Closed(ish) | Guarding Mr. Daisy

[lotusmesenpai]

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.

Comments

the pun was there it had to be taken

[inksplashes]

[ The sensation of the bed beneath him yielding to a second weight has not quite stopped being a novel feeling to Lavi. Mattresses themselves are still fairly novel, at that, despite how it feels as if it was a lifetime ago that he whiled away his nights in the navigator's sanctuary of their ship.

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.'

[lotusmesenpai]

[So melodramatic, Lavi!

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.

[inksplashes]

[ It's a challenge which largely goes over his head, interpreted too literally and written off swiftly in the interest of saving face when nails tease at him and threaten an all too obvious response. Lips part, breath sucked in softly--but he's still powerless to stop himself from following the hand, bowing his head in eager reception.

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.

/end

[lotusmesenpai]

[Which one of is is the cruel one, hm?

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.