[ The blond will try to get the other's attention by shouting after that clusterfuck once he spots him not nearby anyone else and crossing the halls (as it's difficult to do without going somewhere in this place.) ]
Can we talk for a moment? Alone?
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omfg I never hit send... It just sat there..........
[ There's some hesitation, but he finally releases a sigh. After the day he's had, he's kind of... not feeling up for chatting with anyone else, but-- ]
Yeah, sure. [ a beat, and then a faint smirk (kind of forced, really) ] Where did you have in mind?
LKFMLGH:RKM...it's okay, I've done that so many times too
[ Roxas waited with baited breath, before the other sighs and grants his request - he kind of wishes that the situation didn't literally go turbo before he did hunt Vanitas down. But it looks like they don't get to live the easy life. ]
How about my room? There's really not many good places for people not to eavesdrop on.
[ Vanitas' quiescence was noted by the blond, and it bothered him to the point that it was all on his mind, enough to the point that at some point in the evening, he found himself heading towards his room.
His hands rapped on the other's door. ]
Vanitas? Can we talk?
[ He doesn't know if he was there but he had to try...but then again, where else would anybody be at a time like this? If there's no response he keeps knocking harder, getting a little worried. ]
[ Eventually, he does answer, and there's a look on his face that's different from his usual air of Doesn't Care he manages to keep carefully in place.
Put simply? He looks... ready to punch Roxas (or more), already... ]
[ Today's been an adventure in the way that a non-adventure would end up being. Roxas actually hadn't seen someone be electrocuted to death before, despite knowing the prowess of Larxene, and being sometimes within her presence back in the Organization.
All in all, a terrible time, really.
The blond isn't eager to see many after that...but he'll find himself drawn to Vanitas' door once again, remembering the bruises that marred his face earlier.
He knocks in that way that probably Vanitas can tell by now it's him. ]
[ There aren't exactly too many others that come knocking, though, so he definitely recognizes that one.
He's still slow to answer the door.
Once he does, he presses a hand to the back of his neck for just a moment... and then moves back a bit, giving Roxas time to walk in. If he wants.
But only because he's not in the mood to talk where just anyone could hear them, okay. He's going to be speaking kind of quietly when he finally does. ]
Roxas tries to hide a smile as he comes to open the door, peering at him and waiting for him to move so he can walk into the room proper. One of his hands is behind his back...trying to hold two things in confidence because he also might've thought of seeing about sharing snacks with him. A snack that he likes.
...Though considering he had his back to Vanitas for a moment, he could probably notice it's literally two things of ice cream on a stick, and he'll be looking around for a chair to sit on. ]
...so could you follow me for a second? It's real important, and my room's nearby.
[ He wasn't kidding, his room was literally right across from here, and he could literally help him with this bruise issue. But, he also wanted to talk about it too. ]
[ Roxas is quiet on their way there and it doesn't last long, as the journey itself is swift. He'll purposefully wait until the other takes a seat up or stand wherever in the room proper before he then closes the door behind them.
At least it's probably a nice room for Vanitas to be in because it's not cold as hell and it's just black all over.
He'll finally take a seat on his bed, though. ]
Can you let me fix you up? It'll take literally a second. [ Roxas knows, he just knows there'll be an argument, so he adds in: ] You can't just go around with all of those bruises all of the time- and I know you might say you could but it's going to make it hard to get around at some point.
[ So, they'd spoken briefly once more, and Roxas had ended up meeting up with Aoi. Afterwards, however, he did have his own intentions to go and find Vanitas again.
He was kind of really tired, but after everything, he wanted to just...talk to Vanitas. And so he catches Vanitas right as he's likely nearby his room or entering it. ]
[ He doesn't even look up. There's a considerable pause, maybe one that gives the impression he's considering saying no.
But, then... he doesn't feel up for talking, at all. Talking isn't something that could help with what he's feeling - what is he feeling? What the hell's even going on with his chest, here? He releases a quiet, breathy, tense kind of chuckle. And it might be obvious there are things lurking within it: some bitterness, some anger, hints of confusion.
Vanitas walks the rest of the way into his room, leaving the door open; he quietly goes over to his bed, lying down with his feet resting on the floor. ]
[ Roxas considered that Vanitas may have declined, and if he did...he wasn't in the position to protest much of anything. He more than listens than watches, the chuckle bringing him to reality, and his own footsteps sounding as Roxas follows Vanitas in.
The door closes silently in comparison as Roxas makes sure their privacy is protected, and his feet lead him to choose to sit down nearby the bed, after moving the chair as close as possible.
But he doesn't speak to shatter the stillness, not until a few moments pass, and finally Roxas is able to find his voice again. ]
[ Sometime nebulously at night that doesn't happen to conflict with the slumber party...Roxas just heads right over to Vanitas'. This is really just becoming such a large habit now, but no one can blame him for it, right?
