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[midnightroads]

"And you're smol. Tiny boyfriend!" Bash shifts against the bed, sitting up and pulling possum-Jeff into his lap so he can scratch behind his ears in slow, gentle, circular motions. "How long has this been going on, and why didn't you tell me?"

[cacophonish]

Oh, that feels good. That feels like the best feeling he could ever feel. Jeff is so into the ear scratching.

"Not long, like, a couple weeks? I didn't tell anyone, 'cause..." Hmm. Can you see this tiny possum face thinking? Why didn't he tell anyone? "I guess I just liked not being me sometimes, you know? Just... being an anonymous possum."

[midnightroads]

"Oh. Are you upset that I know now? Should I pretend you're just some possum guy?"

The scratching doesn't stop for even a second as he asks this. Just some possum guy gets loved on too.

[cacophonish]

"No, I'm not-- I like that you know." He doesn't even have to think about it. It's never a bad thing, Bash knowing more about him. He rolls onto his back and stretches out, inviting belly scritches. "I didn't hurt you, by not telling you, right?"

[midnightroads]

"Naw, love. I totally get it." Belly scritches happen, as does a gentle little peck of a kiss to Jeff's muzzle. "Are you okay with me calling you cute when you're like this?"