#dimensional-drift

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"Sweet dreams!"

Sarkis lifts his head from the pillow, groggily squinting as the door shuts to a sliver of light, then clicks closed entirely to leave him in the dark. He doesn't think to protest, drunkenly wailing a garbled goodnight in return, and drops his head down again to immediately conk out.

In the morning, he'll find that Christopher was kind enough to drag him home and help drop him on his bed. What a gentleman.

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“I like when you smile.”

Yeah, well. Don't get used to it.

Christopher probably could get used to it - he finds himself smiling on accident around the the captain quite often. Sarkis forces the smile off his face, biting his lip and huffing before his expression falls blank. The second Christopher turns away though, he's smiling again.

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"oops!"

14. Your character walking in on mine in the middle of a mental breakdown.

Get /out/!

Sarkis throws the nearest thing to him - a pillow, at least - and aims for the open door, missing by miles. He runs his hand through his hair, slumping forward until his head is between his knees, and mutters something incomprehensible about something "awful and disgusting". Then he bites his own knuckle, screaming into it as he bites hard enough to bleed.

Christopher comes to stand closer to him and he looks up, a little desperate, a little hysterical, and this time begs. 

Please, please leave. 

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♠ //huehuehue

Send me a ♠ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on yours masturbating.

Sarkis's breath hitches the second he lays eyes on Christopher, unabashedly eyeing every bit of skin. A tint of pink colors his cheeks, but he remains otherwise collected, even licking his lips a little. He all but purrs, leaning against the doorframe.

Captain, really? Not even a modicum of shame?

What an asshole, barging in unannounced. 

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"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

Cute, Christopher. But I'm sure you're not. No one's fallen in love with me for a very long time. 

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♚

Send a ♚. Your character falls asleep on mine, I’ll reply with what mine does.

The realization that he is growing obnoxiously fond of Christopher comes abruptly after he realizes that the captain has fallen asleep on him. Sarkis had reasoned that he'd only been talking for about an hour, and it was only almost 3 am. He had assumed the captain would be able to survive a little longer before they separated. He was wrong, apparently.

Very carefully, he tries to nudge the taller man off him, without shoving him awake or onto the floor - however, sitting on a small couch made it unreasonably difficult. Try as he might, the most he can do is move over until he can rest Christopher's head in his lap, and then give up. Instead of fighting it further, he sighs heavily, and drops his head back, groaning. If Christopher wants to hear about magical creatures in the universe that Sarkis made himself, he's really going to have to learn to stay up better.

But there's always next time, and so he really caves after five minutes. A little nap, and then he'll be up again, and maybe he can work up the nerve to shove Chris onto the floor.

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"I bit my lip. Will you kiss it better?"

I feel like that was more of a ploy to get a kiss than anything. But I'm not complaining.

[abandonedandforgotteninhell]

// sounds like quite a plan you have for the day, friend! mmm noodles. i'd go with veggie noodle, try adding a bit of basil for more taste. i love basil in plain rice porridge. basil is a miracle. good luck on those essays and having the agent over!

//Well, the noodle shop doesn't put basil in their noodles... which should be a crime, but you get a shit ton of stuff for £7. I can get a box filled to the brim with noodles and another box filled to the brim with egg fried rice. 

I did buy myself two sandwiches though. Cran and brie and tuna and cheese.