✧ — four seasons green tea.

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[transmit]

[ oh. right.

he tentatively reaches over to pat hien's shoulder. pat pat. ]

Sorry. Your back, too.

[ there is zero sympathy in this tone. kill him. but yes, there is more than one reason why, and giving him any valid excuses for it would be too charitable. that said, if hien didn't actually want to get up to funny business, the more distractions there are the better, no?

so yes, he does end up leading him to the sleepover corner. it's fine. ]

[selfconcept]

[ binch

Hien would kick elysium for that, but he has a lot of self-restraint right now. Here's the description for the sleepover corner so that I don't have to keep going back to the game page for it:

Eventually, you reach a much cozier, smaller area. The ceiling here no longer towers high above you. It's just a sweet little blanket fort, filled with soft cushions and warm blankets and a little, crackling fireplace to cozy up beside. There are books and board games and puzzles scattered about. A plate of your favorite treats and a table with your favorite drinks laid upon it are set up inside. You get the feeling that you may be able to rest here without any of these offerings doing you harm.

And look, he meant it when he said literal sleeping. His drive has also been shot to hell from what transpired today and from Elysium's earlier words that won't leave his head.

"Maybe I should have just slept here all week..."

Instead of just lazing around random parts of the maze because the ground was mattress. ]

[transmit]

[ thanks… me loading the log everytime and waiting the 29832938 seconds it to takes to load because everyone went crazy.

the thought earns a quiet snort of laughter, his elbow brushing against hien's side. ]

A lot nicer, yeah? I doubt whatever's coming after is going to be any nicer.

[ no but there's a resort which is also pretty swanky, but he doesn't know this. ]

[selfconcept]

[ Hien will never get used to luxury, so he nods. This definitely counts, even though it's just a cozy little space. The fireplace is nice. Hien thinks he would be able to go to sleep even better with the sound of the crackling fire in the background. ]

"I could sleep anywhere I wanted this week..."

[ There's a wistful sigh, because he knows it'll be going away soon. That shouldn't be his main concern. He gets a bunch of cushions and pillows and then pulls Elysium down to flop on their sides. ]

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[ haki you are too fast why did i type the same word twice… reaches into past to throttle myself

but, whatever!!!! he's just going to huff as he goes down. no hot cocoa? or any of papá elysium's hot carajillo? alright… he has no complaints as long as they end up by the fireplace. fine. ]

Have higher standards for yourself. If you're going to enjoy a vacation, you should enjoy it to its limit.

[ … ]

Turn.

[ spoken like he's talking to a pochi. i find it so funny that he's somehow never actually seen hien in his dog form. ]

[selfconcept]

[ it's fine i do it all the time without meaning to

The hot carajillo can come next week. Hien wants to sleep first and foremost and hopefully get Elysium to relax too. He listens and then

just pauses. ]

"But I wanted to face you."

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You had the entire time at the library to stare at it and now your complimentary time for it has run out.

Pay up by turning.

[selfconcept]

[ ...................................................

Hien sighs and turns. He doesn't want to be the little spoon. ]

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[






he is the little spoon. elysium makes himself comfortable… ]

If you're dissatisfied, stop forgetting to drink milk.

[selfconcept]

[


He supposes this was inevitable. ]

"What? Why milk..."

[transmit]

So you can try and grow taller.

[ futilely.


pats his head. ]

[selfconcept]

[ The only reason why I'm not shocked at Elysium being 6'2" tall is because I looked at the stat sheet last night because I keep forgetting that he has a good 10 centimeters or so over Hien.

It's funny that he says that, because... ]

"There is not a single world where any of my variations are taller than the height I'm at now."

[transmit]

[ crying

i think about how everyone in my last game was like he gives off 5'10" energy at most. meanwhile i've just been constantly haunted that hien is thorns height so i sadly have a very good visual of their difference at all times. ]

Oh…

That's so sad. It's okay. You're taller than Dahut and Mitsuba at least, right?

[selfconcept]

[ 5'10" energy is exactly what I pictured Elysium all the time... help. The way 5'10" is usually converted to 177cm but I gave Hien an extra one so he's 178cm... Tiny ass difference. ]

"That's an incredibly low bar."

[ binch. He lightly backkicks Elysium's foot. ]

"Would you like me more if I was?"

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If you stayed as tiny as you were a few days ago, I finally found a jar I could've put you in. You should've stayed like that.

[ he hums as if he's thinking this over. ]

That wouldn't have been so bad. You'd be the communal Hien we all look after.

[ maybe he wouldn't have been kidnapped for cyoa. wow. their hamster that they just feed with seeds. ]

[selfconcept]

"Thankfully, I'm very low maintenance and self-sufficient."

[ He'd just eat and sleep in the jar. That's it. ]

"But you'd like to treat me like a pet, despite not knowing that I can turn into a dog. Good to know, I guess."

[transmit]

Uh huh…

[ AT LEAST ASK FOR FURNITURE

he isn't holding onto hien as tightly as he could be, arm loosy wound around hien's waist. at the end of the day, it was easier when he could tell himself all there was between them was physical chemistry.

…

he closes his eyes. ]

For wanting to sleep, you sure are being talkative.

[selfconcept]

[ He's used to sleeping on the ground and maybe park benches if he's lucky. ]

"I also wanted to face you while sleeping, but we can't have it all, can we?"

[ :///// ]

[transmit]

Hasn't everyone who's checked up on you spoiled you enough?

[ this is already a lot… he wants to both get fully comfortable and crawl out of his skin. what a feeling. ]

You're getting brattier.

[selfconcept]

"I'm greedy. You should know that about me."

[ Not like Elysium hasn't already seen that in action a few times... ]

[transmit]

You still listen. Not well, but that's something.

[ his forehead lightly touches hien's back. cannot emphasise how much this is killing both his flighty and slow burn ass. ]

… Go to sleep already.

[selfconcept]

[ good luck, elysium... So much for wanting him to relax when it's doing the complete opposite. Good thing Hien is none the wiser.

He suddenly turns since the hold on him wasn't tight enough. ]

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[





spooning over. he also turns the other direction. ]

[selfconcept]

[ Hien bites back a sigh and wraps his arms around Elysium's torso and buries his face into the nape of his neck. The feathers tickle his nose. What does he smell like.... ]

"If you really don't want to stay here, you can go."

[transmit]

[ he smells clean, very faintly of perfume. think a little woodsy and of fresh laundry set to dry under sun.

instead of answering hien like a normal person, he evens out his breathing and pretends to sleep. ]