Comments | vatheon: → fifth gig | People let me tell you 'bout my best friend

ninthserenade in vatheon

→ fifth gig | People let me tell you 'bout my best friend

Jun 27, 2011 18:43

Characters: gunsights & ninthserenade
Location: Vita 4-4
Time: Start of the curse
Style: starting off in third
Status: Closed
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Waking up before seven should be a crime.

A big one.

Waking up actually feeling annoyed by this should be a crime, too--Wait.

FeelingSitting in bed for a good ten minutes, Demyx simply stares at his wall while he concentrates on the ( Read more... )

xigbar, !curse: twenty one, demyx

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He's a warm hearted person who'll love me till the end gunsights June 27 2011, 23:50:10 UTC

Xigbar is not a very deep sleeper. A quiet call is enough to wake him up. Demyx canonballing into his bed? That takes him right from awake into murderous.

"What the he--" Xigbar's mouth closes with an audible click when he realizes his voice had been harsh with anger; that he was feeling like killing Demyx; that he was feeling. His chest feels oddly tight, too full after a full decade of absence. It feels overwhelming, annoying, amazing.

And for once? Xigbar is speechless.

He's a one boy cuddly toy, my up, my down, my pride and joy ninthserenade June 28 2011, 00:02:01 UTC

As always, he brushes off the harsh tone with an even bigger grin, opting to bounce on his knees while he still holds onto Xigbar's shoulders. Normally Demyx would apologize after doing something so heartless but this wasn't the time for that silly stuff.

Like Xigbar, he's silent. Waiting for a reaction.

People let me tell you 'bout him he's so much fun gunsights June 28 2011, 00:15:04 UTC

Finally after a few moments, Xigbar reacted. Slapping one hand over his face, he drags it down heavily, grinding out a growly irritated -- actually irritated-- sigh. His hair is a mess, falling fall loose around his shoulders, escaping his hair tie. "Oh someone shoot me now."

Whether we're talkin' man to man ninthserenade June 28 2011, 00:24:32 UTC

That earns a soft laugh and a tug to the hand on his face. "Nope," he begins, already trying to pull Xigbar into a sitting position, "You're just cranky 'n you don't know what you're talkin' about." He'd fuss over how messy his own hair was later. He just needed to make sure that Xigbar wouldn't fall back asleep if he left the room. "Up! Be happy!"

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