Is treating Jun like his property really the right thing to do?
He still lies awake at night sometimes, worrying about whether his selfish love will kill Jun. If Jun got turned into a statue as punishment for not participating in Game 52, Hiyori would never forgive himself. And if he himself turned into a statue, then he'd need someone like Leona to take care of Jun so Jun doesn't turn to stone or succumb to madness from those suit effects.]
Nope, that's not at all what I meant! I was just a bit confused, since you suddenly started talking about "if I wanted to sleep with your Jun!" That's all!
[Although...
Does this mean Leona thinks he's for cuddling, while Jun is for sleeping with? He'd sleep with Jun-kun, but not him? That's how it works?]
[No, no, that can't be right. ... Granted, Jun is cute. And he's a very considerate lover, and even surprisingly romantic at times! And he's built, if you care about that sort of thing. And he's good with his teeth. ... but why would you want to sleep with Jun and not him?? He doesn't need to know, but now he's wondering!]
I guess I'd call it "cuddling you to sleep"!
Is that what you do, though? That's surprisingly cute!
The bed seems a bit too intimate. He decides to compromise by bringing some more pillows to the couch, along with a couple of plushies from the arcade, and a certain quilted blanket. There, all set!]
[ it doesn't take long for him to get up to that floor. he might be lazy but he's not slow when he wants to go places. and he also thinks if he makes hiyori wait too long, he'll get a tongue lashing... which will make the cuddling less fun.
anyway. he knocks on the door. hopefully it's the right one. ]
[It might make the cuddling more fun, depending on one's perspective!
... we can assume he also sent a room number at some point. Just to involve a "wrong door" situation.
When he hears the knock, he thinks briefly about Rinne's knocking habits. How he used to bang out the beat of different Eden songs. It triggers a pang of sadness, just like every other reminder about Rinne. But at least it's been a couple weeks at this point, so there are no tears. He gets up from the couch and opens the door.]
Took you long enough! ♪
[It really didn't take that long.
He pushes the door open winder, letting Leona see into his Rank 8 room. A one-bedroom with elegant furniture, white with decorations in bright, sunny colors. He's been here (and shopped here) long enough to accumulate many possessions, from houseplants to a couple of fancy tea sets. But there are also items belonging to Jun strewn around—pieces of exercise equipment, or a sweatshirt. The couch has the aforementioned blanket, pillows, and stuffed animals on it. There are multiple pairs of shoes and an extra set of slippers by the door. Jun's slippers.]
Welcome to my humble abode! Or I guess I should say "our humble abode." Just call it the House of Eve...♪
[ ough. he sounds cheery? upbeat, optimistic... and it came with that chiding that he thought would happen regardless of how on time he was. what does time mean anyway? days and nights go by and leona is still cognizant of the fact that the only thing that truly matters are the people who abide by the rules of the resort. so to be stepping into hiyori and jun's shared place feels nice. it's different. he's not sure if he'd want this to become routine. ]
I don't think I'm gonna call it either of those things.
[ but he does find it very interesting (to put it mildly)--- it looks like a nice room. decorated well. it makes him wonder if he should put any effort into his own. after kicking his sandals off, he takes slow steps towards the couch while his eyes wander and linger on the things that probably belong to each of its inhabitants. ]
Pretty cute though, if that's what you were aimin' for.
[ and then he sits down on the couch, immediately sinking into it. ough. ]
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your bedroom. or mine.
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Very well! My room has more space, so you'll just have to come to the 8th floor.
I should probably tell you ahead of time that Jun-kun isn't here at the moment, though. Just in case you were hoping to see him.
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if i wanted to sleep with your jun, i'd ask him individually. i want you instead.
[ he is regretting this ]
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................. wait.
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Is treating Jun like his property really the right thing to do?
He still lies awake at night sometimes, worrying about whether his selfish love will kill Jun. If Jun got turned into a statue as punishment for not participating in Game 52, Hiyori would never forgive himself. And if he himself turned into a statue, then he'd need someone like Leona to take care of Jun so Jun doesn't turn to stone or succumb to madness from those suit effects.]
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Leona-kun! Leona-kun!
Could it be you thought "cuddling" was an euphemism for something?
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why would i waste my time being indirect about what i want?
if we cuddle, we cuddle.
if we fuck, we fuck.
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[..............]
When you said "I want you," you meant "I want to cuddle you!"
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[ ... ]
would you rather have something more than that?
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[Although...
Does this mean Leona thinks he's for cuddling, while Jun is for sleeping with? He'd sleep with Jun-kun, but not him? That's how it works?]
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or... the right amount... ]
if we were cuddling and i fell asleep, would you call it cuddling or sleeping?
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I guess I'd call it "cuddling you to sleep"!
Is that what you do, though? That's surprisingly cute!
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eh
i dunno you'd have to ask the people i've been with already
but i don't mind having another warm body to rest with
as long as i have say on how i position
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... not that it matters, of course!]
I thought you said you didn't like when people kiss and tell!
But I'm always warm, so that's fine! You can come to my room on the 8th floor whenever you feel like cuddling.
Or me and Jun-kun's room, that is. He's been living here since May! But like I said, he's not home right now!
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right now then?
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i'm heading up there now.
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[And now to awkwardly sit on the couch and wait.
... should they cuddle on the couch?
The bed seems a bit too intimate. He decides to compromise by bringing some more pillows to the couch, along with a couple of plushies from the arcade, and a certain quilted blanket. There, all set!]
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[ it doesn't take long for him to get up to that floor. he might be lazy but he's not slow when he wants to go places. and he also thinks if he makes hiyori wait too long, he'll get a tongue lashing... which will make the cuddling less fun.
anyway. he knocks on the door. hopefully it's the right one. ]
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... we can assume he also sent a room number at some point. Just to involve a "wrong door" situation.
When he hears the knock, he thinks briefly about Rinne's knocking habits. How he used to bang out the beat of different Eden songs. It triggers a pang of sadness, just like every other reminder about Rinne. But at least it's been a couple weeks at this point, so there are no tears. He gets up from the couch and opens the door.]
Took you long enough! ♪
[It really didn't take that long.
He pushes the door open winder, letting Leona see into his Rank 8 room. A one-bedroom with elegant furniture, white with decorations in bright, sunny colors. He's been here (and shopped here) long enough to accumulate many possessions, from houseplants to a couple of fancy tea sets. But there are also items belonging to Jun strewn around—pieces of exercise equipment, or a sweatshirt. The couch has the aforementioned blanket, pillows, and stuffed animals on it. There are multiple pairs of shoes and an extra set of slippers by the door. Jun's slippers.]
Welcome to my humble abode! Or I guess I should say "our humble abode." Just call it the House of Eve...♪
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I don't think I'm gonna call it either of those things.
[ but he does find it very interesting (to put it mildly)--- it looks like a nice room. decorated well. it makes him wonder if he should put any effort into his own. after kicking his sandals off, he takes slow steps towards the couch while his eyes wander and linger on the things that probably belong to each of its inhabitants. ]
Pretty cute though, if that's what you were aimin' for.
[ and then he sits down on the couch, immediately sinking into it. ough. ]
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