towerofanimus | [OPEN] I don't wake up early every morning

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[OPEN] I don't wake up early every morning

Characters: [AU1] Eridan Ampora & you!
Setting: Media floor.
Format: I'll start with Action, but I'll match your preference.
Summary: Eridan is taking this whole swapped body really well. Or maybe he's too exhausted to make much a fuss about it. Either or.
Warnings: ...fabulous jadebloods in fabulous skirts?

[Eridan took the whole thing in stride. He couldn't really tell if it was aplomb or just flat out not giving a shit, though. He changed the shirt, put on his spare sunglasses and when he found his pants just wouldn't stay on his new hips, shrugged it off and kept the skirt. It was kinda comfy anyway. So after dropping a line in the network, he made his way to the media room, intent on watching movies until Kanaya saw his message and swung by to talk to him.

Well, that was the idea. Not even halfway through the first one, Eridan fell asleep. So now there's a jadeblood sprawled on a couch, in a very unladylike fashion, wearing an aquarius shirt and a pair of ridiculous sunglasses.

Might be snoring a little, too.]

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[Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you...]

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[...Reasons.]

[Sorry, Ampora, he's not going to say it again.]

[...I had a feeling I was going to be hoisted by my own petard.

Eridan takes one look at Equius expression and shrinks to levels hitherto thought impossible.]

I.

[No. The answer is no. The answer should always be no. Even... even if this is really what it seems, and Equius is not as cruel to make a joke out of it... of course he's not as cruel to make a joke out of it, Ampora, stop thinking mean things, you asshole. But. The answer should be no. That's only gonna end with Equius hurt. Equius doesn't deserve that, no one deserves that, and he can't be that selfish, can he? He's not allowed. He shouldn't.]

...I'd. Like that.

[Good Fi. Smart Fi.]

[Still, he doesn't take himself out of the pathetic little curled position he'd taken up, not at all — as a matter of fact, he's probably gone deeper into it, a futile attempt to nuke all feedback into his brain so that maybe it'll just stop working and he can forget about what just happened.]

[It dawns on him now how great it would be if this conversation just stopped happening, because all of a sudden he's entertaining several thoughts which have not held purchase in his mind for several months, which is — now that he thinks about it — frankly terrifying. How could he have let himself go this much? Was there no scrap of dignity left in him at all? Obviously there wasn't, considering what he'd just said to — to — to a jadeblood...]

[And suddenly, all the guilt and hatred that had not been around for the past couple of months weighed down on him at once, and his voice did not sound strangled for the reasons that Eridan might expect.]

...yeah.

[I do try!

Equius curled up like that always, always does funny things to Eridan's heart. And by funny, we mean painful. He slowly uncurls himself, hands shaking a little as he goes. It's only a few steps from where he's standing to where Equius is sitting, but it feels like it takes him forever to get there. And then he just stands there for a moment, awkward and unsure, stuck in a body not his own and thus emoting way more than he thinks he is. He swallows hard.]

...can I hug you?

[As soon as the couch creaks from Eridan shifting his weight on it, Equius looks up again, appearing far more similar to a small scared animal than he really should after establishing a matespritship. (A matespritship which they're probably not going to even call a matespritship for the next three months. Take that, Karkat!) Only when Eridan asks permission to hug him — well that was considerate — does he really go back to a normal reclining position. And then a sitting position. And then a standing position. And then a that-sure-is-a-pair-of-scrawny-yellowblood-arms-wrapped-around-Eridanaya position.]

[Whoops.]

[It's okay, Eridan's just going to cling to him now. Is that okay? Can we do without the words? Are we done with words here? Because it sure feels like we don't need words now. He just wants a hug and maybe to cling a little because what the fuck did just happen here.]

[Oh god, no, no words. Please no words. At this point, words would only cause more trouble, and of all the things Equius could totally do without for the rest of existence, 'trouble' is on the top of the list. 'Knowing what the fuck just happened here' is up there too.]

[Clingy Eridans, though? Nah, he'll keep them. They're cool. And maybe just scoop them up a bit and rest his chin on their heads, because that's the only thing one can do when hugging a shorty-short-shortie body like Kanaya's.]

[This is a good hug and you are a good person and you should feel good.

Just let him snuggle into Equius' chest and just maybe take a moment to relax into him, because fuck everything, this feels so good.]

[He does feel good, actually. Very good. They should do this more often.]

[Ha ha no, what, getting kind of melty and smiley and derpy in this long and glorious embrace, Equius? Him? Noooo.]

[Somewhere, outside the fourth, fifth and sixth wall, someone took a camera and snapped a picture to put in a horrible coding book stained in blood.

In Animus, Eridan got melty and derpy and a little teary at this long and glorious embraced and owned up to a truth he hadn't dared voice out loud before:]

I missed you.

[And the movies and the cuddling and the playing with hair and you don't understand how much that hurt.]

[fhjkdsfh /chokes--]

[He may not understand exactly, having never experienced the pain of hiatus before, but Eridan wasn't the only one having problems with separation over those four weeks. The amount of shitty movies he had consumed in that period alone could make even John Egbert stagger.]

I missed you too.

[Ooh, here's a good one: and then, when Eridan came back, he was trying to flirt in the most assholeish way possible. Wake-up call of the century right there.]

[Speaking of playing with hair, Equius just casually reaches up and rubs Eridanaya's scalp a bit. Nowhere near the horns, mind you. But Eridan's done it to him enough times that he feels obligated to return the favor, even if it is only once. ~~Hope you weren't feeling too sleepy.~~]

[Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week.

