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[littleorphanalien]

It turns out that moving into an actual house is a lot more work than he'd expected, not to mention the money worries. He's been making the drones and they've got enough for the down payment, but it's still really tight. Each completed drone seems to sit there and laugh in his face, another piece of proof of something he hasn't sold and isn't earning them money.

The boxes need to be packed, though. Their things have to move.

Alex has been on the phone for the last while and Michael's going through their drawer to shove things into boxes, glad that most of his alien shit is going to stay with Caleb in the city on the webcam, but even then, he's just got too much stuff. He ducks out into the main room when Alex is still on the phone, raising his brow to ask if that's a good sign or not. Then, when Alex still seems busy negotiating something, he heads back to the bedroom to start packing up the not-every day items, things they could take out to the beach house without causing disruption with their lives.

Ten minutes later, he's bored of packing and Alex is still on the phone. He wanders back into the main room, gives Bopp one of her toys, and then drapes his arms around Alex's neck from behind, kissing down his neck as he curls in, rubbing his long curls against the back of Alex's head, like he's trying to snuggle in with him from this angle.

It's his mature way of stating that he's bored of packing and he's hoping Alex will get bored of that phone call soon.

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[littleorphanalien]

Michael stares at Alex with the adoring look of someone who's found his person, who knows who he is, and wants to be with him forever. And right now, he's getting kissed by him and Michael melts right into him. "Let's roll, hot stuff," he teases, and gives his ass a little smack as he nudges him on.

"What are you talking about, I barely do anything, I just do my best to live up to my hot fiance's skills."

[unendurable]

Laughing at the swat, heading for the door and grabbing his wallet as he goes. He gives Michael a look as he heads outside to the truck.

"OH? Nothing? So fixing this truck so I can drive is nothing? Wow, your nothing is a big deal. Maybe I should wonder what it's like when you do something then," he says, taunting Michael for saying it's nothing.

[littleorphanalien]

Michael heads to the passenger side and hauls himself in. It's not his Chevy, and sure, it's a little more modern than he'd like, but he did a damn good job fixing it up, as far as he's concerned. He grins as he settles in, locking the door with his powers, knowing that they won't be that long.

"I do something to you plenty in bed," he retorts, leaning in to whisper the words teasingly to Alex, eyes playfully flickering up to see if that's getting him going.

[unendurable]

Settling in and doing his seat belt, Alex gets himself settled, checking over the truck and giving a nod.

He smirks at that, leaning over and kissing Michael tenderly. "Hey, you're the one that said you were barely doing anything. I was just arguing that you do a lot. Even out of bed."

But he's smiling as he puts the truck in gear, heading for the music store he's gone to for the drum set and things he's needed.

[littleorphanalien]

Michael leans into the kiss, whining softly when Alex drifts away to drive (doesn't he know that Michael is weak for those sorts of things). He sighs contentedly, leaning back against the side to watch Alex driving the truck, in control, and able to because of what he did.

"Must be just because I'm so damn good at what I do," he jokes breezily, loving the way he can watch Alex from here. "It looks effortless."

[unendurable]

"You are so damn good at what you do," he says, full of honesty and conviction, truly believing that and not willing to accept any other answer. Michael has proven time and again how truly amazing he is and Alex is proud of that.

"Thank you. It means a lot to me that you did this for me." He's gotten used to walking, to doing the best he can with what he has, but this gives him more freedom, the ability to help Michael if he needs to, and he's thankful for that.