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“Hey baby, what’re you doing later?” A voice calls out from behind Davey, laughing.
Davey isn’t paying a lick of attention, just walking along with his boyfriend to go get some Chinese. He loves walking like this with Spot, just strolling along hand in hand.
Wait, there’s no hand in his anymore.
“Ow, what the fuck man?” Davey turns around at the exclamation, and what he sees makes him burst out laughing.
Spot had apparently soaked the man and is now holding him up off the ground by his shirt collar, saying something to him in a low voice. If his face is anything to go by, Davey figures it’s not nice.
“Spot honey c’mon, I’m hungry.” Davey says, still laughing. He loves his boyfriend with all of his heart but Spot can get a little bit overprotective sometimes.
Spot looks at him, face softening, and nods. He turns back to the man, face hard once again, and throws him down on the ground. He spits on him and walks back over to his boyfriend.
Davey smiles at him and retakes his hand, leaning down to peck his cheek.
Spot looks at him quizzically and asks, “What’s that for, sweetheart?”
“Nothing, I just love you. Now let's go, I’m still hungry.” Davey responds, listening to Spot’s laughter with a smile on his face.
“Really, Conlon? Was that necessary?” Davey rolls his eyes as he hears his best friend speak. Jack had been walking behind them, acting annoyed that the couple was showing affection, when Davey knows it was just to give them some space.
“Speak for yourself Kelly, I’ve seen you do worse for Crutchie.” Spot says, glaring at him.
Davey just laughs and kisses his boyfriend, flipping Jack off when he starts gagging.