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☆ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☽ Ҭʂυɮɨлσ Ҭαɨɮɨ ☾ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☆


I stand here today
So far from the same
It's hard to move on without you



Taiki couldn't help grinning at the sight of the stars. They were one of the things he loved about the world. "Yes, stars are shiny, you dork," he said bopping Trez on the nose and letting a burst of stardust flutter in front of his face. Not enough to do any harm, but enough to sparkle and fall into his lap. "I can't believe you had to question that."

He took the sketchbook, planning to draw something simple, but it was like all the thoughts in his head disappeared at the sight of the paper. He stared at the page blankly for a solid minute before just tossing it on the table. Groaning, Taiki flopped into Trez's lap, looking up at him. "I can't do this anymore. My mind is turning to mush. Think of something more entertaining to do," he said poking him in the side a few times. "Before I fall asleep on you."





So my God fill these spaces left in me
I'm so near to lost, but I'm not
I'm everything but lost cause I'm not alone



☆ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☽ ҶαϮαʛαӷαʂυ☾ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☆

☆ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☽ Ҭʂυɮɨлσ Ҭαɨɮɨ ☾ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☆


I stand here today
So far from the same
It's hard to move on without you



Taiki smiled up at him, "Well, I could beat you instead if its such a burden to keep me company. Save Craith the trouble and all that." He wouldn't for so many reasons. One being he was too tired to use any abilities and he was never the best at physical fighting. So unless Trez just laid down and took it, he wouldn't be able to do much.

His eyebrows drew together in confusion. Not as entertaining to me? By the time he realized where this was going, he didn't have time to protest. Hands where already gliding down his sides. He tried so hard not to make a noise, but he was also so tired, a little loopy and his sides had always been a little sensitive. A giggle escaped and he grabbed Trez's hand and tried to cover his mouth the prevent more from spilling out. I need more hands, he thought, trying to move away from the hand he couldn't grab, but there wasn't anywhere he could with Trez's legs blocking him from rolling off the couch. I've made a mistake, he thought.




So my God fill these spaces left in me
I'm so near to lost, but I'm not
I'm everything but lost cause I'm not alone



☆ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☽ ҶαϮαʛαӷαʂυ☾ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☆

☆ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☽ Ҭʂυɮɨлσ Ҭαɨɮɨ ☾ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☆


I stand here today
So far from the same
It's hard to move on without you



It was so hard not to laugh, but he couldn't keep Trez's hands away. This is completely unfair. Giving up at covering up the noises he was making, he used his free hand to swat at Trez's other hand. Except it wasn't where it should have been. When did he get up? Now that he wasn't trapped by his legs, he tried to escape only to figure out he was still being held down. There wasn't much he could do while laughing, besides kick and flail.

When his feet were grabbed his first instinct was to kick. Thankfully, he didn't hit him in the face. Quickly, he scrambled to put his feet out of his reach. He hated his feet being touched, because of the scars on the bottoms of them. It didn't help that the only times people had grabbed them was if they were going to punish him for something. That was a long time ago, but the aversion was still there.

"S-stop. What did I do to you to deserve this?" He was trying to catch his breath, ready to slap Trez's hands away if he came at him again.

Before he could get a response, the washer beeped. "That would be your horrible smelling clothes you left to stink up my bathroom." Taiki got up, going the long way to make sure there could be no surprise attacks, and went to switch them over. From what he could tell most of the smell was out. They could probably use another wash, but he would leave that to him.

When he came back into the room, Trez was sitting back down. "I think I'm going to take a shower and maybe nap. So, if you want you can go back to sleep," he said, heading off to go shower.

Once, he was done showering, he grabbed his blanket off the floor and flopped on his bed. He doubted he would get any real rest, but every bit helped.




So my God fill these spaces left in me
I'm so near to lost, but I'm not
I'm everything but lost cause I'm not alone



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Trez, admittedly, was not sleeping very well. He was cold, and no matter how tight of a ball he curled himself into, the chill in his bones continued to almost wake him. He spent however long it had been since Taiki had moved back behind that door and took his warmth with him, wandering aimlessly between sleep and awake, dream and reality. His mind would pull in little pieces of Taiki’s apartment into his dreams, and his dreams had begun to bleed into reality when he occasionally found the strength to open his eyes even for a moment.

But he must have managed to fall asleep at some point, because he was being woken up by Taiki, his soft, warm voice drifting into his sleep world and pulling him out, the heavy, warm hand gently shaking him and dragging his focus to the outside world.

He forced his eyes open, though they watered as the light of the day-world burned his retinas. His gaze found Taiki’s face, and he carefully thought over the words he had spoken.

“Breakfast…? You… You didn’t have to do that. I don’t know that I’m really up for food, anyways…” he trailed off, trying to push himself up into a sitting position.

When Taiki sat next to him, and pressed a cup into his hands, he felt some of the usual morning tension ease away. He was still cold, and knew he was shaking a bit, but at least he was conscious, and he was sure Taiki would have complained by now if he had iced any part of his apartment in his sleep, so he still had control of his abilities. All good things.

“Yeah, I can probably handle liquids.” he said, laughing a bit as he sipped at the drink. He paused, his tongue running through the taste. He took another sip, making sure he wasn’t going nuts, before looking towards Taiki with a sigh. “You really didn’t have to do this. I would have been fine.” he mumbled. “But thank you. Seriously.”