Either way, he's going to knock on the door the way he usually does. ]
Vanitas? Are you around?
[ One of these days he's going to remember that most things can't be heard outside of these rooms. That day is not it. ]
[ He's a bit tired, tonight... Playing video games and chatting is more draining than he ever could have expected, but...
Vanitas does answer the door, already dressed for bed. He doesn't even say anything, but there's a lazy wave as he walks back over to sit on the bed. ]
[ After a long day of there being an actual break, the blond is going to be heading straight back to his room. He's expected Vanitas to be in there as usual by now too since he does leave the door unlocked/slightly ajar on account of it being break week, so when he enters, and closes the door he takes a look around for the other. ]
[ It's actually really... nice... being able to dress in fewer layers for sleeping. And to not wake up in the middle of the night, suddenly overheated. In any case, that teasing gets a quiet snort.
He takes a long sip from his water bottle as he lifts his eyebrows (with a bit of an exaggeration to the movement). ]
[ At some point, Roxas has returned to his room after speaking with literally just one person - the rest he can chat with, well. That's going to be easier to do via tablet.
At least because Vanitas is in his room now, he can just...talk to him right here. So he just decides to plop straight into bed after closing the door, probably scooching closer to Vanitas right after. For the record, he's been wearing these pajamas he was given and has been going around just pajama day the entire time (pretend that he is also wearing a black top too.) ]
[ After his breakdown??? learning about who died, he... had felt a lot of things that only the near-death experience with Roxas had come close to bringing.
This is the most helpless he's ever felt and he hates it. He hates caring about people. He hates wanting to save people that he likely won't be able to. He hates being afraid.
He hates, most of all, that he can't fully hate this place. ]
Yes.
[ He's staring up at the ceiling, expression drained at this point, even if he's struggling to do something about his voice. To combat how pathetic it sounds, he's keeping it quiet. Just above a whisper. ]
Minato was too gentle... He wanted to save everyone.
[ Tonight was rather busy, but once it was over, the blond made a movement to head straight over to his own room. How could he not? He was tired, and ... he was making a point to avoid a certain someone (after seeing Makoto briefly parading around like that.) He just knew that they'd never be able to talk normally to each other again. As much as he tried to force that he'd be okay with what happened on the outside (with Vanitas probably knowing otherwise since they sulked together...) he wasn't.
But, recently, it felt like Roxas didn't have time to talk about any of that really, or what would happen after all of this, and just some general down time. Which, after all of those depressing and hurt feelings...was what was needed.
He enters into their (his) room and closes the door behind him. ]
...Hey Vanitas. Still up?
[ He comes closer to the bed, rubbing at his eyes a bit, given it's a little late. ]
There's a long period of silence from Vanitas after he hears the door open, but he doesn't take long to turn his head, looking over at his... boyfriend. The guy who's fought to be there for him, since... as long as he's known him, right? Heh.
Roxas is still, in Vanitas' opinion, weird. But... he's his weirdo, right? ]
Yeah.
[ He's moving to sit up, tired gaze resting on Roxas' face. ]
Week 1 - Monday
[ The blond will try to get the other's attention by shouting after that clusterfuck once he spots him not nearby anyone else and crossing the halls (as it's difficult to do without going somewhere in this place.) ]
Can we talk for a moment? Alone?
omfg I never hit send... It just sat there..........
Yeah, sure. [ a beat, and then a faint smirk (kind of forced, really) ] Where did you have in mind?
LKFMLGH:RKM...it's okay, I've done that so many times too
How about my room? There's really not many good places for people not to eavesdrop on.
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it's okay, roxas is a stubborn bby
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week 1 post-trial
His hands rapped on the other's door. ]
Vanitas? Can we talk?
[ He doesn't know if he was there but he had to try...but then again, where else would anybody be at a time like this? If there's no response he keeps knocking harder, getting a little worried. ]
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Put simply? He looks... ready to punch Roxas (or more), already... ]
What.
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Is his hair still in pigtails. ]
You suddenly left without saying anything...and with everything that happened, I'd thought you'd at least have something to say.
[ Gonna be blunt about that. ]
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Week 1, post-execution
All in all, a terrible time, really.
The blond isn't eager to see many after that...but he'll find himself drawn to Vanitas' door once again, remembering the bruises that marred his face earlier.
He knocks in that way that probably Vanitas can tell by now it's him. ]
Vanitas, are you in there?
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He's still slow to answer the door.
Once he does, he presses a hand to the back of his neck for just a moment... and then moves back a bit, giving Roxas time to walk in. If he wants.
