... [ a sigh that's more amused than aggravated as she leans back against the wall, likely bringing Akira with her. If she's going to let him snag her shoulder, she might as well settle in and valiantly not think about how it feels like he's slightly cuddling. ]
I'm not going to sit here forever, you know. Sure you want to spend your pillow time talking?
[thankfully for Rion, who is probably extremely bored by now, Akira doesn't sleep much longer than forty-five minutse]
[by the time he jolts awake, inhaling sharply as the world suddenly comes back into focus, he's pretty much slumped bonelessly against her side. he pushes himself up immediately thought, stifling a yawn as he scrubs at one eye]
However, Rion, in her quest to be a good, unmoving pillow and also due to a variety of factors that mostly involve dealing with a ton of dust storms and hauling heavy robots back to the station-- is not awake at the moment.
It's impossible to tell just when she'd drifted off, but as soon as Akira shoots upright, she immediately sags to the side. ]
[Akira is aware enough to realize she's slumping, and one hand shoots out to catch her by the shoulder so she doesn't, you know. flop uncomfortably onto the bench. or wake up! he blinks at her groggily a few times, even though all he can really see is the crown of her head, covered in pink hair as it is. there's a moment's pause, before. . .]
[. . . he smiles. a tiny, soft thing, surprisingly warm and fond compared to his usual mischievous grins and sharp smirks. he lets out a silent, breathless huff, and shifts to lay her head on his shoulder next. his own thunks up against the wall, eyes slipping shut]
[if she's still asleep, then he might as well repay the favor. right?]
[ All of the shifting and movement makes her stir-- but for no longer than a second, and Rion isn't even registering what's going on beyond feeling a sense of warmth and comfort. Kind of like a pillow, so she instinctively nuzzles into it and with no more than a small, drowsy murmur, falls right back into total unconsciousness.
That is, Kou's definitely not meaning to walk in on them, but sometimes you've got a teammate who's been missing for a bit, and while Kou's not really the sort to shoot her a lot of messages or fret overly much...he's definitely looking for her? Of course he is.
It's just.
That he wasn't expecting to walk in on this.]
He-- [...y.......... Hey.....
Never mind.
He cuts himself off abruptly, mouth opening and then closing, eyebrow arching. Well then!! Rion told him about her crush, but it seems like things are going well on that front? Probably? This seems pretty crush-like to him, if he had to say.]
[UNFORTUNATELY, it's pretty impossible to do that without dropping him. and she moves so quickly that there's no way he doesn't register the movement. FORTUNATELY, he catches himself and remains upright, even though he's kind of. blinking at Kou dimly now, like he hasn't quite registered he's there yet]
H. . . huh?
[but then it clicks, and he blinks a few more times before covering his mouth with a yawn]
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I'm not going to sit here forever, you know. Sure you want to spend your pillow time talking?
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[sass forever]
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On a scale of one to ten, how nice are you feeling?
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[ Ah, friendship. ]
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[HM]
Yeah, I'll sleep.
[despite his teasing, he is pretty tired. he further adds--]
If it gets uncomfortable, just shove me away.
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[ Rather-- ]
If you get too uncomfortable, let me know.
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[okay, despite his sass, it sounds like his exhaustion is catching up to him. he's cozy and comfortable, and Rion is warm, so. . .]
[it doesn't take him too long to drift off]
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Which is fine. She'll stay still and let him sleep-- for a lot longer than forty-five minutes, as it turns out. ]
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[by the time he jolts awake, inhaling sharply as the world suddenly comes back into focus, he's pretty much slumped bonelessly against her side. he pushes himself up immediately thought, stifling a yawn as he scrubs at one eye]
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However, Rion, in her quest to be a good, unmoving pillow and also due to a variety of factors that mostly involve dealing with a ton of dust storms and hauling heavy robots back to the station-- is not awake at the moment.
It's impossible to tell just when she'd drifted off, but as soon as Akira shoots upright, she immediately sags to the side. ]
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[Akira is aware enough to realize she's slumping, and one hand shoots out to catch her by the shoulder so she doesn't, you know. flop uncomfortably onto the bench. or wake up! he blinks at her groggily a few times, even though all he can really see is the crown of her head, covered in pink hair as it is. there's a moment's pause, before. . .]
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[if she's still asleep, then he might as well repay the favor. right?]
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Sorry, Akira. Give her another hour. ]
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[sure hope someone doesn't walk in on them like this]
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That is, Kou's definitely not meaning to walk in on them, but sometimes you've got a teammate who's been missing for a bit, and while Kou's not really the sort to shoot her a lot of messages or fret overly much...he's definitely looking for her? Of course he is.
It's just.
That he wasn't expecting to walk in on this.]
He-- [...y.......... Hey.....
Never mind.
He cuts himself off abruptly, mouth opening and then closing, eyebrow arching. Well then!! Rion told him about her crush, but it seems like things are going well on that front? Probably? This seems pretty crush-like to him, if he had to say.]
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But there she is, your teammate, safe and sound and pillowed. It's better than the floor. It's much better than the floor. ]
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[SAY SOMETHING ELSE, KOU]
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So like.
He's going to stand there indecisively for a bit, and then sigh and rub the back of his head.]
Good grief... [yare yare
If that's not enough to wake them up, he's out-y.]
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Rion at least moves, eyes scrunching more tightly shut for a minute until she opens them to peer blearily at-- oh, huh. ]
Kou-kun...?
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[hi. . . . . .]
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Too late to retreat, so instead he takes refuge in a dry tone.]
Am I interrupting something? I can go.
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[ But then Rion abruptly stops and reaches up, because it feels like there's a light pressure on her head and that's--
Akira's hair. And that means she was resting on...
Well, now she's flushing red and trying to shift herself upright without flat-out dropping Akira. ]
It's not like that!!
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H. . . huh?
[but then it clicks, and he blinks a few more times before covering his mouth with a yawn]
Ah. . . hey, Kou.
[unlike Rion he seems perfectly calm]
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[Hmm...]
Sorry if I was interrupting canoodling.
[Kou.]
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