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CROW ARMBRUST
Yeah sex is great and all, but have you ever pulled a 5-Star summon you really wanted while using your daily free single roll
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[Rean's adjusting the strap of the bag on his shoulder when Crow comes down, and he looks up when he sees someone approaching.
...Ah. Is that what he looks like without the headband? ...It's kind of cute, actually—
Oh, thank god, Crow is talking to him and he can distract himself.]
It's heavy— Don't worry about it. Here, just take your coffee and let me get up there so I can set it down.
[He holds out the coffee that he's been carefully carrying all this way, wrapped in one of those cardboard sleeves. It's not worth risking more injury just because his body can handle heat a little better now.
And it's at this point that he pauses, eyes casting down to that shirt.]
...I don't even want to know where on earth you found that.
...Ah. Is that what he looks like without the headband? ...It's kind of cute, actually—
Oh, thank god, Crow is talking to him and he can distract himself.]
It's heavy— Don't worry about it. Here, just take your coffee and let me get up there so I can set it down.
[He holds out the coffee that he's been carefully carrying all this way, wrapped in one of those cardboard sleeves. It's not worth risking more injury just because his body can handle heat a little better now.
And it's at this point that he pauses, eyes casting down to that shirt.]
...I don't even want to know where on earth you found that.
[Well, he's not going to wrestle Rean for that bag, so he'll take that coffee and at least hold the door open for him.]
Head for the elevator just ahead--don't worry, it's working. I promise.
[He smiles, at Rean's reaction to his shirt.]
You like it? It was on sale. [At a thrift store.]
Head for the elevator just ahead--don't worry, it's working. I promise.
[He smiles, at Rean's reaction to his shirt.]
You like it? It was on sale. [At a thrift store.]
I'm actually surprised I can say the same for my building right now.
[Still, no arguments from him, onward toward the elevator! As for the shirt, once he's hit the button, he turns back to Crow with the deadest eyes he can manage and puts his now free hand over his heart.
In his most overwrought dramatic voice:]
I solemnly swear I will never treat you like potato.
[Still, no arguments from him, onward toward the elevator! As for the shirt, once he's hit the button, he turns back to Crow with the deadest eyes he can manage and puts his now free hand over his heart.
In his most overwrought dramatic voice:]
I solemnly swear I will never treat you like potato.
[Crow's only a step behind him as he gets in, taking a sip of that coffee to get the life flowing back in his veins.]
Man, glad I avoided that mess with school dorms. No AC and a questionably working elevator...bet the hot water runs out pretty quick too.
[Not that Crow's didn't if it took too long, but he's sure his is a lot longer.
But with Rean's dramatic tone, Crow puts a hand to his chest, like a blushing maiden.]
Are you...my angle?
Man, glad I avoided that mess with school dorms. No AC and a questionably working elevator...bet the hot water runs out pretty quick too.
[Not that Crow's didn't if it took too long, but he's sure his is a lot longer.
But with Rean's dramatic tone, Crow puts a hand to his chest, like a blushing maiden.]
Are you...my angle?
Youuu got it. [Sigh.] Woe unto you if you get in the showers too late. Part of the reason I'm always up so early...
[Gotta get in on that hot water while it lasts!
...Oh. Is this the game they're playing? Well. He can keep up with it.]
Maybe not your angle, but I could be your debil if you like.
[Gotta get in on that hot water while it lasts!
...Oh. Is this the game they're playing? Well. He can keep up with it.]
Maybe not your angle, but I could be your debil if you like.
[Don't say things like that, Crow, he's just one useless bisexual and you've been making his heart flutter since he woke up!
...Which, yeah, it's looking rather like he did just wake up at 2:30 in the morning. There's an entire luggage section under his eyes.]
Heh. Wouldn't you like to know? You know what they say, a good magician never reveals his secrets... it's the same for black magic.
[He's got a devious little smirk on his lips at that. It's almost too easy to call back the cringeworthy dramatics of his teen years for this...]
...Which, yeah, it's looking rather like he did just wake up at 2:30 in the morning. There's an entire luggage section under his eyes.]
Heh. Wouldn't you like to know? You know what they say, a good magician never reveals his secrets... it's the same for black magic.
[He's got a devious little smirk on his lips at that. It's almost too easy to call back the cringeworthy dramatics of his teen years for this...]
It's totally jaywalking.
[He snickers, finding it easy to have such a dumb conversation with Rean even at 3 AM. It's like his nightmares had eased away thanks to one little text convo. Who knows, maybe just having someone in the house would ease the nightmares all together. One could only hope.]
