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 Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:28 pm
"As if." He chided with snark. Even so, he met his kiss easily with a total lack there of. Once Chance was gone. Otto rolled over, stared at the edge of the blanket, and rolled himself into the blanket burrito he'd been denied the night before. Opportunity taken. The rolling had also just irritated the soreness he felt, but it was worth it. So worth it. When Chanc ereturned, all that would remain of Otto was a tuft of hair out the top, and some toes sticking out the bottom from his curled up form.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:33 pm
Chance had to do a bit of wrangling in the kitchens to get Otto's request, since the morning rush had long since passed, and they didn't have any orange juice left. After some careful bartering and a little sweet talking, he returned to the room, a small cardboard box in one arm.
To absolutely no surprise, Otto was burrito'd. Chance stifled a smile, though his chest warmed at the sight, and he made his way over and sat beside the lump, reaching to ruffle the tuft of hair visible at the top.
"Room service," Chance sang teasingly, lifting the box. "Orange juice, muffin, breakfast pastry, as request."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:39 pm
Otto had himself a nice small cat nap while Chance had been gone. He stirred when the bed moved, his hair ruffled to shake away the cobwebs in his head. The mention of his breakfast being served actually made him sit up, the blankets falling away from him. "Oooh.. thanks." He looked down at the container with his 'order', slowly taking the muffin out. "What'd you get for yourself?" He drawled lazily, taking a bite and looking up at Chance.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:41 pm
Chance passed over the box, but not before reaching in and plucking out an apple.
"Fruit," he said with a grin, taking a bite. "Your favorite. I also ate one of those breakfast pastries on the way up here. I would have waited, but, well, I was hungry and it was there, so..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:44 pm
"Iffitgdd?" Apparently words, but Otto was stuffing a muffin in his mouth when he said it. He was at least being mindful to eat over the cardboard and not Chance's new blanket.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:46 pm
Sadly, it probably wouldn't make a difference if Otto had eaten over the blanket, considering Chance needed to do laundry anyway. He took another bite of the apple and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand, the crisp freshness of it doing nicely to wake him fully up.
"It's delicious," he said, licking his lips. "Well, the apple is too, but I meant the pastry. It's some sort of fruity chocolate thing."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:50 pm
Chocolate, huh?Impatiently, Otto wanted to try it. But he wasn't finished the muffin yet... He stared at the pastry in contemplation. "Wanna do sumthin' today?" Otto asked curiously, despite his inner debate and fixed eyes on pastry. "I mean on island. We already did the Ikea thing yesterday n all."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:54 pm
Chance was almost halfway done with his apple, but he was looking at Otto with a sort of amusement as Otto stared meaningfully at the pastry. He wasn't quite sure what was going through his head, but whatever it was certainly had him intent.
"Sure," said Chance, in slight surprise; but he felt warm and pleased at the question. "Did you have anything in particular in mind?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 1:27 pm
"No, not really. Anythin' but outside, if it's just gunna be hot as Hell again." He finished the top of the muffin, and decided that abandoning it for the pastry was justifiable at this point. Switching out the half eaten muffin for the pastry, he continued. "I really ain't thought it out at all.." He mumbled, taking a bite of the pastry. Aw yeah, sweets in the morning. "Just thought it'd kinda suck to go hang out by myself right after like.. well.." He shrugged, trying to come off as casual about what he was saying but ending up sounding sheepish. "You're my boyfriend now n' all. I mean I don't really feel like much'd change just cause of that." He'd probably feel pressured if it did. He rather liked just being himself rather than playing a role due to the title. "For all I care we could shoot s**t with Nerf guns over a cliff, iunno."
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 1:37 pm
Chance made a noise of agreement at keeping things indoors. Just remembering the sweltering, sauna-like heat from the day prior made him wrinkle his nose as he nibbled on the apple, taking another bite (it really was very good).
His chewing slowed, however, the rest of what Otto was saying slowly filtering into his mind. Chance swallowed the bite he'd taken and lowered his arm to rest in his lap, shifting on the bed to look at the other. Otto was right about not much changing, even with the addition of the boyfriend title, because there was no constant pressure to reach some sort of standard, feel obligated to perform in a certain way.
"I want to be around you today too," Chance said, tilting his face in Otto's direction, giving him a little smile. He lifted a hand, gently smoothing it through Otto's hair until his fingers fell away again. "So after we get showered and dressed and everything, we can go figure out something to do."
There was a pause, and then he added, with a little grin, "I kinda like the Nerf gun idea, but I'm sure there are other things we could do."
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 1:44 pm
Some of the nervousness that had accumulated ebbed away when Chance combed his hair back. Despite Otto not usually being much for talking, he did tend to babble when he was trying to work around saying something directly. "Yeah, and I don't got a Nerf gun, neither." He sounded a little disappointed. "I got a baseball bat, though."
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 1:50 pm
"I sense a Christmas present idea," Chance deadpanned, finishing the last of his apple and tossing the core into the trash. He was quiet for a moment, his hand returning to Otto's hair to idly stroke back a few strands, absently twirling one blonde strand around his finger.
"Was that..." Chance said carefully, curiously. "...your way of asking me out?"
"Well," he amended, "I mean. Not out necessarily, since it's too hot and gross outside, but..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 1:53 pm
"Wha---- um.." Otto's head turned, stubbornly pretending he didn't actually care one way or another. "Sure, I guess. I kinda was."
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 1:56 pm
He felt his stomach flutter pleasantly. Chance lowered his hand from Otto's hair and then slid closer, wrapping his arms around Otto's waist and resting his chin on his shoulder from behind.
"Good," he said, sounding satisfied. "I'm glad."
Chance turned his face and pressed a light kiss to the side of Otto's neck, then let him go, hiding the smile that was slipping across his face.
"So hurry up and finish eating already, slowpoke."
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 2:01 pm
Otto gave a grouchy glare from over his shoulder, even after the delightful and ticklish kiss he'd gotten to his neck. "Don't rush me. I just woke up." The crabby blond scoffed, returning to eating his food. Which he somehow managed to eat all of. Juice included. Despite his crabby attitude, Otto was actually happy. Very happy. Thankfully he was at least comforted that Chance didn't get uppity about his moods. Tossing the remnants of breakfast into the trash, he finally pulled himself free of the bed and stood up. "Okay." He was ready to finally get a shower in.
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