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[latino_menace]

Ramon grins as they walk back into the flat because...damn, Random hadn't been kidding about being tired. He's leaning on him as they walk through the front door and as soon as they get to the living room, he just flops onto the sofa with an exhausted sigh. He chuckles and leans over to kiss him lightly, then heads to the kitchen.

'You want a

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[underwater_owl]

"Please."

He draps an arm over his eyes, and moans.

"God just kill me."

[latino_menace]

'Oh, you big drama queen.' He heads back in carrying a couple of scotch's, pausing only to kick his shoes off before handing one over and sitting down next to him. 'Can't have been that bad.'

[underwater_owl]

"Says the man who can breathe." He rubs a complaining hand up his ribs, and grabs the scotch.

He takes a long sip, chokes, because he's still flat on his back, and sets the glass on the floor.

[latino_menace]

Ramon reaches down, picks up his glass and balances it on the armrest. Then he murmurs a quiet 'C'mere...' gently tugging him over so he's resting against him and he can wrap his arms around him. Then he hands him back his scotch and kisses the side of his head softly. 'Why can't you breathe? What on earth did they have you doing?'