[ Video ] ~ Nautilus the Shipper Strikes Again ~
--but I'm tired!
[The voice function clicks on in the middle of a sentence, and judging by the whine, it's probably Demyx.]
Why're you telling me? Go to bed.
[And that drawl would be Axel, totally unaffected by the whine.]
I'm in bed. And I'd have to move to get to my room.
[The later part of the sentence is muffled, as if something (like a pillow, maybe) is obscuring the sound.]
Too terribly far away, huh? [A pause.] Or are you worried the room's gonna spin out from under you?
...Can the answer be both?
Quite the deadly combination. [He laughs, just a bit, before adding:] Just stay where you are.
Well... yea, that was the plan.
So, shut up and sleep.
[There's some incoherent mumbling from the other, presumably some sort of consent.]
[The video clicks on then (courtesy of Nautilus, judging by the bizarre angle), showing Demyx clinging with his entire body to Axel, who he's laying beside. Axel looks completely unbothered by this, and appears to be paying more attention to the notebook in his hands than to the man snuggling his side.
[That is, until a little sprig of mistletoe appears above Demyx's head. The redhead blinks in surprise, then frowns at the thing.]
I don't need incentive.
[The mistletoe is promptly joined by another. With a huffed sigh, Axel maneuvers Demyx's face until it tilts up just so....
[And then the feed ends. Such a tease, Nautilus.]
[The voice function clicks on in the middle of a sentence, and judging by the whine, it's probably Demyx.]
Why're you telling me? Go to bed.
[And that drawl would be Axel, totally unaffected by the whine.]
I'm in bed. And I'd have to move to get to my room.
[The later part of the sentence is muffled, as if something (like a pillow, maybe) is obscuring the sound.]
Too terribly far away, huh? [A pause.] Or are you worried the room's gonna spin out from under you?
...Can the answer be both?
Quite the deadly combination. [He laughs, just a bit, before adding:] Just stay where you are.
Well... yea, that was the plan.
So, shut up and sleep.
[There's some incoherent mumbling from the other, presumably some sort of consent.]
[The video clicks on then (courtesy of Nautilus, judging by the bizarre angle), showing Demyx clinging with his entire body to Axel, who he's laying beside. Axel looks completely unbothered by this, and appears to be paying more attention to the notebook in his hands than to the man snuggling his side.
[That is, until a little sprig of mistletoe appears above Demyx's head. The redhead blinks in surprise, then frowns at the thing.]
I don't need incentive.
[The mistletoe is promptly joined by another. With a huffed sigh, Axel maneuvers Demyx's face until it tilts up just so....
[And then the feed ends. Such a tease, Nautilus.]