Asch the Bloody (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dissonates) wrote2008-11-25 10:57 pm
dissonates) wrote2008-11-25 10:57 pm
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REPLICA.
WHAT THE HELL.
WHAT THE HELL.
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Just because I told you to stop giving me a hard time?
Because you took away my entertainment for the next half hour.
If you wanted entertainment you could have asked.
Give me a minute.
I'm trying to figure out if you meant what I thought you meant.
I'm trying to figure out if you meant what I thought you meant.
For Lorelei's sake, get in here.
Edited 2008-11-26 19:50 (UTC)
I should've expected as much. Teenagers these days.
Shut up.
[And this is Guy not bothering to knock.]
[And this is Guy not bothering to knock.]
[And this is Asch sitting up in bed to make room for him.]
Didn't take you very long.
Didn't take you very long.
I was just outside.
[Guy takes a seat beside Asch, closer than is allowed platonically.] It's nice now that the rain's finally stopped.
[Guy takes a seat beside Asch, closer than is allowed platonically.] It's nice now that the rain's finally stopped.
[Asch certainly isn't going to protest, shifting a bit to sit shoulder to shoulder.]
...Yeah. I was getting tired of listening to it.
...Yeah. I was getting tired of listening to it.
[Guy takes it a step further and leans his head against Asch's, cheek to temple.] Yeah...it's soothing for a while, but then it just gets to be kind of depressing.
[And again, no protest. There's a long pause, but after a minute Asch slides his hand down to brush against Guy's, silently asking permission.]
Rain without a thunderstorm... it's kind of pointless.
Rain without a thunderstorm... it's kind of pointless.
[Sigh. You dumb kid. Guy takes Asch's hand and squeezes; they aren't going to get very far if Asch thinks he has to ask permission to touch him.]
I've never thought of it that way.
I've never thought of it that way.
[He's not used to touching, Guy :| Be nice. Asch squeezes back, lacing their fingers together and smiling veeeery faintly.]
I used to like thunderstorms as a kid, even if they kind of scared me.
I used to like thunderstorms as a kid, even if they kind of scared me.
Sleeping in Dist's chair. [Resting his cheek atop Asch's hair instead, kind of letting his lips touch it.] Because it smelled like fontech.
... Yeah. [Asch can't help but chuckle softly at that.] Because it smelled like you.
[Guy untangles his hand from Asch's to reach around him and pull him to his side, fingers sliding into Asch's hair.]
...I'm sorry.
...I'm sorry.
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