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[softspokenlandlord]

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begins to resurrect the olde threads

[softspokenlandlord]

I look forward to it!

[Ryou definitely wants to take a break, but he hates to leave a job half finished. So although Atem's nudging him, he continues to work on the one wing. Though...he doesn't fully ignore him.]

Mmm. I think one wing is going to be all I can do...sorry, maybe next time, I can get started earlier. I don't mean to leave things undone, but...

[But he's sleepy, and he wants to crawl in bed and cuddle. Half a wing. He can do this. He can do this! If he picks up the pace, he can get it done in a few minutes...surely!]

[knifemonopoly]

That's all right. This feels nice, but whatever's not finished will dry on its own, don't worry!

[Ryou's doing this because it's something Ryou wants to do, and while it does feel nice, and Atem's discovering he likes being taken care of like this, he's more than capable of leaving the other wing fluffed until the air does its job.

If Ryou's sleeping instinct happens to overpower his grooming one, that's completely fine. Atem's not even a cold-blooded monster type anymore. The blankets are warm already. Feathers tickle around Ryou's shoulders. Ryou. Ryou. Come to bed. Come on.]

[softspokenlandlord]

[He does try, to his credit. Ryou gets through another fourth of the wing before he starts nodding off where he's sitting. The only thing that keeps him from falling asleep where he is would be the feathers tickling at him. Poking him, silently trying to convince him that it's bedtime.

He makes a grouchy noise, but still gets to his feet after dropping the towel. He doesn't even care what clothes he's wearing at this point, he just slips into bed, worming his way under the sheets.]

Gah, fine...fine, you win.

[He sounds grumpy, but he nevertheless shifts as close to Atem as he can get. Judging by how fervently he burrows against Atem's side, he is definitely not upset to be here at all.

The wolf in him is just affronted that he didn't finish.]

[knifemonopoly]

Heh heh.

[Arms are waiting for him, wrapping around Ryou and pulling him in, fingers sinking into the hair at the back of his head and stroking it. Atem hums happily; if he can get away with it, he's going to tuck Ryou's head under his chin.]

It'll be dry by evening. And I'll wake you up...with plenty of time to watch the sun.

[There's also going to be breakfast. He doesn't sleep. He has time to get that ready. It might not be as nice as what Ryou makes, but there will be meat, and pastries, and something hot and sweet to drink since they'll probably be outside and the temperature drops fast. This became a date real quick.]

[softspokenlandlord]

[Ryou wraps an arm loosely around Atem, enjoying his ambient warmth even though between the two of them, he runs hotter right now. That's just how it is when you're an active werewolf. And he is very alright with Atem's head resting in his hair, one ear flattened down to accommodate the position.]

Mmm...I can't wait. Sounds...really nice...

[He smiles, and his tail thumps gently against the bed in a slow rhythm as he begins to doze off, only stilling when he's completely asleep. It doesn't take long, because, uh. He really does get tired once he transforms, and he'd already been holding it off out of concern for Atem's wellbeing, given his absence.

It's only natural that he'd be out like a light within minutes.]