Massachusetts yawned as he stretched out, humming to himself and closing his eyes before rubbing the back of his head. He was pretty bored, so he decided to go see if Washington was available. He adjusted his hat, trotting into the room Washington was in before noticing them. He smiled softly before sneaking up, slipping his arms around them and picking them up quickly. "AYYYY MAN-" He grinned out before putting them down, coming up to rest near Washington as he hummed softly with a gently flirty smirk. "How are you doing, birdie~?" He hummed out, smirking at him before booping his nose. "Having fun?"

Washington [i had] been skillfully making themselves a cup of coffee until he was ''oh-so-rudely'' interrupted, going utterly blank-faced for a moment. "[i I hope the next time you go to Starbucks and order a drink, they misspell your name wildly inaccurately and overly fancy and you get confused because of it.]" They quietly huffed out, evidently not too pleased to be interrupted doing one of his personal favourite things aside from anything technology-related. "But, I'm doing alright. I'm guessing you want a glass too if you're bothering me?" Washington asked with a slightly raised brow, attempting to resume their coffee-making, humming out a slight tune to himself as they did so.

"Mmmnoo...I wanted kisses." Mass hummed easily, resting his arms on Washington's shoulders as he hummed to himself and closed his eyes. "And cuddles. I just want attention, Ton-ton." He huffed softly as he hugged him closer, not wanting to let go of them as he closed his eyes again. "And besidessss...I just use Mass with humans, so suck on that." He laughed gently, ruffling the other's hair gently. "You're adorable, you know that?" He teased them happily, humming to himself before sighing softly. "Hmmm..." Mass definitely did seem to be happy like this, snuggling with Washington as he smiled happily. "You're a cutie, you know that? Absolutely adorable, I'm keeping you."

"Soooo, what I'm hearing is that you [i don't] want any coffee? Kinda sad if you ask me, but understood I suppose," Washington said, lightheartedly dodging the questions asked in favour to jokingly almost half-threaten the opportunity for Mass to get a cup of coffee. They quietly worked for a few moments, pouring a little more concentration into his coffee-making skills than Mass momentarily so they could focus on brewing coffee; nobody liked hand-brewed coffee that tasted more like water than anything else after all. He turned a bit once that little task was done, giving the other's cheek a quick kiss, "Could you get the cream for me while you're up and about; the caramel one, please?"

"Fiiiine, I guess. And to rebut your weird "Starbucks" point, I go to Dunkin', not Starbucks." He rolled his eyes as he grabbed the bottle of cream for his kissmate, handing it over to him before humming lightly. "Mmmm...I love you." He spoke out after a moment, watching him with a gentle hum. Massachusetts was always a major flirt, especially towards Washington, but he was mostly like that since he wanted to show him just how much he enjoyed his company and how much he loved him. It was sort of how he was, even if he play-flirted with other people. He looked him over and slightly admired his outfit, adjusting his button-up and chuckling slightly. "You look nice today."

"Love you too, and you say that practically every day no matter what I wear, but thank you. I don't typically wear skirts often so I'm glad to hear you don't mind 'em on me," Washington hummed out, quietly finishing making their coffee and gently putting away the things he had used to do so. "And you look nice as well; you always do, though." They commented, a small smile gracing his face as they put away the last few things. Once he was done, they hopped onto the kitchen counter, contently sipping at the caramel latte he fixed for themselves, softly swinging his legs around a bit. "Have you eaten yet? You should if you haven't already,"

"Honey, I think you look amazing in everything. You deserve every compliment you get, you're wicked pretty." Mass chuckled lightly before putting his hands beside Washington on either side, lightly nuzzling them and smiling. "And no, I haven't eaten anything yet, but I will. Eventually." He shrugged softly, watching him for a moment. "But that skirt really does fit you well, did you steal it from Rhode or something?" He joked, chuckling softly as he winked softly. Mass wasn't taller than many states, but Rhode and Washington were unlucky enough to be shorter than him. He tilted his head a bit as he looked down at him, kissing his cheek and purring lightly at the feeling of being this close to Washington.

"Bold of you to assume I [i stole] it. Geez, how high do you really think my crime rates are to think such a thing? Oh, you wound me so. It's almost as if you don't know me or something of that sort," Washington sarcastically joked in return, sticking out his tongue for a moment before sipping their coffee once more. He could have a small bit of sass and sarcasm every now and then, but who could honestly blame them? He enjoyed playing around with Mass like that. "Rhode let me borrow it in return for one of the turtleneck dresses I've got considering we're both roughly the same size. I figured it was a decent trade," They properly answered with a soft laugh and smile, happily copying Mass and giving him a few light kisses to his cheeks.

Mass snorted softly at his kissmate's words, rolling his eyes playfully before nuzzling the other's cheek lightly. "Nah...I just wouldn't put it past you experimenting with how easily you could get past how organized Rhode is." He hummed softly, then tilted his head at Washington. "I didn't think you were the kind to make trades like that, Ton-ton. You never let me wear your button-ups even if I'll make them smell better." He tsked playfully, pretending to grumble to himself as he huffed softly. It took a moment, but he picked Washington up gently as he hummed lightly. "Go on a date with me?" He asked softly, looking down at him with a soft hum. "I'll make it worth your while, I promise."

