splash.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[he's usually too old for fingerpainting. but he's already tried a brush on a few pieces of paper, and he's bad at it--so he's trying his fingers on a bit of canvas, on the floor. there're cans of red, orange, yellow and blue--he's mixing to make green and purple, too, and is making a small bed of flowers. they're messy, but it's obvious what they are.

... er, but now, he's sitting back and staring at his hands and arms, caked with red and blue.

can he get a towel? or someone to distract him, because it looks like he's remembering something that he doesn't want to...]

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[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[hello, long time no see. :/ someone's looking a little hesitant as he peeks in.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[he breaks his stare at his hands before looking around rapidly. towel towel towel towel towel]

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

...Nox?

[hesitance is being replaced by worry now.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[quickly glances over at Kai, before looking at his hands.]

Acrylic paint dries as plastic. I need to get clean.

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[...goes over to him, taking his hand despite the paint, and starts pulling him to the nearest bathroom, which is probably only a few doors down.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[oh, well, that's good. he just follows along.]

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[opens the bathroom door, leading Nox over to the toilet to sit him down on the seat, then goes about getting towels and filling the sink with warm water.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[he'll wait where he is, hoping no one trashes his drawing.]

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[goes back over to him with a wet towel, crouching down and starting to get all the paint off quietly.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[small wince at the contact, before he relaxes.]

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[just keeps cleaning, occasionally moving to wet the towel again.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

... thanks.

[hopefully that multitude of light is passing onto you, Kai.]

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[smiles up at him a little tiredly. and it is. it's weird.]

You're welcome.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

... what's wrong?

[notices that with a frown.]

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head.]

It's fine, I just haven't been sleeping well.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

... bad bed?

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

I don't think so...

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

... nightmares?

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

I guess... I don't really remember them, I just wake up suddenly.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[tilts his head a bit to the side.]

Did anything happen?

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

...I was attacked by someone, but I hadn't been sleeping very well before that, either.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[frowns, putting a hand against his forehead.]

You can still... call me.

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[looks horrified by the very idea, probably because of the whole... calling Riku and having him turned into a whatever by Ansem thing.]

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[... sees that and winces.]

I know. But still...

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head.]

I won't.