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 Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 3:25 am
At first Kettil didn't get it.
Then it dawned on him and he blushed anew, "Y..Yeh. Well, that'll be a shame," he murmured with a small sly look. Kettil was trying to play at the same level of Freya but he was still a little new at it. Despite how brazen he could be sometimes, he couldn't pull it off consciously without blushing like a school ghoul.
Kettil suddenly went quiet as he poked around at his nachos, "I suppose I should start makin' my room livable again so I can start sleepin' in there, huh?" She didn't need him crowding her every night for the rest of their time at school, right? That's what the future was for.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 3:29 am
The laughter died almost instantly as she let what he was saying settle in, and understood it. She was still lying down, but she had gone quiet, and she was staring up at the ceiling in quiet horror. Her breathing quickened, visible by the way her thin frame started bobbing up and down, as anxiety and panic began to set in.
"Yehr.. leavings me?" She whispered up into the air, her eyes still fixated on the ceiling above.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 3:45 am
Kettil regretted what he had said as soon as she pretty much started to go quiet and now she was having an anxiety attack of some kind. Her words tore at his heart easily, more so than her saying something cruel to him, probably because she was so emotionally fragile and he was the one that said the words that hurt her again.
"What?! No. I just thought maybe you wanted your room back to yourself by now," he murmured softly as he shifted everything aside so he could be beside her and wrap his arms around her reassuringly. Kettil reassuringly nuzzled at her cheek, "I mean...all my clothes are in my room and stuff. Plus I am a smelly, smelly boil," he said a little playfully trying to cheer her up.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 3:55 am
Now that he was beside her, his arms wrapped around her form, it was easier to feel that she had gone into full panic mode. Her breath came in short, sucking rasps that made her jump with each one. Even as he tried to console her, she was lost to the moment, but she turned towards him, curling childishly into his embrace.
"No no no I don't no no no no no," She muttered into his chest, whimpering little gasps of sound. Her hands reached up and clutched at his shirt desperately, as she relapsed into the broken ghoul she'd been those first few days after the incident.
But in time, with quiet holding and Kettil's warmth seeping into her, she stopped changing no and just fell silent, her breath coming shallow and ragged. She looked up at him, eyes watery with tears, and her expression looked desperate, and yearning.
"Wh..why don't.. yeh just.." Her hands clenched tighter. "Move them smelly clothes into my dorm.."
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:01 am
It wasn't that he didn't want to but he was still surprised by the offer. Surprised that she even wanted him to pretty much move in with her and certainly he could leave his things in his room and go after them as he needed them but...
The longer he thought on it there were no 'buts' to this issue.
They spent so much time with each other now, either in his room or in hers. Kettil knew that he'd end up in Freya's bed or she in his bed by the end of each day.
"Alright, Túkut, as soon as we get back." He promised quietly.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:12 am
The panic attack finally began to subside, and Freya snuggled up desperately against him, taking a deep breath. She sniffed, just once, and then put her hands up on her face and wiped away all the silly tears.
"I guess.. not the most romantic way teh asks yehr boilfriend teh moves in with yeh, hah.." She mumbled, her quiet laughter bubbling with nervous energy. "I'm sorry. I didn't means teh force yeh. I knows.. yeh has.."
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"A better bath." It had taken her a minute to think up a logical reason for Kettil to stay in his dorm. As far as she knew, that was.. possibly the only one.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:17 am
Kettil only kissed her forehead and helped her wipe away tears, fussing at her affectionately as he usually did. The boil just smiled, "I dunno, I like that you need me, makes me feel happy."
The boil scrunched his nose, "We can still use it if we want a bath instead of a shower, and after all the room is still mine. I don't think we can fit all of my stuff in your room and then have your things still inside it as well."
He pretty much went out of his way to demolish the only thing that could possibly keep him there if he thought to seek it out before this.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:21 am
"Well yeh must be very very happy then, hah." She teased with an embarrassed whisper, butting her head gently against his while grinning. "Ach, but yeh speaks true, not everything will fit." Her eyes glittered for just a moment before she tried to play it cool." I will helps yeh choose what clothings yeh should brings over, okays?" Inside, she was twittering with glee. This could be her chance to finally make some adjustments in a few glaring mistakes in his wardrobe.. by simply leaving them over at his room.
Yes, this would work out far better than she'd actually expected..
She bent in to kiss his lips, and smacked hers. They felt salty against his smooth ones.
"Feeds me a nacho." She demanded, quite plainly.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:32 am
Kettil gently nudged her back with his own head after she headbutted him, "I'm always happy," he said cheerfully back at her. The boil simply chuckled, "Sounds like a plan, it'll be fun." Kettil was unaware that his ghoulfriend was plotting against his wardrobe and even if she was, he didn't really care. They were clothes and the only reason why he wore them was out of public decency.
If he had it his way he'd wear nothing all the time.
Lightly he kissed back and blinked at her demand. There was only a little bit of shifting as he moved to get a nacho, again taking care to get one of the more lightly covered ones to offer to her, "Here ya go, my Queen!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:35 am
Freya literally made omnoming sounds as she chomped down on the nacho. There was no denying it. That was a nom.
"Thanks yeh." She said, licking the salt off her lips. "Okays okays," Her hands flailed as she shoo'd him away. "I'm fine ach, get offs me boil, go backs teh yehr sides and eats some more before I eats it all for yeh."
She really just wanted to get back to her chicken. But she loved feeling confident enough to shoo him away, instead of clinging to him desperately as she'd been doing a moment before.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:43 am
Kettil grinned a little as she ate it sometimes it was the small things that she did that made him happiest - like eating. As she began to shoo him away he playfully clung onto her for only a second and nibbled at her cheek lightly, "You're way tastier than those nachos," he said teasingly but eventually he did release her, "I'll just save you for after dinner."
After a moment he had picked himself back up to go sit closer to his food again so he could eat happily.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:46 am
Damnit, damnit Kettil. Kettil. Damnit. Now, as she laid there, while he moved away, all she could think about was the wonderful things he was promising once they finished eating. And if she was thinking about them, she was daydreaming, and if she was daydreaming, she wasn't eating.
Freya reached over and picked at her sandwich distractedly, her eyes locked on those lips of his. Those soft, promising lips.
What was food? She didn't even know anymore.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:49 am
It was easy to vigorously eat and act as if nothing had happened when you were the one pretty much seductively teasing your beloved. It was easier to pretend as if you weren't just as anxious for what was to come when you were the one making the promises.
Kettil was a patient soul. Patient and cheerful.
"You like your sandwich?" He asked in a chipper tone.
No doubt if it was the other way around? He'd be the one struggling to want to eat.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:56 am
Freya put her finger right through the sandwich, spearing it, and then picked it up and brought it to her lips. She bit into it, but her eyes were still kind of staring at Kettil's lips, moving and talking and eating and all sorts of beautiful things. She could only manage to half-heartedly eat her sandwich.
And she didn't answer his question.
Wait, he'd asked a question?!
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 4:59 am
She was staring at him and eating. He didn't quite get what she was staring at.
Kettil tilted his head and waved a hand at her, "Freeyyyaaaa? You alright?" He was a little concerned despite that she was eating.
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