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projectroxas2011-01-24 10:14 pm
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[ the streets had been pretty bare after a little traffic on the way to anthony's apartment, making due with the time they had when stopping to glance down at the arms around his waist. double-checking never hurt, considering the circumstances. as per usual he has his moments of thought over the events that had taken place throughout the day. said thoughts eventually traveled into their adventure at the lounge, concluding that it was most likely the alcohol speaking for anthony and nothing more than that; it was an acceptable self-hypothesis.
without any chatter involved (he was half-expecting puff, woo to happen any second, after all) he makes his way down the last few streets in complete silence, already quite aware of their exact destination. ]
without any chatter involved (he was half-expecting puff, woo to happen any second, after all) he makes his way down the last few streets in complete silence, already quite aware of their exact destination. ]

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You're welcome. No-o-o problem.
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Score!!
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「 Onii-chan is warm. Sick? 」
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I'll be okay in the morning. Or worse in the morning. . .
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「 It's okay. Onii-chan should just sleep. 」
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Sorry. Thanks.
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--just counters those thoughts with lifting his hand to instead pop anthony's forehead lightly. ]
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Hrrrmrrph?
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「 I'm glad that I'm not old. 」
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You'll be my little brother forever. I won't let menopause get you!
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「 Onii-chan is my hero. 」
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I'll be a great hero, you'll see!
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「 I'm sleepy. 」 [ takes him a while to type his next words: ] 「 Will you sleep with me? 」
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Yeah. I'll stay.
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derpusual thought-process, he leans into the mattress comfortably (dead weight again), a soft smile coming to his lips. he doesn't think once about the things (people) that he's been weighed down for the past months (a year now?), focusing on the small joys in life as he used to.snuggling even closer, he presses a light kiss to the top of hiro's head, murmuring a small thank you in broken japanese. wishes his cap-i-tan, anne, rachel & jeremy a good night in his head as well. & this time, whenhe breathes in once, twice, he too falls quickly asleep. ]