turbo heaven 🌼 chrono

[outdistanced]

this boy's hair is so mystifying

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[outdistanced]

Probably. But it's something to look forward to, anyway. Letters really aren't the same.

[ gives him an amused look. ]

What're you being so weird about it for? It's not like we haven't done that before. [ granted. taair has been there most of the time, and then they'd passed out for the one time they were really alone. ] I don't mind. We can make it comfortable.

[ might be better if the bed was bigger, though... well, anyway, ]

[clockpunk]

Is it weird that I'll kind of miss mail day anyway?

[ okay now he's blushing. stupid ]

It's different asking!! And this is your room, with your own bed, so-- [ ah. hm. ] We could... give it a go?

[outdistanced]

Mm... I don't know. I kind of started to look forward to it and I've never even had "mail" before this.

[ half-shrugs. you get used to things.

and he did not even realize that thought was being shared. hm. he pulls his arm back a bit without thinking about it, a little embarrassed and betrayed by his own mind. ] I... If you're okay with it...?

[clockpunk]

I think God should give us interdimensional mail once we go back. Least they could do after all this shit.

[ oh no you don't. he's reaching out to grab that wrist back and bite back his own embarrassment to even the self-betrayal there. hookay. ]

Laurence I have debated asking you like the last three times I was in here.

[outdistanced]

That or texting at the very least.

[ ah... caught... and now it's his turn to go a little pink. ]

You... wait, seriously?

[clockpunk]

Maybe we can keep our phones.

[ he should get his screen fixed... ]

Yes, seriously? [ wow. stupid ] You think I'd prefer the floor over you?

[outdistanced]

Guess we've still got a week to figure it out.

[ but this... he groans and leans against chrono again lightly. ]

I don't know, man! I haven't really thought about it! [ hhhh ] But... if you want. It's fine with me.

[clockpunk]

I'll argue with God. Not scared of 'em.

[ sighs so deeply, mostly at himself, before dipping to press a kiss to laurence's temple and loop the arm around his waist, this time.

i thought about it, ]

I do want to. Good.

[outdistanced]

Yeah, I know you will.

[ has not forgotten his insistence on fighting god a few weeks ago, ]

...Okay. Good.

[ awkward little idiot. but he's... happy? pleased with this outcome. so he shifts to steal a quick kiss. ]

Just lemme get the extra blankets, I guess?

[clockpunk]

[ that's still on the table if there's even a tiny bit of reason to!!!

ah? the kiss flusters him a little, very cute...?? it's really nice when laurence reacts like this, like he realises that he's allowed to have things he didn't even consider. ]

Um. Yeah. I'm gonna go... get changed? Take the cup back down?

[ why is he wording everything as a question?? he'll stand, shuffle out the room with a little reluctance. ]

[outdistanced]

[ giving him an amused look as he gets up. ]

Alright. I'm not going anywhere.

[ time to make this the coziest bed he's ever had ]

[clockpunk]

[ this is a speedrun attempt in motion; down the stairs, mug into the dishwasher (still too fussy to just leave it in his room), back up, into his (yes, empty) room, changed into a loose shirt and shorts.

and back. record time. totally unflustered, please ignore the fact that his shirt is inside-out. ]

Hey.

[outdistanced]

[ buddy. it doesn't take long to fix up the bed so he's just vibing by the time chrono's back and just. looks at him and laughs. ]

Is your shirt inside out?

[ no he will not leave it alone ]

[clockpunk]

[ he's uncomprehending for a moment, head tilted, before glancing down and sure enough. ]

--damn it.

[ facing away modestly to take it off and flip it right side out!! look it's been a long day. ]

[outdistanced]

[ not the modesty after curfew. unfortunately laurence really does find it funny, and kind of cute? but he won't prod too hard about it after what happened earlier.

he's still sitting on the bed checking his phone for any updates now that it's extra cozy but he sets that aside for now. ]

You sure you're okay...?

[ he's clearly out of it. ]

[clockpunk]

[ all of this is extra stupid after curfew.

anyway with that fixed. he's kind of stuck for a second. so instead of answering the question normally, chrono fidgets before just... like...

walking over, climbing onto the bed, wrapping his arms around laurence's shoulders, and pulling him back with the motion while simultaneously tucking his face into his neck. ]

[outdistanced]

[ not quite the answer he was expecting, but he doesn't resist at all. he shifts easily to accommodate with a sigh, slipping his own arms back around chrono's waist. ]

Sorry, Chrono. [ softly. ] We don't have to talk or anything.

[ they can just chill here if he wants. ]

[clockpunk]

Don't apologise.

[ muffled

he shifts his hold, rearranges them a bit. it's not really a sleeping hold, yet, but a comfortable one anyway. seems he's been anxious about cuddling. ]

I still want to talk. Or listen, maybe.

[outdistanced]

[ honestly as long as it's comfortable, laurence can't being himself to care that much. ]

About what?

[ he's not sure he has much to say, personally, but. maybe there's something. ]

[clockpunk]

I don't know. It's better hearing you talk, though.

[ plainly. he sighs, and draws in even closer. much better than the floor, but today was horrid, so. ]

Can you... tell me somethin' nice you did with someone else?

[outdistanced]

[ ah... he ignores the sudden warmth in his face to look up at the ceiling with a thoughtful hum. ]

We haven't done it yet, but... Taair and I were talking about going to pick up some flowers for everyone returning tomorrow. Just something extra to welcome them back with, I guess.

I did help Fidelio make a good luck charm earlier.

[clockpunk]

Mm. That sounds like a really good idea. It's nice that you guys think of this stuff.

[ a breath. his arms loosen a little, moving to drape more loosely across laurence's chest, legs shifting to hook one pair of their ankles together. ]

What was the charm made of?

[outdistanced]

It's really not my usual thing... Some of them might appreciate it, though.

[ then again he's also just not used to dealing with death. or he wasn't before here. ]

It was just a paper rose, but he said he was going to cover it in sand, too. I think Yves told him to ask me for help with it.

[clockpunk]

Think everyone'll appreciate it. It's thoughtful.

[ he kept the amaryllis in the back of his sketchpad until it started to break down. the imprint it left on the paper is... somewhere. ]

In sand...? Why sand?

[outdistanced]

It's nothing that special, but if they like it.

[ maybe he's just a little flustered. idiot. ]

Because because the charm is supposed to be a sand rose, apparently. A rock that looks like a rose, but he said they're rare, so paper would work just as well.