dachsbuns | [Closed] @eidxiety🐎🌹

[That's right...Ain hasn't really gotten any sleep since last night, has he? It's Wolfwood that's going to be awake half the night...

He tosses the washcloth back over his own shoulder for a moment so he can rinse the soap off Ain's skin, smoothing calloused fingers over his bare skin in a way that is probably unnecessary.]

I won't let you drown, if you wanna.

[Ain seems to consider it for a moment, but... Inevitably, he shakes his head.]

No, it wouldn't be good for either of us to sleep in the bathtub. You'll be stuck here since you can't walk, anyway. I can fall asleep on you when we make it back to bed.

[Which should be soon, all things considered. They're both worshed, Ain is simply swaying back and forth like a kitten who can't keep its eyes open. Driving for twelve hours after being up too late into the night having nasty gay sex will do that to a man. He clearly has limits. They're just difficult to reach.]

I'll help you out of here. C'mon.

[Sleepy kitten Ain...cute.

Wait. Not cute. He shouldn't be thinking that he's cute, stop that.

As nice as the warm water is, they should get out. Warm is becoming lukewarm pretty rapidly, and he can feel that his skin is starting to get all pruny...so he'll stiffly stand up, leaning heavily against Ain for support. He will practically have to be carried back to bed once again, but once they've dried off and have gotten there...

Wolfwood doesn't. Get dressed? He does not put any clothes on. He just goes for the bed immediately, waiting for Ain to climb in after him.

Why yes he does regularly sleep nude if he has the option to do so and isn't camping, hi.]

[Oh thank God, okay, Ain was gonna get dressed but if Wolfwood isn't then he's also gonna just be naked. He'll do the laundry tomorrow morning or afternoon or whatever. He is crawling his bare ass into bed and snuggling right against Wolfwood.

Hi.]

You're so warm... makes me sleepy...

[Ain you're already sleepy??]

If you wake up before I do, get me something sweet for breakfast... I don't think they serve until eight or nine anyway, but just in case.

[Squashes his face up into Wolfwood's chest. Hi he will sleep Here thanks.]

[You know, it's not surprising that Ain doesn't mind the naked sleeping. That isn't surprising. What is a little surprising is the way he immediately curls up close despite this, making a home for himself on Wolfwood's chest in a way that suggests that Wolfwood might have tried to push him off, if this were happening earlier in their time together.

...but he doesn't. He's still until Ain settles before he rests his hand in the middle of his back where those cuts aren't present, his cheek resting against the top of his hair. It's the way he might sleep with a woman, if any of the woman he'd ever slept with were actually interested in cuddling like this. Most of them either left immediately, or they slept on the other side of the bed because they weren't getting paid extra to cuddle.

This...isn't being paid for. It isn't transactional.

He doesn't know how to feel about it.]

Yeah yeah. I will. Just get some sleep, yeah?

Okay.

[...]

I know, [he starts with a tired sigh, clearly only 10% awake judging by how much he mutters and slurs,] you only came with since we were going the same direction on the same day. And you probably wanna keep going...

[He takes a deep breath, and for a moment, it seems like he's fallen asleep entirely. A minute passes before he speaks again, muffled into Wolfwood's skin, while his hands grip the larger man around the waist.]

...don't leave yet. I don't want...

[...and after that, mid-sentence, he's out like a light.]

[Well. He was doing okay dealing with these feelings, at least until Ain just dropped that little bomb in his lap.

Don't leave yet. I don't want... you to leave, presumably. But why? Why does Ain not want that? Beyond the sex, they're not...friends. They're not supposed to be anything to each other, especially on Wolfwood's end. Ain is a means TO an end, but nothing more than that.

Yet. He can't let Ain get away from him, either. They've already headed pretty far out, back closer to where his group left their camp, but...Ain could still easily slip through their fingers if Wolfwood were to part ways and he suddenly decided to leave that very same night. It's not a risk he can take, after making it this far.

