PSLS BECAUSE GAY

[filetofish]

[no icons, many SPOILERS for trails of cold steel/sen no kiseki. there's also a lot of gross shit so watch your step.]

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[filetofish]

Never.

[He's just gonna whine dramatically about it. Rean is the worst?? Crow's going to have to free one of his hands from the blanket burrito to reach for the pillow.]

Give it back, jerk!

[Like he's not a way bigger jerk.]

[reanbeanmachine]

Sure, dear.

[And he drops it on Crow's head, dropping himself on top of it and Crow like Crow is a mattress. Squishing him and settling his head on the pillow.]

[filetofish]

[God now he can't even unwrap himself. This is terrible.

He's just going to wiggle and make loud protest noises. He's also trying not to laugh.]

You're the worst!

[reanbeanmachine]

Shh, beds don't talk.

[Making himself as comfortable as one can on top of a squirming blanket burrito.]

[filetofish]

[He still has one hand loose. What can he do with that? Reach up and pinch Rean's butt that's what.]

[reanbeanmachine]

Hey--!

[He elbows Crow in the blanket wrapped ribs.]

Beds don't grope, you're terrible at this.

[filetofish]

Mmph!

[Even through the blanket that has a bite. What a rude boyfriend??]

I'm not your bed!

[reanbeanmachine]

[Crow IS a pretty rude bf.]

Accept the consequences of your actions.

[filetofish]

Don't feel like it.

[How about... rolling? Maybe he can switch it up here. See who likes to get laid on.

He does actually like being laid on but it's the principle of the matter.]

[reanbeanmachine]

[He can but Rean has all his limbs free. Definitely limbs and not lungs. Anyway he'll just get out from under Crow and sit on him.]

You should reflect on the error of your ways.

[filetofish]

[Is this his punishment for being a terrible rude inconsiderate crazy person--

Actually this is pretty tame by punishment standards. Doesn't mean he's going to behave though.]

I'll reflect on your ass.

[reanbeanmachine]

Crow.

[Rean sighs, long suffering.]

[filetofish]

[Sorry this is the man you love Rean. He's laughing about it too, snickering like the shithead he is.]

Hey, Rean?

[reanbeanmachine]

[Why does he have bad taste??]

Yes?

[filetofish]

[Hold on let him get his arm back in the blankets and pull them down a bit so his face is actually exposed.]

Kiss me?

[reanbeanmachine]

[Why does he like this dumb gay. He leans down and kisses Crow gently, even though he sighs first, because Crow!!! But he likes kissing Crow, he can't deny that.]

[filetofish]

[It's a mystery, Rean. But he's really happy to get that kiss, regardless of how it may have seemed over the past week. Kissing Rean calms the unsteady feeling inside of him a little.

Now he's a content burrito. But there's something he really needs to say.]

Hey, Rean... I'm sorry for taking off on you.

[reanbeanmachine]

Yeah, I know.

[He's not dumb, mostly, it's obvious Crow didn't do it meaning to upset him. He's convinced, always has been, that Crow is a good guy. Just kind of a messed up one.]

But thanks.

[Because he doesn't want to dismiss the sincerity.]

[filetofish]

Yeah.

["Kind of" is an understatement. But it was important to say he's sorry, even if Rean already knew. There are too many things he almost never got the chance to say. He'd be an idiot if he left that up to chance this time around.]

...I love you, too. Always have, always will. Even when I'm being a dumbass. Don't ever let me tell you otherwise, got it?

[reanbeanmachine]

[Oh. He goes a little red with pleasure, looking down at Crow and feeling his heart flutter. He really does love this man, as frustrating as Crow can be. He drops his forehead to Crow's, smiling with absolute fondness.]

You dumbass. If that's how you feel, stop running from me all the time.

[He exhales, meeting Crow's eyes.]

I love you too, you know.

[filetofish]

Ah...

[God how does he respond to that? He's the one who said it first, and it's not like Rean hasn't said he loves him before, but this time it's a little more intimate and thus more embarrassing. Crow's not as good at cheesy as Rean, so he can't think of anything particularly suave to say. He's also still blanket-trapped, so he can't put his arms around Rean and kiss him stupid. But maybe that's for the best, because he'd have nothing coherent to say if that happened.

For now he'll just stare into Rean's eyes, flushed and deeply in love.]

You have no idea how important that is.

[reanbeanmachine]

[He lines this, this soft intimacy with Crow vulnerable and trapped beneath him, it's nice, it feels secure and perfect.]

I wouldn't hearing about it.

[Gently teasing. He won't make Crow spoil all his feelings, but he sure wouldn't protest on hearing mushy things.]

[filetofish]

That's on a deeper layer of the Crow mystery cake.

[No too embarrassing. He's said enough! He's also wiggling his hands free just enough to poke Rean in the cheeks.]

Maybe one day.

[reanbeanmachine]

I'll get you to tell me one day.

[He says with easy confidence, turning to kiss those offending fingers.]

[filetofish]

I'm sure you will.

[Who allowed Rean to do the cute teasing? Crow might die in that cocoon. He's certainly turning redder.]

You also have no idea how frustratingly hot you are.

[Turn it on Rean. That is the key. Crow can't just let himself be the one off-balance here.]