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Of course I'll make time for you.
Don't scare me, though
You act like it's going to be something awful
Come over when you're ready

depends on your definition of awful sweetheart
ill be over in a bit.

[ No worries he's not gonna show up missing another arm. It isn't THAT bad, right?

He does show up slightly scuffed up but nothing's missing, nothing's bleeding. He's just shown up, stumbling out of the shadows like he normally does with a distinctly troubled look on his face. And would you believe he's actually on time? Ten minutes on time. ]

[ When he opens the door, he's got a small bandage on his face and a couple on his arm, but he looked all right, otherwise. He opens the door wide to let him inside... but he's already fussing, as he does. ]

You're so dirty... you said you were okay! [ He's dusting off Ron's shoulders. ] And then you come into my house looking so roughed up...

Ah, if I see whoever did this to you I'll mop their faces with... a mop!

Buggering hell mate, you're one to talk. You're the one with a plaster on.

[ He does manage the smallest laugh though as he's getting dusted off before stepping over and -- oh, what the hell.

His hand's moved under Watanuki's chin to tip it up as he leans in and kisses him suddenly. He's taking his time with it, releasing his chin to move that arm around his waist to pull him close and keep the other against him. It's clear his heart is racing for some reason and there's the thought at the back of his head that he might get suckerpunched but it's so worth it right now. ]

[ Oh-- ]

[ He wasn't expecting the kiss, nor how he was pulled into the other, so his own heart skips a little beat as he's suddenly swept into one. His eyes are wide for a moment before he closes them. ]

[ But, he parts first, hands resting on Ron's shoulders. ]

That was... [ A beat. ] Unexpected. I mean...

Not... unwelcomed, I guess, but... [ Blushing. He's blushing, and his ears are following through with it too. ]

[ He's just... not gonna let go for a moment. Gah he's not supposed to be doing this. He's a player, dammit! He's played the game, played so many rounds of it it's gotten stale and boring and just a way to pass the time.

So when did he start getting attached...? ]

Yeah... well... wasn't sure if I'd ever get to do that again.

[ Insert small apologetic smile. ]

He's back.

[ There's a slow blink as he remains in Ron's arm. His fingers slide gently along the front of his chest. ]

Back? Who's back?

Edited 2016-10-17 04:59 (UTC)

[ Geh he's just going to indulge a moment, resting slightly closer on the pretense of being unable to stand straight. Fatigue? Yeah, sure. Battle fatigue sounds like a great excuse right about now. Let's go with that. ]

Yuki's back. I.. should prolly be happy about that but...

[ And a chuckle as he locks eyes with the other. ]

Part of me feels like you had to know.

Yuki...

[ Oh. Oh. That's right. The one that Ron... was with. His hands gently rub along the front of Ron's body, letting him lean into him. He wasn't... sure how to feel, but... ]

That's a good thing, though. [ He looked up at him. ] You wanted him to come back and now he is back.

[ There was a small smile. ]

I'm happy for you. Good timing, too.

Timing, eh?

[ And he does manage the smallest smile. Manage. Like he's really trying. But he's not too eager to pull away just yet. He highly doubts he wants to at this point. ]

Yeah, I wanted him back. Least I wouldn't have to wait too long to say h'lo again but...

[ Come ON man, you're used to this! You're supposed to be! ]

I'd be fibbing if I didn't say I'd miss you.

Miss me?

What the hell does that even mean?! Just because your boyfriend is back doesn't mean--

[ And this his face changes, a moment of realization. ] Does...

...Does this mean...

You don't... want anything to do with me anymore?

You sodding git...

[ And just holding him a little tighter now. Gosh that sounded so terrible when it was put that way. ]

M'not going to dump you out on your arse. Promised I wouldn't. S'just going to be a little difficult trying not to kiss you every time you manage to do something that'd make me want to. He'd prolly have a right tizzy about that.

Are you trying to say I should feel special that you'd want to kiss me even though he's back? [ He couldn't look at him anymore. ] Don't piss me off...

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M'not trying to, honest! S'just...

[ GAH. What are words. What are emotions. Why is he even... there's a ruffle of his own hair as he tries to pick the right words. The ones that come to mind though are 'foot meet mouth' and 'digging own grave' and 'opening new can of worms' so that isn't helping any. ]

I didn't want to hurt you. Didn't mean to string you along.

[ Quietly, more subdued. ]

Didn't think he'd be back so soon. I'd started to fancy you quite a bit meself to be honest.

[ He probably shouldn't have stepped in more, but he did, closer to him. His head was bowed down fully, unable to look at him. Somehow, he's started yelling a little. ]

You're not supposed to tell someone your feelings before you go running back to the guy you love! Are you trying to drag me into your shit?!

You're only going to make things more confusing, so stop.

[ Wow shite no. Stepping in closer is just gonna get that arm back around him again to keep him there. Again, wishing he had two arms because this would be so much easier. He's still semi-lost in thinking, somewhat lost in just... keeping the other next to him.

When he does finally speak, it's a soft chuckle that starts it. ]

Think m'not as confused as you are?

Edited (wow fuck where did that space come from) 2016-10-17 06:38 (UTC)

What are you wanting me to say? 'No, don't go with that other guy even though we've only known each other for two weeks'? No. Don't be stupid, don't act like you're all hot shit just because you managed to worm your way into kisses a few times! [ Even if he's not doing so physically, he's trying to push himself back. ]

That's all you wanted to tell me, right? So what are you doing standing around here?

Go. Go make out with him or something.

[ Oh. Oh no he hecked up. He hecked up bad. He hecked up so bad he's feeling it right down to his bones. See, this is the problem when you get attached to people. ]

See, you'd think I'd ruddy well like to but... to be honest, m'not sure why I'm here.

[ A slight shrug. ]

Wanted to see you more'n anything, really.

[ There was a pause. He was still looking down, but there was a voice in his head, a calm, tranquil, familiar one, and she told him that things would be alright. That this was good for him. To experience this sort of feeling... it would make him a better and stronger person. Just do what felt right. ]

[ So he took a deep breath, and looked up at Ron. There were small tears that had escaped. ]

...Thank you. [ And his arms moved around Ron's neck, pulling him down to him. ] ...It was fun.

[ And he kissed him, deeply... one last time. ]

[ nopenopenopenopenope he effed up he effed up so bad abort abort mission critical code red god dammit you play with fire you get burned and that kiss did exactly that. It burned. Burned both white hot and bright blue at the same time.

When he does pull away, it's with a measure of reluctance that he has to pull his arm back if only because he has to push his glasses up over his head to rub an eye with the ball of his palm. Damned human emotions. Damn the fact he remembered what it was like to be human in the first place. There's a pang in his chest he's distinctly trying to ignore... and failing to. ]

Buggering hell... s'not like I'll never see you again. We're trapped here anyroad.

[ what is wrong with the two of you ]

Don't try and take my lines, that's what I was saying. [ And he smacked him on the shoulder. ]

Buggering hell you can hit for a ruddy beanpole!

[ Sorry but that arm's going back around his waist to pull him over with a small relieved sigh. Sorry man, you're more than a friend and a little less than a boyfriend now. Just a little. ]

Listen... m'just glad to know you aren't going anywhere. To be perfectly honest, I'd been worried we'd have a row over it and I'd just walk out here feeling like absolute shit.

Beanpole?!

[ But he shut up when Ron had him by the waist again. He leaned into him, comfortable in the position. He shook his head. ]

I'm not going anywhere. We're friends, aren't we?

As long as you don't go anywhere too far... I'll still be right here.

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