middaeg | [closed] and when the moon washes away

Who: Zack Fair & Aqua
When: After the moon mist has called down, before November starts
Where: Residential District
What: After making an ass of himself while feral under the moon mist, Zack has some apologies to make. Apparently Aqua wants to make them too.
Warnings: tba

[The moon mist had left Zack doing some pretty questionable things to a lot of people close to him. He never felt that antsy and heated before and for the most part he made a giant ass of himself with the way he acted. The moon had made him over-protective and assertive and in some cases even needy. And it was embarrassing waking up sore and beaten the next day because of it.

His feathers are in bad shape, tattered and unkempt. But Zack can’t get himself to do anything about them or let alone even touch them. They hurt like something fierce and he’s had some bad thoughts about wanting to rip them off his own back but he tries to chalk that up to the lasting after-affects of the mist.

He’s got to find Aqua and talk to her. After everything that went down, he’s got some apologies to make. It doesn’t take too long to find where she’s staying. So, he knocks.]

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[He nods dissmissively.]

Yeah?

[ Bad. ]

You've helped me before. I'd like to return the favor.

[ Yeah, she's calling him out. ]

[It's probably good that Zack never popped up any dog ears because they'd be folded down right now.]

Hey... it's fine. You don't have to do anything for me. I don't want to put you out like that.

[He rubs the back of his hair.]

I've got my wings into this mess, myself.

[At least he's admitting his wings are a mess.]

... I won't push it, but -- we're friends, Zack. Helping you isn't putting me out.

[ She sends him a meaningful look. Friends take care of each other, don't they? ]

[He gives her a lopsided smile at that.]

Damn, when you put it that way...? How can I say no?

[With a small sigh he outstretches one wing.]

Can you help me with this then? Maybe just... getting rid of the loose feathers or something.

[ She offers a smile at that, a hint of teasing in her eyes. ]

It's the truth, isn't it?

[ She pauses before nodding her head. ]

Of course. Just tell me what to do.

[ She doesn't want to risk hurting him or anything. ]

[She's got him. Zack can't help the grin he gets. His wings stretch open wide and here's hoping he doesn't knock something over with them. They're pretty damn big.]

If you see any raggedy looking feathers that look like they could fall out, pull em. And maybe straighten out the ones that look decent.

[ She's glad he's letting her help, but... ]

It won't hurt you to pull them out?

Nah, if they're damaged I don't really need them. They'll grow in.

[He's honestly just like a moulting bird. It'll feel good to get rid of the bad feathers.]

... Alright.

[ If he says so, then... she'll begin, reaching for one of his wings and beginning to work at the feathers - tugging carefully at the one of the feathers Zack described until it's completely removed.

... They feel so soft. ]

Is doing it like this alright?

[Instead of saying anything Zack finds himself growling contently under his breath. His wolf tail starts to wag like he's a doggo and his eyes close as she works.

Feels damn good!]

Mhhhhmm...

[ She can practically feel that tail wagging, and she can't help but stop - eyes widening in mild surprise.

Before she stops laughing. She can't help it! The way he's responding-- it's cute, to say the least. ]

[It's an automatic response to things that feel great?! He's like a dog getting attention so that tail is whapping quickly and completely betraying Zack's cool exterior.]

Don't- [Zack snorts, laughing as a wing quivers.] Don't laugh at me, that just happens, alright?!

Sorry -- [ Nope, still laughing. ] I can't help it. It really is cute.

[That tail?? Is just wagging more??]

Just what I wanna be called. Cute.

[At least he's not being called a puppy!]

[ Her tone is teasing when she speaks again. ]

There's a part of you that does.

[ Look... his tail is just wagging faster.

She goes back to what she was doing before - fingers working through his wings carefully. ]

What would you rather be called?

I don't know, devilishly handsome?

[He smirks. He's probably not even kidding??]

[ She laughs quietly. ]

That's rather confident of you, isn't it?

[He glances at her from over his shoulder.]

Hah. I guess I'll have to settle with cute. As long as it comes from you.

[ She can feel the way her cheeks heat up. ]

From me?

[ She finishes with the last feather on one wing, double checking her handiwork before releasing the gentle hold she had on his wing. ]

That should do it for that wing.

[He just grins, letting the comment slide away for now. He stretches out the one wing with a grateful growly noise and then adjusts for the other.]

Thanks, Aqua. That feels loads better.

[ She smiles then, beginning to look over his other wing. ]

I'm glad.

Here, this won't take too long.

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