#argdenis

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hello mod finn i hope the blue star isn't consuming you. can i haev some argalia x denis (prefer no angst) i'm starved. if not that's ok i hope you have a good day. thank you

Hello nonnie you have amazing taste because I adore both of the men involved. Since I am having some ideas. Placing this before the Pianist, so Argalia is still off the shits, but not obsessing over his dead sister.

Class And Respect (Argalia x Denis)

Most Fixers know- and have had a run-in with- the Fingers at least once.

The Index was fairly easy to deal with- just go along with their prescripts, smile and nod, and all would be well.

Prove your mettle to the Middle, and you would do fairly well within the area they presided over.

The Thumb, however, required knowledge on how they worked, and trial-and-error wasn't appreciated unlike the other Fingers. Step out of line within the Thumb's territory, and you could very well lose your life.

Argalia had such knowledge. Of course he would, the first time he met them was under Iori's watch. The several other times have been sheer coincidence.

That's all they've been.

At least, that's what he's been telling Iori any time she asks where he's gone off to this time, without rhyme or reason to be anywhere near the Thumb's Southern Branch headquarters.

Mostly because, if she knew he had a thing for men who were half his height, he'd be laughed out of the cafe they both frequented as a catch-up spot. Which they were currently in, and given the time of day, his reputation by said laughter would be ruined.

"Earth to kid in blue. I know you have your questions, but I don't think your lunch has answers."

Argalia jolted, almost dropping his sandwich. "I was just.. thinking. About something I have to do."

"Oh? And what could plague a mind such as yours?"

Argalia, instead of answering, took a bite of his sandwich. Iori's eyes narrowed, every-so-slightly, but she relented, going back to work on her own sandwich, relishing the carambola jam inside.

After a few mere seconds of quiet eating, Argalia punctured the silence, both for his dislike of it and his need to ask the question he called Iori for, anyways.

"How do you tell someone you love them?"

Iori blinked once. Twice. She set down her sandwich. Guess some things, for her near-omnipotence, still managed to take her by surprise.

"That.. depends on the person."

"Let's go on the assumption that he's someone rather serious."

"I would say you should just tell him, but I imagine if it were that easy, you would have done it by now."

"He's with the Thumb."

Suddenly, the usually calm snakelike woman was very glad she didn't have anything in her mouth, because it would have been all over her fellow Fixer's blue and gold attire.

"Low-ranking?"

"A Capo."

"...Kid. You're going to be dating death if you ask him out."

Argalia briefly considered mentioning that he and the shorter, brown-haired Capo had, in fact, gone on several dates by this point, but decided against it. Mostly because the Purple Tear herself would want all of the details, and how could he succinctly describe the way the man's green eye lit up when struggling to hold his laughter? The way the moon shone on his hair during their- and he insists it's entirely by chance, every time- nighttime walks?

"He's worth the risk."

"He better be, kid."

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"You're late."

Argalia fell in step with a man who he easily towered over.

"Apologies~ It's a long walk from here to the nearest HamHamPangPang, I had to meet a friend there."

At the younger man's face, Argalia pulled out a small box from his coat pocket. "I got you a little something on my way out, if that helps my case any~"

Denis shot him a mix between a glare and an almost fond look, snatching the T-Corp box and quietly eating the toasted sandwich that was held inside. "...It doesn't."

Truthfully, it did- not many went out of their way for the Capo unless he ordered it, and even then, not many remembered his favorite HamHamPangPang order (right down to the ratio of bread-to-filling).

The pair continued as if they had done this same walk many times before (they had; same route every time, in fact), talking idly about this and that.

That was, at least, until the Fixer stopped, just fourteen steps shy of when he usually parted ways with the Thumb Capo.

"Den."

"Yes?"

"Can I walk you home this time?"

"...Katriel will be curious."

"We'll just say I had some questions, so you so generously escorted me~"

"...Reverb.. Fine, but remember the rules" Denis, glancing at the blue-clad Fixer, conceded with a sigh, much to Argalia's delight.

"I always do~"

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