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I want the K. [CACKLES IN THE DISTANCE]

8: Eyelid Kiss

"David, what are you doing?"

Rose's voice doesn't inspire as much terror as it once did. In fact, it's almost become a comforting presence, and you relish in the unsatisfied expression that she gives you, returning it with a signature grin. "What does it look like I'm doing?""It looks like you've made little to no effort to pack up at all, although I told you we were leaving half an hour ago.""You. You said you were leaving half an hour ago."You marvel at the shade of purple adorning her nails as her hand smoothly closes the lid of your laptop, her express unamused. "We. We are leaving, now."A noise of irritation escapes you as you attempt to open your laptop again, and it's frustrating how easily she pulls it from your exhausted, overworked hands. Your grumbling continues as she carefully tucks the laptop away into your bag, and intensifies when she hoists it over her shoulder."Give it back." It's a childish whine, and you make childish grabby hands to match as you tug on your suit jacket once more, trying to get your bag back. Rose responds with a soft hum, peering through the bag instead. She passes it over after a moment, but not before first removing your laptop and sliding it into her own. You make a soft sound of alarm, and she shushes you.You're very much dead on your feet, snark and bite aside. You know that she must know it, and Rose has taken it upon herself to keep you from overworking yourself to the point of sleeping at your desk again. "You may have this back tomorrow, when you'll need it for work. Tonight, I'm keeping it."You huff, and whine, and generally attempt to continue arguing, only to stop, tensing up in something akin to terror as Rose's hand comes around the back of your head, tilting it downwards. "David." She leans in, and you close your eyes instinctively, almost like a flinch.Instead, her lips gently press against your eyelid, before she draws back, brows furrowed. "I mean it. Sleep. I'll see you tomorrow morning."Just like that, she's gone, and you're left with no choice but to obey, something you're glad for when you finally get home and there's no laptop tempting you away from passing out the moment you hit the sheets.

#i'm sorry i suddenly switched pov for this one idk #homestuck has ruined my writing i'm forever stuck in second person #))#rip these two))#gone-grimdark

God save that child who is damned to be your kid.

WOW ROSE WHAT THE HELLtrue though do you hear the sounds of me torturing my brother across the internet

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‡ [cackles loudly]

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

> When you're out of script writing and into the filming stage of your movies, you become a little less of a workaholic, and allow yourself to sleep more. (If only because you can't be on set all night, stupid actors and their lousy work ethics.)> Rose occasionally has to half drag, half threaten you off set for half an hour before you finally call it quits, and hours later, it's another series of bullying text messages before you give up on reblocking the script (needs less explosions, your production team are all morons) and actually get into bed, sending back grumbling messages all the while.> You don't exactly know how much time passes before you feel something sink down onto the other side of your bed. At first, you almost automatically assume it's Dayday, forcing your eyes open so that you can steal a good night kiss before you actually go to sleep.> That is not Dayday.> You let out an undignified, high pitched squeaking sound that Rose responds to with a low laugh, turning her back against you.> "If you're going to cause such a fuss, I'll just make sure you get to sleep myself."

> Fuck.

#???? what am i doing))#gone-grimdark