"A date?" Washington repeated with a slightly raised brow, giving the offer some thought while finishing the last few sips of his coffee. "First, you [i always] make them worth my while so I see no reason to decline. Secondly," They paused, gently drumming their fingers against the now-empty glass, humming out for a few seconds to add just a little touch of playful suspense to make Mass wait. "I want your hat; that is my one and only condition." He stated gently, sticking out their tongue one more, otherwise completely happy to oblige to Mass' offer. He liked stealing his hats, especially since he usually was the only person allowed to do so; it made them feel special if they were being honest.

"Ugh, fine." He groaned softly, being clearly playful before plopping his hat onto their head with a soft huff. "Here you go, dumbass." He teased further, but kissed them lightly for a moment. Mass seemed extremely excited, but was clearly trying to repress it so that Washington didn't get uncomfortable or something. "God, you're so neeedyyyy, I always gotta do stuff for you. You're lucky you're so cute." He giggled lightly before licking Washington's tongue and setting him down, running off and letting him try and chase him. Mass and Washington sometimes raced each other, it was funny to the athlete.

"Hey!!" Washington called out, a little surprised by their sudden race, setting down the empty glass before attempting to bolt after him. Now, normally they wouldn't [i dare] try running after him when they were in a skirt due to a fear of it flipping up, but they decided to fuck it; who else was going to see them anyway? So, holding the hat he was lucky enough to get from Mass, the barista chased after the athlete with the same determination he always had despite knowing the very, [i very] slim chance of him ever being able to catch up. It was all fun and games though, so they more than happily played along, lightly laughing and giggling as they ran after him.

Mass hid behind the couch, waiting for them to get close before scooping them up into his arms with a happy laugh. "HEYOOOO!" He hummed out happily, chuckling softly while nuzzling into his kissmate's neck playfully. "I found you, haha! I winn..." He squealed happily, continuing to nuzzle into him with a gentle smile. "My pretty kissmate!" He hummed out, holding onto him as he smiled happily, not having a problem with calling Washington by nonbinary partner names, especially since he liked making them up.

Washington let out a quiet, soft yelp of surprise, genuinely having not expected for Mass to hide behind the couch of all places, but looking back at it, it was a fairly obvious spot and they weren't sure how they missed it in the first place. He let out a sigh mixed with a laugh, rolling his eyes and shaking his head a few times as a playful gesture. "Congratulations for your [i ridiculously hard to get] achievement, my love," They playfully stated, a warm smile on their face as they pecked his lips a few times; nothing too serious as they were simply curious to how he would respond and react.

"Awwww~ What's the matter, baby, not having fun with me?" He asked as he looked down at them, then hummed lightly as he returned the kisses he was being given. Of course, Mass loved trading kisses with Washington, especially when they were playfully making fun of one another. He sighed happily as he closed his eyes, letting out a gentle hum as he slowly deepened the kiss. "You're so sweet..." He whispered after a moment, gently rubbing their cheek once before setting them down and smiling softly. "Wanna get some Dunkin' and maybe go see a park?"

"I do not know of this Dunkin' place you speak of, I only know of Starbucks for I am a [i forever loyal] customer to the chain," Washington sarcastically jested with a quiet huff, playfully sticking his tongue out for a moment before fixing the hat he got from the other so it sat properly on his head. "Besides," They started, their voice softening from their earlier sarcasm into something a little more genuine, "I, like, [i just] had a cup of coffee... Unless that's an offer to get [i more] coffee??" Washington half-asked with hope in their eyes; they were a coffee addict at heart, that much was certain, and sometimes they had to literally be stopped from consuming more the drink for the sake of them being able to sleep at night, but that never stopped them from trying to get more.

"Yes, yes, loverboy, that's an offer to get more coffee. I haven't had mine today anyways." Mass teased softly, licking Washington's tongue again just to play with him since the other was playing with him first. His eyes rolled gently, then he set him down and kissed his nose. "Let's go, then." He hummed lightly, leading him out of the house some of the states lived in together while letting Washington get his shoes on. He was excited about this, gently grinning at him as he pulled him out to the car he had.

Washington let out an ecstatic cheer, throwing an excited fist into the air for a brief moment, happy to quickly scurry off and slip a pair of tennis shoes on, neatly tying up the laces before joining Mass and following him out to his car. He quickly hopped inside, too, the second it got unlocked, snuggling back into the seat he plopped himself into, of course buckling himself in as safety was important. "So, you won't drink my home-brewed coffee, but you'll happily get some from this Dunkin' place?" They mock-saltily asked with a half-grin, still pretending to not know of Dunkin'; Starbucks was, would, and forever will be supreme in their opinion, and nothing could change their stubborn stance about it.

"Baby, honey, I love you, but Dunkin' is king." Mass tsked softly before backing out of the garage, driving to a Dunkin' and humming to himself. "But if you can convince me, I'll drive to a Starbucks, if only to get you your weird Starbucks coffee." He rolled his eyes before ordering his own coffee, getting a decently-sized cup of espresso before taking a deep sip of it as he sighed. "Ah...the nectar of the gods." He whispered, then set it in the cupholder as he lightly glanced at his kissmate. "I still say Starbucks sucks, though." He hummed lightly, watching him for a moment before drumming his fingers on the outside of his car's steering wheel.