[ that - makes him laugh, and he hides it in therion's hair, squeezing him a little more tightly. ]
That would not have made you come home early. But noted. [ he teases, running his fingers through therion's hair. ] You're welcome to the real thing now, you know.
[ it puts him at ease. makes things a little less awkward. therion relaxes into his hold, and jiaoqiu relaxes too, closing his eyes. breathes him in, buries himself in it. he'd said it while drunk - the pillows had stopped smelling like therion and it bothered him, so this is a relief, to get his scent back in his nose. appeases the dumb foxian instincts. his tail wraps around therion, too.
they should get up off the floor, but the adrenaline is running out and he's still hungover, so he just gives up and slumps against therion, petting him absently. ]
[ he is correct, he absolutely would not have come back for that. this was a much more seismic event but at least the joking around makes him feel more natural, too - slowly, all those anxious rattles settle into something small and warm and safe, a tiny ember cupped carefully in a pair or gentle hands.
though!!! that comment makes therion snort and give him a baleful look from where he's half tucked up against him, so jiaoqiu can see when he rolls his eyes. ] And risk you throwing up on me? Pass.
[ you and your hangover!!! as jiaoqiu slumps against him though, he shakes his head, and eventually just settles back in place. heap on the floor it is. ]
I wouldn't. It's out of my system. [ now it's just a headache and the gross grimy stomach feeling. he peeks down at him when he looks up with a little hum, ear flicking. a beat, and then he goes back to petting therion's hair again, running his fingers through it rhythmically. ]
I'll welcome you back tomorrow properly.
[ he jokes lightly, closing his eyes. he's enjoying therion just giving in and letting him cuddle. he doesn't always get clingy - there are days where he actively dodges touch, but today all he wants to do is indulge in the things that relax him. like this. after a moment: ]
... Will you be staying for a while? Or are you going back out?
[ oh, the hair pets.... listen, he would never say it, but that soft, rhythmic touch is really, really nice? and though he snorts, he's absolutely just letting jiaoqiu cuddle him, and kind of soaking it in a little, too.
it's a very strange thing to just allow himself to have - therion doesn't even realize how touch starved he is, and just chalks it up to the fact that he's too lazy to get up, or maybe just too tired from what has to be an adrenaline crash, not the fact that he's curled up here and doesn't want to move for a while.
which. the question comes, and therion's eyes open where he's settled, again. ]
...Dunno. [ a shrug. casual. ] Got some stuff to pawn off. Didn't really have any other plans.
[ he doesn't react! mostly. he is totally given away by his tail wriggling.
but he's so cool and collected and totally fine with therion staying or going so he just hums, soft, that sort of rumble-purr that he does when he's happy. totally not an enormous loser. ]
Good to know. [ murmured. ] Then... you have time to take a nap with me, and let me make you dinner, yes?
[ HELP he yelps when he gets bitten and it's very uncool, immediately swatting at jiaoqiu though it's not hard. he gets it, he gets it! if "i want to be with you" gives him an extremely uncool doki, well, whatever. ]
Fine. [ he is so put upon. ] Not really tired, but if you really need a lullaby...
[ sarcastic, of course - extremely, but it's just his usual. that and it's probably a lie, because he got maybe two hours of sleep. then again it looks like he probably hasn't actually slept properly in like, years. it's fine, ]
You're always tired. [ he murmurs, tucking therion's hair behind his ear. but he lets that go, and to make sure that the light teasing mood doesn't go away, jiaoqiu yawns directly in his face to get him to swat at him.
the gesture is small and sweet and a little embarrassing - his face is still kind of warm, and the flush at his cheeks flares again, enough that he scoffs, embarrassed, starts to look away. being known never gets less embarrassing.
that, and!!! yawning in his face does get him swatted at again, and therion makes a face, leaning backwards and away from him before he extricates himself from the floor pile, and stares down at him on the ground for a second, putting his hands on his hips. ]
he has not moved in the minutes that therion leaves him there. getting nudged makes his tail swish back and forth in agitation but he doesn't bother trying to get up until therion offers a hand. he peeks open an eye and reaches... for the hand... he's being dramatic but honestly he does actually feel like garbage so this is nice of therion. granted, it's garbage of his own making, but.
