[ Natsuno's growing increasingly flustered by the second, but the feather pat still gets him to glance over Anon's way. He's wondering that too, the question jarring something in his memory. Bath... bath... ]
Onsen? Onsen. We're in an onsen. [ Wait. Being in an onsen means— his smile is visibly nervous here, enough that he just misses biting his lip by accident. That was a close call but why is there a hint of blood at the corner of his mouth? Instinctively he licks at it with his tongue, and several things happen at once.
1.) He's hit with a jolt of energy that's like static electricity. 2.) Said energy makes him startle to where he can't avert his eyes from the situation and looks down. 3.) He realizes they're actually naked despite the past minute or so he's spent in denial pointedly looking anywhere but down. 4.) Not only are they naked, they slept naked and they're still wrapped around each other while being naked. 5.) He straight up yelps, somewhere between a yell and just incomprehensible embarrassed noises. 6.) As a result of all of the above he basically jumps straight upwards, beats his wings and crashes head first into the ceiling. 7.) He lands back where he started the night, with a loud splash in the onsen.
Proceeding that there's some very loud splashing and flailing until Natsuno eventually surfaces, completely red and looking like he wants to die. At least he probably didn't manage to drag Anon through all of that? ]
Sorry, sorry! [ What is he apologizing for? Probably everything. ]
[Well. You know. It's definitely a more exciting awakening than he's had in a while, and though Anon hasn't gotten dragged all the way up to the ceiling nor into the onsen he definitely got bowled all the way over from his comfortable spot on Natsuno, protesting the whole way.
He sits up from where he's ended up sprawled flat on the ground from the initial kerfuffle when he hears the splash, blinking even more as he starts trying to put the past few moments (and really the whole night before, which is coming back now, but that's secondary!) together with Natsuno somehow ending up in the onsen again. Oh, and he's still completely naked, hair having dried in a tumbled, frizzing mess all over which helps a little but definitely not enough now that the wing screen is gone. There's feathers all over and at least one on top of his head just sitting there.]
You-- What--
[He seemingly goes through several different and largely confused expressions and then just. Dissolves into helpless laughter, kind of the way they started this whole fiasco but exponentially louder and less controlled, because how else is he supposed to react to all of this???]
You just... Ahaha, the ceiling, and why are you--
[Yeah, no, you're not getting a single coherent thing out of him until he manages to stop laughing, which might be never at this rate.]
Mmnphfn! [ That sure is an answer but it's the best he's got between his flailing and the water and everything else. He lets himself sink until only his nose and eyes are visible above the water and he just pouts.
His wings are all wet again, there's feathers sticking out at every angle, and there's probably some wood chips in his hair from how hard he rammed into the ceiling. It really is hilarious and he would probably laugh too if he wasn't busy trying to figure out how to die for the fifth time.
Wrapping his wings around himself with considerable effort in the water, at least he can spare this part of his dignity. Until he takes a look at Anon, visibly blue screens at his continued naked existence and then turns to face the wall like an indignant cat. At least he's taken his head out of the water again, though. ]
I-shut up. Mmnnn I just-I don't know! Sorry! [ Continued verbal flailing will continue, but he almost managed a full sentence this time. ]
[Wow, he was almost recovered but the completely incoherent reply from the water sets him off again, so Anon is left trying to wipe tears of mirth and master himself again even as he also completely refuses to stop watching Natsuno back even though it really isn't helping his anything right now. He's almost as red as Natsuno from laughing at this point.
Eventually (very eventually, probably a little bit after Natsuno's already gone back to his wall and winging life in there), he does manage to calm down enough that he could probably manage full sentences. Maybe. Maybe they could also continue to communicate in flailing and half-choking noises, who knows.
And the first thing he says?]
Mm, well, I'm not. Sorry, that is.
[Because of course it is. It's all cheek and cheer, Anon having settled into a cross-legged sit that's all curled over himself because like, damn, that was a workout first thing in the morning, but at least it also means that if anyone walks in his hair can mostly prevent him from flashing them. Progress!
The grin on his face as he peers over at the onsen is both amused and fond. And also still about two steps from losing out to laughter again, because what kind of wet cat-bird is this.]
But you should come back out here! It's a little cold, and I mean, I could follow you in there, too, but I'm not sure that would help.
[That's definitely cheeky. And he's probably joking, but do you really want to risk it.]
