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 Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 3:44 pm
"M'not sleeping. Just layin' down somewhere." He replied stubbornly, sliding onto the couch. He had company. There was no way he'd go to bed so soon. Sure, he'd planned on napping before Chance walked in. Now that he was here though, Otto wanted to take advantage. Sadly the display was more like a three year old fighting bedtime because he didn't want to miss anything.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 4:09 pm
"Uh huh," said Chance, entirely unconvinced, as he sat down on the couch beside Otto, stretching out both arms along the back of it and reclining, one leg tossed lazily over the other.
"No more Southern Comfort for you," he added teasingly, knowing full well this would never happen for either of them.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 4:46 pm
"It betrayed me." Otto agreed, flopping over once Chance sat down. The man's lap was no his pillow. "It made me sick." Definitely te boozes fault. Not Otto's.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 5:20 pm
He raised an eyebrow again and then settled his hand down atop Otto's head, idly sifting through his hair.
"Well, booze can mean that way," said Chance, suppressing a grin. He paused, and then, in spite of thinking it was probably fruitless to ask while Otto was still sloshed, "Are you sure you weren't drinking for any particular reason other than a lack of sleep?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 6:00 pm
Otto huffed indignantly. " Chance." He scolded, his head turning sharply to look up at the man. "I am a troubled man with troubled troubles, okay?" He waved a hand idly, dismissing the whole thing. Then he laughed. " Troubled sounds weird now. Like Trubbled." "But whatever, like.. couldn't sleep. Cause like, I'd get a bad dream and wake up anyway. So I thought maybe the drink would mellow me out? But then I ended up havin' fun and didn't sleep anyway."
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 6:19 pm
He snorted again. "Oh right, I forgot," Chance deadpanned. "You're a tortured soul with many troubles. Trubbles. Tribbles? Trobbles?"
(Well, it wasn't exactly wrong. But that was beside the point.)
His fingers absently grazed Otto's hair, the blond strands soft against his hand. "Bad dream?" Chance asked, head tilted to the side. "Well, you know you can always come to me when you have those, if I'm not with you." He tapped Otto's forehead playfully. "Did you want to be mellow like me, then?" Chance teased with a grin. "Mellow fellow."
Now he was just shamelessly catering to drunk Otto.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 6:26 pm
"Nooo I only bug you if it's a nightmare. Bad dreams ain't no big deal." He huffed impatiently. He then smacked Chance in the face. "Stop makin' up silly words."
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 6:29 pm
He rolled his eyes. "You can bug me anytime, idiot," said Chance, and then gave an indignant squawk as Otto's hand connected with his face. He batted the offending fingers away. "That's what boyfriends are for, remember?"
It was Chance's turn to huff.
"Only if you stop being such a dork," he deadpanned.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 6:34 pm
"Hmmmm no." Otto decided, rolling over again, his limbs hanging precariously over the edge of the couch.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 6:37 pm
"You're gonna fall off if you keep rolling," Chance informed Otto Very Seriously. As Very Seriously as someone who was clearly stifling laughter could possibly be, that is.
"Do you want a pillow to break your fall, or should I just tickle you until you roll off?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 4:03 pm
"Doooon't touch me." Otto groaned, blindly flailing a hand to cover Chance's mouth with. However, he was not in a position to do much of anything as he clung to Chance's lap and the edge of the couch with every available limb.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 3:44 pm
Otto should have known by now that saying don't just meant that Chance wanted to touch more.
He prodded Otto in the side, a completely innocent look on his face.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 5:32 pm
"No!" He yelped, rolling straight off the edge of the couch and onto the floor.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 8:42 pm
A nicer boyfriend than Chance would have helped Otto - or at least, prevented him from falling to the ground. Chance, however, could not help the grin that was on his face, and he leaned over the edge, peering at Otto with a raised eyebrow.
"You okay?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2015 7:13 pm
"a*****e." Otto grumbled from the floor. He started to sit up, running his hand through his hair as he waited out a wave of a dizzy spell. It was probably best to go to bed. He wasn't feeling too hot again. Instead, he laid his head on Chance's knee from where he was. Less effort than moving.
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