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On Your Doorstep

They ended up on your doorstep, quite literally. Bloody, possibly. Bruised, most definitely, though the wounds may be mental. You probably don't know them from Adam, yet you couldn't find it in you to turn them away - whether they wanted you to or not. So you opened up your home, just for a little while.

But it's getting to be more than a little while. Both of you are finding a comfort zone, because you didn't simply open up your home. Admit it or don't, but you've opened up your heart all the same.

Their's is slowly following, if its reluctant at all.

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[He's not the only one grimacing, but still Gundam remains silent for the most part. After a few moments though he speaks up. It's a little hesitant, and as much as he's trying to keep the displeasure out of his voice it's still a little stiff with the pain.]

...I've managed to anger you, piranha, haven't I?

[He stops mid thread, at that, and lets out a sigh.]

Yeah, to be honest, I'm pissed. I mean... we've been dating long enough for me to know you pretty damn well, but you're still hiding this kinda shit from me?

[...he sighs, looking away.]

I am not meaning to hide them from you. More, it is simply nothing you need to be concerned about. It is enough to ask that you take myself and my injured charge into your home as you have. I am capable of tending myself to a satisfactory level, and any less worry I can cause you is an ease on my conscious.

...I'll worry about you anyway, you know. There's no freakin' way I won't. [Gundam no, don't act as if you're just going to bother him, Souda's someone who literally can't be bothered by his partner...]

I'm well aware of that. [As much as he doesn't want you to worry about him, he understands that that's something that can't be helped.]

Which is why, when possible, I would like to give you less to worry about. A creature such as myself...my lifestyle is naturally dangerous. The beasts I tame are ferocious and wild. The devils that follow in my footsteps thirst for my blood.

...keeping a pact with someone like me would understandably difficult to maintain. Mortals naturally worry about those they've grown attached to.

I do not want you to worry about me when I return from mere skirmishes like this. These wounds...I've been in battles far worse than that and have sustained injuries of a greater threat before. These are nothing.

[He listens patiently, feeling annoyed not only at Gundam, but really, more at himself. He was mad that Gundam hid stuff like injuries from him, but he was more mad that he thought Gundam didn't trust him when he just..... didn't want to worry him more. Goddamnit, it's like he doesn't even have a reason to be mad!

So, after a long moment of silence and thinking, Souda moves close to Gundam, and presses his own lips against his. Though, the kiss only lasts for a few seconds, before he gives Gundam's split lip a light, but irritated, bite.]

[There's an immediate tensing as the mechanic draws in close, expecting a kiss and holding his breath when a kiss is what he receives. It's still a little difficult to adjust to the physical contact and affection...

Not that this feeling of slight unease gets to last long, Gundam wincing immediately at the bite. Light or not, it's still broken open and sore. Though he doesn't exactly pull back, he does lean a little away, staring him down through narrowed eyes.

Ow you piece of shit that hurts.]

[Well luckily the bite doesn't last too long at all, but.. he's going to lick a little of the blood off his lip before returning back to the needle work, with a grin on his face.]

[Long or not, still ow? But there's a smile on Souda's face, so he's satisfied. If he has to endure a little pain for that, it's worth it.

And speaking of endure, he manages to remain quiet through the suturing process, though by the end of it his jaw is a little sore from gritting his teeth how he was.]

You are free to put the needle away. I can promise that is the only laceration that would need such treatment.

[After a second of hesitation, he cleans off the needle and places it back in the kit.]

Okay, do you wanna take care of the rest now..? [He's not asking because he doesn't want to do it himself, but because he knows that Gundam would probably want to finish the job because of his pride.]

They will be fine if left unattended for a small while. I would first prefer to make sure this son of Sphinx is fed properly.

[He carefully gets to his feet, turning to pick the cat up afterward.]

Do you...still happen to have any food left over from last time?

Y-yeah, in the pantry. [He'll get up as well, and clean up the medical supplies a bit.]

Then allow us to make haste! This little one must be starved...

[To the pantry!]

[After the supplies are out of the way, Souda stretches a little before leading Gundam into the kitchen. He points towards the pantry as he makes way to the cupboard, to fetch a bowl for the cat to eat out of.]

[He preferred not to feed animals store-bought products when he could help it. Even getting some of the cat food available brought a small grimace to his features. But in times like this, there was no other option. He'd at least carefully read over the ingredients and even gone so far as to test a few pieces himself before allowing it to be kept in Souda's house for cases like this, so it wasn't as bad as it could be...but still.

He thanks him for the bowl, putting a small amount into it for now before setting both it and the feline on the ground.]

Engorge yourself, mighty beast, so that your recovery may be swift!

[He says this as he squats down to gently pet the animal's head and back.]

[Souda leans on one of the counters, and watches Gundam take care of the feline with a fond smile on his face.

Even though there were moments where Gundam pissed Souda off, moments where it felt like the two weren't going to make it, whenever Gundam showed his soft side like this, it reminded Souda of just how important the other boy was to him, and it just made him want to protect and take better care of him. He'll admit, he's made a lot of mistakes during this relationship, and he's still messing up every now and then. Honestly, Gundam deserved better. But... he didn't want to let him go. Since the two got together, Souda hasn't actually been as happy before. Gundam's.. admittedly the first good thing to really happen to Souda and hell, he'd probably even give up being a mechanic before he gave up Gundam.

Well, anyway, spacing out probably wasn't the best waste of time, huh? He shakes his head slightly, to get rid of the floating thoughts around his mind, and rubs the back of his neck.]

H-hey uh, do you want something to eat? I don't have a whole lot here, but I could probably whip up something eatable. Or I dunno, order takeout or something...

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