turbo heaven 🌼 chrono

[outdistanced]

this boy's hair is so mystifying

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[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?

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[ 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.

[clockpunk]

[ smiles against his neck. stupid ]

Oh, that's cool. Gettin' close enough works just fine. Charms like that are really about the thought behind it.

[outdistanced]

Mm... if you say so. I wouldn't really know.

[clockpunk]

But you helped anyway.

[ mm. he's quiet for a long moment. ]

...wish you wouldn't worry so much about askin' me things. Even if they're not always nice, the fact you ask at all is good.

[outdistanced]

Because he asked, and I didn't have a reason not to.

[ ...hm? ]

I do ask you things, though.

[clockpunk]

Because you knew how to make a paper rose?

[ a sigh. wording this is hard. ]

Yeah, I just mean... you worry about me a lot. [ curls against him a little more. ] You can ask me anything at all, you know? Stuff you want, stuff you want to know.

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Yeah. Yves showed me how when... [ ah, wait, no. he trails off, leaving that thought unfinished.

hm. this must be about earlier, then? he watches chrono for a moment from his periphery... mostly just his hair ig. ]

I don't know if curiosity is worth making you relive some of the shit you've been through already.

[clockpunk]

[ he stills for a moment, at the unfinished explanation, but then remembers roses and makes a neutral, acknowledging sound. yeah nope that's fine

it's his hair. his face is still tucked away, though laurence might feel a frown. ]

Not like that's stopping it anyway. [ sigh. ] But no, I just mean more... guess it's not really about asking. I'm worried about you too, is all.

[outdistanced]

Maybe not, but still.

[ wait why is this about him now. ]

...What for?

[clockpunk]

[ he's quiet again, for a moment. the thoughts he's trying to word sort of half-manifest, vague senses of care, concern, fondness. ]

Nothing in particular, but I know you don't like people fussin' over you. So I'm just telling you now, that you really can come to me with anything. [ maybe being cuddly just turns him kind of sappy. maybe it's the emotional drain of the day. maybe it was the sight of trust being broken, again. ] Guess it's a little late to say, but. Mm.

[outdistanced]

[ boy he really is being sappy huh. unfortunate how it makes laurence's heart kind of flutter. ]

I know. I trust you with pretty much everything already.

[clockpunk]

[ yeah. he hits a point of exhaustion before actually being sleepy that just makes him kind of like this. he'll angle his head to press a little kiss to laurence's jaw. ]

What d'you wanna do most when everyone's back?

[outdistanced]

[ cute... that makes him smile. ]

Man, I have no idea. A bunch of them asked me to show them the new places, but... maybe it'd be nice to have one of those parties with everyone again, too?

[clockpunk]

[ loud...

but he nods. it does sound nice, to just have a celebration, once things were a little more figured out perhaps. ]

Maybe somewhere like the park or the garden. Or Italy.

[outdistanced]

You can take a break if you need to.

[ "just leave" is always an option. ]

Italy's so big I'd just have to hope no one gets lost there. But it might be nice, if we even have time for it. Still gotta find Ariel.