[Kyle jumps a mile, instinctively reaching for whatever he can use as a weapon, which in this case is a perfectly ineffective throw pillow. He exhales all at once, then laughs as he gets up. He walks over to Corry to hug him.]
[Corry obligingly let's himself be led over to the couch, still grinning.] God, you're cute.
Not too scary. [Like he isn't built like a tank and doesn't go boxing every weekend. He could totally punch a demon. He would, in fact, if one tried to eat Kyle or something.]
[Kyle snorts and brings up the horror selection on Netflix. He passes the remote to Corry and goes to the kitchen to throw a bag of popcorn in the microwave. He returns soon enough with it dumped into a bowl and flops on the couch, leaning against Corry.]
You like evil clowns? They might have Terrifier. Unless blood freaks you out. You can pick whatever, honestly, I don't think I've been horrified of a movie since The Passion. [Munch, munch.]
We could do a funny one, top, like Shaun of the Dead or something.
[Corry waits patiently, watching Kyle putter around the kitchen, a soft half-smile on his face. He obligingly tugs Kyle to lean back against his chest, kissing the top of his head and reaching around to grab a handful of popcorn.]
Mmmhm, because you like doing things with me, specifically. Not many people do.
Hmm, maybe. I don't usually let people get to know me, though, so it's not their fault.
[Corry watches the opening in curiosity, vaguely aware that a "Hemsworth" is a superhero thing. He toys with a few of Kyle's vivid red curls as they snuggle.]
I don't really mind gore and things like that. It's monsters and demons and shit -- the things I can't punch out. [Having his ability to protect in question isn't something Corry likes. Then he grins, fondly.] Yeah? Wanna come with me to my morning workout tomorrow?
That might be the first time anyone's ever told me that.
[Not for the first time, Corry is genuinely concerned about Kyle's hometown.] Yeah? You ever meet him?
Hell yeah, then, you can come with. [Corry grins then, wiggling his eyebrows. Because he's stupid.] If you let me stay over, I'll definitely make sure you come...
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oh we can watch a scary one! ok cool i'll get snacks!
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Scary like "Scream" or scary like "Saw"?
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i dunno, do you scare easy?
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No.
Maybe.
Depends on whether there are jumping things.
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awwwww! we won't watch a jumpscare one, promise.
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None of that paranormal shit? That fucked me UP.
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lol ok no ghosts. maybe we can watch 'nope' or something.
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You know
Is that one of the Saw movies?
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lol no! corry, you're so funny sometimes.
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Well, I don't know! There are like 17 of those fucking things
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corry ilu you total old man.
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You act it, a little. Hi, handsome.
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Did I scare you? Were you about to kick my ass with a throw pillow? [Answer him after he smooches you, though, Kyle.]
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No! You startled me! Totally different.
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[Kyle manages to look both grumpy and smitten at once. He sinks into Corry for a moment before pulling back and smiling.]
I really do have popcorn. C'mon, let's sit on the couch and pick a movie.
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Not too scary. [Like he isn't built like a tank and doesn't go boxing every weekend. He could totally punch a demon. He would, in fact, if one tried to eat Kyle or something.]
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[Kyle snorts and brings up the horror selection on Netflix. He passes the remote to Corry and goes to the kitchen to throw a bag of popcorn in the microwave. He returns soon enough with it dumped into a bowl and flops on the couch, leaning against Corry.]
You like evil clowns? They might have Terrifier. Unless blood freaks you out. You can pick whatever, honestly, I don't think I've been horrified of a movie since The Passion. [Munch, munch.]
We could do a funny one, top, like Shaun of the Dead or something.
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Mmmhm, because you like doing things with me, specifically. Not many people do.
I've never heard of any of those.
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[Kyle takes the remote back with a snort and selects Cabin In The Woods. He settles in with a happy smile.]
It's hilarious that horror movies scare you. You're so big and tough. Which reminds me, you gotta show me how to box.
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[Corry watches the opening in curiosity, vaguely aware that a "Hemsworth" is a superhero thing. He toys with a few of Kyle's vivid red curls as they snuggle.]
I don't really mind gore and things like that. It's monsters and demons and shit -- the things I can't punch out. [Having his ability to protect in question isn't something Corry likes. Then he grins, fondly.] Yeah? Wanna come with me to my morning workout tomorrow?
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Ohhh. Yeah, okay, I get that. Did I ever tell you Satan used to visit my hometown a lot?
[Kyle lights up.] Dude, yeah I wanna come!
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[Not for the first time, Corry is genuinely concerned about Kyle's hometown.] Yeah? You ever meet him?
Hell yeah, then, you can come with. [Corry grins then, wiggling his eyebrows. Because he's stupid.] If you let me stay over, I'll definitely make sure you come...
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