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Compromising Position

COMPROMISING POSITION MEME

Up until now, there's definitely been some tension between you two. Whether it's more romantic or flatly sexual is, understandably, dependent on the personalities involved, but the fact remains that you both have been dancing around the issue for whatever reason. Why do why say "up until now?" Well, it's simple. Somehow, either through accident or otherwise, you've end up in what can only be considered a compromising position: you're in the other's lap, you're on top of them, chest to chest, almost kissing, so on and so forth. This leads to the ultimate snap in your tension - you just can't hold it in any longer, even if you try to get out of this situation unscathed.

The direction you move in, again, depends on the people involved, so things could take a turn for the awkward, the cute, the romantic, the desperate, or even the steamy. What's for certain is that whatever's between you may never be the same...unless you guys, in typical will they/won't they fashion, can repress and pretend nothing ever happened.

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WHY

accidental: It was a trip, an not so calculated move, or another mistake that lead you here.
on purpose: You were getting closer and enjoying each others' company, planning a move...but you didn't mean to get this close right off. Or maybe you did

WHAT

awkward: UH UH SORRY FOR LANDING ON YOUR. UHM. YOU KNOW. But moving makes it worse, or you could be in a state of undress.
cute: Ah, just kiss them already! Or at least look into each others' eyes and have a moment.
romantic: A sweet, long kiss and perhaps some long-held confessions are in order.
confessions: Actually, speaking of confessions, they might just slip out without anything sweet...oooor your body reacting to this new position may be all the proof the other person needs to know something's up.
desperate: Oh, fuck it. You might never have this chance again and you've been wanting them so badly, you may as well snog at least, no matter what.
steamy: The smut option!

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[ It wasn't a big heist. Break into some rich asshole's manor, steal some documents, get the hell out of dodge. Simple enough for one person, really, as Squalo insisted, but apparently the boss (who had never actually claimed the title, it just sort of fell into place and nobody wanted to argue with it) had a weird aversion to "unnecessarily risking" his people and wanted to get it done himself. Long story short, Squalo being a self proclaimed right hand man and a stubborn ass in his own right, it ended up with both of them going. A little bit of an overkill, perhaps, but he did always enjoy watching Levi work. There was something genuinely feral about the man in a fight, contrasting to the usual more stoic air he gave out. ]

[ It's no surprise they succeed, of course. It gets a little more interesting when the police -- or rather, suspiciously competent guards give chase. A bunch of bullets, lots of reckless driving and three stolen motorcycles later, Squalo's quite certain that they've lost the tail. ]

[ The next thing he knows, they're both in the air, headed for the river. Somebody must have laid a trap, he thinks, right before a sharp turn. There's not much time to look for enemies, though, not much time to do anything but jump -- and then tumble down the slope with all the grace of a cat in a bag. He swears all the way down, finally skidding to a stop and grunting when a weight lands on him. ]

[ Huh. Guess it wasn't just him who got thrown in for a spin. Speaking of which... ]

-- did you just use me to break your fall?!

[ Well, guess it's going off the rails already. ]

((i can roll with this! underground levi it is! or an approximation.))

[he'd been told this would be an easy job. in and out, no one would be the wiser. levi doesn't even mind working with others, but then this dumbass has to go and fuck it up to the point of people looking for their asses. furlan would've never let this happen and for as childish as isabel can be, she wouldn't be soaking wet in filthy water and stuck to a massive fuck up right now.

nope...that one is all him. and levi's skin crawls just thinking about what else might be in that river.]

Ten to one, you got more bulk on you. I knew you'd live, which is a lot more than I could say for when we get outta this.

[does he like the fact that he's more or less straddling this idiot? no. is it happening? apparently. more gunfire does cause him to duck down and cover the guy's head out of habit. he'd do it for his own. and as pissed as he is, he's not interested in getting anyone shot.]

You better be able to haul ass is all I can say.

