SNUGGLE MEME

[banerry.livejournal.com]

Your characters are now cuddling with whoever comments to them. Have fun with that.

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[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

[Clinging. Symmetrically. ...Yes, this is the closest thing I have to a clinging icon.]

[halfthetrouble]

[Better than any I have! Devit is asleep, by the way. And clinging back. And not shy about it, because he assumes he must be sleeping next to Shito.]

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

[Nuzzling into his shoulder now. Kid's halfway assuming it's Liz, and halfway assuming it's his pillow and he's just too asleep to tell the difference between person and pillow]

[halfthetrouble]

[Devit sighs contentedly and scoots a little closer, nuzzling Kid's hair. So comfy~]

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

Mmn. [Welp, that's definitely not a pillow. But at least it's a nice and cozy and warm not-pillow. Kid's just going to drape himself over Devit now. Nice.]

lmao icon...

[halfthetrouble]

[Ahhh, Devit likes being draped over. *3* He's conscious enough to register the movement, and he smiles to himself, lightly pressing a kiss to what MUST BE HIS BOYFRIEND'S FOREHEAD, because who else's would it be, right]

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

[And because Kid's a "special" child, he is awakened by the fact that the kiss wasn't in the dead center of his forehead. He bolts up and gets ready to bitch Liz and/or Patti and/or... Whoever else this might be -

Oh snap it's Devit. Aaaaaawkward.]

[halfthetrouble]

[Devit is startled awake by the quick movement and bolts upright, too, glancing around in a panic]

Wha's wrong, what happened?!

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

[He has no answer to that, actually. All he knows is that he was cuddling with Devit. andhelikedit But he does have one minor grievance:]

You kissed me off to one side. Do it right this time.

[halfthetrouble]

Eh...? [rubs the remaining sleep from his eyes and turns towards the source of the voice and then HO SHI--] --You?!

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

[very, very slight pouting. That is not the reaction he wanted. At all.]

Excuse me, who did you think I was?

[halfthetrouble]

I don't know, maybe someone like Shito?! Ugh... Why the hell are you even-- wait. [blink] Did you just tell me to kiss you?

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

Isn't he dead? Why would you eve- Nevermind, I don't want to hear whatever explanation you have.

And yes, I did. You kissed my forehead back when you were still half asleep and it was slightly off to the left and I'd like you to fix that.

[halfthetrouble]

I did that because I thought you were-- augh, never mind! I'm not kissing you!

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

...

Please?

[halfthetrouble]

[oh, don't give him that look] What? Are you seriously that pathetic?

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

Yes. It's bothering me. Please, I beg you! [...And don't record it this time B|]

[halfthetrouble]

[cocks an eyebrow at him] You beg me, huh? [smirk] What happens if I say no?

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

Please. [clutching his shoulders now] Please, just... Fix it. [He doesn't know what he'll do if Devit says no, but more than likely, it'll involve a lot of tears.]

[halfthetrouble]

All right, all right! Geez, you're so damn neurotic. [leans forward and... hesitates for a second, then gives Kid a quick kiss on the forehead and quickly pulls away. HERE'S HOPING HE GOT DEAD CENTER.]

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

Sorry... [Well it's not the perfect center, but it's close enough and Kid's willing to bet that Devit probably can't do any better than that.] But thank you. You have very soft lips.

[halfthetrouble]

...I what?

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

...Nothing.

[halfthetrouble]

Eh... right. [suddenly this is awkward. ...well, more awkward. Devit just... sits there.]

[eightofdeath.livejournal.com]

Right. [Kid's picking at a lock of hair, feeling pretty awkward about all this that's going on here.]