[ .... well okay. his mind naturally starts running through endless possibilities. ]
Sure.
[ he's too tired to think of a witty comeback. instead he lets his head drop back down, mindful to shift towards the right side of the bed so hibiki actually has room.
But if you're not willing, I'll have no other choice than to stay here forever.
[ It's too late when Hibiki realizes what he has just done. Honestly, his cheeks become red in a matter of seconds, it might be a new personal record. ]
[ It's difficult to look Akira in the eyes when he's wearing this. For so many reasons. That's why, instead, Hibiki is pressing his face into his shoulder. ]
About that other thing... [ Of course he's not stating which. Of course. ] I'm not saying no, it's just...
I just don't think that's a good idea right now. I mean...
[ If he only knew what he means. If only. How is he supposed to tell Akira that he's become quite...distracted. Way more than usual. Because of a certain crimeboy. Hibiki can only imagine what would happen if they began living together. ]
[ It's difficult not to notice that at this point, and as much as Hibiki would like to explain, but...is it really a good idea to tell him that he comes from a family of assassins?
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Sure.
[ he's too tired to think of a witty comeback. instead he lets his head drop back down, mindful to shift towards the right side of the bed so hibiki actually has room.
operation shutting eyes commencing. ]
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That said, he walks across the room and lies beside Akira wearing this. Once he wraps himself in one of the blankets, he nudges the other boy. ]
You can open them.
it's 4:30 in the morning and i'm howling in laughter??
what.
why?
how??
akira blinks a few times, just to confirm that his eyes aren't playing tricks on him. no, that is indeed what he thinks it is. ]
... You run out of clean uniforms? [ there's a twitch of a smile though. this is so ridiculous. ]
i'm not even sorry
[ That's an affirmative meow coming from a flustered captain tugging the hood so it'd cover half of his face. ]
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...ah. What's the special occasion?
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It's called doing the laundry. [ So special. ] How ridiculous do I look like wearing this? On a scale from one to ten.
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[ sorry, he's gonna laugh again, drowsy but utterly endeared. he drapes his arm lazily over hibiki's side, though. ]
It's okay. It's cute on you.
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[ Hibiki pinches his cheek. Honestly, he missed doing that. ]
It was either that or...
[ Does he even have to finish. Go wild, Akira's imagination. ]
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Or... [ oh. well. okay, then. he laughs, and decides not to dwell on that for his own sanity. ]
You could have told me. I would have brought extra clothes over.
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[ Huffs. He's doing it so well, too! Just look at him wearing his ridiculous onesie. ]
I think I'll need your help in the morning, though...
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That's fine.
[ it'd be cute to see him wearing his clothes. ]
It's not like I don't see you a lot.
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I'd like to borrow your coat.
[ He's being shamelessly specific here about his preferences, oops. ]
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Sure. You were the one that fixed it, anyway.
[ fantasy fodder, clearly. ]
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[ He should've said that earlier, probably. ]
Anything will do, I'm not picky.
[ Hasn't he just asked for his coat, though... ]
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Ah, so you aren't going to wear this under my coat? I'm disappointed.
[ AKIRA. ]
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[ Why is the coat at fault here. ]
But if you're not willing, I'll have no other choice than to stay here forever.
[ It's too late when Hibiki realizes what he has just done. Honestly, his cheeks become red in a matter of seconds, it might be a new personal record. ]
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[ stay here forever? hadn't he already offered that -
there's bubbling of laughter and he fights it off with a well-timed cough. ]
Don't worry, I'll give you enough clothes to wear back. It's fine.
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[ It's difficult to look Akira in the eyes when he's wearing this. For so many reasons. That's why, instead, Hibiki is pressing his face into his shoulder. ]
About that other thing... [ Of course he's not stating which. Of course. ] I'm not saying no, it's just...
[ The moving in thing. ]
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though, all things considered, he probably should have been able to put two and two together. ]
Just what?
[ he can play along. maybe the answer will shed light on what they're actually talking about. ]
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[ If he only knew what he means. If only. How is he supposed to tell Akira that he's become quite...distracted. Way more than usual. Because of a certain crimeboy. Hibiki can only imagine what would happen if they began living together. ]
You don't even know me all that well.
[ Harsh. ]
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Ah... that's. [ he's trying to find the right words. ]
That makes sense, yeah.
[ that it's probably not a good idea. he just thinks it's rooted in other reasoning: there's been a lot going on with the palai. ]
I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. [ he just figured it would be more convenient, really. ]
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[ It might be unfair to do so after being so rough with him, but it doesn't stop Hibiki from nuzzling into the other boy. ]
I'm such a mess because of you.
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[ please explain, because he's slightly worried again, his hand resting comfortably between hibiki's shoulder blades. ]
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While wearing a cat onesie, of all things. ]
I like you.
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...And that makes you a mess?
[ he's not computing this. there is a small laugh that escapes him, sounding partially amused. ]
Ah... I am a delinquent, so maybe that's it.
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