But man, you look like you're ready to crash the minute we get in--If you want, you can take my bed. The couch is comfy...but it's probably nothing compared to an actual mattress.
[He snickers, finding it easy to have such a dumb conversation with Rean even at 3 AM. It's like his nightmares had eased away thanks to one little text convo. Who knows, maybe just having someone in the house would ease the nightmares all together. One could only hope.]
But man, you look like you're ready to crash the minute we get in--If you want, you can take my bed. The couch is comfy...but it's probably nothing compared to an actual mattress.
[Rean just laughs.]
Oh, shut up...
[He's feeling the same way, honestly. The nightmare that had been plaguing him for weeks is long forgotten, now, as he lets himself slip into the comfort that Crow's simple presence has become.]
What? I couldn't... I'm imposing enough on you by staying with you, I'm not taking your bed, besides. I'll be fine on the couch, don't worry about me. I could probably sleep on the floor if I had to. [He sighs.] As for crashing, not quite yet. Still a little wired, but... probably soon, yeah. It's just a matter of when it catches up with me.
Oh, shut up...
[He's feeling the same way, honestly. The nightmare that had been plaguing him for weeks is long forgotten, now, as he lets himself slip into the comfort that Crow's simple presence has become.]
What? I couldn't... I'm imposing enough on you by staying with you, I'm not taking your bed, besides. I'll be fine on the couch, don't worry about me. I could probably sleep on the floor if I had to. [He sighs.] As for crashing, not quite yet. Still a little wired, but... probably soon, yeah. It's just a matter of when it catches up with me.
[Crow can't help but laugh in return. He's glad Rean's past the stage of feeling like he'll offend him by now, and instead throwing in the bickering. It's a nice change.]
You're pretty damn stubborn, you know. I invited you here, and you're acting like you're imposing.
[He ruffles that hair playfully, as the elevator opens and he twirls his keys around his finger.]
That makes two of us, then.
[Crow leads him down the hallway to his door, easily fitting that key in the lock and turning the knob once he hears it click. Rean'll be greeted instantly by the cool breeze of AC wafting through, almost like walking into a fridge in comparison to outside it.]
Make yourself at home.
[He'll just wander to the stairs a moment, leaning around them.]
Pachinko, guess who's here~
[He's answered with the softest of mews, the sound of a cat that's well on his way down to come see.]
You're pretty damn stubborn, you know. I invited you here, and you're acting like you're imposing.
[He ruffles that hair playfully, as the elevator opens and he twirls his keys around his finger.]
That makes two of us, then.
[Crow leads him down the hallway to his door, easily fitting that key in the lock and turning the knob once he hears it click. Rean'll be greeted instantly by the cool breeze of AC wafting through, almost like walking into a fridge in comparison to outside it.]
Make yourself at home.
[He'll just wander to the stairs a moment, leaning around them.]
Pachinko, guess who's here~
[He's answered with the softest of mews, the sound of a cat that's well on his way down to come see.]
There's a difference between offering to let a guy crash on your couch and giving up your own bed, though!
[He just about pouts at Crow from under the hair ruffling, but doesn't make any move to stop him from doing so.
Aside from that, there's nothing to be said or done aside from following Crow like a lost puppy back to his apartment, and that blast of AC once the door opens is met with a sigh of utter relief.
He walks in further, finally unloading the duffel bag and stretching to try to work out the kinks in his muscles from having that weighing on him.]
Oh, thank god...
[And oh, hey! While he's down nearer to floor-level, is that a Pachinko running towards him? Yes it is! He is getting all of the pets.]
Haha, hey there, buddy...~
[He just about pouts at Crow from under the hair ruffling, but doesn't make any move to stop him from doing so.
Aside from that, there's nothing to be said or done aside from following Crow like a lost puppy back to his apartment, and that blast of AC once the door opens is met with a sigh of utter relief.
He walks in further, finally unloading the duffel bag and stretching to try to work out the kinks in his muscles from having that weighing on him.]
Oh, thank god...
[And oh, hey! While he's down nearer to floor-level, is that a Pachinko running towards him? Yes it is! He is getting all of the pets.]
Haha, hey there, buddy...~
Hehe, we had a spare anyway!
[It's easy to figure out who the 'spare' was for, if Crow's story of how he got the apartment is anything to consider. But he won't push it, taking that bag and moving it over to the couch for Rean for easy access.]
It's all done and made up for you--
[And if Rean looks, on the coffee table right in front of the couch is a glass with ice in it.]
Just request a drink of your choice.
[Pachinko's ecstatic to see Rean again, looping his tail around his legs as he rubs up against them, his purring almost audible from feet away.]
