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 Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 6:51 pm
"That's exactly why," Chance snorted out, still muffled by the pillow, "I figured I could maybe catch you off guard, but I totally can't sit here and do it as well as you can. That felt so ******** weird on my face, just for the record."
His fingers closed around the pillow, Chance wiping his brow with the back of his ********, I can't even keep a straight face with that."
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 4:53 am
"Yeah, don't ever try that again." Otto snorted. He wasn't sure if he himself should feel proud that he could rock the puppy dog eyes. But, well, he'd been learning to just let go of that old standard of masculinity he'd held onto so dearly. "You'll just have to think of some other way to butter me up." He smirked, watching Chance look so mirthful despite his current state. Maybe he'd at least be a little more comfortable on the bed. Less chance of him knocking into something. Hopefully bathroom breaks wouldn't result in a slip and fall.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 9:40 am
"Fine, fine," said Chance, still laughing. "I'll let you do the whole pretty puppy dog eye thing, I'll figure out a different method for acting all cute and s**t that doesn't involve rearranging my face in weird ways."
He looked up at Otto and waggled his eyebrows obnoxiously.
"You gonna give me a kiss goodnight?" he asked teasingly, a grin tugging at his lips. "I mean, here I am, all injured and s**t..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 3:09 pm
"Hm..." He pretended to consider it, as if it was even open for deliberating. "I guess I could give you a goodnight kiss." He murmured stubbornly. Leaning over and hovering above the injured man, he pressed a long soft kiss to his lips. "Feel better, okay?" He requested in earnest, patting the man's cheek fondly.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 3:38 pm
He opened his mouth to say something, most likely something sassy; but the kiss was a pleasant surprise, because Chance had half been expecting Otto to smack him again for being obnoxious. He lifted a hand and pressed it to the side of Otto's face, eyes fluttering shut at the softness against his lips.
"Mmmm," Chance murmured, eyes still half lidded as Otto pulled away, his fingers drifting lazily over the back of Otto's hand. He flicked a look up at the other, a tired smile gracing his face. "Now I definitely feel better."
There was a beat and then he asked, "You'll be here when I wake up?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 3:41 pm
"Yup." Otto confirmed, "Cause it's my damn bed." Just to be an a**, and keep his macho street cred. "Plus yanno, I don't want you wanderin' off and knockin' your damn tall head on a door frame."
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 4:19 pm
"You're a ********," grumbled Chance, but it was said with affection as Chance buried his face in one of Otto's pillows.
It didn't, surprisingly, take him too long to fall asleep. Maybe it was just the fact that he was aching all over, and his body was already weaker than it normally was, but either way Chance was out within a few minutes, his breathing becoming slow and even.
Several hours later, he blinked blearily awake again, head fuzzy, trying to figure out where the hell he was and what was happening without actually moving from where he lay sprawled on the bed.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 4:39 pm
Otto watched him for a while, making sure the man actually slept and didn't just lay there helplessly sleepless. It was nice seeing him fall asleep, and look restful. Just watching him was calming, as his breathing evened out so fluidly and peaceful. After a while, as heart warming as he felt to watch Chance sleep, it did get boring. When Chance awoke, he'd hear beeping noises from the floor beside the bed. If he managed to crawl over, he'd see Otto flopped on his stomach over a pile of pillows. He was playing on a PSP, struggling to figure out a game. And failing a lot.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 4:49 pm
It took him several minutes to realize that he was not, in fact, in his own bed, nor his own room, Chance blinking blearily from where he lay. The blankets, while not quite as burrito-ed as Otto might have made them, were tangled around his legs, and he felt rather stiff all over.
He did indeed crawl over to the edge, though it was more of a slither, the beeping noises alerting him to the fact that he was not, in fact, alone. Otto was there, head bowed, eyes fixed on a tiny screen of something. Chance watched him idly for a few minutes, and then reached out a hand, tapping the top of his head.
"Morning, beautiful."
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 4:52 pm
Having been so engrossed in his game, any shifting from the bed was passed off as Chance rolling in his sleep. So when a tap to his head came from nowhere, the blond let out a startled squawk of surprise. His head turned up to find the curly haired man awake. Sort of. He looked pretty tired. And wow, that bed head was hilarious. Adorable. But mostly hilarious. "I didn't think yer hair could get any curlier."
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 4:59 pm
He tried very hard to hide a smile and did not entirely succeed. Chance drew his hand back and curled it beneath himself, looking relatively catlike as he rested his head on the bed.
"It's magic," he deadpanned. "The more I sleep, the more it curls. That's the real reason I don't sleep well, because I'm afraid it'll get so long I'll turn into that girl from the movie we watched the other day."
He found he didn't particularly want to move just yet, Chance tugging the blankets more around himself.
"How long have I been out?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 5:03 pm
"...The Ring?" Then he remembered they'd not watched that yet. "Oh! You mean Tangled..." Derp. "Maybe like six hours? I dunno, cause I didn't check what time you passed out. But it's kinda late." Not that Otto minded. He'd done a fair amount of things around the place while Chance had been out. "You feelin' any better? Need a good smack?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 5:21 pm
"Yes, Tangled," said Chance, snapping his fingers together in recognition. "What's The Ring? Is it another Disney movie?"
He shifted a little, trying to test out what it felt like to move. The ache was still there, but it seemed duller than before, as though it had softened around the edges somewhat.
"Maybe not a smack," said Chance indignantly, and wormed an arm out from beneath himself to stretch his fingers towards Otto. "But here, pinch my hand, see if it does anything,"
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2015 7:18 am
There was no way Otto could pull off convincing Chance that The Ring was a Disney film. He'd be outed the second it started. " No.. it ain't." He replied grimly. Otto wasn't the biggest fan of horror movies, considering most of his life was spent living in one. However, now and then he came upon owning one or two that piqued his interest. As long as he didn't watch them alone, anyway. Otto complied, reaching out to pinch Chance's arm. A good, hard pinch. All or nothing. If he didn't give it his all, how would he know if the status had worn off properly?
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2015 11:12 am
Chance's curses were muffled against the pillow where he'd buried his face.
"Okay," he said, a few seconds later, turning his head to the side and exhaling a sharp breath. His face had gone pale again, though not quite as dramatic as it had been before. "Note to self: when using artifact, allow time to recover so you don't <******** fall to pieces afterwards."
A groan escaped past his lips. "Well, it wasn't quite as painful as it was like earlier, but it still hurts a helluva lot more than it should."
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