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So he's a bit of a Fixer Upper [Silver Fox]

I think that might be the best because more scolding and his chest is bare~

At least his pretty hair is clean~
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So he's a bit of a Fixer Upper [Silver Fox]

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Of course!

Or I could just have him trying to put his uniform back on and only wearing pants

So he's a bit of a Fixer Upper [Silver Fox]

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How to make this even more funny...? Oh! Maybe Micah in a towel?

So he's a bit of a Fixer Upper [Silver Fox]

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Wait, so does alver expect to leave the clothes next to the door or come in or?

So he's a bit of a Fixer Upper [Silver Fox]

Micah had turned around to fiddle with a nearby leaf on the ground when he heard the door open. Straightening up, he looked over at his childhood friend and gave a nervous smile. Alver looked as neat as ever and it seemed that Luke hadn't killed him during their time together, so that was a plus.

Eh... The food, maybe it wasn't the right time to bring up the full Tupperware in his bag... Of course, that's when he moved to slip the bag to his upper shoulder and the Tupperware dropped like an anchor. Mikaela hurried to scoop it up before the Albino could see, but that was obviously a fool's errand.

Following Alver's directions, the blonde slipped off his shoes, smiling gratefully, but still a little sheepishly at his friend. A bath sounded wonderful and he let out a huge sigh of relief. Micah was about to brush the moosey bangs in front of his face when Alver did it for him. The blonde stood still, sort of in a daze from being pampered and also a little embarrassed. He- He didn't look that bad, did he?

Micah was suddenly turned around and pushed towards a bathroom, which he tried his best to offer a weird of thanks, but couldn't get the words out. Instead, he hurried over to the bathroom door, slightly tripping before pulling himself up with the handle. Micah quickly went inside and closed the door behind himself.

And... Another sigh of relief. That had been too awkward, he hadn't been able to say anything thankful at all! The blonde leaned against the bathroom door cursing at himself before checking out the rest of the bathroom he was in. How did this stuff even work?

So he's a bit of a Fixer Upper [Silver Fox]

Mikaela arrived quite a bit later than he expected, not even getting to the general area until 10:45. The man wasn't as exhausted as the past few nights... Or maybe he was running on all the nervous energy pumping through him. Had he really left Luke with Alver? It wasn't like he didn't think they'd get along- heavens no! But... Things were awkward between the two of them and he had just pushed the young boy onto him. It was a surprise that Micah hadn't gotten into a car crash with how much his head was in the clouds.

Micah was lucky that his evening job was so loud and rushed and that Hank was there, otherwise he might have slipped into his fantasies. With the busy lifestyle he was in now, his escape coping mechanism was thrown out the window. It was only because he had enough time to eat, work, and sleep that he hadn't had any recent daymares and night dreams.

Micah stared down at the tupperware in the passenger seat next to him. It had gone completely untouched for the whole night as was probably stone cold. The man didn't know if he should leave it out here or bring it inside... But maybe he should- oh dear...

Finally, Micah slipped out of the car, slipping the tupperware into his bag. He'd figure out that problem eventually, but for now, he wanted to stop putting such a burden on his tall friend. Racking his fingers through his strawberry blonde hair, he made for the door. His uniform of a tuxedo top and apron was wrinkled with his sleeves up to his elbows and the moose in his hair making it even worse than his everyday bedhead. The man came up to the door and gave it a hesitant knock.

But it was already really late, would Alver be sleeping? Wait, that was silly! He'd be watching over Luke or working! But what if he couldn't hear him? Mikaela moved from foot to foot before knocking on the door more loudly. "I'm pathetic..."

So he's a bit of a Fixer Upper [Silver Fox]

He's a curious little fox~ How else is he supposed to amuse himself while his papa is away?

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How often does Alver take out the trash? Because I can imagine a curious little blonde snooping around~~~

So he's a bit of a Fixer Upper [Silver Fox]

The boy nodded as Alver got up, snuggling more into the covers to get comfortable. It was strange to be in such a big bed, Luke had never been in one so big. The apartment that his father and him shared was relatively small, and he had only just gotten an upgrade to a twin sized bed. Micah used a queen from when Luke's mother was alive, but at least half of it was covered in clean clothes yet to be folded. His father tried to keep Luke from cleaning up in his bedroom, but it was a fruitless effort.

Luke contemplated this as Alver came back holding his prize. Luke gave a happy, "Thomas! Thanks!" smiling gratefully. He squeezed Thomas into his chest, giggling as he remembered Micah putting a fake spell on all of his toys to make sure even if he squeezed them too hard, they wouldn't suffocate. After a second, Luke moved slightly up so that he could see the picture book better.

As Alver told the story, Luke's eyes started to droop. Most of the day had been full of different chores Luke had given himself or taking care of his father. Usually the boy would force himself to stay up later, but with the covers being so comfortable and Alver playing with his hair, he slipped into lala land. The boy's tight hold on Thomas loosened before slipping onto the pillow next to his head.

Soft snores slipped out of the boy. Something Micah had never told Luke about.

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