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"Pfft, right, just a little..." He snorted and looked up at him, only just now noticing the bandages on him. "Rough day?" He rose a brow, gently running his finger over one of the bandages.

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"Well, the start of it, anyway." He chuckled and embraced him, his chin rested on his shoulder. "I missed you."

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"Tch... come here." He turned to face Chris and wrapped his arms around his neck, leaning up to kiss him on the lips.

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— shirt. "Wh..What—!" His eyes widened as he turned his head to meet Chris's gaze. "You really need to work on your romance skills, Redfield—"

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Dylan had been absentmindedly staring ahead, enjoying the view of the lake and the lowered sun up ahead. He knew Chris would be here any minute now, so he waited. What he hadn't expected was the way the man made himself known. Suddenly, he was lifted off his feet, a tough grip on the back of his —

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"And if I want to take that risk? What then?" Dylan tilted his head, leaning in closer to him. "I trust you, Chris."

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"I like to live a little dangerously. Figured you knew that by now." He smirked, lifting his arms to rest his hands on his shoulders now.

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"When it comes to you? Hmm... I'd say it's mandatory." Reaching out, he grabbed the man's hand to pull him in closer. "You've become pretty special to me, you know."

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"I mean, no, but... I could do something special just for you." He teased, watching Chris with admiration.

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𝑫𝒚𝒍𝒂𝒏. @dj-dylan.bsky.social · 21/08/2026

"Hey, I put a lot of work into my announcements. I don't just bore them with science." Dylan grinned, sitting up on the desk now. "Besides, I thought you couldn't get enough of my rambling." He gently nudged the man with his foot.

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— Everyone here is blessed with my voice first thing in the morning." He joked.

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𝑫𝒚𝒍𝒂𝒏. @dj-dylan.bsky.social · 21/08/2026

Dylan followed after him, chuckling softly. It was clear that he'd made himself at home in the little radio hut. One of his jackets had been draped over the metal chair, along with an MP3 player and a science book on the wooden desk. "This is where I make all of my very entertaining announcements.—

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"It was pretty busted when I first got here." He admitted as he led Chris up the steps. "Now you can use it just like any other radio. I know, I'm impressive." Dylan smirked.

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— worked like a dream. "Annnnd over there is the pool." He pointed in the other direction to a larger building. "Honestly, I kinda wish this place had an adults only week, heh..."

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Once they arrived at the circle of numerous cabins, he turned his head to look at Chris. "It's just up there." He'd point to the radio hut standing not too far from the line of cabins. It was clearly old, likely having been around since the camp opened in the 50s. However, thanks to Dylan, it —

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Grabbing onto his hand, he began to pull him towards the trail to the radio hut. "You'll love it. Promise. I put some serious hard work into it."

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"That's just because you haven't seen my sweet setup in the radio hut." He teased, nudging him gently.

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A flustered smile appeared on the brunette's face as he nodded. "Y-Yeah, sure." Leaning up, he delivered a swift peck on Chris's cheek before motioning for him to follow. "So... what do you think of this place? It's kinda nice, isn't it?"

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"Heh, really now?" Grinning, he looked up at Chris, confident now. "Enlighten me?"

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"You didn't seem against the idea of me taking you out, sooo..." He trailed off, rocking back and forth on his heels as he peeked at Chris. "I guess we're... seeing each other..?" His tone of voice sounded more hopeful rather than subtle or casual.

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"I mean, I wouldn't hold you back." He paused, folding his arms across his chest as he kept his head tilted down to hide the color in his face. "But I, uhh... I do like 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. What we have going."

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"Don't exactly have anyone to be jealous of when it comes to you." Dylan chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Would that be a bad thing, though..?" He chewed on his lower lip, glancing at Chris briefly.

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"What, are you jealous, Redfield?" He smirked slightly, giving him a playful punch in the stomach. "I knew you wanted me all to yourself."

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"Wha—" Dylan blinked, glancing up at Chris, dumbfounded. "How about 'thanks Dylan for not ruining my pretty face?'"

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— for the abdomen, intentionally hitting him with a lack of force.

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"Bossy..." He muttered under his breath. Dylan thought for a moment, trying to reflect on the time Ryan and Jacob swung at each other before. Damn, Ryan looked good that night too. Alright, focus, Dylan, now isn't the time. Not wanting to hurt Chris, the younger man drew his arm back and aimed —

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"Look, I'm just a radio DJ guy that chills with his cat and watches videos on the internet, okay? I'm not punching boulders for a living." Dylan responded playfully.

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"No, I just, uhh... I've never really done this before. Plus, you're a pretty intimidating opponent." He added the last part as a joke, his cheeks flushed with color.

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"Anywhere?" He rose a brow, chestnut eyes scanning over the man's frame. Part of him was concerned that he might just break his hand during this training.

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"You would know." He shrugged, dropping his arms to his sides. "So, where do we start?"

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Folding his arms across his chest, he nodded his head, the smile still lingering on his face. "Mhm... I'm ready. And to add to our little deal, if I win this, which I will, then I get to take you out one night as well."

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Dylan couldn't help but laugh, grinning wide as glanced back at Chris, stopping his tracks. "What? Didn't think I was capable?"

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