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[anachronos]

Ripley was a nervous ball of energy. It was silly. He'd been 'seeing' Graham for a while now, he liked to think he could be confident in the other man's feelings for him by now. It didn't stop the flutter of butterflies in his stomach any time they made plans. Generally speaking, Christmas had always been his favorite holiday. But he felt a new thrill of excitement with Valentine's Day arriving. It was Graham who made him feel this way. A hopeless romantic, lost in schoolyard nervousness of the thrill of a relationship. He had almost forgotten what it was like, the rush of energy and excitement, the worry of making a fool of himself. It was a legitimate concern. He often made a fool of himself. But Graham seemed to like even that aspect of him.

Setting Mocha down on the floor, Ripley gave a slight groan as he realized his affectionate kitten had left fur all over his clothes. Okay, so he had no real reason to dress up. He wasn't sure Graham even had plans, or would want to do anything to celebrate. But he had dressed for the occasion and he knew the Sheriff was coming over, at least. What did you get another man on Valentine's Day? He had found some chocolate covered coffee beans and a few other sweets, but flowers seemed ... off, somehow. You couldn't really buy someone like Graham <i>jewelry</i> either.

He tried to brush the loose cat hairs off his clothes and shook his head as Wolf shambled over, toy in his mouth, looking up expectantly.

"Not now, Boy. Your human is having a crisis." He gave the over-sized pup a scratch behind the ears and ran his other hand through his hair, spiking it up. This was ridiculous. Graham obviously liked him. A lot. So why did things like this always make him nervous?

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[anachronos]

As he often did, when Graham got that edge to him, Ripley just relaxed and gave into it, returning the fierce insistence of the kiss with his own shoved back frustrations. It was a bit difficult keeping a secret like this from the rest of the town. Mostly because Ripley had a difficult time acting as if nothing was going on in public. It was lucky he'd spent so much time with the Sheriff before they'd started actually seeing each other.

One of his hands found the side of Graham's neck and he pulled him deeper into the kiss before letting go. He had to push Wolf back with a laugh, as the canine demanded he also get attention from their guest.

"You know, you can be a real pain sometimes, Wolf. Go on then. I wouldn't want to make him jealous, stealing all of you for myself, Graham."

Teasing amusement filled his tone as he watched the other man, trying to lighten the mood they'd put a slight damper on for a moment there.

[heartless_huntsman]

"Wolf knows him and me are forever, there's no need for jealousy."

He bent down to scratch Wolf behind one of his floppy ears, but didn't sit down on the floor for a proper cuddle like he usually tended to do.

"I'm sorry pal, but I'd like for the suit to look good at least a little while longer."

[anachronos]

"It's a dashing look for you, Graham. Almost makes you look like a gentleman." The teasing tone was matched with that bright smile of his.

Ripley didn't even bother to pretend he wasn't taking in all of the way that suit fit the sheriff. Graham looked damn fine dressed up like that, and while Ripley was, honestly, a little disappointed they weren't going out, he was also somewhat thrilled to be keeping that sight to himself.

"I'm sure we can find plenty of other ways to celebrate on our own."