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our house
Who: Lea and Riku
When: Wednesday 11December
Where: Casa de Bro
What: It's move-in day! And the boys manage to find a way to make it awkward.
Warnings: Awkward dorks.
Lea whistled appraisingly as he stepped through the doorway of the attached apartment.
"Guess these dog breeders do pretty well for themselves, huh?" he asked blandly, turning to investigate the coat closet behind the door. It was a spacious place, fully furnished and everything, and Lea was kind of excited about it. No more bunking with strangers, no more closed metal hallways or canned air. "Oh look, there's even a couch!"
He crossed the living room and flopped backwards onto the sofa with a peaceful sigh, folding his arms behind his head.
"Yeah, I think I could get used to this place," he said. "I'll figure out something to bring in some income too, so you don't have to be such a workaholic." He waved a hand then. "I know you're still going to be. The difference is it'll just be of your own volition and not out of obligation to make ends meet."
When: Wednesday 11December
Where: Casa de Bro
What: It's move-in day! And the boys manage to find a way to make it awkward.
Warnings: Awkward dorks.
Lea whistled appraisingly as he stepped through the doorway of the attached apartment.
"Guess these dog breeders do pretty well for themselves, huh?" he asked blandly, turning to investigate the coat closet behind the door. It was a spacious place, fully furnished and everything, and Lea was kind of excited about it. No more bunking with strangers, no more closed metal hallways or canned air. "Oh look, there's even a couch!"
He crossed the living room and flopped backwards onto the sofa with a peaceful sigh, folding his arms behind his head.
"Yeah, I think I could get used to this place," he said. "I'll figure out something to bring in some income too, so you don't have to be such a workaholic." He waved a hand then. "I know you're still going to be. The difference is it'll just be of your own volition and not out of obligation to make ends meet."
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Was it selfish? It wasn't as if he didn't want Lea to be here in his own right; sure, he'd like to share, but... there was always the possibility that he'd do something and chase him into the living room. (Heck, he might do that if Lea was a jerk, anyhow. Which he was guaranteed to be.)
"Okay," he pushed himself to say, feeling shyer than he had before. His hands dropped to his sides, gripping into the underside of his chair as he gave another spin, this time lazier. "As long as you're not doing it just to shut me up."