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@mighty10s            *    with  a  short  squeeze  of  their  interlocked  digits,    he  smiles  lazily  into  the  pillow  case,    grateful  for  the  warmth  of  the  other.    *

yay.  *  he  grips  onto  their  fingers,  squeezing  them  gently  before  settling  all  too  contently  against  them  *

@mighty10s            *    shoving  his  face  back  into  his  pillow,    the  taller  then  shuffles  on  the  sheets  for  a  while  before  getting  comfortable.    *    mm..    'kay.

@mighty10s            uh?????    am  nOT!!.!?

anyone????  you’re  stupidER  stupid!1!1

@mighty10s            who  do  we  know  that  would  have  an  axe.??.?    you're  the  stupid  one,    stupid.

@mighty10s            of  course  you  did.    *    he  sighs,    voice  lacking  any  sort  of  empathy  that  it  should  probably  hold.    *    what  was  it..?

i  lost  a  bet  against  noya.  *  he  grumbles  pathetically,  pout  all  too  evident  in  his  voice  *

@mighty10s            *    arms sinking  down  to  the  curve  of  their  waist,    he  lets  out  a  soft  noise  of  confusion.    *    er —    do  you  want  to  talk  about  it..?

@mighty10s            no  you  don't.    if  you  did,    you  would  have  left    <3

I  HATE  IT  HERE

@mighty10s            this  is  why  i  said  no  to  the  dog.

bye.

@mighty10s            no.

bye.

@mighty10s            *    the  gentle  fingers  carding  through  his  hair  remind  him  that  he  still  needs  to  get  up  and  that  he  shouldn't  fall  back  asleep  but..    sleep  seems  so  appealing  now.    *    did  we..    have  something  important  today?    *    he  questions,    half-asleep  but  still  trying  to  keep  his  eyes  from  closing  all  the  way.    *

*  it’s  one  of  the  rare  times  shouyou  is  willingly  quiet.  the  morning’s  cold  —  it  usually  is  around  this  time,  anyway  —  but  he  can’t  feel  any  of  the  brisk,  sharp  air.  fingers  comb  through  inky  hair,  idle  and  slow  with  how  tired  he  feels  but  nonetheless  still  there  *

@mighty10s            *    he's  too  tired  to  try  and  keep  a  conversation  going  so  he  closes  his  eyes  and  rests  his  head  atop  theirs.    this  is  perfect,    they  are  perfect,    and  he  is  perfectly  happy.    he  always  would  be  when  their  limbs  were  intertangled  and  warmth  was  being  shared.    *

@mighty10s            kiss.

help.

@mighty10s            maybe    :/

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                                         normal     !          (          he    exclaimed    ,    keeping   the   same   joyful  attitude   before   focusing   on   the   ball         ,        passing   it   to the   other    .    )   you   lead     .

@tenthjump            *    as  if  forgetting  what  he  was  doing  beforehand,     he  discards  the  sports  bottle  he  was  holding  before  making  his  way  back  onto  the  court.    *    normal  or  quicks?    

!!
            
                                  (              he   nods    ,    moving   to   quickly   grab   a   ball   as   though   it   were   an   emergency   before   returning     )     sets    ?

//;  BARKS

/     darn rn w frustrated 

;      OH  um...    curious  /  annoyed  idm