thatnamelesswatchdog

Anonymous asked:

*Nameless gets a call from Lord Hater's ship*

thatnamelesswatchdog answered:

He blinked at the pleasant surprise and picked up the phone happily, “Hello?”

thatnamelesswatchdog:

curtie-the-watchdog:

 

"I think they’d call you if it was anything serious. Maybe putting her in scouts really improved her behavior." He leaned against the pillow and got comfy as he picked up a Rubix cube to tinker with. "Yeah, Peepers made the announcement there’s some ripe planet picking on the other side of Glongard, and since a majority of the population speaks Glunnish, they’re having me be the head of communications since I’m the only one who speaks it on the ship. I think I’d rather bash my head into a glass wall until it breaks." He smiled. "I guess then I could get sent home for extended sick leave."

Nameless giggled and couldn’t help feel proud of his husband. “What can I say, you’re a talent of tongue.”

Curtie smirked at his response. “Well, you’d know first hand wouldn’t you?”

thatnamelesswatchdog

Anonymous asked:

*Nameless gets a call from Lord Hater's ship*

thatnamelesswatchdog answered:

He blinked at the pleasant surprise and picked up the phone happily, “Hello?”

thatnamelesswatchdog:

curtie-the-watchdog:

thatnamelesswatchdog:

curtie-the-watchdog:

"Hey, it’s me," Curtie said into the phone. He pushed away some of his papers on his desk to lean in on his elbows, speaking into the headset. "I’m on a break right now and wanted to check up on my better half." 

Nameless giggled, “as if there’s a bad side of you. I’m doing good, same with Macy. She’s so adorable that people ask about her at the cafe all the time.”

"That’s good to hear." Curtie stood up and walked over to his bed, sitting down to talk. "Has she been coming home with anymore bad notes from her teachers lately?"

"If she has, I haven’t been getting them. But I think she’s been good lately." He rested the phone on his shoulder and continued making the dough for the pastries. "How are things up there? I hear you’re going to be passing the glongard nebula soon. Sounds far."

"I think they’d call you if it was anything serious. Maybe putting her in scouts really improved her behavior." He leaned against the pillow and got comfy as he picked up a Rubix cube to tinker with. "Yeah, Peepers made the announcement there’s some ripe planet picking on the other side of Glongard, and since a majority of the population speaks Glunnish, they’re having me be the head of communications since I’m the only one who speaks it on the ship. I think I’d rather bash my head into a glass wall until it breaks." He smiled. "I guess then I could get sent home for extended sick leave."

thatnamelesswatchdog

Anonymous asked:

*Nameless gets a call from Lord Hater's ship*

thatnamelesswatchdog answered:

He blinked at the pleasant surprise and picked up the phone happily, “Hello?”

thatnamelesswatchdog:

curtie-the-watchdog:

"Hey, it’s me," Curtie said into the phone. He pushed away some of his papers on his desk to lean in on his elbows, speaking into the headset. "I’m on a break right now and wanted to check up on my better half." 

Nameless giggled, “as if there’s a bad side of you. I’m doing good, same with Macy. She’s so adorable that people ask about her at the cafe all the time.”

"That’s good to hear." Curtie stood up and walked over to his bed, sitting down to talk. "Has she been coming home with anymore bad notes from her teachers lately?"

thatnamelesswatchdog

Anonymous asked:

*Nameless gets a call from Lord Hater's ship*

thatnamelesswatchdog answered:

He blinked at the pleasant surprise and picked up the phone happily, “Hello?”

"Hey, it’s me," Curtie said into the phone. He pushed away some of his papers on his desk to lean in on his elbows, speaking into the headset. "I’m on a break right now and wanted to check up on my better half." 

thatnamelesswatchdog

rinnysega asked:

"I'm cold. Come closer" (for Curtie)

thatnamelesswatchdog answered:

It wasn’t even near winter but with the unexpected fall weather, it seemed so much colder than usual. Nameless wore a blue sweater with a little rocket ship on it. He sat on the couch looking outside for Curtie’s arrival. When he saw him in view a smile formed on his face. He longed for the comfort of him by his side and for the soft warm nuzzle within their hugs. He got up and opened the door before Curtie could even get his house key out. Curtie smirked not expecting the welcoming watchdog. “Someone’s eager.” He remarked and Nameless just smiled and kissed him lovingly but quick. He was about to move aside to let Curt into the house when he found himself pulled closer to the other. And heard him mutter,
“I’m cold, come closer”
Nameless happily obliged with another tight hug and a sweet kiss.

When they finally broke apart, a strong wind chilled them both and a few stray leaves scattered up in a whirlwind by the road. Curtie shivered, so used to the controlled temperature of Hater’s ship and unused to such conditions. “Let’s get closer inside, I’m freezing,” he said, and picked up his luggage as he and his husband headed inside.

Their house was actually small townhome nestled quietly above the cafe Nameless owned and operated. Inside the threshold, Nameless removed Curite’s scarf and set it on the hook and the two made their way up the stairs to their humble little abode. 

"Macy’s going to be happy you’re here early," he said. "She’s still out though. They started having their scout meetings after school and the charter bus brings her home." 

"Hope she’s dressed warm.." Curtie mumbled as the two made their way into the small living room. "Now.." He set down his luggage and backed against the door to close it. "How about we get changed into warm PJs and cuddle..?" he suggested with a tint of need in his eye.