[It's easy to figure out who the 'spare' was for, if Crow's story of how he got the apartment is anything to consider. But he won't push it, taking that bag and moving it over to the couch for Rean for easy access.]
It's all done and made up for you--
[And if Rean looks, on the coffee table right in front of the couch is a glass with ice in it.]
Just request a drink of your choice.
[Pachinko's ecstatic to see Rean again, looping his tail around his legs as he rubs up against them, his purring almost audible from feet away.]
Yeah, yeah...
[Rean's too immediately distracted by Pachinko to argue it any further, but he does at least go sit over on the couch so that Pachinko can claim his lap. Ah, he loves this cat. ♥]
Thanks, Crow... really, I owe you for all of this—
[Oh! Now he sees that glass of ice. A little smile creeps onto his face.]
...Just water's fine for now, thanks. Probably ought to keep focusing on keeping hydrated for a bit before I switch to anything else.
[Rean's too immediately distracted by Pachinko to argue it any further, but he does at least go sit over on the couch so that Pachinko can claim his lap. Ah, he loves this cat. ♥]
Thanks, Crow... really, I owe you for all of this—
[Oh! Now he sees that glass of ice. A little smile creeps onto his face.]
...Just water's fine for now, thanks. Probably ought to keep focusing on keeping hydrated for a bit before I switch to anything else.
[Pachinko seems more than happy to hop up on the couch and curl right up on Rean's lap, obviously content with this new late night visitor. Sure, he's a bit heavy and warm, but with the AC working it's magic, at least Rean won't feel overheated.]
Heh, think nothin' of it.
[He takes that glass to go fill it with water, moving himself to the kitchen but still able to have a conversation over the counter that overlooks into the living room.]
Probably for the best you don't go into school tomorrow--with those bags under your eyes I don't think you're gonna recover that energy by tomorrow morning.
...
Besides, I'm skipping too.
Heh, think nothin' of it.
[He takes that glass to go fill it with water, moving himself to the kitchen but still able to have a conversation over the counter that overlooks into the living room.]
Probably for the best you don't go into school tomorrow--with those bags under your eyes I don't think you're gonna recover that energy by tomorrow morning.
...
Besides, I'm skipping too.
[Rean looks up at Crow in the kitchen, momentarily surprised by the suggestion. His eyes quickly soften, however, and he laughs under his breath.]
...heh. You know, normally, I'd call you out on that, but... you probably have a point, this time. What with both of us being up so late, it'd be a struggle to pay attention tomorrow morning even if I had been sleeping well these past few nights.
Just don't make a habit of it...
...heh. You know, normally, I'd call you out on that, but... you probably have a point, this time. What with both of us being up so late, it'd be a struggle to pay attention tomorrow morning even if I had been sleeping well these past few nights.
Just don't make a habit of it...
Hey, hey, don't act like this isn't my extremely legitimate medical opinion! I'm worried about you walking into doors, and who's going to have to kiss those booboos? Me.
[He returns with that water, setting it on the coaster and chuckling.]
Besides, my attendance has been pretty across the board lately.
[Crow's eyes wander a moment, trailing back to Rean's, focusing on those glasses, and more importantly, the colour behind them.]
So I never mentioned...but... your eyes, they finally changed, huh?
[He returns with that water, setting it on the coaster and chuckling.]
Besides, my attendance has been pretty across the board lately.
[Crow's eyes wander a moment, trailing back to Rean's, focusing on those glasses, and more importantly, the colour behind them.]
So I never mentioned...but... your eyes, they finally changed, huh?
[Rean's cheeks unwittingly twinge pink at the talk of "kissing those booboos," and he immediately levels a glare at the other man.]
You're not going to "have to kiss" anything, thanks.
[Big words from the idiot who throws himself in harm's way, but, you know. He nods at Crow in actual thanks before picking that glass up and taking a sip.
He's just swallowing as Crow finishes asking that next question, and he casts that lavender gaze back at Crow.]
Ah... yeah. The day the fire broke out, actually. [With his off-hand, he pushes his glasses back up his nose a little.] At first, I'd just been too freaked out about them to put my contacts in, but after that... well, with all the smoke, putting contacts in again just hasn't seemed like that great of an idea.
You're not going to "have to kiss" anything, thanks.
[Big words from the idiot who throws himself in harm's way, but, you know. He nods at Crow in actual thanks before picking that glass up and taking a sip.
He's just swallowing as Crow finishes asking that next question, and he casts that lavender gaze back at Crow.]