[ And yet neither of them were here. ]

[ You know what stings more than his ribs at the moment? Having the person he admires so completely convinced he fucked the job up. Which wasn't impossible, of course, but he hadn't just started this yesterday. ]

For the last time, I didn't walk into the wire --

[ It didn't really matter now, did it? Someone sounded the alarm. If it really was a trap, though, there's a good chance it would have ended much worse if it had just been one of them. ]

[ He cuts off before voicing any of that, however, as Levi ducks down, and Squalo holds his breath for a moment. There's gunfire and footsteps, somebody running past on the dock. It seems that the steep riverside is hiding them from sight at the moment, and as much as he does not enjoy laying in mud either, it might be a good idea to stay here for a little bit. ]

If you had just let me kill everyone who saw us we wouldn't be in this situation, [ he hisses instead, careful not to raise his voice too much. Part of him is definitely enjoying having the other man so close despite the dire circumstances, though it's not going to distract him from causing a carnage if the situation demands it. ]

[levi doesn't breathe either, watching the movement up ahead like a cornered animal. if anyone sees them or makes a move, he'll do what's necessary to buy time and get anyone straggling out of this - even squalo, though part of that is due to wanting to beat his ass himself. it takes a few minutes for the movement to pass, the sound of boots on the docks fading gradually.]

Then what? A speck of dust trigger it? I didn't see any ghosts back there either.

[and of course, it comes right down to killing immediately. that alone told him all he needed to know about the kind of guy squalo was. while levi wasn't a stranger to putting someone outta their misery for the sake of a job, it wasn't something he took any pleasure in. most of the poor bastards he'd had to kill were just victims of circumstance. but this guy...levi didn't like what he was hearing.

his tone is still quiet, but firm. angry, though contained enough. he's seen squalo staring at him. he can't say he likes it, but whatever it is...seems like a problem for squalo.]

I said no killing and I meant it - if anyone had to die on this mission, I said I'd take responsibility for it and now more people are dead than there ever needed to be. They aren't gonna like this. So we need to think of something before you're floating in that shitstream of a river longer than you already had to.

Or maybe somebody knew we were coming. Do you actually trust Roshenweiz that much or d'you just want to rag on me??

[ he knows he's not farlan and definitely no isabel, but then, levi wasn't xanxus or belphegor either. it's hardly fair to expect otherwise. looks like neither of them managed to hold onto important things in the end. ]

[ it's almost funny, how their views are so different despite coming from roughly the same place. born at a whorehouse, raised by psychopaths. the ultimate difference apparently turned out to be the people around them. squalo's earlier "employer" always said that nobody will notice if there's nobody left to notice, and routinely shot his own people who messed up in any way. perhaps it's part of why squalo feels so strongly about insisting that he didn't. ]

[ at least, whatever it is, he seems to be willing and able to listen to levi's commands, even when he clearly doesn't like them. he might be bitching now, but he'd still done as told and he was going to do it again. ]

[ he lifts both his hands slightly in exaggerated frustration. ]

Fine. Fine. Great. Let's just sit here and wait for this shit to resolve itself. I'm having a grand time, by the way, hope you're fucking comfortable.

[realizing he's still kind of straddling squalo, levi scoffs and carefully swings his leg back over the guy, taking a seat beside him. it wasn't intentional - hell, levi does his best to avoid touching people in general, but it was just how things ended up. this whole dealing with other people in long bursts thing...he's never been much good at it.]

You know damn well I don't trust anybody. And if you gotta ask...I'm probably gonna have bruises in weird places from your bony ass.

[he sighs, his tone lacking its usual bite to it. as much as kenny would've liked for him to make sure there was nobody left to tell, that kind of thing never sat right with him. he'd do it if he had no other choice - that went without saying, but sooner or later, a man takes enough lives to be no better than the real monsters. the ones isabel was so sure existed. levi figured it was all bullshit, but...whatever. everyone has to deal with how much of a burden they're willing to bear. squalo...doesn't seem to think about any of it much. must be nice.]

If you got better ideas, I'm willing to hear 'em.

[he waits as another shadow passes over them, hoping they weren't heard before continuing.]

But if you aren't interested in going back empty handed, then we're gonna have to get back in there somehow or find a hell of a good forger.

[ he almost mourns that loss of contact, but they do have more important things to worry about at the moment. conceal don't feel is more or less the song of his people anyways, so it's not gonna be a problem. ]

Wouldn't mind more of those.

[ doesn't mean he's not gonna talk shit, though. or think about those bruises more than he should. ]

[ at least he has the sense to shut up until whoever's nearby moves away again. there's no way a single manor had this many guards, he thinks. no matter how rich that guy supposedly was. ]

I thought you had it... Fuck. [ so not only they totally compromised their cover, there was nothing to show for it. squalo chews on his lip angrily. he may be a trigger-happy psychopath, but he's also loyal to a fault to his found family, and this means less food on the table for everyone. ] Well, I'm up for going back. The place's gonna be crawling with guards though. I've got a few ideas...