[ There's some shifting in the water at Anon's cheekiness, but no reply from Natsuno for once. He might seem like he's very intent on just staring at this wall, but a few beats later with a long huff he stands up and starts to shake his wings out. His cheeks have some residual red to them but he's no longer as bright as a stop sign, so it's progress.
He takes a few more seconds staring at the absolute wreck of the onsen with its many feathers, ceiling bits, and escaped towels before trudging out. Laboriously (but without really making an effort to cover up, it's kinda a moot point while he's up) he makes his way over to the grinning infernal and plops down with a sigh. Crossed legged seems like a good idea, though he has a half wing screen going on, chin resting in his palm. ]
's not cold. [ He is totally sulking here, and still somewhat mashing his words together but the effort is what counts probably. Using his other hand to straighten out a feather and mumbling in that direction. ]
[It's said as Anon immediately leans their shoulders together, taking advantage of the newly restored closeness first of all. He was a patient gremlin who waited 5 whole minutes under a dent in the ceiling and a rain of feathers, he deserves a reward.]
And anyway, I bit you first.
[He should not sound so proud of this, but too bad.
There's a bit of a pause then, almost-but-not-quite thoughtful. If Natsuno looks over at any point he'll get to see Anon looking away and scritching at the mark on his cheek with his non-leaning hand. He's still a little red, but it's probably remnants of the laughing. Probably.]
... We should probably pick someplace other than the onsen next time, though. [...] Can we?
[He definitely peeked over at Natsuno when he said that. There's still that irrepressible cheeky quality to his voice, but there's something almost tentative, too. Coupled with his mannerisms you could very nearly call it bashful.]
[ It really is impossible for Natsuno to stay sullen for long when they're together, given that he relaxes into the touch instantaneously like the past five minutes never happened. He doesn't really know how to address the reassurance other than with a quiet mmn and to stop staring stubbornly at his wings though. That means that he gets the unexpected bonus of seeing bashfulness(?) across Anon's features, which is something he hadn't unexpected. Somehow that makes it all better, and he pauses in his feather preening to reply. ]
I know, I wanted you to. [ A late comment on the biting after all and then- ] Yeah, I'd like that. We should pick a better place to sleep too. [ Yawning. ] I'm still tired...
[ It might be all the excitement from earlier, but they probably didn't sleep long either and they've been through a lot in the past several hours. ]
[There's a happy hum that might be a response to Natsuno's softening into the contact or it might be an affirmation of the biting thing or it might just be a satisfied assessment of the state of the mutual biting. There's a lot going on here, so maybe it's all of the above at once, too.
After a moment Anon shuffles positions a bit and then plops his head down against Natsuno's shoulder. This makes it harder to actually move to do anything they're discussing but for the moment he's busy also yawning, because it's hot and comfortable and Natsuno is next to him and that's a dangerous combination in the earlyish AM.
Granted, time is a little strange around here, anyway.]
So it's a promise. I want to go back to sleep but also, bath...
[Contemplative and entirely without any semblance of moving or even glancing the way of the baths. Which are right there. Maybe later.]
[ Humming in agreement, it's another promise to add to their long list, but that's fine. More than fine, it makes him happy. Gently as he can he'll shift in turn just so he can run a hand through Anon's hair. His mess of feathers can keep for a while. ]
We can take a bath later. [ He probably didn't mean for it to sound like that given their onsen experience, but he can't help it. Or maybe he likes to live dangerously (is that even a question at this point?). He's quiet for a bit as he looks around while still distracting himself with strands of frizzy pink. ]
But we should move now or we'll probably wake up too early again. [ A beat. ] Or someone will come in and be really annoying. [ A secondary concern but real enough in that he doesn't wanna deal with anyone else right now. Hmm. ]
You carried me out of the onsen right? So I owe you. [ He may have a very terrible plan in mind as he looks to the high windows framing the far corners of the onsen. His desire for uninterrupted sleep is very real. ]
[It's a pleased sigh, a little drowsy already because with Natsuno's fingers in his hair it is now even harder to get up the motivation to move. All Anon manages to do is shift a little further into the touches and make a vague note to himself to help preen those wings tickling against him later.
It might even be fun, once they've got the whole bath thing down. He's looking forward to it.
In the meantime he manages to pry his eyes open from where they've closed at some point. There's a small grin still on his face as he contemplates Natsuno's conclusions and the absolute wreck of the onsen still visible from here and then makes a little noise of agreement. Hmmm...]
I carried us out of the onsen. [that's definitely a touch amused] What are you up to, then?
[He doesn't bother to raise his head or anything, so he's just patiently waiting to see what Natsuno's about to pull. All things considered, he might even be encouraging it.]