carefully, he stands, and then takes a second to just rest his head on therion's shoulder. mnhhh. ]
[ the judgy expression on his face says it all - he is absolutely considering just dropping him when he's being dramatic, and the pull up is not Gentle by any means. up to your feet, sicky, that's what you get.
however, the way he rests on his shoulder softens his initial reaction, and he just grumbles, patting him on the back once, twice. ]
[ the next time therion is sick he is going to be SO nice to him and he's gonna feel SO bad about this!!!
no, jiaoqiu doesn't care, really. he's aware he's being spoiled. the hand on his back makes him sigh, eyes closed, kind of just wavering where he's standing, and then he finally pulls back so he can wobble his way onto the bed. this time he is wearing pajamas, or like, something close. just sweats and a t-shirt.
he's happy to curl up, half-assedly pulling the blankets up around him. a beat, and then he peers over his shoulder at therion and offers a hand? he can come curl up too. jiaoqiu is a big fan of the times he gets to spoon him. ]
[ therion mutters, but it's lacking any heat once again - even a little amused, but he will eventually come and join him, plopping down on the side of his bed. he is not in pajamas, he is still in his jeans, so give him a second to step out of those, dropping them and his belt down and then joining him as if he is put upon to do this. he is not.
in fact he is tired. very tired! but this is fine. he's always tired. ]
[ he mumbles into the bed, ear flicking. but he does open his eyes to look at therion when he sits on the side of the bed, and there's this violent squeeze of emotion at seeing him in a shirt and underwear. he's just... small, but not in a bad way. it activates every protective sense in his body, and he's almost bemused by it. a beat, and then he pulls therion down with him, therion's back to jiaoqiu's chest. he slides his arm around therion's waist, hugging him to his chest, and buries his face against the back of therion's neck and hair with the most content sigh in the world.
and after a moment he'll wriggle his hand a bit to try and find therion's so he can hold it. ]
I'd ask you what you want for dinner when I wake up but you're just going to say whatever. [ he mumbles sleepily. ]
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That would not have made you come home early. But noted. [ he teases, running his fingers through therion's hair. ] You're welcome to the real thing now, you know.
[ it puts him at ease. makes things a little less awkward. therion relaxes into his hold, and jiaoqiu relaxes too, closing his eyes. breathes him in, buries himself in it. he'd said it while drunk - the pillows had stopped smelling like therion and it bothered him, so this is a relief, to get his scent back in his nose. appeases the dumb foxian instincts. his tail wraps around therion, too.
they should get up off the floor, but the adrenaline is running out and he's still hungover, so he just gives up and slumps against therion, petting him absently. ]
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though!!! that comment makes therion snort and give him a baleful look from where he's half tucked up against him, so jiaoqiu can see when he rolls his eyes. ] And risk you throwing up on me? Pass.
[ you and your hangover!!! as jiaoqiu slumps against him though, he shakes his head, and eventually just settles back in place. heap on the floor it is. ]
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I wouldn't. It's out of my system. [ now it's just a headache and the gross grimy stomach feeling. he peeks down at him when he looks up with a little hum, ear flicking. a beat, and then he goes back to petting therion's hair again, running his fingers through it rhythmically. ]
I'll welcome you back tomorrow properly.
[ he jokes lightly, closing his eyes. he's enjoying therion just giving in and letting him cuddle. he doesn't always get clingy - there are days where he actively dodges touch, but today all he wants to do is indulge in the things that relax him. like this. after a moment: ]
... Will you be staying for a while? Or are you going back out?
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it's a very strange thing to just allow himself to have - therion doesn't even realize how touch starved he is, and just chalks it up to the fact that he's too lazy to get up, or maybe just too tired from what has to be an adrenaline crash, not the fact that he's curled up here and doesn't want to move for a while.
which. the question comes, and therion's eyes open where he's settled, again. ]
...Dunno. [ a shrug. casual. ] Got some stuff to pawn off. Didn't really have any other plans.
