fissionmailed | Happy Birthday to you~

[Not only was it New Years Eve in the Nexus, but it was also a certain someone's birthday. Ocelot had spent his time preparing for the event on the rooftops for a few days now and he was finally happy with the end result.]

[Green balloons were wrapped around the railings, and there was a huge buffet table set out, along with the grill to cook the various assortment of meat (yes, that included snakes and treefrogs for any of the younger versions of Big Boss around). He had a little help from a particular individual to hunt down said species, but it was worth it in the end.]

[If snake-meat wasn't to your liking, there also happened to be a various selection of 'party' food, too. Potato chips, sausages, cupcakes, cheese, crackers, anything and everything to suit the tastes of all individuals. There was a cooler for beer, but also some fizzy cola out for any of the younger kids that decide to come by.]

[Ocelot had even decided to put up a banner congratulating the birthdate of Big Boss, and demanded people who turned up to bring presents, or food.]

[Of course, in the center of the table was a massive cake for the lucky birthday boys.]

_{((ooc: Any Big Boss that celebrates their birthday today, this is for you. 8D))}

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You sure?

[He steps a little closer, wanting to hug him.]

I'm as good as I can be, Son.

[He notices that Dave has closed the distance between them. He turns to face him fully.]

...

.....

........

[Have a huge big HUG!]

[Old John is pleasantly surprised at his Son's actions but he hugs back, tightly.]

Mmh~

Told you I'd come back.

[A quiet murmur, tightening his arms back. He sighed quietly, closing his eyes.]

_{Sorry for worrying you.}

_{Welcome back, Son.}

[He chuckles as he's squeezed.]

Thanks.

[He stayed there for quite a while. It was a strange concept to get his head around; this guy killed him not so long ago, yet being in his arms right now really benefitted him. All the weight lifted from his shoulders.]

[He didn't snuggle him or anything. Okay, maybe he did, but it's been a long time since he was able to hug the man.]

_{Are you alright; nothing injured?}

[He didn't really mind the snuggling. It felt really nice. John was taller and warmer than he was... not to mention a little more plump around the edges.]

Hnnh~ _{No. Nothing injured.}

[He nuzzles under his chin a little bit.]

[John still has edges?]

Good. [So he squeezes him again before leaning back to regard him.]

[He's obviously referring to his heart and mind this time. He reaches up and tenderly brushes Dave's long hair out of his eyes.]

[Yes he does. Not as noticeable as before, however!]

[Snake lifts his head once they are put at a distance. He glances up into John's single eye, reluctant to talk about that side of his life. He breathes out when he's tended to, enjoying the brief intimacy of John's fingers against his hair.]

_{Been better. But this isn't the time to talk about it.}

[Oh, alright, then. He's not too far gone.]

_{The time is always right.}

[Snake clearly grieved at having to talk about what was going on in his life.]

[He looked around, noticing that it was getting a little busy up on the roof.] _{Can we go somewhere quieter?}

Hn~ Alright. Come on.

[He tugs on his Son's shirt as he heads toward the hall.]

Hey...

[He grunts as he's being tugged, but obediantly follows. He walks with John down towards a quieter spot and stops still.]

...Is it wrong to want something so bad, but you feel as though you had to let it go because it only made matters worse?

I'd be lying if I said that I truly did. If I had, things would have never turned out so badly, however, I do know the feeling of what you speak. I have finally learned that if you love something, sometimes you just have to let go.

... Yeah.

Yeah. I tried that.

You have to move on, Son.

Let go.

Let go and things will get better.

_{I know. I just hope they're happy.}

[He flickers his eyes up to look at Big Boss, offering a dry smile.] You better get back to the party.

I'm happy here with you.

[Yeah, Papa knows his Son is hurting. He's not about to leave him all alone.]

I won't go back unless you come with me.

[He smirks a bit, masking his pain by using a bad joke.]

Heh. That's not what I meant. You're not exactly the type I can bring home with me tonight.

[He shifts.] I'm not exactly the best person for company right now.

[He turns to his Son and reaches up his warm hand to cup his face and lift his head a bit.]

_{You are wonderful company. You're you.}

[His expression drops, throat tightening just slightly.]

_{Please. Don't.}

[He removes his hand from his face.]

Stay by my side. I will do my best to keep the darkness at bay.

It's not up to you to make promises like that.

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