He looked over at his clothes, and shrugged. “I can’t smell them from here, and I have a pretty good nose. They should be fine. You’re not in the shape to go anywhere, after this, I’m sure.” he said, nodding towards the shake. The only reason he wasn’t more upset was because it was a pretty “Taiki” thing to do. The male didn’t really care if others didn’t like it, and nothing would be changed by Trez getting upset. Not like you could put everything back where it came from.

“Well… Do you wanna catch me up on what I’ve missed? I’m sure it was an interesting… what, week or two?”

There were times he wondered if Taiki was completely clueless to how he felt about him. He figured he probably was. But it was better that way, for a lot of reasons. One of those reasons was this scenario right here. Taiki, perfect being that he was, had caused himself bodily harm to make sure he, Trez the walking wreck, was fed. He was sitting on the male’s couch, in the male’s pajamas, after having given everyone he cared about a terrible scare with his disappearing act, and there was no way he was making up for any of it anytime soon.

No, it was better that things stayed the way they were. He could survive totally on moments like this, just listening to him talk, watching him carefully. And if the need ever arose, he would protect and defend the male with the entirety of his being, as thanks for even allowing a mess like him in his vicinity, much less his life.

Suddenly, he was tuned in to exactly what Taiki had said. Sure, he’d heard all of it, but his sleep deprived brain wasn’t clicking the pieces in as fast as it usually would.

“He promoted you? Taiki, that’s great. Congratulations.” That meant his own place was no more, and he might very well be useless now, but that was okay. This recent incident had obviously proven that he wasn’t responsible enough to be in any kind of power. Not if his emotions could take him over that easily. But once again, he had to tune in, because there was more shocking news.

“A mind-reader? And Craith… Oh I can only begin to wonder what she got, then. That could be… really bad.” he said, sighing, and looking down at the cup in his hands. “I guess after he’s done yelling at me, I’ll ask if he wants me to help look. Least I could do, I suppose.”

He looked back to the male, and smiled softly. “But seriously, I’m glad you were the one to take my place. You deserve it.”

“I was never good at paperwork either. I came straight out of war, and into that position. You’ll get used to it, trust me. Once you understand the ins and outs you’ll be able to do it in your sleep. Hell, I do it drunk most of the time. Or… Used to. I guess I won’t be doing it anymore.” he gave a nervous little laugh, trying to hide the pain that had flared in his chest at the thought. He had always complained about the paperwork, but really, it had never bothered him. He had enjoyed the peace it brought him, where he was taken away from the darkness of his own thoughts, and could focus only on work. How would he occupy his free time now? Besides finding the bottom of every bottle in town, and getting himself into more trouble, which was the last thing he really needed.

Speaking of his personal demons, the comment Taiki made about him not being drunk around the mind reader made another wave of pain flare in his chest. Covering it with another nervous laugh, he shook his head. “Don’t worry, I’ll be sober for a day or so at least. I need time to recover from my underwater vacation.”

The silence that followed was obviously tense, and a quick glance at Taiki told him he obviously wasn’t taking the whole situation any better than Trez was. Then the bombshell, the big heartache, the pouty little side comment that just hit the nail all the way into place. He sighed, and shook his head.

“Taiki, I don’t say this very often, but you’re wrong on that. I ran off in the middle of the night with no warning, not so much as a letter telling anyone where I’d gone, no phone calls, texts, nothing. Craith had no idea how long I would be gone, or if I was ever coming back. And we both know he is the worst person to leave to his own devices. He had to do what was best for the gang. I’m obviously too irresponsible to hold my position anymore. Like I said, you deserve it. And it will suit you far better.” He took another sip of the smoothie that was now beginning to melt. Carefully, he allowed the cup to ice over in between his hands, chilling it down again.

“The gang doesn’t need a worthless drunk as it’s role model. They need someone they can actually look up to. I’ve held that position for almost two-hundred years, and… Honestly? I probably should have been removed a long time ago.”

“I think you’re an awesome role model.” Trez mumbled, standing up from the couch. He felt tense, and cold, and had too much energy for how little sleep he’d gotten. It was moods like this that he often soothed by wrapping his fingers around the neck of a liquor bottle. But the very idea of that made him sick, both physically and mentally. He knew that would pass, but for now, he needed something else. He downed the rest of the smoothie, and walked to the kitchen to put the cup away.

“Listen, this conversation isn’t getting us anywhere. I didn’t mean to upset you. So let’s just… drop it. For now, at least. We’ll have plenty of stress and drama when Craith gets here.” He sighed, looking down at himself. “I should probably run home real quick, to change. Cross my fingers I get back before Craith. But it’s still early, so it shouldn’t be a problem… It shouldn’t take me long to change. I should have plenty of clean clothes, since I’ve been wearing these for two weeks…”

He chewed on his lip, thinking about all the bad things that could happen if he wasn’t back in time. How much worse it would be. Taiki may even be in trouble, for letting him leave in the first place. That would make him feel terrible. He couldn’t do that to him. He sighed again, and rubbed his hands over his face.

“On second thought, and I hate to even ask this, could you just teleport me there? Craith is gonna be here soon, and I do not trust my ability to walk those few blocks and back, much less within a time limit. But, unfortunately, those clothes do still smell. I said before I couldn’t smell them, but now that I’m awake and energized, I think I’m just going to throw them away. And I’ll thoroughly wash your pajamas before giving them back. Promise. Even if they are going to be a little… stretched out.”

“If it was just talking to Craith, I wouldn’t really care. But I’d like to get started on that search as soon as he’s done ripping my head off. It’s important. I almost wish he would wait to tear me a new one but I’m not even going to risk suggesting that.”