[ He looks down at the bowl and the plate, then at the tray. ]
To carry them?
[ Though okay, this would be easier without the blankets, wouldn't it? He pulls off the blankets carefully to show he is at least changed into his pyjamas at some point in the night, holds it up then murmurs a small spell so the blankets stand upright and start walking themselves to his room. ]
There should be some, we both drink it a lot. [ Hiding another yawn into his arm he tugs open the door to the fridge, pulling out a carton. He just puts that on the tray as well, then reaches for two glasses. ]
[ well, now it makes more sense. her brow still arches upwards, still kind of wondering wtf merlin is up to and is even thinking at this very moment, but whatever she takes the tray and puts the bowl and plate of spaghetti on it. the box of macarons stays at the table for now as she intends to have him carry it on his own. ]
I thought we were going eat here-- [ but that's okay. more privacy. she's not even thinking of anything lewd or what people may think if they found out that she was in his room. ]
Does your head hurt? Have you taken something for it?
[ All he's thinking at the moment is that he wants to curl up in bed, eat and then sleep some more. There's nothing weird about it. At her question though he blinks at her, looking confused. ]
I had herbal tea earlier.
[ ?????????? ] Though I think it's just mostly lack of water.
[ Ah... He frowns when she says that though, clearly have forgotten the entire conversation. Sorry... Athena... ]
Since when did I speak to you last night?
[ He'll grab the box and carry a bottle of water in with him as he steps around her to lead the way. He has to kick his shirt under his bed, and the book that smacked him in the face last night is still on the floor, but it's not too bad all things considered. The main light isn't on though, just the string of fairy lights that are twisted around what looks like a tree. ]
I'll move the table around.
[ He puts the lamp on top of the book, pulling the bedside cabinet forward a bit so she can put the tray down.
Then promptly flops backwards onto his bed once everything is in place. ]
"Oh, Athena, you beautiful goddess," [ THAT'S NOT WHAT HE SAID AT ALL???? ] "did you know that there are multi-coloured birds? And elephants? I want to take you to the zoo because you deserve a lovely date just this once!"
[ THAT'S NOT WHAT HE SAID AT ALL???? her voice is dry, though, said with no emotion, because she's slightly upset that he's forgotten. but she's not all that mad at him because he was drunk. it's understandable.
but yes. the tray's been put down and she just hovers by his bed, not sure where exactly to sit. ]
[ Well he's no heart reader, but he can tell she's a little upset just from the way she's saying that. When the tray is down he shifts to hold out his hand for her, waiting until she takes it before he pulls her onto the bed with him while he tries to sit up. She's light so it's easy enough to pull her over himself anyway so she can sit on the other side. ]
Well I wouldn't have been wrong. [ That said, he leans to kiss her cheek. ] Sorry I don't remember.
[ He offers her a fork then, taking the other for himself then uses the tray to balance the plate between them. The soup can wait until after the spaghetti tbh. ] Eat with me?
[ she does take his hand and ends up on his bed, seated stiffly. she's not really interested in eating. she just wants him to feel better. but at the same time, she wants her mood to be better. ]
The spaghetti's only good for one person, [ she says, ] but-- I guess a bite wouldn't hurt.
[ Well, no one said the two couldn't go hand in hand. He holds up the plate a bit, digging in his fork and twisting a bit to ensure it doesn't fall off, then proceeds to chow down that mouthful slowly to ensure he doesn't choke on it. ]
[ she's slow and graceful with her movements this time around. she lifts her fork and twirls it around some pasta. the ball of pasta she has around her fork isn't so big, just enough to get a taste of the spaghetti.
and she puts it in her mouth and chews silently. sure is quiet on her end here. ]
[ It's really unnerving that she's being this quiet, and now he knows that he apparently spoke to her last night (did she visit after he got back? did she call him? he call her?) he wonders if he said something he shouldn't have.
She isn't usually this quiet unless something is bothering her. Right? ]
...What is it? [ He only asks after he finishes his next mouthful, rolling up a bit more pasta but keeping it against the plate for now. ] Did I do something? [ :(? ]
[ He glances down at her, staying quiet as he takes another bite. ]
What did I do? [ Though he has to pause then as he looks down at himself, thankfully his face healed while he slept but... ] And I'm not hurt now, whatever it was.
[ she slaps the bed with both her hands on both sides, clearly upset now. she doesn't even know which she's more upset about. him forgetting, or him not taking better care of himself. she wants to be selfish because he's said so many things to her that to her, are unforgettable, but...
now she's just crying because she honestly doesn't know what she's mad about. ]
It was like you hit your head or something, and you even fell, and— [ she holds back a sob. ] and what if you weren't able to go home? What if somebody beat you up in an alley because you were drunk?
[ okay, maybe her reasons for being upset are clear now. ]
[ Okay, you know what? The spaghetti is getting put back on the tray now so he can pay proper attention to her. He first swipes his thumb under her eye. ]
I don't really remember getting home either, but... [ He smiles softly then, cups her face with his hand. ] I was with Fay and Charlie, they weren't going to leave me in a bar to fend for myself. They wouldn't do that.
[ Best not tell her how he took a mace for one of them already, huh? Even if it was in ViViD it's probably a worrying thing. ]
I wouldn't have gone so far if I didn't trust them.
[ ...His head lowers a bit, and really it's better when Gaius scolds him as he yells. This feels much worse. It's why rather than turning back to the food he just presses his face down against the bed instead, going quiet.
And sad. If she's listening, that's all she'll hear now, sorry but... ]
[ she is listening. she can't not listen, but she can't help but cry anyway, making her own sadness louder than his. ]
I don't even know why I'm being like this— [ another sob. this is so stupid. this is just like back on the rooftop before everything happened. ] I'm just glad you're fine now.
