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overjoyed_logs2017-02-19 07:04 pm
lotusmesenpai) wrote in overjoyed_logs2017-02-19 07:04 pm
Closed(ish) | Guarding Mr. Daisy
Who: Sion, Lavi, Kanda & anyone they meet at the Summit
Where: Springhill Compound, Peace Summit
When: W6D2 - D6
Summary: Guarding Sion during the summit should be an easy warrant. Unfortunately, nothing with Sion is ever actually E A S Y.
Restrictions/Warnings: Kanda's fine command of language, as usual.
Where: Springhill Compound, Peace Summit
When: W6D2 - D6
Summary: Guarding Sion during the summit should be an easy warrant. Unfortunately, nothing with Sion is ever actually E A S Y.
Restrictions/Warnings: Kanda's fine command of language, as usual.
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Somehow, he thinks inflicting that worry is more difficult to live with than getting the injuries in the first place.
So while he's definitely not as focused and clear of mind as Yu seems to be, he's concerned enough to ignore the ticklish sensation of careful fingertips gliding over knitted skin. Lavi frowns softly, reaching for Yu's hand without a second thought to offer a reassuring squeeze.
I'm here, he tries to convey without words, you didn't hurt me. ]
Well, it wasn't icy, at least...?
[ Drawing the captive hand away, Lavi pulls down his shirt to hide the evidence of those stitches, trying to put them somewhere out of mind for Kanda. ]
Counting me out already, huh? That's probably fair. Thanks for being so reliable, Yu. Just one of your many features that make a guy all weak in the knees.
[ An old joke a little.. too literal these days, but alas! ]
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This time, he can feel a faint flush warming his face at the thought, throat going dry.
Shaking his head to dispel the memory of Lavi leaning into his hold, their bodies pressed flush from thigh to chest, he quite nearly admits to knowing exactly how to 'make a guy all weak in the knees'.
Or worse, show him.
Instead, Kanda carefully extracts his hand from Lavi's with a wry chuckle before leaning forward to untangle the blanket from around their feet.]
Nothing to thank, idiot. I've seen you go into 'bookman mode' enough times to know how this'll go. Security is enough that I should be fine to play primary babysitter while you do what you need to. 'S why we work, isn't it?
[Only once he's sure he's no longer going to give such an obvious tell (the down side of such pale skin!) does he look back up, glance sidelong towards his partner.]
Speaking of, we should probably go to bed soon - long day tomorrow and knowing you, you're going to live off caffeine and ink for the next week so...
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Picking his legs up to be helpful, Lavi shrugs with a light laugh--he's never really been sure why they work outside of their propensity to abide secrets--but even that seems to have changed lately.
(Or has it? Lavi is, after all, keeping a new secret from Yu, and he damn well intends to keep it to his grave.
Which at the rate of things isn't that far away so it seems fairly doable.) ]
Yeah, I guess so! I'm really just a miscellaneous detail for warrants like these anyway. Kinda hard to compete with you.
[ A bit disparaging of self, perhaps, but not in a way that seems to bother him. He's long since accepted that while he's damn good in a fight, he's never going to be at Kanda's level.
At the comment about bed, Lavi nods, yawning just by virtue of bringing it up. There are few things he loves more than sleep, which means it's often the first sacrifice when he enters that so-called bookman-mode. A peace summit that only lasts a few days will definitely push him to the ends of his endurance, but it's what he signed up for. ]
That sounds like a great idea. Might as well get a headstart before things get exciting.
[ Reaching down to reclaim the blanket, he stands, stretching carefully and donning the comforter like an oversized cape the few steps to the bed. There are two beds so it would follow that Yu would claim the other one..
..even so he murmurs as he collapses on the mattress, preparing himself for the perpetual war of who-has-more-blanket early. ]
Get the lights and hurry up. I'm not gonna warm the blanket just for you to claim 'I only have the corner'.
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Kanda would reveal them as known, if he'd thought his stubborn partner would accept them as much now as he had that night.
So then, maybe it's more accurate to say fever and fear keep them locked neatly away, because it's Kanda's fear of pushing the boundaries reset before Lavi would be willing to accept the erasure of said lines entirely.
More and more he finds himself like this, sitting back, watching his partner, and trying to understand and unravel the complexity that is now (and may always have been) between them. And every now and then, the man in question says something so stupid that it jars him out of those thoughts entirely.]
Shut up, idiot.
[Because while there's no question that Kanda's combat skills outstrip Lavi's, his partner is able to see the subtle nuances that more often than not catch the underlying current waiting to throw the warrant into the deep.
It's a skill that Kanda can't match.
One that he values equally.
Pushing to his feet, he steps around to his side of the bed, cuts the bedside light as he slips under the remaining blanket.]
