[ Color Maruki intensely goddamn surprised that both of his pieces of advice are followed to the letter–
Almost.
Akechi drops like a sack of flour to the floor, so suddenly that Maruki's bolt upright and halfway off the bed in alarm as he does. He goes down hard and stays there. Doesn't budge. Not an inch, even as Maruki lets the silent seconds stretch into a full minute.
A smile cracks his bruised, aching face. ]
Here.
[ And then he's up, opening a sparsely used closet and pulling down the winter bedding that Akechi purchased for him when he first arrived, along with a bedroll. Does he use it for camping? Yes. Deal with it.
He rolls it out right next to where Akechi is, then spreads the extra bedding out over it. The layers of sheets and blankets are thick, far too warm to sleep underneath during the summer, but they'll make for a nice cushioned nest to lay on top of. With that done, he comes back around to the edge of his bed, gently nudges Akechi with a sockfoot. ]
Just roll over onto it. Sleep here. Honestly, I'm shocked we didn't fall sleep where we ended up outside.
[ How have either of them been going for as long as they have? Especially Akechi. Dear god.
Maruki doesn't wait for him to acquiesce. This is where he's staying, whether he likes it or not. He makes one last stop at his chest of drawers to rifle through his many bags of snacks, pulls out two packets of dorayaki. He looks at the bottom drawer, thinks for a moment to produce the cape and use it as a blanket just to be a shit, immediately decides against it. He doesn't have another ounce of antagonism in him tonight.
He flops back into his own blankets with no intention of getting up again, for any reason. One packet drops down onto Akechi's new bed on the floor next to his. ]
Only if you can stomach it.
[ And then, mercifully, the light gets flicked off. Maruki still doesn't think he can sleep right away, but the darkness will help both their heads. ]
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Almost.
Akechi drops like a sack of flour to the floor, so suddenly that Maruki's bolt upright and halfway off the bed in alarm as he does. He goes down hard and stays there. Doesn't budge. Not an inch, even as Maruki lets the silent seconds stretch into a full minute.
A smile cracks his bruised, aching face. ]
Here.
[ And then he's up, opening a sparsely used closet and pulling down the winter bedding that Akechi purchased for him when he first arrived, along with a bedroll. Does he use it for camping? Yes. Deal with it.
He rolls it out right next to where Akechi is, then spreads the extra bedding out over it. The layers of sheets and blankets are thick, far too warm to sleep underneath during the summer, but they'll make for a nice cushioned nest to lay on top of. With that done, he comes back around to the edge of his bed, gently nudges Akechi with a sockfoot. ]
Just roll over onto it. Sleep here. Honestly, I'm shocked we didn't fall sleep where we ended up outside.
[ How have either of them been going for as long as they have? Especially Akechi. Dear god.
Maruki doesn't wait for him to acquiesce. This is where he's staying, whether he likes it or not. He makes one last stop at his chest of drawers to rifle through his many bags of snacks, pulls out two packets of dorayaki. He looks at the bottom drawer, thinks for a moment to produce the cape and use it as a blanket just to be a shit, immediately decides against it. He doesn't have another ounce of antagonism in him tonight.
He flops back into his own blankets with no intention of getting up again, for any reason. One packet drops down onto Akechi's new bed on the floor next to his. ]
Only if you can stomach it.
[ And then, mercifully, the light gets flicked off. Maruki still doesn't think he can sleep right away, but the darkness will help both their heads. ]