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abraxas swooned, and he pulled her in close. he cupped her cheeks between his palms. “no sweeter words have ever been said to me,” he murmurs, “love of my life.”

&

he lets out a soft awoo, as he comes across Victor in the forest.

!!!! of course, brax rushes for him, jumping to hug the other. “home,” he murmured, “you’re home!”

brax held him close, hands rubbing over his back, nuzzling in against his neck. “i missed you, too,” he whispers, “so much.” he doesn’t let go just yet. “where’dya go?”

he could, the metallic copper zing had hit his nostrils before viktor’s own scent had. “are you okay?” he asks, concerned. he cradles viktor’s head between his palms, stroking his cheek.

soft calls can be heard as abraxas bounds up to the other. !!!! “HELLO!”

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brax kissed the tip of his nose, and then his forehead. “‘is okay. i missed ya,” he murmurs, “but you’re back now. here. safe. warm.” abraxas always did run as hot as a space heater. he frowns, “you shouldn’t have been out in the cold. need you warm. nest?”

he spies a renfield. ren!

a happy bark, as he rushes over to the other. he butts his head against his shoulder. “rennnnn,” he coos

he bats his eyelashes “you think i’m pretty?”

brax kept viktor wrapped up in his arms— he didn’t plan to let go just yet. he giggled softly. “c’mon, pup,” he murmured, “i’ve got the fire going. and we’ve got those little mini marshmallows you like.”

oh, he was blushing, ducking his head. “pretty boy?” he murmured, “oh, shh— nooooo,” he giggled, “you’re too sweet.”

brax nodded, “we always put too many— but it tastes so good,” he made a happy noise. he tangled their fingers together, tugging viktor towards the house. “i’ll make you the biggest cup. y’know that really big mug? that one.”

cHRISTMAS? he’s hummin’ a christmas carol already

brax whines, pouting. “but it’s so closeeee,” he cuddles up to him, “and it’s so cold.”

// TWO YEARS OF BRAXXXXX #MyTwitterAnniversary

howling softly into the night