Like hells I'm letting you take both damned blankets, selfish bastard!
[ Pausing just a moment, he then smirks in the dark and, quite deliberately, pulls the remaining blanket harder than necessary, neatly claiming more of it and dragging Lavi that little bit closer all at once. In the dark, he can feel the faint tease of hair against his lips, murmurs softly:] Go to sleep, idiot rabbit, before I decide to strip you of both blankets instead.
the pun was there it had to be taken
That thought distracts him, leads him down the wending turns they've taken to establish that even in a room with two beds.. Lavi had expected Kanda to crawl into this one.
(And he had with seemingly little to no reservation. Just reached over to kill the light and settled down beside Lavi, a picture of domestic companionship.)
Thus when the blankets suddenly swirl and usher him forward, he's caught largely unaware, a small yelp of surprise half-strangled in his throat. The usual grumbling protest begins, interspersed with a fair few colorful additives, but he makes no move to distance himself again in spite of it.
(This part becoming part of their routine is still fairly jarring, but that's largely, Lavi knows, because he can't seem to keep his damn mind off doing a dozen other things in this--or any--bed that aren't the slightest bit sedate or sleep oriented.)
Closing his eye, he exhales softly, drawing in a deep breath and filling his senses with the mingled aroma of tea and overpriced soap. ]
So harsh, Yu. You'd leave a battered friend to the cold of the void..
[ Lavi shivers melodramatically, snapping his teeth to emulate chattering between them before he curls slightly amid the sea of blankets in unconscious effort to bring them closer. ]
I'd have no choice but to cuddle you to survive the night! My gravestone would tragically read..
'Brr.'
[ Preemptively he ducks his head down, inadvertently--or perhaps just unconsciously again-- putting him within kissing distance of collarbones he's all too often thought of doing as much to.
Kissing, that is, but he'd be good with biting or licking or--
Keep it together. ]
'Brr Rabbit.'
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Kanda finds himself stuck somewhere between the urge to either roll his eyes at the exaggeration or pull his insufferable partner under the blanket with him.
He doubts either of them would have reason to be cold, then. Because how many times has he awakened in the middle of the night with a careless arm or leg slung over him, the weight of his partner's body heavy against his side, threatening a control already worn down to threads?
It was dangerous to become accustomed to such moment, because they're still ones that Lavi isn't fully cognizant of - this constant reaching for him when the other man is unconscious - but it's a danger Kanda not just accepts, but relishes.
So when the bastard actually shifts even closer, barely any real space between them once again and Lavi's breath teasing over flesh to torment, Kanda just.
Slips.
The low rumble of murmured words falls from his lips before his teeth can cage them, linger like an invitation or a dare between them, there to challenge a faulty memory.]
I dunno what's worse - that you'd think you'd be cold when you sleep on me or that damn joke.
[Reaching up, he absently cards messy bangs back from the other man's face, nails scraping lightly across his scalp before his mind finally catches up to the danger of his actions. Blinking, he snorts a laugh at himself, an attempt to tamp down the frustration at having to force himself back once more, and flicks the other man's forehead softly.]
Idiot rabbit definitely fits you more.
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Thankfully, the sound of the snort draws him out of it and he laughs for a lack of better noises to make, reaching up to paw at his hair and pat his fringe down in huffing irritation at having it mussed and then abused by tantalizing fingers.
That was an excellent joke, thank you very much. ]
Such a cruel man indeed..
[ Sighing, Lavi closes his eyes and shifts closer to the edge of the bed. Sprawling slightly, he 'accidentally' lets a hand whisper past Yu's shoulder on its descent.
He should really get to sleep before he thinks about letting that hand drift any further.
Yawning, he commits himself to chaste dreams, for the love of the trees, and nestles into the pillow. ]
In my next life, I'm definitely screening partners for their charitably, mmmhm.
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He can't help but think it after watching Lavi's head dip, the anticipation that had flared in that moment left to linger unfulfilled as his oblivious partner turns away.
Saving a measure of both their sanity, perhaps, disappointing as that may be.
Biting back his own sigh, Kanda can only watch with a hooded gaze as Lavi shifts further away, sprawls enough to take up more of the bed space before resolutely closing his eyes. Better to not watch temptation slide between the sheets than give in... for now, at any rate.
Even so, he chuckles softly, the sound warm and almost content as he reaches an arm back, tucks a hand behind his head.]
Complain all you want - you'd miss me in that life too.
[It's a gamble to say it, true, but he's a little too tired to care just then. Besides, it's fun to shot taunts back at Lavi... even if the other man doesn't realize just how true that probably is.]
Go to sleep already. I don't want you complaining that I kept you awake too long come morning.