ROLESWAP AU MASTER POST

[didnteventry]

[a post for this au!]

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[whoreofbabylon]

[He'll get the grumpiest mumbled 'PLEASE' as Gil discards the backpack.]

[prebeard]

[Oh.

Well, there it goes. Everything clicks into place when there's no further reason to argue. He's happier than he can possibly describe, of course. But he's also full of sorrow, at the fact that they had to get second lives and fight in the first place. He's still shaken from being so frightened earlier too, and from the memory of one death he never properly coped with and another he didn't get the chance to.

So he's happy, but when it settles in his mind that he's safe, really safe, away from the wars and the magic and everything else that hounded him (and them) before, and that he gets Gil to go with that safety, there's just too much emotion to do anything but drop his face into his hands and burst into tears.]

[whoreofbabylon]

[WHAT. WAIT. WHY CRY??? WHAT NOW???]

What's the matter now?

[A-ATTEMPTS TO NUDGE....]

[prebeard]

[You know what's better than crying into your hands?

Crying into Gil's chest. Yep. He's just going to hold on now.]

[whoreofbabylon]

[OH GOD IS IT BROKEN? WHAT DO?]

Have I upset you again?

[prebeard]

[shakes his head, trying to reel it in and be elegant like he's supposed to]

No, I-- It just... It hurt, and-- all this time, I just wanted this...

[whoreofbabylon]

Then you should be fine now, isn't that right...?

[emotions. what are they??? he doesn't fucking know. Is he supposed to like.... do something now?]

[prebeard]

I am. I'm happy, really...

[caaalm down and wipe your eyes, self]

[whoreofbabylon]

I'd hope so. I wouldn't say such things for just anyone's sake. You should feel grateful.

[h-headpat?]

[prebeard]

[oh no headpats ///]

You're such an arrogant brat...

[whoreofbabylon]

Says the one who made me say 'please.'

[prebeard]

That was punishment for being a jerk.

[whoreofbabylon]

Then I'll have to punish you later for doing it.

[prebeard]

A punishment isn't an endless cycle!

[whoreofbabylon]

Naturally! It will end with me, as I'll punish you appropriately and to your liking!

[prebeard]

Ah-- Now that's just crude and unasked for!

[whoreofbabylon]

But would you truly be opposed?

[prebeard]

I--

[well. no, no he wouldn't. not really.]

...You've really gotten less shy, haven't you?

[whoreofbabylon]

You'll find most inhibitions vanish with experience.

[There's a glimmer of a tsunpout, though -- he'd rather not recall any point in time, in this life or the last, where he was shy about kissing of all things.]

[prebeard]

Well, I-- I haven't got any, since back then. So you'll just have to deal with that.

[whoreofbabylon]

[S P A R K L E S]

You say that as though it's a problem! Quite the opposite, I'm always eager to teach. It makes the experience more satisfying.

[prebeard]

[can I just

pick up a pillow and mash it into your face]

Honestly!

[whoreofbabylon]

Honestly?

[He parrots Tokiomi and shoves the pillow back at him]

I'm being quite honest!

[prebeard]

You're a pervert.

[and this is really, truly dissolving into pillow wrestling]

[whoreofbabylon]

[WELL THAT'S OK, Gil will just fight back and laugh about Tokiomi's prudishness!]

I'm comfortable, there's a difference!