[ it's murder isn't it ]

[levi snorts, half-sulking into the dirt since he doesn't have a real response to that.]

Tch, yeah right...

not that he expected squalo to go there even if it's just to piss him off, but a few people have had a thing for him in the past. that doesn't mean he knows what to do with any of it and he's always been interested in avoiding it to spare both parties from the awkward bullshit. that kinda territory is completely uncharted.]

I better not see any weapons in your hands if that's the case. You shoot or stab any of 'em and I'll kill you myself. I don't mind taking a beating or two if it ensures minimal casualties.

[levi's pretty confident that it is murder - squalo hasn't given him any reason to doubt it, so as he stands up and offers a hand to his current liability, he's partially doing it to test the other man's grip. he's already gonna have to use the guy's weight against him, so that sucks.]

You know how to knock people out, don't you?

[ not like squalo's much better off in that regard. he may have done some charting before but it usually involved violence so whatever "normal" ways people usually expressed feelings is a mystery. good thing he's a champ at ignoring inconvenient things though. it certainly won't come back to bite him in the ass later. ]

[ and yes, his ideas were definitely murder, and he huffs as he moves his hand away from his sword. ]

Aaand I'm out of ideas. [ part of him wonders if he should disobey, just to see if levi would actually kill him. rage looked good on him. fascinating. ]

[ he side-eyes that hand for a moment but still takes it. he's not heavy for his height, and his grip is firm without being obnoxious about it. ]

More or less. [ They'd probably wake up somewhat injured, as there was hardly anything gentle about him, but he could do it, sure. ] Should I be bait, then?

[ it's probably a good idea to draw the people away from the place they actually need to enter. it would certainly suck for squalo, but he doesn't seem too troubled by the prospect. ]

[levi rolls his eyes, having figured squalo out too easily. all awkwardness aside and questions he doesn't have time to be asking himself, he tugs the other man up easily and briefly realizes how much taller than him the loud pain in the ass really is. why that matters, he isn't sure, but he lets go just as squalo gets a little too close and glowers.]

If that's what you want, but if you get caught, I won't be coming after you. I also better not find any bodies. No, that isn't open for interpretation. Do I make myself clear?

[levi knows he doesn't have to explain himself further. even if squalo does somehow get arrested, he will be dead the second he's released or escaped, whichever occurs first. and maybe if they pull this off...

...no. no getting ahead of anything. get in, get out, hand over the documents.]

If all goes well, I'll meet you back here in exactly an hour. After that, I ain't waiting long.

[ he is very tall and loud. also those four feet of white hair aren't doing him much favors in keeping a low profile either, though at least he has the good sense to braid it when working. so really, it's not quite him being excited for the prospect, and not even wanting to impress the other man, rather than him coldly calculating that levi has a much better chance to slip back in there unnoticed and get what they need. ]

[ as is, he rolls his eyes and holds his hands up in exaggerated defense. ]

Fine, boss. I'll be good. [ he could just leave it at that, but he's going to be an ass about it, of course. this could be the last time they speak, he thinks. maybe he should pull the little bastard close and -- no, that would just complicate things right now. ] Should I also offer them tea while they're tryin' to kill me?

Tch, no. But if you wanna put a kettle on later, I won't bitch. Better not die on me.

[levi leaves it at that as he heads back towards the service entrance of the building, mindful to stay out of the way. he's not at all convinced that squalo heard him loud and clear, but he also isn't sure what squalo's getting at in general. is he...? not that it matters. he'll back off as soon as he knows levi's got zero experience and is carrying a lot of bullshit, but...huh. he doesn't know why he's even considering it, but as he catches the first guard from behind and chokes him out, levi knows he can't get too caught up in wondering about what if's.

a trail of unconscious guards follows him to the room where the documentation is held. sure, a few of them will be taking their meals through a straw and all of them are gonna have trouble talking when they wake up, but they'll live. he finds the locked desk drawer with ease and sets to picking the lock, keeping an ear out for anything that sounds like chaos.

more to the point, tall white-haired chaos with a hard-on for approval. levi can't say he gets it, but...here's squalo's chance as the desk lock clicks and the documentation is found. whether or not it's real is anyone's guess - it could always be forged, but this is what he was told to grab, where it was in the first place, and the higher up's could make it their problem once it was all in their hands.

he shoves it into a bag on his hip and decided to climb down from a window rather than worry about going back the way he came. even if this does leave his back open to attack.]