[ It hurts hearing her cry like this too, when he doesn't understand either. One thing he can do though is twist a bit so he can shuffle closer. His arm curves over her waist to pull her in against himself, cuddling close. ]
Sorry. I didn't mean to worry you. [ His head presses against her back then, his other arm wiggling under her side to give her a proper hug. ] ...I probably just missed you. And I really am... It's just a headache now, you don't need to worry anymore.
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Use it for what?
And if you have some orange juice, I'd love some.
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To carry them?
[ Though okay, this would be easier without the blankets, wouldn't it? He pulls off the blankets carefully to show he is at least changed into his pyjamas at some point in the night, holds it up then murmurs a small spell so the blankets stand upright and start walking themselves to his room. ]
There should be some, we both drink it a lot. [ Hiding another yawn into his arm he tugs open the door to the fridge, pulling out a carton. He just puts that on the tray as well, then reaches for two glasses. ]
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I thought we were going eat here-- [ but that's okay. more privacy. she's not even thinking of anything lewd or what people may think if they found out that she was in his room. ]
Does your head hurt? Have you taken something for it?
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I had herbal tea earlier.
[ ?????????? ] Though I think it's just mostly lack of water.
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I did tell you last night to drink some water. But you didn't.
[ is she bitter? maybe just a little. ]
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Since when did I speak to you last night?
[ He'll grab the box and carry a bottle of water in with him as he steps around her to lead the way. He has to kick his shirt under his bed, and the book that smacked him in the face last night is still on the floor, but it's not too bad all things considered. The main light isn't on though, just the string of fairy lights that are twisted around what looks like a tree. ]
I'll move the table around.
[ He puts the lamp on top of the book, pulling the bedside cabinet forward a bit so she can put the tray down.
Then promptly flops backwards onto his bed once everything is in place. ]
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[ THAT'S NOT WHAT HE SAID AT ALL???? her voice is dry, though, said with no emotion, because she's slightly upset that he's forgotten. but she's not all that mad at him because he was drunk. it's understandable.
but yes. the tray's been put down and she just hovers by his bed, not sure where exactly to sit. ]
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Well I wouldn't have been wrong. [ That said, he leans to kiss her cheek. ] Sorry I don't remember.
[ He offers her a fork then, taking the other for himself then uses the tray to balance the plate between them. The soup can wait until after the spaghetti tbh. ] Eat with me?
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The spaghetti's only good for one person, [ she says, ] but-- I guess a bite wouldn't hurt.
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Go ahead. [ Take a bite :9 ]
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and she puts it in her mouth and chews silently. sure is quiet on her end here. ]
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She isn't usually this quiet unless something is bothering her. Right? ]
...What is it? [ He only asks after he finishes his next mouthful, rolling up a bit more pasta but keeping it against the plate for now. ] Did I do something? [ :(? ]
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You didn't do anything. But you did do something last night. [ a pause, and she immediately sounds concerned. ] You even got hurt.
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What did I do? [ Though he has to pause then as he looks down at himself, thankfully his face healed while he slept but... ] And I'm not hurt now, whatever it was.
Did I worry you?
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[ she slaps the bed with both her hands on both sides, clearly upset now. she doesn't even know which she's more upset about. him forgetting, or him not taking better care of himself. she wants to be selfish because he's said so many things to her that to her, are unforgettable, but...
now she's just crying because she honestly doesn't know what she's mad about. ]
It was like you hit your head or something, and you even fell, and— [ she holds back a sob. ] and what if you weren't able to go home? What if somebody beat you up in an alley because you were drunk?
[ okay, maybe her reasons for being upset are clear now. ]
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I don't really remember getting home either, but... [ He smiles softly then, cups her face with his hand. ] I was with Fay and Charlie, they weren't going to leave me in a bar to fend for myself. They wouldn't do that.
[ Best not tell her how he took a mace for one of them already, huh? Even if it was in ViViD it's probably a worrying thing. ]
I wouldn't have gone so far if I didn't trust them.
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You should eat your food. It'll make you feel better.
[ she can be such a brat most of the time... gomen. . . ]
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I'm not going to feel better if you won't even look at me.
[ :(!!!!!!! ]
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Maybe later.
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And sad. If she's listening, that's all she'll hear now, sorry but... ]
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I don't even know why I'm being like this— [ another sob. this is so stupid. this is just like back on the rooftop before everything happened. ] I'm just glad you're fine now.
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Sorry. I didn't mean to worry you. [ His head presses against her back then, his other arm wiggling under her side to give her a proper hug. ] ...I probably just missed you. And I really am... It's just a headache now, you don't need to worry anymore.
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her hands move to hold onto his, gripping them tight as if telling him not to let go. ]
You said some weird things, too.
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What did I say?
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I don't want to tell you. Not right now.
[ you don't deserve more shit after what she just made you go through. ]
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i'm crying
good
huffs
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2thirsty gomen
good god
i should have gone to church with you
so you can think about bjs too huh
oh i can do that anywhere u///u
oh... then i guess we can't be together
no........ ;n; i meant the church included!!!!
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the hell is this
sweats... this is what happens when you corrupt innocent men athena
she didn't tell him to /watch/ videos smh
how else was he going to know what kind of kiss that's supposed to be?!?!
not knowing AT ALL instead?!
after she already mentioned it?!?!?! at least he only looked up the kissing and not the Rest
god why
:c he wants to make her happy why else
YOU KNOW WHAT NVM
DSGSKDGKDG WOW........
>:C!!!!
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yeah good
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;n;
'u'
:T
i love you... (unsure)
why the unsure?!
bc
;n;
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