[He almost feels bad about waking Dave up just as he was about to dive over the cliff of consciousness, but it's this sort of stuff he loves just having between the two of them. Talks about nothing, talks about everything. Quiet, honest, simple moments between the two of them, and he's greedy enough to try and placate it with continuing to scratch softly at the back of his head.
Yeah, he's a bit of a dummy, but that's his dummy, who up until pretty recently had a sylladex to stash his shades in when he needed to protect them as he slept. Ryuji can't see his eyes from this angle, not with the way he's lazily smiling into his hair, but he's always adored their tint whenever he sees them.
And, in the attempt to not be a horrible boyfriend and accidentally crush those shades that his best bro had given him, Ryuji will stop for a moment and try to reach out to them and get them over on the nightstand instead. Barring any resistance from Dave, of course- otherwise he won't push and just add a layer of really dumb bullshit to the world of regular people dreaming to the mix.]
Have this recurring one where I'm inside a me-sized hamster ball and Goodbye Kitty is chasin' me around Tokyo, but he's, like... I dunno, 15 feet tall and breathes out these massive lookin' tunas like fire breath.
[Yeah, that's dumb. But the other dreams he has all run the gamut from boring to kind of really shitty. He doesn't know if he's slept with Dave during the ones where he relives his leg getting broken, but it does come up every now and again. Dreams being dreams, though, there's always something off about the entire thing. Like instead of being at school, it'll happen in a shopping mall. Or on the subway and no one cares as it happens. That sort of stuff.]
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Yeah, he's a bit of a dummy, but that's his dummy, who up until pretty recently had a sylladex to stash his shades in when he needed to protect them as he slept. Ryuji can't see his eyes from this angle, not with the way he's lazily smiling into his hair, but he's always adored their tint whenever he sees them.
And, in the attempt to not be a horrible boyfriend and accidentally crush those shades that his best bro had given him, Ryuji will stop for a moment and try to reach out to them and get them over on the nightstand instead. Barring any resistance from Dave, of course- otherwise he won't push and just add a layer of really dumb bullshit to the world of regular people dreaming to the mix.]
Have this recurring one where I'm inside a me-sized hamster ball and Goodbye Kitty is chasin' me around Tokyo, but he's, like... I dunno, 15 feet tall and breathes out these massive lookin' tunas like fire breath.
[Yeah, that's dumb. But the other dreams he has all run the gamut from boring to kind of really shitty. He doesn't know if he's slept with Dave during the ones where he relives his leg getting broken, but it does come up every now and again. Dreams being dreams, though, there's always something off about the entire thing. Like instead of being at school, it'll happen in a shopping mall. Or on the subway and no one cares as it happens. That sort of stuff.]