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[blastedass]

@Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight

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[blastedass]

Uh-huh. I've got a fire extinguisher at the entrance.

[cute, but bullshit. as if this place allows jealousy safely.]

Is that your way of wanting the suite us only?

[skinstitch]

If I asked for that, you'd ask for something in return.

What's an equal exchange?

[blastedass]

I already told you: room with me.

[skinstitch]

That's really all you want?

You know I can't do that permanently.

[blastedass]

[That "all" covers a lot.]

I know. I'm not demanding permanent.

So when you're staying with me, the suite's us only.

[skinstitch]

( a click of his tongue to teeth, bemused. )

That's basic fucking manners.

I want more than that.

[blastedass]

I'm not gonna blow your other fuck buddies up.

[even if he'd intently threatened to do exactly that during a certain day last august.]

[skinstitch]

( a low chuckle. )

I wouldn't bring someone over to your place just to fuck them in front of you. ( a breath. ) Unless you're into that.

[blastedass]

I'd get jealous.

[maybe there's one or two people he'd agree to that with...]

[skinstitch]

( there's a considering pause, like he's trying to decide whether to be honest. )

...Yeah. I would too.

[blastedass]

[a brief silence before he exhales. no attempt to hide some amused relief.]

Heh. Glad to hear it.

[skinstitch]

Yeah, well, that's our little secret. You tell anyone and I'll burn your little suite down.

[blastedass]

Duh. I don't want anyone else knowing my feelings.

[skinstitch]

Embarrassed of them? Or just me?

1/2

[blastedass]

Like hell I'm embarrassed! It's none of their damn business!

[blastedass]

[ ... ]

And I'm proud of you.

[skinstitch]

( a soft scoffing sound, then a beat of silence. )

Funny. Never heard that before.

[blastedass]

[sheets scuff as he rolls onto his side, tucking one arm under his head.]

Now you have.

[skinstitch]

( mildly: ) Was that my Christmas gift?

[blastedass]

Depends. Have you been naughty or nice?

[skinstitch]

You don't like me 'cause I'm nice, firecracker.

[blastedass]

Guess you're getting something for Christmas then, handsome.

[skinstitch]

( a breath through his nose, like a laugh. )

Let's do something stupid then. Make a game of it, or something.

Like we can't buy it and have to make it, or like it has to be a certain dumb color, or has to be sexy, or whatever. You know. So it's fun.

[blastedass]

Something stupid, huh.

[no one else in this place could get him to agree to this.]

I've got something in mind. What's a dumb color?

[he thumbs at the earring, touya's pick, in his shell.]

[skinstitch]

What color do you hate? Start there.