Thoth smiled softly as he pulled Granz close, hugging him gently as he fitted his head neatly to the other man's shoulder. "You are amazing," he whispered into Granz's skin.

Granz blushed and hugged his lover back. "Thank you, darling," he murmured. "You're pretty wonderful yourself, you know."

Thoth chuckled, a low noise rather unlike his normal laugh. "And you're better."

"Lies. You."

"Nope. You."

"You."

"You."

"It's you."

"No, it's you, pup."

Granz smiled at the childish argument. "Hey, if I'm a puppy, you're a chick."

Thoth all but choked on a laugh at that. Once he recovered, he argued, "That's just for chickens."

Granz pressed a kiss to the top of Thoth's head, smiling a little wider and more than a little more mischievously. "Wanna bet on that, Birdie?"

Thoth nuzzled the shoulder he rested on. "Five bucks says I'm right."

"I'll take that. Five says I'm the one who's right." The ice-cream-loving Boarder pulled his little bird closer still. "But we can check later."

The programmer smiled and pulled his head away from Granz's shoulder to give him a soft kiss. "Yeah. Cuddles now."

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Two hours later, Thoth was five bucks poorer and one nickname richer.