(Untitled)

[combiplay]

Who: Yamamoto Takeshi & Gokudera Hayato (& Sleep Coma!Tsuna)
Where: Their hotel room apartment.
When: After Gokudera's phone message.
Style: Either
Status: Closed

Comments

[stickinmypants]

This strange hobby was the first thing Gokudera saw upon waking, that and Yamamoto's face, arguably not the best way to wake up.

How long was he out? Gokudera isn't sure, but it looks darker and he's stiff all over. The annoying headache is gone, though, and a quick glance confirms that the Tenth is... well, the same. Nothing changed.

Gokudera frowned mildly, still sleepy-faced. Stretching in situ, he kicked off the blanket and listened to the satisfying popping of bones before sitting up and turning his vaguely moody face on Yamamoto.

"What are you doing?"

[combiplay]

Blinking over at that vaugely moody face, Takeshi proffered a smile and let his hand drop slowly back onto his stomach.

"Ah, making shadow puppets. But they've been kinda bad so far, haha."

Sitting up after saying so, he stretched a little bit, asking, "Did you sleep well?"

[stickinmypants]

"Guess so. Your noise didn't wake me up," Gokudera replied, but he's still too lazy to sling real insults - and it sounds suspiciously fond. But the face he's making is still grumpy Gokudera, debating a second before getting up.

"What time is it?" he asks, grabbing his toothbrush and pushing a hand back through his mishapen hair.

[combiplay]

"Uh..." He looks outside first, as if that will tell him... and then turns to look at the clock, instead. "Six pm."

Because Gokudera is still sleepy, and his hair is kind of adorably lopsided, and he folded his shirts, Takeshi decided maybe he should take advantage of the good mood.

"I'll make some tea."

He got up, and when passing his friend, dipped slightly to kiss his bed head quickly; too fast to get any recoil, should Hayato decide to strike, haha.