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[WAITING.]

Give me a minute.

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.

[SPLUTTER.]

Take it easy, I'm coming.

Don't bother if it's a hassle for you.

Shut up.

[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.

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.

[Asch certainly isn't going to protest, shifting a bit to sit shoulder to shoulder.]

...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.

[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.

[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.

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.

[Asch blushes a little, leaning against him more.]

Why?

For lying to you. [This is officially a hug now.]

[Asch hesitates for a second before just sort of melting into it, closing his eyes.]

... I can't blame you.

Even so. [Guy can't really argue that point, though, and instead just falls silent and enjoys the closeness. Asch is nice to hug when he's not bristling.]

[Asch is quiet again for a while with him, mulling things over, before laughing briefly, the sound a little forced.]

Is it still worth a try?

[Exasperated Guy is exasperated. So he just kisses Asch's forehead. Yes, stupid. It's worth a try.]

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