Ah... yeah. The day the fire broke out, actually. [With his off-hand, he pushes his glasses back up his nose a little.] At first, I'd just been too freaked out about them to put my contacts in, but after that... well, with all the smoke, putting contacts in again just hasn't seemed like that great of an idea.
[Rean's glare is shrugged off with a smile, taking a seat on the chair perpendicular to the couch with his coffee. Pachinko looks up, content that his human is nearby at least, before going back to snuggling and purring.]
Good idea. The smoke's already not good for the eyes, contacts'll irritate em worse.
[But with a sip of coffee, he smiles.]
It's a good colour on you.
Good idea. The smoke's already not good for the eyes, contacts'll irritate em worse.
[But with a sip of coffee, he smiles.]
It's a good colour on you.
[And to that little compliment, the corners of his mouth turn up in the beginnings of a shy smile, completely unbidden.
These things just come out around Crow, he can't explain it.]
...heh, you think so? I'm... getting used to it. Felt pretty wrong at first, but I don't really notice unless I stop to think about it now.
And compared to you, it was a pretty small change. I can't even imagine how you must have felt.
These things just come out around Crow, he can't explain it.]
...heh, you think so? I'm... getting used to it. Felt pretty wrong at first, but I don't really notice unless I stop to think about it now.
And compared to you, it was a pretty small change. I can't even imagine how you must have felt.
[Aww, see, you do like those kinds of compliments, Rean. Crow smiles a little himself, filing that under 'Things he needs to do more often.']
It does feel pretty weird to start, like when you get a new haircut. But I gotta say, my eyes and hair have really grown on me too.
Though I'm not sure this combo of colours will ever be normalized to a person who's not on the app.
It does feel pretty weird to start, like when you get a new haircut. But I gotta say, my eyes and hair have really grown on me too.
Though I'm not sure this combo of colours will ever be normalized to a person who's not on the app.
Ha... I was about to say, I barely even remember what you used to look like. But since I'm on the app, too, my opinion doesn't really count there, does it?
But, yeah. I see where you're coming from. I kind of feel like I'm just permanently cosplaying, now.
But, yeah. I see where you're coming from. I kind of feel like I'm just permanently cosplaying, now.
I guess it's all what you get used to, huh?
[He smiles, taking a sip of his own water.]
It'll feel that way for a bit, and then you'll reach a point where you don't even notice. Besides, like I said, it suits you.
[Don't mind if he just reaches over to gently take those glasses off. They look cute, don't get him wrong, but he wants to see them not masked by some spectacles.]
[He smiles, taking a sip of his own water.]
It'll feel that way for a bit, and then you'll reach a point where you don't even notice. Besides, like I said, it suits you.
[Don't mind if he just reaches over to gently take those glasses off. They look cute, don't get him wrong, but he wants to see them not masked by some spectacles.]
Yeah. I mean, all things considered I think I've known you for longer like this than I did when you had—
[Oh. His glasses are gone. He blinks owlishly for a split second before his cheeks flush deeper and he flails toward Crow.]
H-hey! I do need those to see, you know!
[And now those lavender eyes are glaring at him, their owner all but pouting.]
[Oh. His glasses are gone. He blinks owlishly for a split second before his cheeks flush deeper and he flails toward Crow.]
H-hey! I do need those to see, you know!
[And now those lavender eyes are glaring at him, their owner all but pouting.]
[Sorry Rean, you're going to be blind for a moment as Crow does what any self respecting man does when holding someone's glasses: Put them on.]
I know, I know, I'm just trying them--
[There, placed.]
Ta da! Oh...wait, you can't see them, can you. Pachinko, what do you think?
[Pachinko: I think you're flirting you stupid idiot.]
I know, I know, I'm just trying them--
[There, placed.]
Ta da! Oh...wait, you can't see them, can you. Pachinko, what do you think?
[Pachinko: I think you're flirting you stupid idiot.]
[That glare is lowering into the deadest stare Rean can manage with his cheeks flushed like this.]
I can still see well enough at this distance, you jerk...
[And the conclusion he's drawing from Crow with glasses is oh no, he looks good with those. So, the obvious thing to do here is to reach out and snatch his glasses off of Crow's stupid face, fumbling to shove them back on his own.
Just shove aside the problem and it'll go away, right? (No it won't, but let him live.)]
And I somehow doubt Pachinko cares.
I can still see well enough at this distance, you jerk...
[And the conclusion he's drawing from Crow with glasses is oh no, he looks good with those. So, the obvious thing to do here is to reach out and snatch his glasses off of Crow's stupid face, fumbling to shove them back on his own.
Just shove aside the problem and it'll go away, right? (No it won't, but let him live.)]
And I somehow doubt Pachinko cares.
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