#kapkansiege

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The thought of Kapkan sitting as his work space getting frustrated with the small adjustments to his EDDs and the entire Spetz team can literally feel his moodiness just rolling off of him and suffocating the room they roll into action.

Glaz is making hot chocolate for all of them. Sasha's gets a special splash of that good stuff in his because he complains if he doesn't have it.

Fuze is getting the floor prepped. Blankets everywhere. And pillows don't forget the pillows. Glaz is a sucker for his firm body pillow.

Tachanka is coaxing Kapkan to come away from his project only to have to lift him up and plop him down on the blanket and pillow pile. Where he can see that all of his teammates have accommodated to him.

All is right with the world. No more angry princess Kapkan. The day is saved and the four Spetz can all sit and relax.

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Okay but take Kapkan.. and put him in thigh high socks.

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KAPGLAZ

Some drabble for one of the many ships I enjoy~. Take it and love it. ❂Dancing with a Stranger❂

His feet feel awkward in these tight shoes, this suit is too uncomfortable and suffocating. These people eye him like some sort of animal, he hated when they had to handle politics. It was the last thing he wanted to be bothered with, everyone was the same. These suited up, snobby, wealthy people who spent their nights drinking high classed alcohol and tiny finger foods. But... it was for the Russian embassy... they were all required to be here. That didn’t make him feel any more uneasy, his team was all so spread out and minding their own business that he had managed to perch himself in a corner and simply people watch. Humans were always particularly funny to watch to him. The way their body postures told more than their lips ever could. Women holding their hips, straightening their backs as if they were a rabbit trying to attract a mate. Men puffing their chest like some sort of bird while the pranced around strutting their tail feathers. It was all bland and uneventful for him. With clammy fingers wrapped around his glass of what only anyone could assume was the strongest alcohol they offered at the establishment he continued to shift uncomfortably, pulling every so often on the collar of the constricting black suit he had be crammed into. It wasn’t until a slender form approached him that he fully tensed like a dog raising its hackles at an approaching enemy. The female was someone he wasn’t familiar with. But she looked well more interested in Kapkan than he was into her. The words that flooded from her mouth went on deaf ears, muffled and completely ignored because he couldn’t be bothered to hold a conversation with a stranger.. Lips wrapping around the rim of the glass in his hand so he could finish what was left of his drink, his throat and lips felt so dry. It wasn’t until people began to descend to the dance floor that he felt this strange woman pull him along and have them begin to sway with the music. Usually he would protest but he could see his team now, watching from a far and snickering like the group of gossips they are... all except for a certain sniper who was looking at the floor. He could see that look, the posture of someone experiencing irritation that was slowly bubbling into rage.. Glaz was jealous? Why? Oh yeah, looking down now he could see his arms wrapped around the smaller frame of the female, her arms wrapped around his broad shoulders and very little to no space between them. She was still talking, her red lips moving all the more closer... It was out of instinct but Kapkan dropped his arms and practically dropped her, causing the woman to stumble and fall on to the floor. All he could do was look at her while she huffed and yelled every possible curse his way. Every set of eyes that were able to see him were now fixated on the scene before them. Okay so maybe he panicked and dropped her... she kinda deserved it considering she was moving so close to his face and he was already feeling claustrophobic as it was. To avoid any other conflict and for once to keep his mouth shut so he didn’t ruin things further, the hunter threw his body towards the nearest door.  Thankfully it lead outside and allowed him a moment of fresh air. A hand coming to comb and push back those dark dusty brown strands before his ears picked up on the sound of footsteps and the door opening behind him. It wasn’t a set of heels so he knew it wasn’t the woman or Finka after him. No instead he got a strong hand on his shoulder and when spun around he was met with the most... breathtaking sight. Glaz’s ocean grey blue eyes were peering up at him, a smile on his features. Before he could even explain himself he felt the arms of the sniper ensnare him and his head rest on his shoulder. “You are a trouble maker even when you mean not to be, Maxim..” The words made a huff come from the hunter. But the sniper wasn’t wrong in saying that... “She shouldn’t have been so close to me... The air is so thick in there I could cut it with my knife... if Finka had let me bring it..” Kapkan sounded like a pouting child, but reluctantly his arms wrapped around his companion. Head resting on the others while they stood there for a moment and before Kapkan even realized, Glaz had begun to move their forms in a swaying motion as if to have them dancing. Now this... this felt right to him, there was no added pressure to his chest, no tight dry feeling in his throat. It was just the two of them enjoying each others company. “You know, you’re pretty cute when you’re jealous and pouting~.” That earned Kapkan a jab to his side, the both of them chuckling and locking their lips in a tender kiss. The moon above setting the perfect lighting for them to just exist in each other company with no further distractions. “Maybe I should tell her my fiance isn’t fond of someone else having their arms wrapped around me~.” The hunter couldn’t help but feel proud of himself when he simply got an eye roll from the sniper and a quick pat to his cheek as if a way to tell him to stop talking.  “We should go back inside, find Sasha and the others... they were worried when you stormed out here like you did..” Glaz mentioned now locking their fingers together, the two of them staring at the silver and gold bands on each ring finger. As cheesy as Kapkan thought it was, he never even hesitate when Glaz offered him a ring that was passed down in his family. It was important to him... and it would continue to be important to them both. “Alright alright.. I guess I’ve had my fill of affection... just don’t like being at these damn events.. the sooner I can go home and bend you over a chair the better.” Kapkan made a noise similar to that of a growl and gave the sniper’s rear a good squeeze while they walked up the stairs to the door. “Who says I’m going to let you top tonight~? You’ll have to fight me for it, Princess.” A challenge? Oh now the night was beginning to sound more and more fun. “You know I can never say no to a challenge~.” LOTS OF GAY MUSH STUFF! YEET ENJOY IT!

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R6 Band/College AU?

So like I've had this idea about Bandit, Blitz, and maybe Kapkan being in this edgy ass band in college and the three of them constantly get into trouble and it develops into this thing where Jager gets so enthralled with the music he strives to want to be in the band with Bandit and to show him he can play instruments and actually has a decent voice... but it ends up being a thing where.. the music Bandit and them perform is too harsh on Jager's throat and he ends up damaging it permanently.. but he doesn't have the heart to actually tell Bandit and the others do he just avoids them and Bandit.. like the idiot he is has fallen in love with this little dork and actually gets really hung up and fucked up thinking he did something worse.. it doesn't help when he starts seeing Jager trying to sing along with Fuze playing on piano and shit. LIKE DOES THIS SOUND LIKE A THING I SHOULD WRITE ABOUT???