a downside to everything

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

[Hey, look who it is, hanging out in a common room in his 'family' hallyway. He got sick of laying in bed, so now he's propped up on a sofa, his left arm still heavily wrapped in bandages, as well as part of his chest. There's some crafting materials scattered about because he was trying to do a bit of work on presents, but he had to stop when what's left of his arm started to hurt.]

... ugh... dammmit...

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[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[climbs on up, plate in hand! he sniffles a little.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he makes sure you're settled before picking up the fork a bit awkwardly*

... did I worry you, 'bug?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

I always worry 'bout you, Daddy.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*that makes him feel very warm, and he sets down the fork to wrap his arm around you instead*

Your Daddy is strong. Besides, Sora patched me up, so I'll be better in no time. You'll see.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

But you're not 'sposed to blow up at all!

[snuggles against him gently.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*rubs your back*

I tried very very hard not to. But the bad man wouldn't let me go. That reminds me, stay away from men with long blond hair, okay? Ones named Vexen or Even.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Still! You're not 'sposed to..

[points at the broccoli, frowning.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Yes yes...

*he makes a face but picks up the fork again and spears a piece of broccoli and eats it*

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[watches to make sure every last stalk is eaten!]

You can do it, Daddy!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he might turn green like the broccoli as he eats*

... you could've at least... put cheese on it, 'bug.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

... ... ... It wouldn't have been a punishment if I did that!

[although his face is saying that he didn't even think of that.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

I see. Well, you're being very mean to me, 'bug. This is a lot of broccoli.

*there's only a couple pieces left*

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Well, now you know better than t'blow up!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

I'm very sorry for making you worry so much.

*eats the last piece :/*

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

You did it!

[he probably shouldn't hug in congratulations, so he sort of waves his arms happily instead.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he smiles and sets the fork on the plate*

I did. So now I know how bad the punishment is.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Right! So no more blowing up! Promise me?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

I promise I'll try really hard not to blow up anymore.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Good! 'Cause, 'cause if you do blow up again, I'll make you eat twice as much broccoli.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

But I might die from eating that much!

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

-- What? Are you 'llergic to broccoli?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

No... but it doesn't taste good at all.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

... You can die if something tastes bad enough?!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

No... not really. But maybe I'd get a terrible bellyache!

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Broccoli gives you the toots?