[RL--Eros and Blackdoom--Pokevirus'd!]

[death_chopper]

[Blackout hadn't realized he was doing exactly what he'd gotten angry at Eros for doing once before until it was pointed out to him, but as soon as it was the hypocrisy was clear. And of course he couldn't continue to den him after that. As absolutely fragging mortifying as this was, he had to let Eros see him

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[revered_love]

[To be honest, he hadn't quite expected it, even if he knew what he looked like. A lot larger than he'd figured and it took him a moment to stop staring. Bless, he looked so... embarrassed? Ashamed?

He set his laptop aside and pushed off the chair, approaching to meet him, a hand reaching to stroke over his robot-- his ... hound's...? cheek. The fur was so soft there, felt so strange.]

It's not that bad.

[death_chopper]

[Blackout whined, deep in his throat, and ducked his head away from Eros' hand to deposit the PDA carefully on the ground. The barbed tip of his tail flicked.]

I don't like it.

[revered_love]

[He retracted, folding his arms to keep from touching him further. Curiosity, really, but he'd put that aside if Blackout was too uncomfortable. No matter how much he wanted to examine those horns, dang.]

At least it's not permanent, right? It'll be over in a few days. [A small pause, then, gently like.] What's it like?

[death_chopper]

[He didn't want to look at him, dropped to his belly on the concrete of the patio.] Different. Senses have different strengths than when I'm human. [His tail still flicked, sweeping in arcs over the ground.]

[revered_love]

[He hesitated, wondering if it'd bother him, to drop and sit before him, considered getting a chair and then decided to do so anyway. He sat crosslegged there and just.... observed him. His coat was so shiny. He wanted to brush it something fierce. Eros clasped his hands in his lap, head tilting some, smiling almost apologetically. If I could do something, I would, love, I would.]

Oh? I guess you're more like a dog than I figured. I-- I hear pokemon have powers, though; do you know if you have any...? Like, firebreath or lightning summoning or something? [Okay, he was a little too excited about that, shh.]

[death_chopper]

[He shook his head, the weight of the horns sweeping back and forth unusual. He still wasn't looking at Eros; couldn't, couldn't, didn't want to.] I...I don't know.

[revered_love]

[Too soon, eep. He frowned, leaning forward some.] Blackout, why are you so ashamed? Do you think I ... feel less for you or something?

[death_chopper]

[He shrunk away, trying to sink into the concrete. Muttered low, the words clouded.] This is embarrassing.

[revered_love]

[He frowned and reached to grab hold of a horn, halt his retreat, should he try.] Listen, you. I love you, you have no reason to be embarrassed about this around me. If you're going to hide away from the world, let me hide with you.

[death_chopper]

[He jerked at the grab, then stilled. Calm, Blackout, calm. This is Eros, listen to the words he's saying, what he's telling you. Calm down.

He whined again, and shook his head free from Eros' grasp, not to retreat but so he could creep forward and into Eros' lap.] Hate this, hate being changed without being asked.

[revered_love]

[And he let him shake free, leaning back some so he could fill his lap as much as he could and tentatively lifted a hand to stroke over his head, over the ridges on his back, hoping it was soothing.]

I'm sorry I could not be forcibly changed with you, love. If I could fix you, I would, wouldn't even have to ask.

[death_chopper]

[It was, it was amazing how much he'd come to relish Eros' touches, to rely on them. Anyone else he wouldn't have wanted the contact, but knowing it was his love stroking him... He let his head rest along his thigh, jaw on his knee.]

I know. I know, and it...it comforts me.

[revered_love]

[That was better. He was happy to sit here, in the sun, stroking his poor hound-love. As curious as it was, it distressed him to see him so unhappy. He lifted a hand to trace his fingers along the smooth of his cheek, just gently.]

Is there anything I could do to make you more comfortable?

[death_chopper]

[He leaned his cheek into the touch, trying not to whine again. This was so frustrating...scary. Just as he was beginning to accept his human form, getting used to it enough to only need a few hours as his true self every few days to feel comfortable, just as he was coming to terms with it...

This.

But it could have been worse. He could have been changed somewhere else, when he was off on a flight, or back in his home universe, checking on Scorponok. At least it had happened here, where his Eros was.]

Just don't... [He burrowed closer, trying to curl himself entirely into Eros' lap.] Don't leave me alone.

[revered_love]

[Awww, his heartstrings tugged to that! Poor thing, poor poor thing.] I'll never leave you, love. [He dipped, pressing a kiss right beneath the horn.] Never, ever, not even if you wanted rid of me.

[death_chopper]

[He relaxed, marginally, with the assurance, sighing heavily. Thank you thank you thank you.] Thank you. [I love you.]