Sticks & Bones // IC Inbox

[lotusflower]

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❝ This world is dark. It's hard to breathe here. But that time... when I tried laughing like you... it seemed like it got a little easier. ❞

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[lotusflower]

I didn't ask you to sit in my fucking lap—?!

[Don't! Say that! He doesn't want you in his lap (he super wants you in his lap) that's a WEIRD fucking thing to say!

Ugh. He really hasn't hugged anyone since Johnny fucking tackled him, and before that it was Alma... Allen is so small. Small and squeezy. Kanda... can't help it, he wraps his arms around Allen after a slow moment because he's SOFT.

Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh.]

...feeling better? [your chin is on top of his head?]

[godsfavourite]

Mmh.

[ Much! Turns out physical affection is how to calm down your Allens. They need at least one hug a month or they will wither and die. Please care for your Allens. This is a PSA. ]

You're so tense. It's okay to relax sometimes.

[lotusflower]

I relax when I meditate.

[Kanda, please, your back. Your back cannot handle this. Please be normal.]

[godsfavourite]

[ He lets go here, and looks up at Kanda with a much softer expression. His cheeks are still a bit flushed, but he'll blame that on the shouting. ]

Oh, there's a bathhouse! I imagine it works a little bit like a hot spring? Maybe that'll help you relax. I've been meaning to try it out!

[lotusflower]

[300k words mutual pining]

I... guess I could use one. I've been in the woods for two days.

[He thinks two days. It's probably two days.]

...fine.

[godsfavourite]

Brilliant~! I'll go grab some clothes, and Timcanpy! They probably have towels there already?

[ He turns on his heel and gives Kanda a little wave. ]

You get ready, too.