bakerstreet | And they're STILL THERE.

And they're STILL THERE.

SOMEONE'S SLEEPING IN YOUR BED THE MEME
And no, not in a good, sexy way, or at least not initially.

...basically what the title + subject says. Somebody's been sleeping in your bed! And they're still there. And possibly drooling all over your pillow and crap.

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- Reply to other characters and ICly start stealing pillows and hogging blankets which weren't yours at all to begin with.
- Shenanigans.

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[ danger senses were tingling. that voice should not be so close to him at this hour. (that voice shouldn't be so close to him at any hour.) but every bone had promptly dissolved on hitting mattress, and he was in the right this time, wasn't he? that should give him a little margin of safety.

as such, Kazu twisted away from the source, but not actually out of the bed. problem: rolling took blankets with him, too. ]

Whh... whthfffffffuck... 'gito? Five more minutes...

[ Hands reached over, giving those blankets a few very rough tugs, to get them back onto him, instead of on Kazu. Being on his bed was one thing. Taking his blankets? Another entirely. Not that being on his bed wasn't entirely horrendous- but. ]

[ Tug, tug, tug. He's pretty determined to get those blankets back. Agito's also determined to kick Kazu's ass, too. So he adds a kick in with those tugs, shoving his heel where he assumed the curve of Kazu's back was. ]

Get the fuck off my bed, beanpole.

Three seconds.

Nnn—Agito, oiii.

[ sounding drowsy, still, but at least Kazu seemed vaguely more conscious of what was going on! Unfortunately, the scrawny weight still held the sheets pinned in spite of that kick, and it wasn't moving. ]

[ That's it. ]

[ Agito sat himself up, grabbed onto the blanket with both hands, and shoved his feet against Kazu just in time with another tug to them. ]

GET UP BEFORE I PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!

[ ?! ]

[ having been unceremoniously dumped on the floor, Kazu sat up, shocked awake, elbows braced along the edge of the bed and tried to recollect his thoughts.

wait.

wait, what?? ]

Agito, what the—

... what're you even doing here, wrong room.

Twice over.

This is my room, shithead!

[ Another kick, this time right to Kazu's forehead-- ]

[ -before Agito was wrapping that blanket back around himself, and trying to go back to sleep. ]

[ JOLTING BACK BY REFLEX, but part of the blow still catches him. he looks around hazily. oh. well, that explains a bit. ]

... you actually sleep in here now?

[ mumbled. he's trying to get up the will to leave, but god, he's exhausted. and some douchebag just kicked him in the head. ]