ouch

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[is sitting on a countertop in the bathroom adjoining the room he's been staying in, holding a wet cloth to the side of his neck and scowling at one of the mirrors. he's got some bandages in a little pile beside him but hasn't touched them just yet]

Figures I'd run into some fuckjob inside a few days. Kick his ass next time.

[is more or less grumbling to himself; he didn't exactly appreciate being bitten by a certain someone. several moments pass after he falls silent and he moves the cloth away just enough to inspect before pressing it to his throat again]

Hey Sora, could I get your help with something?

Comments

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[breath catches, fingers tingling oddly]

I'm not.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[smirks]

But you don't know where I've been.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...No, but i...it doesn't matter.

[stumbles over the words a little, feeling bad that he had to]

You're still you.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[...snorts]

Are you always like that?

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...

[flushes, embarrassed that Roxas is laughing at him]

Wh...what do you mean?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

'You're still you' and all that.

What planet are you from?

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...Um.

Earth?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[rolls his eyes]

You sure?

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

Positive.

What's wrong with me?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

You're too nice to me. Waiting for the catch.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...Oh.

[looks vaguely confused and kind of hurt for a moment, before trying to brighten]

There's. There's no catch.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

I think there always has to be one.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...No, but. There. There isn't. Really, what kinda catch would there be?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

People usually want something.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head]

I want to go home, a little, but not...not enough to do something like this? I dunno. I wanna be your friend?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

You want to be friends with the guy you slept with while drunk?

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...Wow, that sounds-

[makes a face]

N-well, yeah, but. I wanna be friends with you. Roxas.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

It sounds like what it is.

[siiigh, he doesn't understand this at all]

You're odd, Sora.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

Yeeeeah, I know, but.

[sighssss too]

...Yeah, well your face is odd.

[pout]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

So's your butt.

I'd know.

[starts down the hall again]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[flush]

No it's not!

[fhgfljksf follow--!]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Oh yes it is.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...

[pooooooooooooooooooooooouttttt]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[sees that look and just halts. he's used to someone getting mad, not pouting at him]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[POUUUUUUUT]

[knows he can get his way, bahaha]