But why...why does just thinking that way make his chest hurt, and his stomach nauseous? He doesn't know. He doesn't like it.

With brows furrowed, Wolfwood strokes Ain's back a few more times, his body eventually relaxing against the mattress. He's not even sure how many hours he lays there like that, unable to sleep...and it isn't just due to having napped most of the day away.

Does Ain end up sleeping through breakfast?]

[Honestly, had Ain's filter been on, he wouldn't have said that at all. He would've coped if Wolfwood got up and ditched him, and it would've proven to him that he is, indeed, a loveless creature who will remain unloved. It would've sealed in his whole "I don't do love, I don't know how to love, I don't need it" thing he's been on about. But no, his filter was very off, and he's blurted out now that he wants Wolfwood to stay, for weal or for woe.

He absolutely sleeps through breakfast. Even if Wolfwood getse up to grab them some, Ain won't stir, he'll just make an "mmmrhghghrghphh" type groaning noise and roll over and sleep facedown with his head in a pillow??? He's Fine (he's not fine).]

[Unsurprising, really. In that case, if he's able to get up without Ain trying to drag him back down into the sheets, he will get up and go get breakfast as he promised. Free breakfast isn't much, in all honesty. Eggs and potatoes cooked in a skillet, some sausage...things you'd expect. Since Ain asked for something sweet, however, he'll bring back some biscuits and honey, as well as some fresh fruit they had out alongside the more protein forward things (that Wolfwood mostly got for himself lbr).

All of this he brings back on a wooden tray, very slowly by the way because he's still hobbling everywhere because of his broken ass, sliding into a seat on the edge of the bed where Ain is still slumbering with his face mashed into the pillow.]

You're still sleepin'?

[Free breakfast isn't much but it's fucking free, and that's what Ain's excited for. He'd probably have sprang up and eaten too much had he not, uh... just kind of faceplanted.

Twelve hour journey, emotions, you know, all things that make a man real tired.

Wolfwood's voice stirs him, at least.]

Mm... no... 'm'up...

[...he smells food. Ohhh he's sitting up and holding his hands out, gibe. Gibe food. He will eat totally naked it's fine.]

[Snorting, Wolfwood hands the tray over with the fruit on it to Ain, keeping his own balanced on his knees.]

That woke you up. They didn't really have a whole ton down there, but I grabbed as much sweet shit as they had available.

[Maybe next time they'll have griddle cakes or something-]

I like eating.

[Stated simply, while he grabs the silverware and balances his tray on his lap, digging in immediately. He's so hungry... his body is screaming "we did too much yesterday please eat" and he is obeying.]

Thank you for getting us food. Sorry for sleeping so long, haha... I was pretty comfortable, you know? It's nice to sleep in a bed and not on the ground. It's the first time I've slept in a bed in a long time.

[Because he was sleeping in a decrepit shack before Wolfwood met him, and before that he was on the road, and before that... huh, who knows how long it's been, really.]

Eh, it's fine. It's th'same for me too, really. I'm more used to campin'.

[No permanent home, no bed...not often staying in a town long enough to need to stay over at the Inn unless it's a situation like when he was tracking Ain down.

He shoves a piece of sausage into his mouth.]

It was nice, I'll admit. My back hurts a whole lot less than it did.

Aww, my first time was like that, too. You get used to it after a while.

[Not that Ain is Assuming (he's assuming), but uh, Wolfwood and him get along like wildfire sometimes, don't they? So...

...

God it's going to be impossible to get rid of him isn't it. Ain's going to steal his wallet and be real sad about it and probably cry. He will never recover from this.]

You don't want any fruit? It's good for you, you know.

You told me to bring you any sweets they had, so I did. I didn't wanna eat your fruit and get you pissed off at me.

[He says simply as he eats, leaning back a little. You know, as if he couldn't have brought enough fruit for BOTH of them...he just knows how much Ain is capable of eating.

