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[heliophilic]

[Happy New Year, MoM. M is lounging on one of his couches in his apartment, a laptop partially visible in his lap.]

So how many of you have gotten one of these Instagrahm things? My boyfriend gave me grief about not having one of these--or any social media really--to talk to my "fans" with, so I figured one of my New Year's resolutions would be to give one a shot.

[The camera pans down to the laptop, where M's brand new Instagrahm "butwithpunching" (he steadfastly refused going with "officialm") is visible. It's so new that he hasn't posted anything yet. M turns the camera back up to his face.]

I guess the first thing is "add me." Or "follow me." Or whatever. That's what you're supposed to say in this situation, isn't it? Second part is a question--or I suppose a few questions...

Are you one of these people who pimps themselves out to get the most followers? Why? What do you all get out of this?

No need for the "how to" tutorial... I already know exactly how this all works. [The beauty of implants that give him an innate understanding of computers.] It's the why I haven't figured out yet.

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[itssacrifice]

I didn't say that.

If anything it seems like you're trying to avoid spending time with me.

[He can only be so subtle in inviting M over become it becomes a frank invitation. But they're both playing coy now.]

[heliophilic]

Hey, did I not just offer to meet you at Re:Cafe?

From where I'm sitting, you're the one avoiding me.

[Why are they both being this petty again?]

[itssacrifice]

In private, M.

I'm been trying to get you to come meet me in private.

[Even his own considerable patience has limits. He barely contains the eyeroll.]

[heliophilic]

Oh, well why didn't you just say so?

Would you like a Door?

[The golden doorway appears just off to Apollo's right, because that bit of the background was the most visible on screen.]

[itssacrifice]

[He grumbles.] Only if I can push you back through it.

[But that doesn't stop him from laying his laptop aside and walking to the door, and then through it.]

[heliophilic]

[Once on the other side, M gives him a quick peck on the cheek.]

Sorry for being difficult.

[He's smiling though, so not that sorry.]

[itssacrifice]

Uh-huh.

[He's not convinced. But that doesn't stop him from stepping into M's space and crushing his lips against the other man's.]

I had plans for us. But with that attitude maybe I should reconsider.

[heliophilic]

[M returns the kiss with zeal.]

What if I promise to be very remourseful about my past actions...

[itssacrifice]

[He hums in consideration.]

How remorseful are we talking?

[heliophilic]

[M lowers himself to his knees, face the picture of contrition.]

I'm on my knees, Andrew.

[Aaaaaaaaaand now he's smirking again.]