no looky for real this time

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[ hehe

ryo will just reach over and run his hand through akira's hair again before pulling away. thinks about how ryo is technically still unaware that akira might have any lingering romantic feelings because SOMEONE is a LIAR so he is just going to do his gay pining from afar ]

Mm. Welcome home, Akira.

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[WHY ARE THEY STILL BOTH BEING MORONS? RYO? HE IS MOSTLY NAKED IN YOUR BED. God grant me the strength not to snap them over my thigh.

They will work on that later.]

...!

[Being welcomed home........

He's so surprised to hear anything like this (even though he SHOULDN'T be) that his upper half stumbles as he leans after the retreating hand, once it has gotten too far from reach. He drops his hot face in to the bed.]

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[ ryo like, damn he still really likes hands in his hair huh.

but he watches this happen, amused, before just retreating from the room before he keeps pressing his luck here. he will likely take a picture of akira once he is asleep because some habits will never fucking die and ryo needs to restock his collection.

but he will give akira the two hours while occasionally peeking in to make sure he is still in there and this isn't some kind of hallucination ]

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[Ryo is so funny.

Somehow, it isn't a hallucination. Akira is there every single time, even when Ryo is being weird and taking his picture. For a while, he is asleep face-down with the wings out, and JD curled up in the center of his back.

Then another time, one wing is folded against his back while the other is still stretched out, and his head is turned to the side with both arms under the pillow. JD has curled up in the crook of his shoulder and neck against the back of his hair.

He is mostly like this the rest of the time, except for the lightly raised wing--like when you just stick your arm up in your sleep for no reason and hold it there, just with his folded wing.]

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[ IT'S FINE.....

like promised though, ryo eventually comes back to the room to actually be useful. he sits on the edge of the bed and leans over to pick up jd and deposit the cat onto the floor. jd will probably hop back on later but it's fine.

he then just reaches over akira and shakes him on the shoulder. ]

Get up.

[ there are probably more loving ways to wake someone up but this is efficient ]

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[There are so many better ways to wake up the dude you love, but that's okay. POOR JD, tossed away like garbage. JD is offended, but is not in a mood to fight, so JD only sits nearby passively aggressively.

The wing that is stuck up shifts and folds down against him, out of the way. He stirs groggily, and his brows furrow. Gently, he grabs Ryo's wrist....... but then ends up simply holding onto it as he lies there unmoving, like he has maybe dosed off again.]

...

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[ THIS ISN'T WAKING UP

ryo should feel soft about this, except he was given a job which was to wake akira up so he's just ??? when it does not work help.

he leans in closer. ]

Akira.

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[Ryo, not understanding how sleeping works because he doesn't really sleep.

Again, he stirs slightly when he's called. His lids flutter before closing.

The stretched out wing folds lazily behind him, and he turns as much as he can to his side and over. The hand holding Ryo's wrist pulls, moving Ryo's arm across him to the other side to pull Ryo in bed with him. This is what happens when one half of you is physically needy.]

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[ HELP ryo is still like, damn this bitch is not waking up huh. akira better not get mad that this is over two hours.

but he is going to shift around slightly so that this isn't maddeningly uncomfortable and will press closer so he can whisper into akira's ear. ]

You're not waking up.

[ sexy pillow talk ]

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[NOT THE SEXY PILLOW TALK.

He lets go of Ryo's wrist and loops that arm around Ryo's back. Warm... Sleepy... He's ready to settle them both down into the bed for more sleeping, but the voice in his ear stirs him completely awake with a soft, startled groan.

His eyes squint at Ryo--WAIT. He's at Ryo's!! WAH. The arm loosens politely.]

Mm--M'awake.

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[ helppppp

ryo snorts, and moves to sit up like that didn't just happen. there's a pause, and he brushes his thumb against akira's cheek. ]

I guess some things don't change.

[ he's still embarrassing. ]

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[The eye above the thumb closes, and he groggily peers at Ryo.]

What’s… that supposed… to mean…?

[WHAT DOESN’T CHANGE!!

Him being a dingdong hasn’t, but whatever. Sometimes, you emotionally bloom more than you become intelligent.]

Has it really been two hours…?

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It has been. Do you want to sleep more?

[ he only went with two hours because akira said so, but he is obviously still sleepy. ]

I can figure out what to get for dinner for you later.

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[Ryo didn’t answer him……

He scrubs at his eyes with a fisted hand gently, throat and chest rumbling. His voice sounds a little like gravel is in it.]

Mm-mm… I’m awake…

[Excuse him while he gives a wide yawn to throw the sleep off.]

M’hungry, though…

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Hm, I guess we can get some meat...

[ he pulls his hand away.

although only to resettle it on one of akira's wings. ]

I can go get some.

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[The wing rustles gently under the hand, warm and leathery. Soft surprisingly except for the hard places of bone. It stretches out a bit more for the hand, instinctually.]

I can go with you. I’ll wake up better if I walk around… And I can fly you over.

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[ he just idly runs his hand against the wing, taking care not to look at akira's face as he does so. ]

You'll have to put your clothes back on.

[ almost naked akira ]

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...

[The way he's suddenly aware of the fact he really is just out here in his underwear. The whole of his chest grows hot, and then the heat slips up his chest into his face.

His brows twitch with the strain of trying not to shudder, so he fidgets a bit instead.]

I'll... put them back on, yeah.

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Well, I don't mind.

[ HE JUST ADMITS TO THAT there is no point in pretending that his singular horny braincell isn't directed at akira ]

It just might be hard to get food like this.

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[This only makes the flush in his face worse. Cannot emphasize what it's like to have this body, but be hanging around a bunch of old men and an old woman for a long time.

Like. When you can do much about the fact you're very instinctively horny. Ryo has no business talking like that on top of being beautiful.]

I wasn't gonna go out without clothes, Ryo...

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[ help his horny ass hanging around a bunch of geriatrics

ryo will just move a little so he can grab onto akira's arm and tug at it. sit up, bitch. ]

Of course not. [ ... ] You'll have to get more clothes...

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[NOT THAT ICON!!!

He doesn't want to get up! He wants to go with Ryo to help, but the bed... so comfy... so warm... He grunts, letting Ryo tug him until he pulls himself up into a sit. He's up! He's up!]

I know... I can look around for something. We could probably share some things...

[Well.

He glances down at his chest. Maybe, like, baggier things or something.]

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[ he also looks down at akira's chest. hmmm. he looks back up. ]

We'll share until we can get more.

[ ryo is fine if it's not baggier.

he moves to get off the bed and stretches, still watching akira as he does so. there are a lot of things he wants to ask. ]

Are you fine with me touching you?

[ he asks after he touched akira so many times already in this thread ]

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[RYO. Of course Ryo is fine if they aren't baggier.

Once Ryo is off the bed, he reluctantly swings his legs around so he can sit on the edge. The wings shift around behind him so they can't awkwardly jabbing into the bed or hanging in the way.

His eyes snap up, and he's very ???? at being asked this when, yes, Ryo has already touched him so many times since they ran into each other.]

...Yeah?

[He realizes he does not ask for clarification on touch, but... whatever. He has no obligations anymore which is something he'll have to navigate on his own.]

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[ he nods at the answer and will just turn to walk out of the room, heading for the stairs. jd patters after him.

from a distance, ryo calls out, ]

What kind of meat, Akira?