[ something unclenches in his chest, in his throat, when lavi seems to come down from his spiral. and as he moves to roll over, the further arm drops and the one that he essentially rolls into moves with him. it lets him reach up, tenderly testing the skin of his forehead under his bangs - ow.
(worth it. worth every second of pain and frustration for this.)
(he'd round on him again if he apologized, too.)
a beat, then: ]
Lavi, you can just stay here. You're the one that put it together for me in the first place. You belong here just as much as I do.
[the way they have two functioning arms between them,
His eyes track Kon's movements, and he props himself to sitting with his good hand. only to lean over so he can get a proper look at Kon's tender forehead. idiot!!]
...I made it for you. [gay i mean -- he keeps his gaze pinned on Kon's forehead, a little discomfited by (how gay) how the words sound.] I know you like your privacy.
[a nice safe space to hopefully process trauma and not compartmentalize it, he means. though it is a lonely space, now that lavi thinks about it. he'd made it for kon and yoru, after all.]
And you deserve it too, especially after that shit show.
Yeah, you did. But, y'know, in some cultures that's meant to be something shared. [ it's a tease, a little, to try and alleviate some of the tension that's settled into lavi over the course of the past 24 hours.
he smooths his bangs back, holding them out of the way so lavi can see. ] I like privacy, but I like you, too, and those things aren't mutually exclusive.
... better having you around after that shit show, anyways. [ especially with mephisto joining them soon. ]
[KON..... that at least gets lavi to stop looking so serious, that almost unreadable look in his eye turning wry instead,
then, just a hint of a tremble -- kon has really said 'i like you' five thousand times to lavi and yet he's still like '?' -- but the hand he extends for Kon's is steady,]
...Come on, let's get you up.
[he'll help pull Kon to his feet, more strength than might be expected from someone who's full up on injuries. but Lavi's used to this feeling too, the tightness and pain. he lets those feelings wash over him, all while knowing that he should have an answer back for him.]
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(worth it. worth every second of pain and frustration for this.)
(he'd round on him again if he apologized, too.)
a beat, then: ]
Lavi, you can just stay here. You're the one that put it together for me in the first place. You belong here just as much as I do.
[ idiot. ]
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His eyes track Kon's movements, and he props himself to sitting with his good hand. only to lean over so he can get a proper look at Kon's tender forehead. idiot!!]
...I made it for you. [gay i mean -- he keeps his gaze pinned on Kon's forehead, a little discomfited by (how gay) how the words sound.] I know you like your privacy.
[a nice safe space to hopefully process trauma and not compartmentalize it, he means. though it is a lonely space, now that lavi thinks about it. he'd made it for kon and yoru, after all.]
And you deserve it too, especially after that shit show.
[mephisto. bitch.]
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Yeah, you did. But, y'know, in some cultures that's meant to be something shared. [ it's a tease, a little, to try and alleviate some of the tension that's settled into lavi over the course of the past 24 hours.
he smooths his bangs back, holding them out of the way so lavi can see. ] I like privacy, but I like you, too, and those things aren't mutually exclusive.
... better having you around after that shit show, anyways. [ especially with mephisto joining them soon. ]
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then, just a hint of a tremble -- kon has really said 'i like you' five thousand times to lavi and yet he's still like '?' -- but the hand he extends for Kon's is steady,]
...Come on, let's get you up.
[he'll help pull Kon to his feet, more strength than might be expected from someone who's full up on injuries. but Lavi's used to this feeling too, the tightness and pain. he lets those feelings wash over him, all while knowing that he should have an answer back for him.]
Think I'm ready to sleep for a whole year.