[He's honestly not that picky about the mattress, the mutant fully eased on it. If it's comfortable enough with a roof over his head, it's fine. Besides, not like the mattresses on the lower floors are the epitome of high comfort and he's been sleeping on that for almost a year now. Plus, he's really not thinking about that right now, not with Bakugo still slightly tense next to him.
It's there still, he can tell-- probably after falling asleep next to him a few times in the past.]
I will, can't have you hog all this to yourself.
[An immediate retort because he has to, with Scott briefly glancing at Bakugo through his lens. He wants to stay up until Bakugo falls asleep, but if he takes too long... he's honestly not too sure how long he can last, resting by him like this in relative comfort. He's definitely going to try though.]
[Bakugo isn't going to let someone sleep over in his suite and lounge on a shitty mattress in the corner. He might hate the resort, but if he's gonna put in the work to be this rank, he'll make sure the place compensates him accordingly. He went for the rank more out of wanting to use it for others than for himself. His suite's simply one of the perks along the way. And he'll have some fun with it because he can.
Apparently that also includes blowing it the fuck up. Which he's going to blame completely on the House for its shitty suit flare crap. They better take responsibility for their bullshit!]
Hmph. They can compensate me for all the shit they put me through.
[At least he's tense more out of anger than his previous traumatic wreck. Bakugo isn't going to last too long himself. As much as his mind haunts him with threatening nightmares, Scott's presence sheds those threats in a glowing red light. It's sappy and stupid, but... he won't deny it internally this time.]
[There's a flicker of a smile hearing Bakugo's response, a flare of his normal personality peeking through and reassuring Scott that he's not gone. That's how he's seeing it anyway-- it's how he wants to see it. It'll take work, for sure, but that's fine. As long as there's hope, then it's worth keeping at it.
Of course all this sounds fucking cheesy in his head, so he doesn't say it. Instead, the mutant lets his breathing even out, trying to encourage the other teen to copy his breathing and relax and hopefully try to sleep. He's sure that nightmares are gonna happen, hell, he might get smacked in the face, but he'll deal. He'll just add that to Bakugo's debt to him--]
Great, now go to sleep.
[A small murmur, that mixture of trying to relax and trying not to fall asleep first guiding him.]
[Not gone. Broken, bleeding, injured, stained, exhausted, but neither gone, down, or defeated. Scott saw to that himself. Reaching out and clasping the hero's hand until he could pull himself to his feet again. It'll take time, he knows there's no going back to "normal" after this. But he hasn't lost. He won't lose. No matter what this fucking place throws at him or does to him. There are people he cares about who are counting on him. They're far more important than lying down and giving up.
He doesn't recognize his breath slowing to match Scott's rhythm in an unconscious effort for contact and comfort. Listening to the mutant's exhales quiet in the darkness is a rhythm he can focus on. Steady, calming. Relaxing comes later, but exhaustion comes now. Nightmares and dreams, probably gonna invade his head soon enough, hopefully tomorrow rather than tonight. There's no control over when they come... yet his eyes finally fall shut as his consciousness rapidly buckles under a weighty sleep.]
Don't...
[So much for the usual grumpy reprimand to getting ordered around. Bakugo's asleep before the words even make it to his mouth, completely caught up in Scott's warmth and comforting presence. It'll be a draining night, but... he'll make it through.]
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Date: 10/29/25 18:27 (UTC)It's there still, he can tell-- probably after falling asleep next to him a few times in the past.]
I will, can't have you hog all this to yourself.
[An immediate retort because he has to, with Scott briefly glancing at Bakugo through his lens. He wants to stay up until Bakugo falls asleep, but if he takes too long... he's honestly not too sure how long he can last, resting by him like this in relative comfort. He's definitely going to try though.]
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Date: 10/30/25 05:19 (UTC)Apparently that also includes blowing it the fuck up. Which he's going to blame completely on the House for its shitty suit flare crap. They better take responsibility for their bullshit!]
Hmph. They can compensate me for all the shit they put me through.
[At least he's tense more out of anger than his previous traumatic wreck. Bakugo isn't going to last too long himself. As much as his mind haunts him with threatening nightmares, Scott's presence sheds those threats in a glowing red light. It's sappy and stupid, but... he won't deny it internally this time.]
wrapping up soon? :>
Date: 10/31/25 13:53 (UTC)Of course all this sounds fucking cheesy in his head, so he doesn't say it. Instead, the mutant lets his breathing even out, trying to encourage the other teen to copy his breathing and relax and hopefully try to sleep. He's sure that nightmares are gonna happen, hell, he might get smacked in the face, but he'll deal. He'll just add that to Bakugo's debt to him--]
Great, now go to sleep.
[A small murmur, that mixture of trying to relax and trying not to fall asleep first guiding him.]
🎀 good wrap for me! finish it off if ya like~
Date: 10/31/25 14:08 (UTC)He doesn't recognize his breath slowing to match Scott's rhythm in an unconscious effort for contact and comfort. Listening to the mutant's exhales quiet in the darkness is a rhythm he can focus on. Steady, calming. Relaxing comes later, but exhaustion comes now. Nightmares and dreams, probably gonna invade his head soon enough, hopefully tomorrow rather than tonight. There's no control over when they come... yet his eyes finally fall shut as his consciousness rapidly buckles under a weighty sleep.]
Don't...
[So much for the usual grumpy reprimand to getting ordered around. Bakugo's asleep before the words even make it to his mouth, completely caught up in Scott's warmth and comforting presence. It'll be a draining night, but... he'll make it through.]