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[musubi]

Good, you got that out of your system.

Now you're not allowed to say it again for the next few hours.

[ledbythewind]

[The apology is actually for more than just the accidental squishing, but there isn't a chance in hell that he's going to say "I'm sorry for falling in love with you" out loud.]

And if I do?

[musubi]

Then I will start deducting points.

[ledbythewind]

I would claim that you're being too harsh, but I think I deserve it this time.

[He settles his chin into a comfortable position on Isamu's shoulder, smiling against his hair.]

It's strange-- somehow it's much easier for me to be honest when I'm around you. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad one.

[musubi]

Don't see how it could be bad. I'm just that charming, after all.

[ledbythewind]

I don't think I can argue with that either.

[musubi]

Good! Because that would be rude.

[ledbythewind]

[He laughs a little, then is quiet for a moment.]

Thank you for protecting me out there. I really mean that.

[musubi]

Heh... I was only trying to do what you do all the time.

[ledbythewind]

[Okay, Richard is definitely glad Isamu can't see his face right now, because it might be turning just the slightest bit pink.]

That isn't something you need to thank me for-- it's just what you do when you care about someone.

[musubi]

What decent people do, you mean.

[ledbythewind]

Which makes you a decent person as well for doing the same for me.

[musubi]

Damn. Let myself get caught in that one.

[ledbythewind]

[Richard just lets out a laugh and tilts himself sideways in the hopes of toppling them both back over onto the pillows.

What, you thought he would let you win, Isamu?]

[musubi]

[Bah! Richard is a cheat.]

[ledbythewind]

[As if Isamu always plays fair.

Regardless, he laughs harder at his friend's startled response.]

Would you have preferred it if I hit you with one instead?

[musubi]

Hmph.

Last thing I want right now is a pillow fight.

[ledbythewind]

Don't worry, I'm not so terrible that I'd actually hit an invalid with a pillow. Unless you wanted me to, of course.

[musubi]

No thanks. We can beat each other up with stuffed items later.

[For now, he'll just sort of lay there. Perhaps reach an arm over to grip the blond a little more tightly than necessary.]

[ledbythewind]

Then I'll just have to hold you to your word.

[That's fine with Richard; in fact, after a moment of hesitation, he'll reach out to slip his own arms around Isamu's waist. Just very tentative at first, to see if Isamu will protest it at all.]

[musubi]

[He doesn't. And he sees nothing wrong with curling up against the king for a bit.

Who needs to get out of bed?]

[ledbythewind]

[Not Richard, that much is for certain. In fact, he might just fall asleep like this, because the blankets are warm and Isamu is warmer, and he's feeling a lot more comfortable and relaxed than he did when he first came back.]

[musubi]

[There's no might as far as Isamu is concerned.

He's allowed extra sleep for healing purposes, okay.]