Eridan makes a soft noise as Equius fingers his hair. If it were his own body, he'd be purring like a broken engine, but it's not so it comes out more as a soft, pleasant rumble that's quickly followed by his body relaxing further into Equius' embrace. Maybe a little too much, even, considering how nice this feel and how much it's making him relax and how tired he is and how much he just wants to curl into Equius and sleep.

Which is essentially what will end up happening, at this rate.]

[Okay, look. This is really cute and all. It's great. Equius is actually somewhat enjoying it. But even in Kanaya's body, Eridan will go limp when he falls asleep, and guess who will have to hold him then? Equius. And we all know that his lame noodly arms just can't do that. So he stops with the rubbing and, more reluctantly than he expected, pries Eridan away from his chest.]

Come on. Sit down.

[He doesn't know why Eridan seems to have gotten no sleep in the past week and a half. But he's been there, and one of the times he's been there it was Eridan who humored him sleeping in unfortunate places, so this is the least he can do.]

[Week and a half, try six months and a half. 8) Eridan let's Equius shift him around, fighting so hard to stay awake. It's not the body that's tired, really, because Kanaya is not a moron and actually knows how to take care of herself. It's mostly mental and emotional and he's drained to the point the potential freak out about this whole bodyswap thing just. Never happened.]

'm sorry.

[Because what is an Eridan thread without at least one apology every twenty comments or less.]

No. Nonono.

[This is Equius' eloquent response, which he gives right after that punch to the kokoro. Wow, it's getting really beat up today.]

[He knows that if Eridan falls asleep here, it literally won't do him any good; Equius already had his fun with alternate sleeping spots, and that got him killed. Eridan will feel just as tired when he wakes up. But, uh... if it makes no difference in the end... there's no reason to send him up to bed right now, right? They can totally cross that bridge when they come to it, and in the meantime Equius will watch whatever movie Eridan left in the player.]

Don't apologize. No apologizing, okay? It's okay. Really.

[Belatedly, Equius realizes that he just used the word 'really'. In a context he's actually never used it in before. But which Eridan uses all the time.]

[Go figure.]

...I'm okay.

[Yeah, right. He curls up a little in the couch.]

I just. Need to rest my eyes a little. 's all.

Yeah. Go ahead.

[He squirms around a bit more so that Eridan has more space to stretch out. Not that he really needs it, because presently he's shorter than normal, but you know, whatever.]

...Do you want me to leave?

...if you want to.

[Don't? Please?]

It's okay, though. I'm just. Waitin' for Kan so we can talk. I'll try not to bother you.

[While I sleep. Or pass out. His voice is a little slurry, and he's making a valiant effort to lean on the back of the couch, rather than sprawl on it like he was, when Equius found him the first time.]

[Aaaaand guess who doesn't want to, like, at all? You get three guesses.]

I have nothing to do but watch this movie here... you won't bother me, I don't think.

...'kay.

[So he leans back a little, arms folded into his lap and his knees pulled up, skirt once more falling down low enough to hide his shoes. He tried to keep track of his body that way, but truth is for all he's a very light sleeper, he's a very messy one, too.

There's something soft an unusual in the smile he gives Equius though, which you might want to attribute to sleepiness. Or maybe something else.]

[It's kind of sad how long he stares at that smile. But shortly afterward, he mimics Eridan's position, dangling the remote from one hand and staring at the face he knows is Kanaya's. Somewhere under those features, though, there's someone entirely different, and how interesting is that that even though the facial structure is all wrong, there's still something distinctly Eridan about his smile, more 'Eridan' than he's seen, well... ever.]

[Without even noticing, Equius starts smiling back.]

[And there isn't the slightest hint of awkward.]

[Oh well now, that's just unfair. The lack of awkward, I mean. Eridan drops his eyes to his hands, behind his sunglasses at that smile. And then very slowly he leans in, resting the side of his head against a shoulder.

I'm sorry, Equius, I don't think you understand the clingy monster you've unleashed.]

[Yeah, no, he probably doesn't.Eridan's secret obsessive depths are, at the moment, completely lost on him.]

[...of course, clingy affectionate quadrantmates aren't exactly a foreign concept either. His personal bubble has been invaded countless times by a certain short-statured Tyrian, and even though he'd never been able to return the sentiments with such vigor (she was so small, it just seemed wrong, even if she could easily wipe the floor with him), clinginess is completely within the realm of things he can Deal With as long as there's a heart or diamond involved.]

[Blackrom... no. Blackrom cuddles are just weird. Blackrom in general is just weird. But whatever.]

[Thank you for the unintended Tidestuck related stab in the gut. Sob.

At least, Eridan's trying to contain himself. A little scared, a little awed, a little humbled and too unsure. This isn't... this isn't anything like Jade, that he can just drape himself on her and purr and mock and manhandle her a little because she's a pint-sized tornado of pity and laughter and painful, wonderful things. So he was more reserved, at least for now, and he just settled there, against Equius's side and maybe let his eyes shut close.]

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[OPEN] I don't wake up early every morning

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I like how we're basically going beyond the realm of icons for the rest of this thread

Their love transcends icons? /badum tiss

oh my god /headinhands.gif

You love me.

I do.

I mean, really, who doesn't?

No one I want anything to do with :I

Exactly. <3

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