[ Yeah he's familiar with that tone by now. He could do this the normal way. They could leave the onsen, go back to the changing room, put on their clothes and then go back to their room. But that's a lot of steps and Natsuno is impatient.
He takes another moment to size up the window (it's about the same as the one in the mansion so he knows he can make it) before fully committing to this stupid plan. It's a good thing he's started to leave the window in the room they've claimed as their own open, and that it's on the second floor. ]
Getting us out of here so we can sleep. [ 'Kay now he's just going to scoop Anon up in his arms, turning just a shade of red or two less than before. It's from his determination, obviously. ]
[Anon lets out some kind of reflexive 'oof?' at the sudden shifting of positions when he's just gotten super comfortable, but then he was kind of expecting to move at some point (he just wasn't bothering with it because why do that when he can be max indulgent and Natsuno is making it worse), so it just takes him a moment of instinctive readjusting to find his balance again.
There's a laugh as he obligingly throws his arms around Natsuno's neck, amused and kind of delighted and a hint of mischief all through, because technically they both have ways to move through the air but why would he do that while Natsuno's got his game face on?
Well, most of his game face.]
Sounds like a plan to me.
[A plan which he is helping with, somehow, by reaching up and planting a kiss on one of those reddening cheeks. (He is not helping.)]
[ Not helping!!! But Natsuno just kind of huffs at the kiss and then starts moving. It's a blessing that the onsen has kind of high ceilings so he can get a decent lift (even if it wasn't enough to save him from colliding with it earlier), and his control even while carrying someone isn't that bad. He's clearly been practicing! Of course he hasn't been practicing carrying someone naked let alone current company, so it's a bit of a bumpy flight but not the worst. We're not going to talk about how he got the window open enough to get them out of the onsen, it was probably real dumb and involved a flying kick or something. Shadow will excuse this instance of property damage, probably.
They also probably escaped anyone seeing just how much of a disaster they are right now because it's pretty early in dreamland. Then again, people keep odd hours here so who knows. Natsuno doesn't really care, just as long as he gets them into their room, tumbling onto the bed in his rendition of a barrel roll. ]
There. [ Mumbled into a pillow because he's bright red from exhaustion and literally everything, but the important thing is that they made it. Even if they're still naked. ]
[At least Anon is a (pretty) good passenger, even if he spends most of the flight grinning like a cat that just snagged the canary (and looking like he's trying very hard not to laugh whenever it gets bumpy, though his grip never really tightens; just shifts a little for better purchase) and he actually does laugh a little whooping laugh because there goes the window to the onsen--
Of course he approves, because why wouldn't he, and once they're finally abed he immediately cuddles closer again. His head goes right back to its old position against Natsuno's shoulder with a very contented noise.]
Mmhmm. [at least Natsuno gets another kiss, though it's on his shoulder this time because reaching over requires further moving] Good night.
[ Natsuno relaxes pretty much immediately at the kiss, though it'll take him just a bit longer to fall asleep. He lets his mind wander as the heat from his cheeks fade, trying to sort through how he wound up here. Not just naked in bed with Anon, but how he wound up here with someone he genuinely cares about and who accepts him for everything he is. It's not something he'll ever understand but he lets out a content sigh all the same.
This was all pretty crazy, but he's found that's how he likes things nowadays. There's a fleeting thought about the amount of effort it would require to at least drape a sheet over them, but they've pretty much destroyed any attempts at modesty over the past several hours so he pushes the thought aside. Luckily he's mostly dry from his second dip in the onsen thanks to their flight, so he can just act as their blanket again.
Curling his wings around them closer, he plants a lazy kiss against the infernal's forehead before submitting to the siren's call of sleep. Their clothes problem can wait until tomorrow because he's not going to let anything interrupt them right now, even his own somewhat lingering embarrassment. ]
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Onsen? Onsen. We're in an onsen. [ Wait. Being in an onsen means— his smile is visibly nervous here, enough that he just misses biting his lip by accident. That was a close call but why is there a hint of blood at the corner of his mouth? Instinctively he licks at it with his tongue, and several things happen at once.
1.) He's hit with a jolt of energy that's like static electricity.
2.) Said energy makes him startle to where he can't avert his eyes from the situation and looks down.
3.) He realizes they're actually naked despite the past minute or so he's spent in denial pointedly looking anywhere but down.
4.) Not only are they naked, they slept naked and they're still wrapped around each other while being naked.
