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 Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 3:23 pm
He had no idea how long they slept, except that it was a very long time. Chance was out entirely, and Otto most likely was too, especially since he tended to sleep like a rock anyway. Arms wrapped around him, face buried in Otto's blonde hair, it was not until much, much later that he slowly (very slowly) stirred, blinking blearily awake.
Everything still ached, but it was at least a dull ache, not quite as prominent as before. Chance shifted on the bed, eyes sticky with sleep, and nuzzled against Otto sleepily, still not quite conscious, nor coherent.
He was kind of like a cat, legs stretching out, arms curling warmly around Otto's shoulders.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 3:33 pm
Otto was pretty sure he'd never woken up more tired in his life. He was vaguely aware Chance was starting to shift around, but made no movements to follow suit yet. Maybe he could go right back to sleep.... But he was hungry. And it was distracting. His eyes peeled open into narrow slits, squirming stiffly in Chance's grasp. He felt like his joints had been welded together. It was going to take a while to work out the kinks. After stretching his back enough to make a satisfying pop, he relaxed again. Okay, body was starting to function once more. For now. " Mrnin..." It was supposed to be a word, but it was more like a noise. He blinked slowly, trying to find Chance's face before leaning in to give him a good morning kiss.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 5:35 pm
He may have been moving first, but it took quite a bit of time for Chance's mind to actually catch up with the rest of his body. Everything felt sluggish and slow, taking a long, winding path to actually reach the destination of awake.
The sound that Otto made was what finally dragged Chance out of his stupor. He blinked rapidly to dispel the blurriness in his gaze, dragged a breath in, and finally was able to form some semblance of thoughts within his mind as he looked over at Otto.
"Morning," Chance yawned, but he happily accepted the kiss, a hand on the side of Otto's face.
"Sleep all right? How are you feeling?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 5:42 pm
"Nng.. slept okay." He slept great, actually. He was grouchy because, well, Otto never woke up full of sunshine and rainbows. He wriggled slightly out of grasp, just so he could stretch out the stiffness in his limbs. His toes stuck out from under the blanket, and small pop sounded from his knees. He flopped down again, satisfied. "Hungry." He replied belatedly. "You?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 5:47 pm
Chance's legs, which were relatively long, took a bit of stretching to get the stiffness out of them, which wasn't surprising. He rolled onto his back and ran a hand through his hair, which was tangled and sleep mussed, and then eased out a breath, eyes fluttering shut briefly.
Otto's grumpiness, as ever, didn't faze him. Chance turned his head to look at him, a little smile on his face, because Otto was still here. Things hadn't just been made up his mind, after all.
"I'm good," he said. "I slept like a log."
He stretched more. "Let's go get food," Chance added mildly, wondering what time it was. He leaned to press another brief kiss to Otto's lips before pushing himself up into a sitting position, wincing slightly, fingers pressed against his temple.
"Well. Shower first, then food," he corrected himself.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 5:54 pm
"That's unusual for you." He muttered groggily into the pillow. He was actually glad for Chance to have gotten a good sleep. Chance's idea was met with a short hum. Otto wanted food. And a shower. But he also didn't feel like moving. Maybe he could get dragged behind Chance in a burlap sack. That sounded like a fantastic idea. An arm flopped from within the blanket, as Otto leaned over the side of the bed, blindly looking for clothes. Wait.. they were nowhere near the bed. Ugggggghhh UUGGGGGH! Effort. "Favour one." Otto grumbled. "Bring me pants..... underwear. Underwear then pants."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:02 pm
"Yes, which is why I'm glad it happened at all," said Chance with a little laugh. He twisted from side to side, working out the stiffness, and then turned to look down at Otto, one eyebrow rising, an expression of amusement on his face.
"Cashing in, are we?" Chance said dryly, but he swung his legs over the side of the bed, regretted this decision, as it made his body yell in protest, and stood up, padding over to where Otto's clothes had been unceremoniously dropped onto the floor the prior day. He bent, picked them up, and went back to the bed, sitting on the edge of it and putting a hand on top of Otto's head.
"Here you go, sleepyhead," he said, and then added teasingly, "Am I gonna have to carry you to your shower?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:06 pm
Sleepyhead was grateful, despite the scowl directed at Chance. " No." He grumbled. "Well... I'd let you, but I really don't need to be seen gettin' carried around." He dragged his boxers closer, sitting up slowly to put them on. "Maybe if you just like.. drag me by the foot." He was only half serious, groggily pulling on the under with very little grace.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:09 pm
Chance had gotten his own clothes by now, and was putting them on just as slowly, though he seemed to have a bit more energy than Otto did for a variety of reasons, the most prominent being his experience. He tugged on a pair of sweatpants and almost didn't bother with a shirt, but decided against he might as well.
"How is getting dragged around by the foot better than being carried?" Chance said with a snort."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:12 pm
"It's manlier." It wasn't.By the time Chance was fully clothed, Otto was still figuring out pants and which way was the front. He eventually figured it out.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:16 pm
Chance did not even deign to reply to that, but gave Otto a pointed look that totally indicated he knew very well that it wasn't manlier and that Otto was mostly just full of s**t.
"...are you sure you're okay over there?" he asked innocently.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:19 pm
"Mmmhmm.." He responded casually, moving to stand--- And sat right back down." Nope." He amended quickly. "Gimme a minute." He replied flatly and flopped over onto his side. "Or uh.. an hour. Actually, go get me food."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:21 pm
He was not going to laugh, he was not going to laugh, he was not going to laugh.
Chance bit his lip, got to his feet, and came to stand in front of Otto, clearly attempting to hide the smile that was threatening to make its way across his face, arms folded over his chest.
"Yes, sir," he said, amusement in his voice. "What kind of food?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:22 pm
"Um.. muffin. Sumthin' sweet." He murmured, clearly avoiding looking at the smug and amused face Chance was making. "Juice." He was sure calling in some favours now.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:24 pm
"It sounds like you're calling me cute nicknames," said Chance in a deadpan tone of voice, though he was unable to stop the terribly amused smile now. "But fine, something sweet it is."
He leaned over, tapped under Otto's chin to lift his face, and kissed him before he slipped out of the room, heading down to the kitchens.
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