But only because he's not in the mood to talk where just anyone could hear them, okay. He's going to be speaking kind of quietly when he finally does. ]
Way to not surprise me.
[ AKA he was kind of expecting him. ]
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Roxas tries to hide a smile as he comes to open the door, peering at him and waiting for him to move so he can walk into the room proper. One of his hands is behind his back...trying to hold two things in confidence because he also might've thought of seeing about sharing snacks with him. A snack that he likes.
...Though considering he had his back to Vanitas for a moment, he could probably notice it's literally two things of ice cream on a stick, and he'll be looking around for a chair to sit on. ]
How'd you know I was coming?
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Week 2 - Tuesday aka Vanitas why are you like this
[ He wasn't kidding, his room was literally right across from here, and he could literally help him with this bruise issue. But, he also wanted to talk about it too. ]
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Fine.
[ Without another word, he gets up, dries his feet off, puts on his shoes, and then follows. ]
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At least it's probably a nice room for Vanitas to be in because it's not cold as hell and it's just black all over.
He'll finally take a seat on his bed, though. ]
Can you let me fix you up? It'll take literally a second. [ Roxas knows, he just knows there'll be an argument, so he adds in: ] You can't just go around with all of those bruises all of the time- and I know you might say you could but it's going to make it hard to get around at some point.
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Week 2 - Friday, post-investigation
He was kind of really tired, but after everything, he wanted to just...talk to Vanitas. And so he catches Vanitas right as he's likely nearby his room or entering it. ]
...Vanitas, can we talk?
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But, then... he doesn't feel up for talking, at all. Talking isn't something that could help with what he's feeling - what is he feeling? What the hell's even going on with his chest, here? He releases a quiet, breathy, tense kind of chuckle. And it might be obvious there are things lurking within it: some bitterness, some anger, hints of confusion.
Vanitas walks the rest of the way into his room, leaving the door open; he quietly goes over to his bed, lying down with his feet resting on the floor. ]
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The door closes silently in comparison as Roxas makes sure their privacy is protected, and his feet lead him to choose to sit down nearby the bed, after moving the chair as close as possible.
But he doesn't speak to shatter the stillness, not until a few moments pass, and finally Roxas is able to find his voice again. ]
...it hurts, doesn't it?
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sunday, post-execution
Either way, he's going to knock on the door the way he usually does. ]
Vanitas? Are you around?
[ One of these days he's going to remember that most things can't be heard outside of these rooms. That day is not it. ]
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Vanitas does answer the door, already dressed for bed. He doesn't even say anything, but there's a lazy wave as he walks back over to sit on the bed. ]
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week 3 post-trial
He's going to be rapping his hand on the door almost immediately, because he notices the other didn't return to the room they were in (Roxas'). ]
Vanitas?
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Vanitas eventually opens the door, though he's just going to stand in the doorway, not looking at Roxas. And not... saying anything, at first... ]
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...Getting ready for bed already?
[ Yeah he's teasing a little. ]
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He takes a long sip from his water bottle as he lifts his eyebrows (with a bit of an exaggeration to the movement). ]
Something wrong with that?
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week 5, post-investigation
At least because Vanitas is in his room now, he can just...talk to him right here. So he just decides to plop straight into bed after closing the door, probably scooching closer to Vanitas right after. For the record, he's been wearing these pajamas he was given and has been going around just pajama day the entire time (pretend that he is also wearing a black top too.) ]
...Did you expect any of that to happen? At all?
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his breakdown???learning about who died, he... had felt a lot of things that only the near-death experience with Roxas had come close to bringing.This is the most helpless he's ever felt and he hates it. He hates caring about people. He hates wanting to save people that he likely won't be able to. He hates being afraid.
He hates, most of all, that he can't fully hate this place. ]
Yes.
[ He's staring up at the ceiling, expression drained at this point, even if he's struggling to do something about his voice. To combat how pathetic it sounds, he's keeping it quiet. Just above a whisper. ]
Minato was too gentle... He wanted to save everyone.
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week 6, wednesday
But, recently, it felt like Roxas didn't have time to talk about any of that really, or what would happen after all of this, and just some general down time. Which, after all of those depressing and hurt feelings...was what was needed.
He enters into their (his) room and closes the door behind him. ]
...Hey Vanitas. Still up?
[ He comes closer to the bed, rubbing at his eyes a bit, given it's a little late. ]
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There's a long period of silence from Vanitas after he hears the door open, but he doesn't take long to turn his head, looking over at his... boyfriend. The guy who's fought to be there for him, since... as long as he's known him, right? Heh.
Roxas is still, in Vanitas' opinion, weird. But... he's his weirdo, right? ]
Yeah.
[ He's moving to sit up, tired gaze resting on Roxas' face. ]
Don't feel like sleeping.
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