soft hours

[siriusly]

Who: Kazuma, Manabu, Ryunosuke
What: it's good ol fashioned hurt/comfort baybee
When: early May
Where: Crenshaw house

Content Warnings: bodily injuries

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[truerevival]

I believe that's why we were part of a team, yes. Encountering things here alone...it's unconscionable. [He sighs, settling back against the bed he was propped up in and closing his eyes.] Still, Ryuu isn't likely to be happy with either of us. And he'll hover, and fret. Just watch.

[siriusly]

He doesn't really...have to worry about me. This isn't even the worst it's been. He knows. He-- [Manabu clams up, feeling a chill run up his spine with some alarm. maybe Ryunosuke already talked about that with Kazuma? about him getting killed, how that messed him up for a while.

...not really the impression he'd like to have in anyone's mind if he could help it, really.]

[truerevival]

[The way he cuts himself off has Kazuma peeking over at him again. Right, Ryunosuke had mentioned something, briefly, about death here--Manabu's specifically, if he could recall.]

It doesn't matter. He'll worry regardless because he cares about you and what happens to you. It's how he is.

[siriusly]

...

[Manabu hesitates, but ultimately murmurs a sound of acknowledgement, because Kazuma's not wrong, just...it feels weird to hear out loud. it feels weird, Kazuma acknowledging that Manabu matters to his friend - like there's some way Manabu's supposed to act in light of all this, but he truly doesn't know how.

weird...

...]

...! [his omni distracts him, gives him an excuse to disengage for a beat and stare at it.]

...A...aa. He says he's on his way.

[truerevival]

Then I--[He punctuates the start of his statement by getting more comfortable. If he could dramatically flop backward without injuring himself further, he would.]--am going to sit back, wait, and get some last minutes of peace before he lectures and mother-hens us both.

[siriusly]

[Kazuma does that, but Manabu doesn't, because he's Manabu. they'll find themselves hobbling off to the lantern and back to Crenshaw soon enough anyway, with the both of them deposited in comfy spots at Ryunosuke's discretion.

while he and Manabu are off being soft and gooey over in the other room, Kazuma...is Not alone. because while he was asked to take it easy before Ryunosuke can come in and help him out, Magnet is here to be completely helpful in all ways.

by which to say once Kazuma's carefully sat down, the dog hops up and starts traipsing around the remainder of the bed and nosing at him, just all up in his business.]

[truerevival]

[Kazuma will never admit it, but he can hear several snippets of conversation through the thin walls. Okay, he may tease Ryunosuke about it a little. But it still causes an odd spike in his chest, a jealous heat--and well, that was natural wasn't it? To have some jealousy when attention is directed somewhere else after you've been used to being a key focus of it before?

He'd have to analyze that later. Because apparently having Manabu occupied meant he had Magnet for company.]

Feeling ignored too?

[Oh. Was that too bitter? Sorry Magnet, you'll get subjected to that several times up until this boy becomes a bit more snakey.]

[siriusly]

[is it bitter? hmm. what a shame that omens are a bit more keen to emotional nuance than actual dogs. that remark gets a little grunt and a nose booping his face. it's okay, bud. kind of.

look, even keen dogs can't fix every problem - they can only commiserate.]

[truerevival]

[Keen dog or not, overly aware omen or not, Kazuma is all too welcoming to Magnet. Commiseration earns pets and lots of them.

Fair warning: He may or may not end up falling asleep. Calming actions like petting a dog does that.]