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Maney followed Rookery into a clearing in the woods after they had reached the ground. Rookery had wanted to ensure Maney fixed their jetpack, and Maney was so excited to make his boss proud.
“Oh, just wait, I’ll make you so proud!” Maney exclaimed, joy filling his eyes.
“Oh, yes, of course, my heart is overflowing with happiness,” Rookery sighed sarcastically, rolling his eyes practically into the back of his head.
Maney paused. He stood up, nervous. “Do you mean that, or are you just toying with me?” Maney stayed in his spot, and did not turn around to face Rookery.
Rookery was...silent. He didn’t respond. Maney waited a few more seconds, but Rookery was still quiet, so he turned around to face his boss.
“Rookery.” Maney took a step forward. “Answer me.”
Rookery turned away. “Well, no sh*t I was messing with you, Maney. Isn’t that usually what I do?”
“No.” Maney started, and continued to walk toward the older man. “You have genuine kindness on occasion. I don’t let your thick walls fool me.”
Rookery turned back, surprise showing on his face. “How come you think so well of me when I treat you like sh*t more than half of the time?”
“Because you’re not all bad. And I’ve spent enough of my time with you to know that.”
Rookery sat there, silent and confused. Maney stood in front of his boss, and kneeled down. Rookery’s face flushed slightly. “Wh-what are you doing?”
Maney just smiled.
“Stop that, this instant!” Rookery demanded.
“I didn’t do anything, Sir,” Maney chuckled.
Rookery placed his shaky hands on Maney’s shoulders. “I’m sorry I’m such an asshole to you. You’ve done so just for me. You don’t deserve that.”
“It’s okay.” Maney smiled, taking the shorter man’s hands off his shoulders and holding them. Maney stood, leaning over Rookery and kissed his forehead.
“What the f*ck was that…?” Rookery looked shocked. “I mean that just caught me really off-guard.”
“Oh! I—I—I’m sorry! I didn’t realize…I’m sorry. I should have asked per—” Maney started over top of the older man’s spoutings, but was quickly cut off. Rookery’s chapped lips were placed onto Maney’s own supple ones.
“Oh f*ck*ng hell. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have.” Rookery pushed Maney off.
“No, I’m sorry. I started it…” Maney chuckled. “I–I didn’t mind. Really.” Maney looked up at his boss.
“You little b*tch,” Rookery laughed. He picked himself up off the tree stump, kneeling on the ground in front of Maney. “You’re too good for me.”
In response, Maney only smiled and leaned in. It was a short kiss. But long enough for either man to understand the situation.
“I like you, y’know,” Maney sighed, smiling, ruffling the other man’s hair a bit. “You’re an ass sometimes, but…you’re a kind person when it really matters. To me, at the very least.”
“I don’t know why, but I think I like you too.” Rookery looked away.
“Come here,” Maney chuckled, pulling Rookery in for a hug.
“You b*tch.” Rookery smiled, squeezing Maney tight.