5.) He straight up yelps, somewhere between a yell and just incomprehensible embarrassed noises.
6.) As a result of all of the above he basically jumps straight upwards, beats his wings and crashes head first into the ceiling.
7.) He lands back where he started the night, with a loud splash in the onsen.
Proceeding that there's some very loud splashing and flailing until Natsuno eventually surfaces, completely red and looking like he wants to die. At least he probably didn't manage to drag Anon through all of that? ]
Sorry, sorry! [ What is he apologizing for? Probably everything. ]
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[Well. You know. It's definitely a more exciting awakening than he's had in a while, and though Anon hasn't gotten dragged all the way up to the ceiling nor into the onsen he definitely got bowled all the way over from his comfortable spot on Natsuno, protesting the whole way.
He sits up from where he's ended up sprawled flat on the ground from the initial kerfuffle when he hears the splash, blinking even more as he starts trying to put the past few moments (and really the whole night before, which is coming back now, but that's secondary!) together with Natsuno somehow ending up in the onsen again. Oh, and he's still completely naked, hair having dried in a tumbled, frizzing mess all over which helps a little but definitely not enough now that the wing screen is gone. There's feathers all over and at least one on top of his head just sitting there.]
You-- What--
[He seemingly goes through several different and largely confused expressions and then just. Dissolves into helpless laughter, kind of the way they started this whole fiasco but exponentially louder and less controlled, because how else is he supposed to react to all of this???]
You just... Ahaha, the ceiling, and why are you--
[Yeah, no, you're not getting a single coherent thing out of him until he manages to stop laughing, which might be never at this rate.]
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His wings are all wet again, there's feathers sticking out at every angle, and there's probably some wood chips in his hair from how hard he rammed into the ceiling. It really is hilarious and he would probably laugh too if he wasn't busy trying to figure out how to die for the fifth time.
Wrapping his wings around himself with considerable effort in the water, at least he can spare this part of his dignity. Until he takes a look at Anon, visibly blue screens at his continued naked existence and then turns to face the wall like an indignant cat. At least he's taken his head out of the water again, though. ]
I-shut up. Mmnnn I just-I don't know! Sorry! [ Continued verbal flailing will continue, but he almost managed a full sentence this time. ]
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Eventually (very eventually, probably a little bit after Natsuno's already gone back to his wall and winging life in there), he does manage to calm down enough that he could probably manage full sentences. Maybe. Maybe they could also continue to communicate in flailing and half-choking noises, who knows.
And the first thing he says?]
Mm, well, I'm not. Sorry, that is.
[Because of course it is. It's all cheek and cheer, Anon having settled into a cross-legged sit that's all curled over himself because like, damn, that was a workout first thing in the morning, but at least it also means that if anyone walks in his hair can mostly prevent him from flashing them. Progress!
The grin on his face as he peers over at the onsen is both amused and fond. And also still about two steps from losing out to laughter again, because what kind of wet cat-bird is this.]
But you should come back out here! It's a little cold, and I mean, I could follow you in there, too, but I'm not sure that would help.
[That's definitely cheeky. And he's probably joking, but do you really want to risk it.]
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He takes a few more seconds staring at the absolute wreck of the onsen with its many feathers, ceiling bits, and escaped towels before trudging out. Laboriously (but without really making an effort to cover up, it's kinda a moot point while he's up) he makes his way over to the grinning infernal and plops down with a sigh. Crossed legged seems like a good idea, though he has a half wing screen going on, chin resting in his palm. ]
's not cold. [ He is totally sulking here, and still somewhat mashing his words together but the effort is what counts probably. Using his other hand to straighten out a feather and mumbling in that direction. ]
But I bit you.
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[It's said as Anon immediately leans their shoulders together, taking advantage of the newly restored closeness first of all. He was a patient gremlin who waited 5 whole minutes under a dent in the ceiling and a rain of feathers, he deserves a reward.]
And anyway, I bit you first.
[He should not sound so proud of this, but too bad.
There's a bit of a pause then, almost-but-not-quite thoughtful. If Natsuno looks over at any point he'll get to see Anon looking away and scritching at the mark on his cheek with his non-leaning hand. He's still a little red, but it's probably remnants of the laughing. Probably.]
... We should probably pick someplace other than the onsen next time, though. [...] Can we?
[He definitely peeked over at Natsuno when he said that. There's still that irrepressible cheeky quality to his voice, but there's something almost tentative, too. Coupled with his mannerisms you could very nearly call it bashful.]
