The Bad News Is: You'll Live

[tastes_of_honey]

Now that I'm healed and in less danger of a near death, Brad's gone back to being gruff and snappish but worse because now he's embarrassed he became so emotional and soft over me. I get to feel him working himself up into a righteous rage over how he "wasted" things on me when I wouldn't actually be dying after all and would remember he'd done it

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[cursed_bird]

Crawford is a fool.

[tastes_of_honey]

Yeah. It's nothing new, right? That's a big part of why I feel like such a moron.

[cursed_bird]

::If he can't admit that he needs ye, he does not deserve ye.::

[tastes_of_honey]

::He totally doesn't deserve me.::

::..I just wish I could make him see it that way.::

[killwithmymind]

"You want me to hack his stocks?" Nagi's really been wanting to do this to a Crawford. Maybe this time he'll get to....

[tastes_of_honey]

Sure. Go to town on him.

[killwithmymind]

"Cool!" Nagi's about to run off and get his computer stuff, but he pauses and looks not-exactly-at Schu. "Do you want a hug?"

[tastes_of_honey]

Mmmm. ::not sure what to ask for, since he has some tender bruises on his arms::

[man_of_means]

"I could run up out of nowhere and pants him?"

[tastes_of_honey]

Feel free. Really.

[man_of_means]

"Okee-doke!"

[irrelevant_cat]

-Ritsuka looks like he's about to cry, being that he knows exactly what it feels like to be beaten up by someone you care deeply about-

I'm so sorry -he whispers- Maybe he just doesn't know how to deal with the fear of losing you at the beginning. Um, I'm really happy that you're cured. -Ritsuka lightly tugs on Schuldig's sleeve-

[tastes_of_honey]

::ruffles your hair:: Thanks. I know he doesn't know how to deal with it. It just hurts to be near him when he's like this.

I'm happy to be cured too. No matter how badly he's reacting.

[irrelevant_cat]

It also sounds like he needs a new method of stress relief. Tai Chi, maybe? Or knitting. -semi-purr from the ruffling-

Who's Fluffy?

[tastes_of_honey]

::likes the purr and ruffles more:: The thought of him knitting kills me with hilarity. Tai chi... he's very American. He wants things that feel like he's getting stuff done. Tai chi seems too leisurely for him.

Fluffy's my tiger. I keep him out at a game preserve and visit him since he's way too big and wild to live in an apartment. I could bring him by to meet you. Since I'm a telepath, I can tell him you're okay.