mirth.

"It's what you get.~"

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"I know a couple oth--"

Chazz goes still and quiet as he cups his crotch with both of his large hands. His thighs close around them, and he frowns.

"Man, that's not funny! Don't threaten the boys!"

"I swear, I must be the only shark with only one dick. I always hear about them apparently having two."

Byron snorts

"You might need an amputation.~"

He teases

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"Uh, I guess. But I got two." He emphasizes, broadly gesturing with both hands, "So it's super impressive."

He pauses, pouts, and shakes his head.

"It's terminal."

"A dick as big as your leg isn't the brag you think it is."

Byron laughs lightly

"What, you never mature past middle school?"

He jests