[ It's probably one of the nicest things he's ever said to him, so Squalo will do his best to take it to heart. ]

[ Which turns out to be more difficult than expected. ]

[ He's supposed to draw the guards' attention to himself -- enough of them that Levi can move relatively freely and have enough time to get to their prize. There's probably several ways he could do that, but as somebody who does not believe in half-measures, he naturally chooses to walk in through the front gate, knock out just enough guards that he doesn't have them coming in from all directions at once, and loudly challenge the rest. ]

[ At first, it's not too much of a commotion -- it's only one crazy intruder, after all, how hard could it be to capture or take him out? Pretty hard, apparently. Squalo holds his own in a three-way duel for someone to pull a gun. Intent to follow his instructions, he chooses this moment to bail -- after making sure one of his opponents takes the bullet for him in a non-vital spot -- but rather than get out, he heads for the roof, and soon enough, there's calls for reinforcements all throughout the estate. ]

[ It's certainly nice that their target has so much pointless decor, Squalo thinks as he shoves another flower pot from a balcony over the heads of pursuers climbing after him. Flowers, statues, weaved folding screens, roof decorations, chimneys, patios, plenty of things to hide behind or unseat on his way. ]

[ Unfortunately, when he reaches the spot he's been planning to retreat through, he sees a familiar figure scaling down the wall, still well within range. Change of plans, then. He bolts in the opposite direction, pulling the angry mob with him, and finally reaches the end of the mansion. ]

Shit.

[ There's nothing he can see to break his fall in any way, but the choices are to jump anyway or wait to be killed, so jump he does. He hears shots, he's fairly sure some of it must have hit him, but he hardly feels it at this point; he manages to slow himself down a little by grabbing on a windowpane on the way, probably fucking up his arm, but at least his legs are intact when he hits the ground and rolls. ]

[ "We've got him now!" a guard cries as they hurry to the nearest ladders, but of course Squalo has no intention of fucking around to find out; he pretends to be dead just long enough for them to break line of sight, then runs for the fence. ]

[ He probably won't make it to the randevouz spot in the allotted time, though. ]

[that fucking idiot...

as soon as he gets down and lands hard enough to annoy the muscles in his legs, he notices that not only is squalo in a similar situation, but is likely bleeding out. if both of them survive, levi is killing him. and even if he somehow gets levi killed, he'll figure out how to haunt squalo's ass.

the few guards he encounters know how to fight - levi will gladly give them that, but they're also big and that makes them stupidly easy to overpower even without the use of a knife. he should just leave squalo behind, but as he smashes the nearest guard in the mouth with his own rifle butt, he looks down at the prone body on the ground and glares.]

Didn't I tell you that you better not die?

[ he should have. he really should have, which squalo will happily remind him of once he's done being outraged. and, uh, peeling himself off the ground. he was planning to just make a beeline for the fence while the guards are busy finding a safe way down -- but now he's getting some very angry, and very short help. ]

[ this ruins his plans. ]

What the fuck are you doing here?! [ thanks to a lucky coincidence, he manages to growl it out convincingly enough, but without actually screaming it loud enough for the entire estate to hear. ] Go! Get out! I've got this!

[ he maybe does not got this, but it wouldn't be the first time he's persevered out of sheer spite. ]

[ actually, less talking, more running. that sounds like a good plan. ]

[levi simply grabs squalo by the collar and yanks him in the direction of cover. people can harp on his height all the want - it only ever makes it a bigger surprise when he manhandles them in a fight and throws them bodily to the ground. in this case, it's awkward. somehow squalo ends up underneath him yet again, but in his anger, he barely notices as much.]

Last time I checked, you weren't the one giving orders. And I'm not picking the bullets outta your asscheeks.

[once the barrage of bullets stops, levi takes that as his chance to bolt, hoping squalo is at least smart enough to follow after him. he doesn't stop until he reaches a back alley so dark and narrow that the guards would have to follow them one at a time down and the trash receptacle is more than big enough for two people to crouch behind.

he doesn't know why he came back. he just...didn't wanna see the dipshit get himself killed is all. same courtesy he'd probably pay to anyone else no matter what he said before. and they got what they came for...so...whatever.]

