dear_mun | Somehow this icon works now. It was made for irony.

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canon: team fortress 2

Somehow this icon works now. It was made for irony.

The unicorn was really cute! I see it's a real thing you can buy now! You have to get it for me, mun! I love unicorns!

I think you age very well. You're handsome.

Er, right. Thanks. And your opinion on that is the only one that matters to me, really.

[And now he's fumbling with his hat.]

I really can't understand why you don't have a million girlfriends. You're beautiful.

[THIS IS COMPLIMENT SNIPER DAY NOW.]

[Something the poor guy has never learned to take when it comes to any subject that isn't his marksmanship. He's still hiding behind that hat.]

Probably somethin' to do with the fact I don't socialize much. I never put much thought into, um. That sort of thing.

[Look at him hide and blush behind his hat! Now she just wants to snuggle him to death and so, she does exactly that.

Nuzzling her head against his shoulder, she laughs.]

You're a good talker when you're with me.

Well, that's because I, uh.

[Between her nuzzling and his blushing, he's pretty flustered.]

You know. Us.

We make a good duo.

Yeah. We do.

[He places a kiss on top of her head.]

Now if you'll teach me a thing or two about cookin', and I teach you more about swimming, we'll be unstoppable.

[Aw, how sweet. She returns the kiss in the same place by standing on her tip toes.]

Oh sure! I'll teach you how to make tons of bacon!

I know how to make it the way me mum did, but it's not exactly the way Truckie does it.

[At least he thinks it's not. He's not had her cooking in ages since he hasn't been living at the base, so it's hard to recall.]

That's alright! I'd like to try it the way your mom made it! Maybe someday I'll meet her!

[OH BOY, WHAT DOES THAT MEAN.]

I, er.

[He looks like a deer in headlights.]

Maybe someday, pumpkin. I'm sure she'd be happy to meet you.

[And know her son is capable of talking to a woman and not chasing her off within ten seconds, that he's not friendly, and that the hope for grandkids is still alive.

On second thought, maybe meeting his parents is a poor idea. He gets the sneaking suspicion his dad would think she's a call girl and his mother would smother her questions pertaining to their relationship.]

[Because asking why you are with a Japanese girl who acts like she has the mentality of a five year old sometimes isn't more important in the 60's--At least to Sniper's parents.]

I'd like to meet her too! Does she look like you?