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I know, I wanted you to. [ A late comment on the biting after all and then- ] Yeah, I'd like that. We should pick a better place to sleep too. [ Yawning. ] I'm still tired...
[ It might be all the excitement from earlier, but they probably didn't sleep long either and they've been through a lot in the past several hours. ]
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[There's a happy hum that might be a response to Natsuno's softening into the contact or it might be an affirmation of the biting thing or it might just be a satisfied assessment of the state of the mutual biting. There's a lot going on here, so maybe it's all of the above at once, too.
After a moment Anon shuffles positions a bit and then plops his head down against Natsuno's shoulder. This makes it harder to actually move to do anything they're discussing but for the moment he's busy also yawning, because it's hot and comfortable and Natsuno is next to him and that's a dangerous combination in the earlyish AM.
Granted, time is a little strange around here, anyway.]
So it's a promise. I want to go back to sleep but also, bath...
[Contemplative and entirely without any semblance of moving or even glancing the way of the baths. Which are right there. Maybe later.]
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We can take a bath later. [ He probably didn't mean for it to sound like that given their onsen experience, but he can't help it. Or maybe he likes to live dangerously (is that even a question at this point?). He's quiet for a bit as he looks around while still distracting himself with strands of frizzy pink. ]
But we should move now or we'll probably wake up too early again. [ A beat. ] Or someone will come in and be really annoying. [ A secondary concern but real enough in that he doesn't wanna deal with anyone else right now. Hmm. ]
You carried me out of the onsen right? So I owe you. [ He may have a very terrible plan in mind as he looks to the high windows framing the far corners of the onsen. His desire for uninterrupted sleep is very real. ]
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[It's a pleased sigh, a little drowsy already because with Natsuno's fingers in his hair it is now even harder to get up the motivation to move. All Anon manages to do is shift a little further into the touches and make a vague note to himself to help preen those wings tickling against him later.
It might even be fun, once they've got the whole bath thing down. He's looking forward to it.
In the meantime he manages to pry his eyes open from where they've closed at some point. There's a small grin still on his face as he contemplates Natsuno's conclusions and the absolute wreck of the onsen still visible from here and then makes a little noise of agreement. Hmmm...]
I carried us out of the onsen. [that's definitely a touch amused] What are you up to, then?
[He doesn't bother to raise his head or anything, so he's just patiently waiting to see what Natsuno's about to pull. All things considered, he might even be encouraging it.]
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He takes another moment to size up the window (it's about the same as the one in the mansion so he knows he can make it) before fully committing to this stupid plan. It's a good thing he's started to leave the window in the room they've claimed as their own open, and that it's on the second floor. ]
Getting us out of here so we can sleep. [ 'Kay now he's just going to scoop Anon up in his arms, turning just a shade of red or two less than before. It's from his determination, obviously. ]
Hold on.
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There's a laugh as he obligingly throws his arms around Natsuno's neck, amused and kind of delighted and a hint of mischief all through, because technically they both have ways to move through the air but why would he do that while Natsuno's got his game face on?
Well, most of his game face.]
Sounds like a plan to me.
[A plan which he is helping with, somehow, by reaching up and planting a kiss on one of those reddening cheeks. (He is not helping.)]
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They also probably escaped anyone seeing just how much of a disaster they are right now because it's pretty early in dreamland. Then again, people keep odd hours here so who knows. Natsuno doesn't really care, just as long as he gets them into their room, tumbling onto the bed in his rendition of a barrel roll. ]
There. [ Mumbled into a pillow because he's bright red from exhaustion and literally everything, but the important thing is that they made it. Even if they're still naked. ]
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Of course he approves, because why wouldn't he, and once they're finally abed he immediately cuddles closer again. His head goes right back to its old position against Natsuno's shoulder with a very contented noise.]
Mmhmm. [at least Natsuno gets another kiss, though it's on his shoulder this time because reaching over requires further moving] Good night.
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This was all pretty crazy, but he's found that's how he likes things nowadays. There's a fleeting thought about the amount of effort it would require to at least drape a sheet over them, but they've pretty much destroyed any attempts at modesty over the past several hours so he pushes the thought aside. Luckily he's mostly dry from his second dip in the onsen thanks to their flight, so he can just act as their blanket again.
Curling his wings around them closer, he plants a lazy kiss against the infernal's forehead before submitting to the siren's call of sleep. Their clothes problem can wait until tomorrow because he's not going to let anything interrupt them right now, even his own somewhat lingering embarrassment. ]
Night.