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Yasusada

I'd rather be doing kendo

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[sharplydressed]

[WELL HE'S NOT going to refute it honestly because he thought that in particular was pretty stupid, too. Just because he gets where Baren's coming from doesn't mean he doesn't sometimes think it's entirely idiotic...

But he'll let that thread of discussion rest, since he'd much rather focus on Yasusada right now, anyway. The weight of him so close is a constant - and needed - reminder that the nightmare of the last three weeks is finally, finally over. They made it through, even separated. And that's a lot.]

'Cause you'd live in your bed if you could, duh.

[Only rolling out for kendo practice - that'd probably be an ideal life for Yasusada. He huffs, half amused, and presses his lips to the top of Yasusada's head.]

You can sleep as long as you want this time, though. I'll make something good for breakfast when we get up, even if it's like, nine at night. Pro-mise.

[A little celebration is fine, too.]

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So if I live in your bed instead, it's fine... I see...

[IS HE TEASING NOW or is he seriously considering it this way?? THE WORLD WILL NEVER KNOW.

Either way, he's apparently content with his newfound captivity, since he doesn't move.]

Hm, you didn't forget how to cook while I was gone? I'm impressed. [Okay, now he's teasing.]

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[Look... Yes. Kashuu doesn't have to make sense or be fair!! When is he ever either of those things, anyway!

He also flicks Yasusada's forehead at that, albeit lightly.]

Jerk. You're gonna end up making your own special breakfast at this rate.

[Untrue... Even if he looks huffy, he's glad to be able to settle back into normalcy with Yasusada.]

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[He is a jerk, and he's laughing... or he would be, if he had the strength for it. He doesn't try to hide his smile, though.]

You'd better be prepared to carry me around while I do, then. [HIS FOOT HATES HIM KASHUU have you forgotten already, gosh!! Rude.

He quiets down for a minute, then, and while he still doesn't open his eyes or move in any way, it's clear from his demeanor that he's settling down for real.

When he speaks again, it's soft, a quiet admission protected by this fragile peace.]

...I love you too. [He knows it's unnecessary to say it out loud, knows that Kashuu already knows it perfectly well, but still.] More than anything.

[sharplydressed]

You can walk yourself if you're gonna insult my cooking!

[No, he's definitely going to spoil Yasusada with breakfast in bed, since he knows (or is at least pretty sure) that he'll wake up first.

This softness is really welcome, though. What a butthead, daring to be so adorable... There's a little laugh, feather-light, and he smooths down Yasusada's hair one final time.]

Go to sleep already, would you?

[Before he has the chance to get tsun, dammit.]