The weekend after his birthday, Skye calls pretty much everyone he's ever met and invites them to this place for his birthday party. Which, thanks to Cory's genius, is a masquerade complete with live band and fancy-ass ballroom
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Jada won't get away with playing wallflower for long; as soon as he's spotted, there's a thoroughly jubilant Skye pouncing all over him, pressing a kiss to his lips and winding arms around his waist.
"What's up, kittycat?" he sing-songs, brushing a fingertip over the cheek of Jada's mask. "Nice costume. You came as yourself, mm?"
As costumes go, coming in his wolf form may be cheating. But it also helps him avoid mingling a little. He's still not so very social but he is trying. He looked around at the people before going and hiding under a table.
It'll take more than hiding under a table to conceal himself from Skye, who is systematically scouring every inch of the massive ballroom to ensure he hasn't missed greeting anyone. The tail vanishing beneath the elegant lace table-cloth is a dead giveaway, and Skye crawls down there to join his friend.
"Hiya, lovely. Whatcha hidin' for?" he asks, cheeks flushed with pleasure and intoxication, hands reaching to lavish affection upon the paint dog.
Skye seems content to linger beneath the table for now, rubbing Jonah's belly just the way he likes it. It's the least he can do when the other went to the effort of pushing beyond his comfort zone just by showing up.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm grateful you came, but you don't gotta stay if you're freaked. Or you can just stay a while, and I'll stick to your side so you don't gotta be scared." He wriggles his way closer to Jonah until they're curled up together.
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To make Skye happy he's wearing this and the same glittery outfit he wore to work at Smitten earlier.
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"What's up, kittycat?" he sing-songs, brushing a fingertip over the cheek of Jada's mask. "Nice costume. You came as yourself, mm?"
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"Hiya, lovely. Whatcha hidin' for?" he asks, cheeks flushed with pleasure and intoxication, hands reaching to lavish affection upon the paint dog.
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"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm grateful you came, but you don't gotta stay if you're freaked. Or you can just stay a while, and I'll stick to your side so you don't gotta be scared." He wriggles his way closer to Jonah until they're curled up together.
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