It is A Lot.]

Yeah, babe, I meant... you could have gotten your own? You only have meat and grains there.

[Is eating fruit gay now... does it make one, say... fruity?

Ain pierces a grape with his fork and holds it up to Wolfwood's lips.]

I'm willing to share with you, but I want a bite of your sausage in exchange.

[Eating fruit isn't, but asking for a "bite of your sausage" is-

But, fine. They're alone...nobody's going to see it, so. He'll let Ain feed him some of his fruit as he leans in to bite that grape off his fork, picking up one of the sausages with his own to do the same.]

What's wrong with meat and grains, huh?

[Even if someone saw, Ain tends to give off the air that he is Gender? Feminine? so it would probably be fine either way. But... he appreciates being fed back either way, reaching out to take the sausage and take it off the fork and just

bite bite bite until it's gone, it's fine he can eat a whole sausage in one go.]

Nothing. I'm saying you don't have anything balanced on your tray.

[Ain has hoovered through those biscuits by this point, too. He is a vacuum cleaner of a man (vacuums have not been invented yet but go with it). He... Hungry.]

Guess I shoulda' brought more food for both of us period.

[Ain, your ability to cosplay as a black hole truly knows no bounds. It's astounding how you've managed to eat like, all of your food before Wolfwood has. That is an accomplishment.]

How much could you eat in one sittin', do you think?

Mm... I dunno! I usually just eat until I either run out of food, or I'm too full to do more? Usually the former happens first.

[Thanks Ain, that's helpful.]

I'm okay, though. I don't need to eat a lot. That's how you put on weight you don't need, and I prefer to stay lithe. [For crime reasons.] Elria will buck me off her back if I weigh any more!

[Ain you are just so hungry and you're so valid for that.]

Well...if you're sure. Might as well try to make sure you eat your fill while we're here anyway, and not just cause it's free.

[He pauses, finding himself glancing off to the side, as if he's embarrassed to continue.]

...yaknow. Still a long way to the mountains...

[Spearing a sliced melon with his fork, putting it in his mouth, chewing... it's literally the last thing on his plate and he's thinking oh boy, it sure is sweet, this is a really juicy piece of melon and—

huhwhat.]

Yeah. There are two more towns between there and here, all off toward the west. [They're in the old west, but the mountains are even wester. The west is so vast! And probably even more wild the further they go. What if they go so far west that there's no civilization, anyway—] I have to travel for another week, plus time to rest at towns like this. You can't do it all in one go, and the mountains will always be there for me.

[...thinking... thinking.......]

You, um... you talk like you're going to come with me.

Yeah, uh...my plans kindof changed a bit.

[He shrugs one shoulder, rubbing the back of his neck and continuing to look away pointedly.]

So I gotta go a little further. Figured it'd be easiest if we just stuck together for now.

[Unless Ain tries to kick him out in which case oops they have a problem-]

Oh.

[Ain... is flustered. His cheeks turn pink, and suddenly he's looking away, too, down at his lap and the tray he's cleared of everything but the cutlery and dishware. Why would Wolfwood's plans have changed? Huh??]

...that, um... yeah, that works. It makes that wagon worth it, since I won't have to get a second horse. Um...

[Fuck fuck fuck what the fuck what is happening why is his heart pounding.]

...I'm glad... to hear it.

[Yeah, uh. Now that Wolfwood has said it? He thought the weight would leave his chest, but...if anything, it's only worse now. His heart feels like it's beating ten times harder, loud enough to be heard between the both of them, and there's nothing he can do about it.

And then there's Ain. Why does he look just as flustered as he feels? Is his face...red?]

Yeah. Yeah, good...good that the wagon wasn't a waste.

[Not that they didn't just steal it anyway, but you know.]

That also means we can just...go whenever you want. Could spend a night here, get a drink...

[Shrugs shrugs shrugs]

Whatever you reckon'.

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