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

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I saw it.

[can't help sounding a bit sullen]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...[doesn't understand the sullen part, but just leads him further in]

Huh. Weiiiird.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

A bit.

[tries to sound like he means that but doesn't manage, just following along]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

Hunnnggrryyy.

What d'you want?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

As long as there aren't pickles on it, I'm fine with it.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[snicker]

Want a sandwich then?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[is pretty sure he doesn't want one because Riku was eating one]

Sounds fine.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[making two!]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[just takes a seat on the table because he can]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[eventually finishes, limping his way back and handing it over]

Ta-da~

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Master chef Gimpy.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[pokes his forehead]

Hush and eat your food.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[kisses Sora's forehead in retalliation and turns his attention to his food]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[b-blushes, going about his food-eating nao kthx]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[eats his sammich now]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[does so too]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[takes his plate to the sink when he's done, feeling a tad better]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[INTERCEPTION]

Sit down, I've got it.

[yoink, steals the plate, nudging him back to the table]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[wonders what the heck that was]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[used to doing dishes and doesn't mind it]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[frowns and watches gimpy mcoddbutt]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[gets done, and comes back over]

So...what are you gonna do?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

....Well, you're gonna leave, right? I mean. Dunno why you'd stick around...

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

I can go, sure.

[shrug]