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“So… even on a day like this, our dearest Jack intends to be coy, huh?”
When Cynthia’s voice reached him from over his shoulders, so close that he could feel the warmness just behind his ears, it took Jack a considerable effort not to make a vertical leap which would’ve sent him outside the Earth’s atmosphere, hurtling toward worlds he could hardly imagine. And one more massive effort helped him to control his tone, as words composed by some sort of emergency generator of his mind flooded out like spurts of fresh water: “I didn’t mean to escape the celebration; I was just, you know… preparing psychologically. I’m not used to this anymore.”
Behind him, he heard her giggle. “What is this that you’re not used to, parties?”
‘To any of this,’ the hare was about to jest. He felt Cynthia’s arms sliding in front of him, knotting tight around his waist, and those little bits of sanity and self-possession he had managed to gather in the loneliness of the dimly lit hallway, all his efforts to cool down and behave normally in front of her… everything melted away in a heartbeat, like snow bathing in the sunlight. ‘To you, your warmth, your scent, your affection, and…’ Jack swallowed hard; even thinking about it was enough to cause him to shake like a leaf. ‘… And this alluring body of yours that torments me day and night.’ “Let’s say… it’s one of many things.”
“Oh, I see.” The arctic vixen leaned her chin on his shoulder and rubbed her cheek against his. “You do realize it’s not nice of the birthday boy to flee awayfrom his guests, right, Jack? Everyone’s waiting for you, let’s get back… ah,” she stopped, giving him a scrupulous sniff, “Such a good smell that you have today, I hadn’t noticed. It’s not your usual cologne, is it?”
As far as he knew, what had just come out of Hawkeye’s mouth could very well be a blatant lie. It would have been no surprise, really, given what kind of mammal the panther was.
Given whom he had decided to share that piece of information with, also. But Cynthia Walker didn’t sound too convinced when she replied with a polite, but rather unenthusiastic, “Um…‘Happy birthday’?” which almost managed to draw a laugh out of Jack as he kept walking to the other side of the hallway. He hadn’t meant to be a bystander of Hawkeye’s little comedy skit, neither had he wanted to be; however, the hare couldn’t refrain himself from tossing a glance behind his back to the black & white duo moving in the opposite direction to his.
Unfortunately, the picture didn’t quite appeal to him.
“How about you keep me company for lunch?” Jack heard the panther saying, “I know this place where…”
“I’m sorry, Alexander, but I already have an appointment scheduled for lunchtime.”
“Well, how about dinner, then?”
‘Already came up with a backup plan, huh?’ Jack frowned and clicked his tongue, a wave of irritation crashing against him at the sound of that flippant proposal ringing through his ears.
“Well… I’ll consider the offer”, Cynthia said, an unexpected hint of interest coloring her reply, “I can’t give you any guarantees now, though.”
“Oh, the fact alone that you didn’t turn me down on the spot is already an accomplishment”, he joked with a light chuckle. “So, about that place I mentioned…”
Jack was seriously baffled. ‘So, all it takes to get a date with you is food, Walker. You’re that gluttonous?’ It was so simple that even he could have done it, if he’d wanted to.
(He didn’t, by the way.)
Eventually, Jack reached the corner of the hallway and turned it with a sigh. The conversation between the panther and the snow-white vixen was likely to last for a little bit longer, but, unfortunately, his time was up and he wouldn’t have the pleasure of listening to it until the end.
However, and very much against his will, Hawkeye’s blatant and pestiferous flirt had the side effect of reminding Jack of his own birthday, which was in just a couple of months. He wondered how it would’ve been to spend that day with someone else, but easily found the answer as soon as he tried to picture the idea in his mind.
A mammal like him… there was no way he could belong to such an ordinary scenario.
No way could he be allowed to.
07/11 is Hawkeye’s birthday! And also time for Jack to get a little bit depressed, which is… not good, but well, he’ll get over that eventually.
A snippet for this drawing was mandatory; lines alone weren’t enough to convey Jack’s disapproval.
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