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GHOST HUNT (the Prequel)

Who: YOU
Where: THE GAME TOWER
When: NOW!!!

[You arrive to the game tower where today, the atmosphere seems to be quite s~p~o~o~k~y. Fog seems to cover the entire floor area and any visible area of the tower is covered by things like (fake) spiderwebs and also (fake) spiders hanging around in (fake) trees.

It would probably feel a little more spookier if it wasn't for the fact that music is blaring throughout the tower. Someone is a host today, but it's impossible to tell whom considering they're covered in a white sheet with holes cut out for eyes.

Until they talk anyway.]

I GOT A ★~★~PROMOTION~★~★

To host the greatest haunted house party that you can imagine!! But w-w-w-wait, haunted houses are s-scary! I don't wanna make you guys get too scared so we'll start small . . .

Small . . . tiny . . . miniscule . . .

It's still gonna be dangerous though!! Ghosts are PRETTY uncontrollable, ya know~? I've seen SAWoleen XVI, I know how it goes!!

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[ The moment he's healed he's going to be hugging him and keeping him as close as possible because look, he's not done fussying, and if anything now it's time to be even more clingy now that he can ]

I’m fine. I’m fine.

[He repeats is like a mantra trying to reassure him stroking his back.]

I am not going to be defeated by a chandelier.

I know. But I hate seeing it anyway. You look better without extra holes on you.

[ he shifts, moving to kiss his cheek ]

Are you still drunk?

I look spectacular in any form.

[Getting his legs under him and trying to pick up Five.]

Not really. Would you like to be?

[ He feels like he should protest because Emet just got healed, but in the end he doesn't, and instead just helps him with that and wraps his arms around his neck ]

I could use a few drinks. I'm finding out I'm a little less mentally prepared to see damage to those I love than I expected.

But I don't want to get drunk.

You can carry me when we get back to the dorms.

[He leans his forehead against him as he starts the trek back.]

Perhaps with time I’ll prove over and over again I simply come back no worse for wear. Not that it makes it easier.

Can I do anything to help?

Yes, actually.

Let me fuss and take care of you when we’re back. We’ll start with a warm bath, and then a massage.

Can I have a kiss as well?

You can have as many as you’d like. Maybe even more.

Now I’m properly motivated.

[And as promised when they arrive at Baritones he will set him down but take his hand.]

[ He'll squeeze it the moment he's holding it ]

So. Now you've seen all the pictures I shared with Caeli while drunk.

If I knew you liked it that much, I would rest my head and doze in your lap more often.

You are delightfully sneaky about it.

And I’m beyond flattered.

Thanks, you're making me sound like a pervert.

But I just like seeing you so peaceful.

I adore it! Also I care so little about the opinion of others.

[We will say he’s holding his left hand so he can run his thumb over the ring on Five’s finger.]

I don’t believe I am more peaceful or more myself than I am with you. How lucky! A product of your very practical kindness.

[Once they get into his room he is going to start discarding his blood dried clothes.]

Well in that case. I'll keep being sneaky and take as many pictures as I can. Maybe I'll even share some with you.

[ his gaze lingers on those for a little too long, but he shakes himself out of that to follow suit ]

Wait for me here, I'll start the bath.

[He tosses the clothes into a bin before sitting on the couch, stretching and displaying him. Definitely trying to distract Five with embarrassment.]

Your company will be missed, my love, but I will endure somehow.

[ congratulations emet, it works, and his face does go red at seeing him put himself on display like that. But he will very quickly just clear his throat and disappear into the bathroom to start the water.

It'll take a bit more, but once he's done, he'll come get him - activating common law and reaching over to take emet into a princess carry ]

There we go.

[Mission accomplished. Not that he doesn’t like to embarrass him.

And he is absolutely thrilled at being carried and wraps his arms around his shoulders even though it is ridiculous.

While being carried, he does look at him fondly and possessively, truly appreciating how much stability and just wholesomeness Five Hargreeves brings to his life.]

You put extra bubbles in, correct?

Is that what that look is for...? Of course I did.

[ He leans in to kiss him on the lips, this time, short and gentle ]

I did tell you I was going to spoil you.

Of course. I do hope I am not shy about my desires.

[He nips back just lightly, content to just relax in his arms.]

And you are good on your word.

[ he gives him a small smile and then finally deposits him on the tub, joining him shortly after so he can take care of washing him, gentle, taking his time with it ]

I always am. Especially with you.

[He’s going to be a limp noodle, basking in it with sighs, but also stay close to him to give him a small touches here and there.

He does note the gentleness.]

I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.
I’m

[ There's a pause at that, and then he just rests his forehead against his, keeping quiet for a few moments ]

Good, because I'd have to come get you otherwise.

[It hits him hard knowing that Five would. Not that he hasn’t claimed it before, but it is awfully nice to be remembered.]

Might I use your own line against you? Just when I though in couldn’t possibly love your more, you prove me wrong.

[ he laughs at that, and then shifts so he can kiss his forehead instead ]

Something else we keep trying to one-up each other with.

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