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[dethangel]

[Hmmmmmmm. That is in fact the sound of someone being dead, but obviously Toki doesn't want that to be true. So.......]

Oh no... Nathans... we never gets to makes out agains... and all I gots ams these voice mails what to plays at his funerals...

[murdercycle]

( CAN HE NOT!!! )

I'll fucking kill you myself.

( oh, look, nathan is alive again. )

I'd come back from the dead just to kill you.

[dethangel]

[HE KNEW IT!!! HE'S ALIVE!!!]

Yeah, well... if you kills me we still can'ts makes out!

[So there.]

I just wants to keeps them for myself... you saids some real nice stuff...

[murdercycle]

We could maybe make out in the afterlife or something. I dunno.

( that'd be kinda cool. making out in hell, it sounds pretty brutal to him. )

I said gay stuff.

( embarrassing, cripplingly gay stuff. )

Just pretend you didn't hear it.

[dethangel]

We could both comes back, I guess.

[They could be zombies or ghosts or vampires or whatever, those guys can probably make out.

But still, there's the issue at hand.]

But what if I really likes what you saids??? And, uh, maybe, maybe I gots gay stuff what to says to you too?

[murdercycle]

You always say gay stuff, with your big, gay feelings, and your big gay, heart. ( meanwhile, nathan is rarely so gay. he feels like he needs a reason to justify it: ) I was drunk. And I was worried that I lost you forever, 'cause I couldn't find you. You weren't in my bed, or in the bathroom.

( the only two places he could think to check. )

So I freaked out and called you thirty-two times.

[dethangel]

[Hey, his heart isn't that gay!! Except maybe it is, a little.

Because, y'know, those 32 voicemails were really really cute!!!]

Well... last time I gots drunks I wouldn'ts goes nowheres unless you wents with me, remembers? And I was just stayin's there and they couldn'ts makes me leaves?

[Maybe it's not 32 voicemails, but still.]

Maybe we ams evens?

[murdercycle]

( that sounds about right, yeah. toki refused to go anywhere without nathan at his side, and now nathan had a similar lack-of-toki crisis. he gets it. )

Yeah, maybe.

...

You still gotta delete them, though.

[dethangel]

[Damn, he thought he had him there.

Well, might as well keep negotiating.]

Can I keeps one of them??? The one what I like the bests?

[Surely that sounds better, right?]

[murdercycle]

( a long, long pause. )

One.

And I get to be there when you pick it. To make sure you really delete the rest for real.

[dethangel]

[Score! He was starting to get a little worried there. Of course, he still has to decide which one's the best, but at least he gets to keep one forever and ever like an audio scrapbook.]

Thanks, Nathans!!!

[That was a tough one, but now everything'll be fine.]

You wants to picks it now?

[murdercycle]

Yeah. I'll come over, and we can delete the other 31.

( which means he's going to end up listening to himself drunkenly confession 31 more times than necessary, but he hasn't thought that far yet. )

Where are you?

[dethangel]

Ins my rooms!

[It's definitely a good place for some privacy, at least. Imagine in he was in the living room.]

But I can comes over to where you ams insteads if you wants.

[murdercycle]

I can come to your room. I can do that.

( he thinks toki's room is kind of cool, weirdly enough. nathan keeps his room more on the empty side, while toki's room has lots of stuff to fidget with, which he likes.

so, he's off to toki's room, still on the phone for some reason. it's not that far of a walk, but they've been talking to each other for this long, feels like he might as well just... keep staying on the phone, even if he doens't have much to say between leaving his room at showing up at toki's room. he lets himself in, since toki's expecting him. no one seems to notice, or care, how he walks in. )

Hey.

[dethangel]

[Toki's indeed expecting Nathan, so he's not even surprised when he comes in.]

Hey!

[He's still on the phone when Nathan walks in too, but when he sees him in the flesh he hangs up. If they're gonna be listening to voicemails, he has to, after all.]

C'mons, sits down with me.