[ considering squalo has probably experienced the manhandling before, he's not particularly surprised. it's still hella hot, though, and he's definitely giving the other man a sort of half-out-of-it adoring look while he's getting that lecture. ]

[ or maybe he's in shock, or mildly concussed. there's a bullet hole in his shoulder and one leg, but it doesn't look like the shots got any major blood vessels. as long as they can make it out, he'll probably be fine. ]

Hey, I'm not the one going against your orders here. [ okay, maybe he's just a thirsty idiot after all. nonetheless, he is indeed following. good thing he's too high on adrenaline to feel pain much, because he's definitely moving faster than he realistically should with those wounds in him. he does sort of slump down rather than sit once they finally reach a (relatively) safe cover, though. ] What would you pick, then? Outta my asscheeks, I mean. I'm open to suggestions.

[ it's hard to tell whether he's being delirious or a jerk at this point. might be a bit of both. ]

[levi cringes at the word choice, shooting squalo an incredulous look.]

I think I know what you were going for, but I'll ask you to think a little harder about that statement and realize it's disgusting.

[the truth is, levi doesn't know. sure, there's been people he's found fascinating here and there. but never enough to act on it. never kissed, never fucked, never cared. especially after kenny thought it might be a good idea to sell him and realized levi would make a corpse out of any adult who so much as looked at him funny. there's no way in any hell that he's planning on letting squalo know that, though. the dipshit would never let him forget about it and honestly, levi doesn't see what it's such a big deal. it sounds...messy. just more reasons why he isn't so sure on top of his early childhood being what it was.]

How bad are you bleeding?

[all irritation and apparent confusion aside, he does genuinely mean it when he asks. he has some skill at quick fixes for wounds until they get somewhat better suited to treating it. and he's not too keen on people dying for no reason. dragging a dead guy around would suck.]

[ squalo grins back like the smuglord jerkface he is. ]

What're you gonna do? Spray me with disinfectant?

[ or a water bottle might suffice. at least he does shut up after that for a while -- as much as he enjoys his idea of banter, he also does recognize levi's authority and occasionally makes attempts not to push him too hard. ]

[ his own experience is more varied, which may be why he's less shy about it, but it's all had one thing in common for him; ending in an absolute flaming clusterfuck. you'd think he would have maybe learned to put more thought into those things, alas. ]

[ he does somber up somewhat at the question, choosing not to respond with more shittalk, for now. ]

Not terrible. Think one's still stuck in me, though. [ He gestures at his shoulder vaguely. That and the calf do seem to be seeping with blood the most; the rest are pretty much bad grazes and bruises. ]

[levi just shrugs.]

Maybe, since I'm pretty sure you meant to ask me to put something in instead of take something out. If you're constipated, that's your problem.

[his tone is as deadpan as ever, leaving no expression to confirm or deny he ever would go there with squalo. as to whether or not he even likes the guy is questionable, but the same could be said for anyone levi associates with. that being said...he's a little concerned about the severity of the other man's wounds.

checking over his shoulder once more, he risks coming around to face squalo and tugs his jacket to the side carefully. it's pretty dark and so are squalo's clothes, but he can feel the wet sticky sensation of blood beneath his fingers even before he gets anywhere near the wound. not wanting to prod at it worse, levi sighs.]

C'mon, get up. If you can hobble your ass somewhere safe, I can at least take care of the bleeding and make the call for them to pick us up.

[he stands up slowly to be sure they aren't being watched or followed and offers squalo a hand. he's probably gonna regret letting the other man lean on him, but he doesn't see that he has a choice either.]

Don't think I'm interested in carrying you like a princess, though.

[ aaaand there come the shit jokes. which can honestly be pretty damn amusing, or maybe that's the blood loss talking, but squalo snorts loudly at that. ]

Hell, it's like you're reading my mind. No wonder you're the boss.

[ he actually seems to hesitate for a moment, but he does take the hand, hiding whatever concern he has behind a smug lopsided grin. ]

[ the problem is, the adrenaline that had kept him going is wearing off, and the pain is actually starting to become a bother. levi might notice that his steps appear stiffer now, and he seems to struggle more to move despite actually having aid now. ]

No? I think I've got the hair for it at the very least. [ the joking comes through slightly clenched teeth now. at least his face doesn't seem to be losing color too fast. ] So... [ shit. fuck. he can do this. ] How far is "somewhere safe" exactly? Y'know, asking for a friend.

[whatever hangs out in the recesses of squalo's mind is a scary thought and levi isn't sure he actually wants to know, so he settles for rolling his eyes and drawing squalo's arm over his shoulder.]

Yeah well, don't get blood in it and let the neighborhood hear you or else I can think of a couple little girls that live on this street who'd love to have a giant doll to play with. It's not much farther. Just stay conscious.

