[Considering his day consisted of getting alcohol bottles thrown at him, finding a crutch in the forest to use as a weapon, had his pirate ship crash into said forest, had to dig up an empty grave, and then couldn't even get ramen right? Yeah. Tired's a pretty good word for it. It's only exacerbated by the sleepy guy that's currently making himself a pillow out of Ryuji, and even if he had wanted to leave (spoiler: he didn't), he's not sure he'd be able to get out of the grasp to begin with (spoiler the second: he doesn't want to). Part of him wants to ask if his flatmate would mind him staying over, but then again, he's pretty sure that personally speaking? Personally, strictly from a person who's about ten minutes from falling asleep himself, he figures it'll work out alright.
...Provided they don't get woken up by a en edgelord looking to create a palace of cardboard for his hamnagerie.
Ryuji tries to wiggle his uninjured hand back to freedom, so that he can do two things: get them in a horizontal position where they can resume octopus'ing the hell out of each other, and make it smooth enough that it doesn't cause a ton of disturbance to this otherwise nice kind of thing they have going. So he'll do that; he'll do the thing, and try not to stab his boyfriend with his collarbone in the process.]
Yeah. [He didn't really need to confirm anything here, but he figures Dave wouldn't mind hearing it. He tries dragging Dave's pillow under his head, and notices almost immediately that it doesn't smell like him yet. One of the downsides of starting over, he guesses.]
Got a feeling... you're gonna be in my dreams again tonight.
[It's not a big revelation, but many of them had Dave in them as it was. And when they're situated with him still up against his shoulder, he shifts a bit so that for a while, until he's too tired to do so, he can idly rake his fingers through his hair. It might not be an immediate sleep, he still has a few things on his mind and it's impossible to calm down completely until those competing things stop vying for his attention, but for the time being, he can lay there and just feel how nice it is to have the weight of someone else on him.]
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...Provided they don't get woken up by a en edgelord looking to create a palace of cardboard for his hamnagerie.
Ryuji tries to wiggle his uninjured hand back to freedom, so that he can do two things: get them in a horizontal position where they can resume octopus'ing the hell out of each other, and make it smooth enough that it doesn't cause a ton of disturbance to this otherwise nice kind of thing they have going. So he'll do that; he'll do the thing, and try not to stab his boyfriend with his collarbone in the process.]
Yeah. [He didn't really need to confirm anything here, but he figures Dave wouldn't mind hearing it. He tries dragging Dave's pillow under his head, and notices almost immediately that it doesn't smell like him yet. One of the downsides of starting over, he guesses.]
Got a feeling... you're gonna be in my dreams again tonight.
[It's not a big revelation, but many of them had Dave in them as it was. And when they're situated with him still up against his shoulder, he shifts a bit so that for a while, until he's too tired to do so, he can idly rake his fingers through his hair. It might not be an immediate sleep, he still has a few things on his mind and it's impossible to calm down completely until those competing things stop vying for his attention, but for the time being, he can lay there and just feel how nice it is to have the weight of someone else on him.]