“I really am sorry about flaking on you by the way…Responsibilities or not, there was so much blood… just thinking about it makes me want to jump in a scolding hot shower and rub my skin raw with soap”
Rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, Chester coughed up an awkward laugh. “Oh. That. uhmm…Well apologies would then be forwarded to Tomoya. Since I was in the hospital, he cleaned all that up before I came back….Yeeeah.. He is also kinda my uhh… helps a lot.” Trying as hard as he could to avoid saying maid or butler, he ended the sentence weakly and decided to move on.
“As for the shower, feel free! Towels and clothes are already laid out in the bathroom. You can use the soap pump. I like body wash more than bars so uhm... Yuuup! Wash away!” Busying himself tidying up leftovers in the kitchen, he already began storing things away in the fridge and turning on the kettle for hot tea.
“Just call if you need anything.” He called awkwardly after Jules as he left the room.
Once everything was tidied up, he was just drying his hands when another thought basically blew him right over!
~Where is he going to sleep?~ He just froze, staring blankly out the window as the realization hit, that unless he made one of them sleep on the floor, his only real option at the moment was to- ~Share my bed….~
Splashing cold water on his face immediately, Chester did his best not to hyperventilate.
It wasn’t a big deal.
Not at all.
~Except that I have night terrors and scream and thrash in my sleep.~
~Shit~
What to do what to do?
~I’ll just rest. I won’t sleep. I’ll let him sleep. I’ll… uh… wait. When I told the shadows to shut up today… they DID. Maybe if I am really demanding…no that won’t work…~
But no matter what solution he tried to concoct, no easy answer came. But the bottom line was, Julian was his guest and Chester had invited him to stay over. So it was the very least he could do, was offer his own bed. It was a King after all. More than enough room for both of them to have a decent amount of personal space.
So fine that was that.
~This ‘Friend’ thing is going to be difficult~ He hung his head in realization as he poured two cups of herbal chamomile.
Leaving them to steep he strolled down the hall and leaned against the door knocking just loudly enough not to be too intrusive.
“ahh Jules?” Can I call him that? Maybe it’s too early for nicknames….~ But it was too late now.
“Julian? I uh… Just realized… I don’t have… any uhm… alternative sleeping arrangements available. Uhhh… But I have a King size bed. Uhm. Would you mind… uh… Bunking together?” He asked flustered, picking at the scabs on his chin, while he waited on an answer.
Then he knocked again, opening the door ever so slightly. “Julian?”
Rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, Chester coughed up an awkward laugh. “Oh. That. uhmm…Well apologies would then be forwarded to Tomoya. Since I was in the hospital, he cleaned all that up before I came back….Yeeeah.. He is also kinda my uhh… helps a lot.” Trying as hard as he could to avoid saying maid or butler, he ended the sentence weakly and decided to move on.
“As for the shower, feel free! Towels and clothes are already laid out in the bathroom. You can use the soap pump. I like body wash more than bars so uhm... Yuuup! Wash away!” Busying himself tidying up leftovers in the kitchen, he already began storing things away in the fridge and turning on the kettle for hot tea.
“Just call if you need anything.” He called awkwardly after Jules as he left the room.
Once everything was tidied up, he was just drying his hands when another thought basically blew him right over!
~Where is he going to sleep?~ He just froze, staring blankly out the window as the realization hit, that unless he made one of them sleep on the floor, his only real option at the moment was to- ~Share my bed….~
Splashing cold water on his face immediately, Chester did his best not to hyperventilate.
It wasn’t a big deal.
Not at all.
~Except that I have night terrors and scream and thrash in my sleep.~
~Shit~
What to do what to do?
~I’ll just rest. I won’t sleep. I’ll let him sleep. I’ll… uh… wait. When I told the shadows to shut up today… they DID. Maybe if I am really demanding…no that won’t work…~
But no matter what solution he tried to concoct, no easy answer came. But the bottom line was, Julian was his guest and Chester had invited him to stay over. So it was the very least he could do, was offer his own bed. It was a King after all. More than enough room for both of them to have a decent amount of personal space.
So fine that was that.
~This ‘Friend’ thing is going to be difficult~ He hung his head in realization as he poured two cups of herbal chamomile.
Leaving them to steep he strolled down the hall and leaned against the door knocking just loudly enough not to be too intrusive.
“ahh Jules?” Can I call him that? Maybe it’s too early for nicknames….~ But it was too late now.
“Julian? I uh… Just realized… I don’t have… any uhm… alternative sleeping arrangements available. Uhhh… But I have a King size bed. Uhm. Would you mind… uh… Bunking together?” He asked flustered, picking at the scabs on his chin, while he waited on an answer.
Then he knocked again, opening the door ever so slightly. “Julian?”