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Sawyer's near the dorms. He'd ventured out to get something to eat and he's minding his own business as he makes his way back. He's very aware of his surroundings, always on edge. Nothing is out of the ordinary but still.

He doesn't see the person nearing him.

[l0vemekn0t]

After the initial confusion over…all of this, Bishop was beyond ecstatic to find something familiar. Someone. Familiar.

It had taken him all of about five seconds to gather Sawyer up into his arms and feel the tension in his shoulders release all at once, “You’re here,” he breathes against his neck.

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Sawyer tenses the moment he feels someone close, how hadn't he noticed...? He feels himself pulled up into someone's arms. He freezes, terrified as he feels the breath against his neck. He can't seem to form words or to fight to get away.

What... The voice doesn't sound familiar but they seem to know him.

[l0vemekn0t]

Of course nothing can go well. The shift of scent and Sawyer tensing up and not saying anything hit at the same time. He didn’t smell right. He, well, he smelled like him but…different.

Bishop doesn’t want to let go. And it takes real effort to slowly release Sawyer but he doesn’t move away. He can’t. Not yet.

“Sawyer?” Questions. He has questions. Why didn’t he respond? Why did he tense up? Why did he smell different?

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Sawyer is still drawn in on himself, eyes wide as he stares at Bishop once he's put down. He's doesn't understand why a stranger knows his name... why a stranger touched him and he's scared. He thought he had escaped all of that... everyone, everything. His hands ball up into fists but he still can't seem to move.

"how...do you know my name?"

[l0vemekn0t]

This wasn’t the kind of familiar he had been hoping for but he sees it immediately and takes a half step backwards away from him to give Sawyer space.

“You’re my mate,” he murmurs, and then amends, “or…were. Uh…you smell different.”

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Sawyer looks no less confused as he stares at him with wide eyes. There's still fear in them.

"Mate...? Smell..." He bites his lip and takes a step back, wanting to run or otherwise disappear.

"I don't know what you're talking about..."

[l0vemekn0t]

Bishop can smell that fear even without Sawyer being…his, Sawyer.

“I don’t know. I…,” he worries the inside of his cheek, “if this place exists then maybe that means there are different…versions of us, too or something.”

He hesitates, “where I come from, I guess a version of you, is a wolf. I reached you from a really fucked up pack…and you became my mate. That version of you. — I’m not going to hurt you. I’m sorry I just grabbed you like that. I didn’t realize you were different.”

[bilocations]

Different... realities... It's not the hardest thing for Sawyer to believe and there's something instinctive that makes him want to trust this man but he doesn't know what it is. He's never felt something like that. He swallows a little and turns the explanation over his mind.

He's no less afraid but at least he's not running away from Bishop right or outright calling him a liar. He chews on his lip.

"I'm not a wolf..." whatever that means. He doesn't get it. Mate...wolf? He doesn't know enough pop culture to even have a passing knowledge of werewolf mythology.

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[adistraction]

Cutie! Wanna come with me to get ice cream?

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I would like that.

[adistraction]

Sweet. Okay. Send me your address and I’ll swing by and we can go. Right now okay?

[bilocations]

Okay. Yeah.

[ Sawyer sends his address to Hunter and then a message to Bishop that he's going out for ice cream with a friend so if he comes home he won't worry. ]

[adistraction]

It doesn’t take long before Hunter comes tapping on Sawyers door. He rocks a little on his feet and waits for the other to answer.

He needed to get out of the treehouse, but being alone was not an option. Hunter was going a little crazy without anything solid to focus on. And he wanted ice cream.

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Sawyer smiles shyly when he opens the door. He's dressed in one of Bishop's hoodies and lounge pants so all in all he kind of looks like he's being swallowed up by his clothes but he feels a bit better like this, with Bishop's scent. This is the first time he's left their place, ventured out into the world and it's been even longer since he went anywhere and not been with Bishop.

"Hi."

[adistraction]

Hunter smiles when the door opens and Sawyer shows up looking like someone’s boyfriend.

“Cute,” he breathes and nods, “ready? How are you? You’re glowing.”

[bilocations]

Sawyer flushes at the compliment, lowering his head a moment before taking a step outside and closing the door behind him.

"I'm ready... good. I'm good."

A pause.

"What do you mean glowing?"

Have A Seat • [post The Hollows Opening, sometime in the future]

[adistraction]

Working at the bar had proven to be both a great thing, and also kind of an unfortunate thing. Hunter took Lennons Friday shifts so that the other could spend the day/night with Daeshim, but on the nights when Lennon was working - Hunter shared his normal duties between the main portion of the bar, and the private portion where Lennon danced.

Watching your boyfriend dance (even in front of strangers, some regulars at this point) led to….some….moments of the body thinking what it wants.

Hunter was on his break and had managed to wrangle Sawyer into his lap to rest and snuggle while half watching the show. Sawyer was soft and comforting, and Hunter tended to gravitate towards him on his breaks if he could. Plus, it was a way to make sure other people did t get handsy with Bishops mate.

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Someone else has the pup for once, Sawyer reluctantly handing her over at Bishop's insistence. He smiles when Hunter pulls him into his lap and he always enjoys snuggling with Hunter...and sometimes exchanging kisses and the like. It's kind of strange to cuddle someone while their boyfriend is on stage but then again Sawyer's mate runs this bar so really it's all an interesting situation.

He's settled on the other's lap before he starts to feel something poking him and he squirms instinctively before lifting his head from where he had rested it on Hunter's shoulder.

"Should...i get up...?" he says, his ears going a bit pink. "...should I touch it?" Sawyer flushes even more when he says that. Is that why Hunter had pulled him into his lap?

[adistraction]

Hunter looks confused for a moment, his attention being pulled from the stage and Lennon to look over Sawyers.

“What? No. I like you where you are—-“ but, oh….oh God, heat rises to his cheeks, tinting his ears pink even in the low lighting, “oh. I’m….I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to….”

He pauses, “uh…do you…want….to touch it…?”

Sawyer was slowly coming out of his shell and Hunter likes to gently push him. It was good for him! And Hunter was safe. Hunter wouldn’t do anything to hurt or scare the little wolf.

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Sawyer swallows a little and he's still kind of unsure of what Hunter's intentions had been and his reaction confuses him even more at first. He bites his lip at the question, cheeks pinkening and he glances around.

"Do... you want me to?" he asks softly, almost too softly for the din of the bar.

[adistraction]

That was a loaded question to say the least and Hunter looks a little pained as he considers the options. Lennon is on stage. Bishop is at the bar. And his dick is quite literally poking Sawyer in his lap.

“Is it okay if you do?” Here?

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Sawyer squirms a bit, licking his lips and his eyes drift to Lennon, ears burning. He knows that Bishop wouldn't be upset with him... So Sawyer nods looking at Hunter shyly.

"If you want me to, I can... my mouth too," he offers and seems to get all the more red for it.

[adistraction]

Generally speaking he knows Bishop doesn’t mind but they’ve never, done this, here…anything close to this.

He glances at Lennon again and then meets Sawyers eyes in the dim light. He leans in a little closer and whispers, “Here? Or somewhere else…?”

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At the worst... Bishop might get a little territorially jealous but... that's not generally a bad thing for Sawyer really.

"Do... do you want to watch him while I'm doing it?" Sawyer asks meeting Hunter's eyes briefly and his voice is soft. They're mostly secluded, whether Sawyer's hand is down the other's pants or he's kneeling on the floor there's a low likelihood of being seen.