[He's sitting on his bed, probably the best place for two people to sit other than the floor.]

[murdercycle]

( nathan looks around a bit before shutting the door, and then looks around a bit more before sitting on the bed next to toki. after a moment, he scoots closer, hip-to-hip, unmistakably within gay range. his bed is smaller than nathan's, but it works for toki. he can also use the size of toki's bed as an excuse should anyone come along and see them, you know, all intimate and stuff.

it's a small bed; what can you do? )

Hey.

...

You really wanna keep one?

[dethangel]

[Nathan is definitely in gay range, and Toki is definitely taking advantage of that to lean his head over on Nathan's shoulder. Might be harder to come up with an excuse for that one, but it's not like anybody else is going to be coming in, right?]

Yeah, I wants to keeps one. Ams... nice to hears you says that stuff, and maybe... if I needs it, I can listens to it, and feels better about stuff, y'knows?

[Like an emergency drunk voicemail!!]

[murdercycle]

( yeah, this is toki's room. if anyone else is coming in, they'd better be fucking knocking.

with toki's head on his shoulder, nathan completely gives in and wraps his arms around him. a few hours ago, he'd [mistakenly, drunkenly] thought toki was gone from this world forever. holding him feels nice. )

Yeah, I guess. ( still pretty hard to hear toki to say that anything about nathan is 'nice,' since that's the antithesis of brutal. he's gonna have to be cool with it, apparently. ) Let me pick it.

[dethangel]

[It's possible to be nice and brutal!! It's hard to think of anyone more brutal than Nathan... but then they can also have times like this where nobody has to pretend they don't care about each other. It's nice! It's so nice it's brutal!]

'Kay. Picks for me a goods one!

[That's a reasonable compromise. With just a touch of hesitation, he hands his phone over so Nathan can choose.]

I dids likes the ones what you says you loves me...

[murdercycle]

( nathan doesn't know what a 'good one' would even sound like, but then toki informs him, and nathan drops the phone like it's burned him. it just lands on the bed, so it's fine. )

Toki. Stop fucking... ( UGHHH, HE'S GOING TO WALK INTO THE OCEAN!!! HE'S SO EMBARASSED!!! ) Quit saying... the shit... I was saying.

( this is the worst feeling ever, being confronted with the fact that he cares about someone. it makes him crumple inside... and also outside, apparently. he falls back onto the mattress, hands coming up to scrub over his face. )

[dethangel]

But I likes the shit you was sayin's!

[But Nathan looks like he's having a bad time right now. Toki looks down at him, frowning thoughtfully. There are, perhaps, a few things he could do to make this better. There are a few things he could do to make this worse.

But he doesn't know which is which, so... he just tries laying down next to him, which is hard on his small bed, but he does his best. It involves a lot of squeezing up against him.]

Ams you mads at me?

[murdercycle]

( being cuddled up against is nice. it doesn't alleviate the feeling of, ugh, love, but maybe that's a good thing. when he pulls his hands away from his face, he actually looks surprised by toki's question. )

What? No. I'm not mad at you. Why would I be mad at you?

...It just feels like my heart's filled with knives, and they're swimming through my bloodstream like sharks. That's all.

( nothing major. )

[dethangel]

[Alright, that's a good sign: not being mad at him and not pushing him away. He's doing great so far.]

That's brutal.

[It is, honestly. Maybe they could do a song about the knife blood heart sharks. That'd be pretty cool.]

Sharks ams cool. Maybe it's cool what it feels like sharks and knives?

[murdercycle]

( toki looks so cheerful even in the face of nathan's tantrum of humiliation. maybe if he just says it now, he'll feel less embarrassed about having said it last night. deep breath. he takes one of toki's hands. )

Toki, I...

...lavender you.

[dethangel]

[Toki smiles at Nathan when he grabs his hand, and then... he blinks a few times.]

Uh.

[English still doesn't make sense sometimes. Is this something people say???]

...Ams that goods?