[ so... he can stay. ]
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but he's so cool and collected and totally fine with therion staying or going so he just hums, soft, that sort of rumble-purr that he does when he's happy. totally not an enormous loser. ]
Good to know. [ murmured. ] Then... you have time to take a nap with me, and let me make you dinner, yes?
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[ therion don't ruin it ]
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I want to be with you. Brat.
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Fine. [ he is so put upon. ] Not really tired, but if you really need a lullaby...
[ sarcastic, of course - extremely, but it's just his usual. that and it's probably a lie, because he got maybe two hours of sleep. then again it looks like he probably hasn't actually slept properly in like, years. it's fine, ]
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You're always tired. [ he murmurs, tucking therion's hair behind his ear. but he lets that go, and to make sure that the light teasing mood doesn't go away, jiaoqiu yawns directly in his face to get him to swat at him.
hehe. ]
Help me up.
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the gesture is small and sweet and a little embarrassing - his face is still kind of warm, and the flush at his cheeks flares again, enough that he scoffs, embarrassed, starts to look away. being known never gets less embarrassing.
that, and!!! yawning in his face does get him swatted at again, and therion makes a face, leaning backwards and away from him before he extricates himself from the floor pile, and stares down at him on the ground for a second, putting his hands on his hips. ]
You're the one who put yourself there.
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My phone was down here... [ whines!! holds out his hands. help him, love of his life, receiver of his affection ]
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Huh. Weird. [ and he turns around like he's just going to leave........... rude....... ]
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he gives up and becomes a fox puddle pathetically ]
You would leave me to die on the floor...
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[ therion,
anyway he returns a couple minutes later and nudges at him with his foot, once, twice. and then eventually holds out his hand like come on. ]
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he has not moved in the minutes that therion leaves him there. getting nudged makes his tail swish back and forth in agitation but he doesn't bother trying to get up until therion offers a hand. he peeks open an eye and reaches... for the hand... he's being dramatic but honestly he does actually feel like garbage so this is nice of therion. granted, it's garbage of his own making, but.
carefully, he stands, and then takes a second to just rest his head on therion's shoulder. mnhhh. ]
Thank you.
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however, the way he rests on his shoulder softens his initial reaction, and he just grumbles, patting him on the back once, twice. ]
Yeah, yeah.
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no, jiaoqiu doesn't care, really. he's aware he's being spoiled. the hand on his back makes him sigh, eyes closed, kind of just wavering where he's standing, and then he finally pulls back so he can wobble his way onto the bed. this time he is wearing pajamas, or like, something close. just sweats and a t-shirt.
he's happy to curl up, half-assedly pulling the blankets up around him. a beat, and then he peers over his shoulder at therion and offers a hand? he can come curl up too. jiaoqiu is a big fan of the times he gets to spoon him. ]
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[ therion mutters, but it's lacking any heat once again - even a little amused, but he will eventually come and join him, plopping down on the side of his bed. he is not in pajamas, he is still in his jeans, so give him a second to step out of those, dropping them and his belt down and then joining him as if he is put upon to do this. he is not.
in fact he is tired. very tired! but this is fine. he's always tired. ]
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[ he mumbles into the bed, ear flicking. but he does open his eyes to look at therion when he sits on the side of the bed, and there's this violent squeeze of emotion at seeing him in a shirt and underwear. he's just... small, but not in a bad way. it activates every protective sense in his body, and he's almost bemused by it. a beat, and then he pulls therion down with him, therion's back to jiaoqiu's chest. he slides his arm around therion's waist, hugging him to his chest, and buries his face against the back of therion's neck and hair with the most content sigh in the world.
and after a moment he'll wriggle his hand a bit to try and find therion's so he can hold it. ]
I'd ask you what you want for dinner when I wake up but you're just going to say whatever. [ he mumbles sleepily. ]