[and Oswald waits until the door is closed....before he lets out a low breath, rubbing a hand over his face.
This is worse than he thought. He really likes Edward. A lot. More than he first anticipated. But he's...that was...it was nice. It was really nice, to see him just relaxed, for once. To know that he slept soundly. He said it shouldn't happen again, though. So he'll just...tuck that away, and remember to wake him up next time. Like he should've done in the first place.
Right. He needs to--Oswald turns and goes to the bathroom to put on his makeup]
he's not going to think about this right now. He's not sure he can... handle this? It's all a lot and his defenses are slipping and that's. Dangerous. He exhales, slowly and just... puts his glasses down and collapses on the bed a little. Staring at the ceiling for a while.]
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He's gonna examine his glasses to see how bad the damage is because nope
he
can't
right now]
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There--finished. [Oswald reemerges, then, dressed in a subtle grey pinstripe, tugging the ends of the jacket into place] It's all yours.
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[He gets up, just. Keeping his glasses off, for now. He hesitates, briefly, but...]
Sorry again for, um... Well.
[sleeping on top of you and keeping you in a surely uncomfortable position all night]
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It's not a problem. Really. I...[lskdhf he swallows]...don't mind.
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...It shouldn't, but. You know.
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Anyway, the room's all yours now, and I'm going to get started on my breakfast.
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[he'll just
get to the bedroom, then......]
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[annnd he disappears into the bedroom]
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This is worse than he thought. He really likes Edward. A lot. More than he first anticipated. But he's...that was...it was nice. It was really nice, to see him just relaxed, for once. To know that he slept soundly. He said it shouldn't happen again, though. So he'll just...tuck that away, and remember to wake him up next time. Like he should've done in the first place.
Right. He needs to--Oswald turns and goes to the bathroom to put on his makeup]
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he's not going to think about this right now. He's not sure he can... handle this? It's all a lot and his defenses are slipping and that's. Dangerous. He exhales, slowly and just... puts his glasses down and collapses on the bed a little. Staring at the ceiling for a while.]
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Oh...
[welp]
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"Are you alright?"
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[As always, the automatic response. He's always fine.
He's never fine. That's his default, so close enough to fine, really.]
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Also fine.
[.......sorry he's like this elijah]
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"...can I ask what you're thinking about?"
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[or he's
trying
anyway]
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[Edward's more the type to talk around issues rather than lie about them, so. Welp.]
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