[it's not like levi hasn't taken over a couple properties in the city, all in poorer neighborhoods where most criminal activity won't be snitched out to the nearest authority unless good money is involved. the adults are all trash, but levi's never had it in for the kids who didn't ask to be born and mostly just raise themselves. he was there too once. and as much as he acts intimidating around them so they don't bother him, squalo better mind his manners either way as levi leads him down a narrow alleyway to an apartment building with boards on every window.

he lets squalo down to lean on the wall by the door and takes the key out from under his shirt, unlocking the door quickly and ushering squalo inside before people start waking up to see them.]

You bleed anywhere but the bathroom and you lick it up, understood?

[he doesn't stay here that often. but like any other place levi occupies, it's both incredibly spartan and incredibly clean despite outward appearances.]

[ mostly violence and chaos, really. it's like a fucked up party in there, with occasional fireworks that set the roof on fire. sometimes it's a little calmer, though, and that's usually when he has something or someone to care about besides himself. ]

Hey now, I'm not that prissy about it.

[ He's had blood and mud and gunk in his hair just today, he could probably handle some more, although the threat of being handed over to the mercy of little girls is amusing enough that he's willing to behave. Not that he's got many options there; his consciousness seems to fade in and out, and the captain's tiny frame feels like one hell of a support right now. ]

[ leaning against the wall, he manages to make it inside. of course, the challenge is not getting blood on the floor with a leg wound -- his entire foot is probably drenched at this point -- so in his hazy state of mind, he figures his best bet is to use his good leg to hop over to the bathroom. ]

[ that plan might work, too, if he wasn't bleeding and out of sorts. as is, he makes maybe two jumps before losing his balance and crashing into the floor. it's followed by a noise that's half a groan and half hyena-like laughter. ]

Fuck. Shit. Cazzata. [ well, he knows what he's doing once he's patched up, he guesses. he'll just... very slowly pick himself up and drag himself toward the bathroom, definitely leaving a smear of red here and there. ] Anything else you want me to lick while I'm at it?

[levi rolls his eyes before reaching down roughly and yanking squalo up by the back of his jacket and his belt. it's surprisingly easy even for a man his size. he's always been weirdly strong. so much so that it seems to scare people. it's got its uses, though. like right now as he tugs squalo the rest of the way to the bathroom and sits him down on the closed toilet.]

Like you're in any condition to lick anything.

[he's less annoyed and more concerned as he grabs some gauze from the medicine cabinet along with bandages, disinfectant, and painkillers. squalo's bleeding too much for a little gauze, so levi finds a small dark towel in the cupboard under the sink and tosses it at him.]

Stay here and strip down if you can so I can get at the bulletholes. I gotta go boil a couple things. And if I catch you with your dick out, they're gonna find you in the morgue with it crammed down your own throat.

[squalo makes so many comments like that, but he has to just be fucking with him, right? to get a rise out of him? levi doesn't get it much, but if squalo is trying to tell him something, then he sure has shit timing.]

You can't spare the blood right now.

[ most people would be scared. squalo is not most people. he thinks it's weirdly hot. so much that he's willing to put up with a whole bunch of shit he might not otherwise. ]

[ he can't argue that part of his talking shit is to get a rise out of the other man, though. always so put together. that, and being obnoxious is about the best way he knows to express feelings anyway. pulling pigtails and all that shit. it gives him plausible deniability instead of being forced to confront himself. ]

[ he flashes a crooked grin, though his teeth might be clenched a little. ]

Don't threaten me with a good time, boss.

[ not to worry, though. he's not really in any condition to think about wanking one out at the moment, even if he'd have others believe otherwise. so he does as told, tossing his bloody shirt into the bathtub and rolling up the pant of his leg to reveal his injured calf, holding his breath every now and then when his movement seems to jostle his injuries in a particularly unpleasant way. ]

[ he picks at his leg a little -- looks like there's no bullet stuck in there, at least -- but he can't really reach the hole in his shoulderblade. guess he'll have to wait for that. he's still half expecting to be murdered, even if the operation wasn't entirely fucked up this time and it wasn't technically his fault, but it's more an idle curiosity than concern. he's unhinged like that. rather, he chooses to bask in the fact that levi appears to be actually worried about him, even if it's temporary until he's strong enough to be properly beat up. ]

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sorry for the wait, bad week ._.

no apology necessary! sorry you had a bad time, though.

just work things really ;; ty

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