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Quackity smiled as he looked at the cute, currently mute, guy.
He was cute like that. Making exaggerated gestures, expressions to compensate for the lack of speech. Typing in chat if he wanted to say something. The cute smile that was on his lips when Quackity sang to him.
He was currently showing Multi around Schlatt's house. It was a nice house. Quackity didn't expect the ex-dictator to settle down and actually build a solid house, after what happened.
“Do you know how to build a house like that?” He asked and gestured around him, to the red brick house.
Multi only nodded and took another drag of his smoking pipe. Which can’t be good for his throat but he is not the rapper here, and besides when he asked Multi that he only got silence in response. None of his exaggerated faces or gestures. Not even a response in chat.
Quackity noticed early on how the guy was freakishly pale, and how in bright lighting he could see faint stains on his face. How his blue eyes would sometimes have purple sparkles in them.
While it raised questions, everyone had a past, Quackity didn't talk about his scar on his face. Multi didn't have to talk about his weird stains.
“I plan to build a very similar house to this one. You know? I can't just stay homeless forever.” Multi nodded again, listening closely, he was clearly thinking about what Quackity said.
“Hello? What is going on here?” The goat himself walks into his house, his suit spotless as ever, without a wrinkle visible.
He doesn't look the same as he did six years ago. Not having that wild and unpredictable look.
“Wait, are you smoking?” Schlatt adds furrowed brows and a scoff. After a second he smiles, coy. “Without me?”
Multi only blinks before offering the smoking pipe.
Schlatt takes it and puts his lips where Multi’s lips were a second ago and breathes in the smoke.
Quackity eyes the smoking pipe, Schlatt's lips where Multi’s lips were. He crushes the feeling of jealousy and narrows his eyes. Before laughing at the joke with a smile.
Multi takes back his pipe and puts it out and just holds it in his hand not taking a drag. Other than that the rapper doesn't react. His eyes flicking to
He exchanges a few words with Schlatt. The goat asks Multi to take a photo, because Schlatt is taking a photo of every person on the server.
Multi stands in front of a white background with a smoking pipe in his mouth.
Schlatt takes out his camera and comes closer. Then closer, until he is chest to chest with Multi.
Quackity feels his eye twitch, is that old man doing it on purpose? Just trying to get close to his Multi? Or is he making quackity jealous on purpose?
A dark feeling entered his mind and he thought of how easily he could kill Schlatt right there, with the camera in his hand. Too close to Multi.
Multi only raised his eyebrow at the closeness and blew the smoke in Schlatt's face.
“Okay! Okay! That's too close.” Quackity says, with his smile frozen in place and his hand on Schlatt's shoulder his grip tight.
Multi breathed out the smoke and just watched Quackity and how Schlatt looked at him and obediently backed away.
“Okay it's just- I can't see your face clearly with the pipe.” Schlatt gets his camera ready, clearly onto Quackity and his new interest in the polish man.
Multi pulls out his sun glasses and puts them on, and smirks as he looks at the camera.
Schlatt gives him a thumbs up and takes the picture and prints it out. He holds the photo in his hands and Quackity feels sudden greed. To just have the picture and hang it above his bed. And replace the picture of him and Multi with just Multi.
“Can you print out a copy?” Quackity walks over to Schlatt again and holds out his hand to see the photo.
Schlatt smiles at him, a knowing smile that screams ‘I know what you are.’
“Yeah, yeah.”
Multi walks over to them and leans over Quackity's shoulder to look at the picture.
Quackity feels his muscles locking up at the feeling of the taller and colder body behind him. That's another thing he realised, Multi was abnormally cold. Another thing to note.
Multi nodded his head but stayed there with his head on Quackity's shoulder for a few more seconds before taking a step back.
“Ookayy. Yep that was really normal, I'm gonna uhh- go Yeah. The KFC opening yeahhh.” Schlatt leaves without looking back, teleporting himself with the waystone to spawn, where the mentioned KFC was.
Quackity turns his head to look at Multi, the motherfucker was smiling as he looked down at Quackity.
Even while mute the guy could get over his nerves, he's cute when he speaks and he's cute when he doesn't.
“You little bitch.” He smirks and pulls Multi by his hoodie so they are eye to eye.
Multi's smile freezes and his face turns a light pink that gives Quackity a confidence boost.
“You think you can just beat me at my own game?” Quackity pulls the other man closer, foreheads almost touching. Multi’s confidence and smirk were gone, replaced by a nervous smile and a blush.
Quackity stared onto his light blue eyes. The purple sparkles seemed more prominent now, up close.
Quackity with his other hand places it on Multi’s jaw and leans on for a kiss. The other melts into the kiss following Quackity’s lead.
Multi’s lips tasted of the smoke he was smoking, his lips were rough and dry but he wouldn't have this any other way. And Quackity couldn't help but lean in more and place his other hand on Multi's lower back almost on his ass.
He smiled into the kiss as he felt Multi shiver.
It's a start of a very successful ‘friendship’ in Quackity’s books.