[ ...that's weird, Jian Yi. That's really weird. Aomine might be able to live with being used as a bed, but he's not going to hold his hand until he falls asleep! ]
fine but only cuz i want to go back to bed and if itll get u to stop botherin me then fine
Amoine grumbles the entire way he wanders down the hall in just the shorts he was wearing to bed to Jian Yi's room, shoving the door open as soon as he gets there. The slippers he had slid on get left in the doorway as he steps inside, remembering briefly to lock the door behind him, scratching at his lower stomach as he wanders back toward where the bedroom is. The layouts are all identical, anyway.
He steps into the room, squinting into the darkness. ]
[The room is dark, a light from the closed bathroom door the only source of visibility. Piled with too many blankets, there's no way to discern just what is going on in bed.
For a moment, there's silence.
And then rustling, the lumps under the sheet moving and shrinking.
Once he's sprawled out, Jian Yi bolts upright, eyes wide and hair disheveled.] Hey. [He'd... almost fallen asleep.
[ No. Wide awake is bad. Wide awake is the exact opposite of what Aomine wants right now. He just wants to drop on that bed and go back to sleep.
Granted, he's glad he didn't make the trek all the way down here only for the stupid ass to be sound asleep, but still!
Aomine yawns and slips through the room and lifts an edge of the blankets so that he can climb into the bed, rolling over and immediately taking up half of it. ]
[ Granted, there had been a little mention of doing something to tire him out but Aomine just wants to go back to sleep.
He grumbles quietly as Jian Yi makes himself comfortable practically on top of him and he lets out a sigh, steeling himself for a night of half of his body going numb. ]
[ He's still talking. Aomine lets out a sigh as he stares upward at the ceiling, his eyebrows creasing together slightly at the question. Slept with? ]
Do you mean, like, slept with? Or slept with?
[ Because those are two way different conversations. ]
[Jian Yi can't see Aomine's face - and really he doesn't care to. He'll just scoot a little closer to his bedmate, pressing the crown of his head into the other's arm to steal some of his warmth.]
Like... a time your dick was out. [His own crude explanation makes him laugh.]
[ This is... weird. Not terrible, maybe, but it's definitely weird. He's never cuddled anyone, and he isn't about to make a habit out of it, but he can get why people might like it. ]
I dunno. Few days ago, probably?
[ He hasn't exactly been marking the calendar on the days he gets laid, you know.
And also it's probably not accurate. He hasn't been putting himself out there as much as he thought he would. ]
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my tummy hurt
i dont want that
why dont you come knock me out（ゝ。∂）
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and how would u want me to do that
probs shouldnt just punch u in the face
[ even if it's really tempting right now ]
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Jian Yi doesn't know either, honestly, but he's fine with the idea of propositioning-]
a punch is no good!
you have to come help me sleep
by holding my hand
or letting me lay on you!!
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fine
but only cuz i want to go back to bed and if itll get u to stop botherin me then fine
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but thats not likely]
alright heres my address
hurry up hurry up im gonna unlock the door now so if you take too long someone weird might come in
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Amoine grumbles the entire way he wanders down the hall in just the shorts he was wearing to bed to Jian Yi's room, shoving the door open as soon as he gets there. The slippers he had slid on get left in the doorway as he steps inside, remembering briefly to lock the door behind him, scratching at his lower stomach as he wanders back toward where the bedroom is. The layouts are all identical, anyway.
He steps into the room, squinting into the darkness. ]
You in here or what.
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For a moment, there's silence.
And then rustling, the lumps under the sheet moving and shrinking.
Once he's sprawled out, Jian Yi bolts upright, eyes wide and hair disheveled.] Hey. [He'd... almost fallen asleep.
But he's wide awake now!]
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Granted, he's glad he didn't make the trek all the way down here only for the stupid ass to be sound asleep, but still!
Aomine yawns and slips through the room and lifts an edge of the blankets so that he can climb into the bed, rolling over and immediately taking up half of it. ]
Alright. Go to sleep.
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But that's fine, Jian Yi flops sideways, laying half across Aomine with his head resting in the crook of his neck.]
Mmmn, I can't yet. You just got here... [A small, petulant little kick that thuds on the covers.]
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[ Granted, there had been a little mention of doing something to tire him out but Aomine just wants to go back to sleep.
He grumbles quietly as Jian Yi makes himself comfortable practically on top of him and he lets out a sigh, steeling himself for a night of half of his body going numb. ]
To sleep, I mean.
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A little chatter and he'll probably nod off with ease.
Right now, he's still too happy to have company to settle down.] Yeah, yeah... but!
First, tell me about the last person you slept with. [Time to swap stories - a requirement of all real sleepovers.]
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[ He's still talking. Aomine lets out a sigh as he stares upward at the ceiling, his eyebrows creasing together slightly at the question. Slept with? ]
Do you mean, like, slept with? Or slept with?
[ Because those are two way different conversations. ]
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Like... a time your dick was out. [His own crude explanation makes him laugh.]
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I dunno. Few days ago, probably?
[ He hasn't exactly been marking the calendar on the days he gets laid, you know.
And also it's probably not accurate. He hasn't been putting himself out there as much as he thought he would. ]
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So he just slings a leg up over Aomine's waist.]
Oh?? Oh? Who were you with? Was he nice? [Assumes a man because... that's been his norm.]