[What Jirou has said makes Gilbert wonder whether he's just that drunk or maybe that's a more serious issue. Now isn't probably a good time for questions nor lectures, so he refrains from doing that and simply gives him a scalp massage, hoping that'll help him relax even if a bit.]
No. Not just beautiful.
[Gilbert leans in closer so he can easily whisper into Jirou's ear.]
[He appears to help because the oodachi smiles finally and relaxes. He's still not in a great mood and he's way drunker than usual but at least he's stopped complaining for a bit. That's progress at the very least.
Closing his eyes, he tilts his head towards the hands massaging his scalp.]
Gi-chan has the goodest hands...es... Hands. Handses? Words are hard.
[He hums a little. The alcohol is very much getting to him. Does he care though? Nope.]
[That comment makes Gilbert smile, especially the helpless word formation gets to him. But then again, he lays his eyes briefly at his left metal arm and his smile becomes even wider.
He always wanted to be needed and while he experienced that back in his world not just once, here it's different. So much different. Gilbert is getting used to it little by little, but he's really thankful for all the moments he can help Jiroutachi or even spoil him a little.]
You don't have to tell me. I'm really bad with words.
[It shouldn't be news to Jirou, though. Gilbert sighs softly as he continues the massage.]
Let's stay at home for a few days without going anywhere, alright?
[He may not understand why Jiroutachi's giggling (maybe he's just that drunk already, it wouldn't be anything surprising...) but it makes him smile softly.]
[He realizes his bottle is empty and puts it aside. Only to turn around and press that naked wet body of his against Gil as he wraps his arms around him.]
[Gilbert realizes that the alcohol is gone just a little while before Jirou's arms circle around him; despite being fully clothed, he doesn't pull away.]
Should I bring you more? Personally, I think you should stop, but...
[Jiroutachi may be a heavy drinker, but it doesn't make Gil less of a worrywart.]
Be more careful, would you! I know you're drunk and...
[It's pointless, isn't it? Giving him a lecture now. At least that means Gilbert will have less rinsing to do. With that done, he goes to grab a towel and starts drying his hair...which is prone to take a while as well.]
[Jirou giggles a bit then relaxes some more so his hair can be dried a bit before he gets out. He knows there's a lot to manage even in this drunken state.]
[He pouts but at least goes to curl on his side, Gil still in his arms so he can busy his face against him. He just wants to breathe Gil's scent because it doesn't smell like where he's been stuck in.
It's comforting to him. Something he'll realize later when he's not quite as drunk as he is now.]
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No. Not just beautiful.
[Gilbert leans in closer so he can easily whisper into Jirou's ear.]
The most beautiful.
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Closing his eyes, he tilts his head towards the hands massaging his scalp.]
Gi-chan has the goodest hands...es... Hands. Handses? Words are hard.
[He hums a little. The alcohol is very much getting to him. Does he care though? Nope.]
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He always wanted to be needed and while he experienced that back in his world not just once, here it's different. So much different. Gilbert is getting used to it little by little, but he's really thankful for all the moments he can help Jiroutachi or even spoil him a little.]
You don't have to tell me. I'm really bad with words.
[It shouldn't be news to Jirou, though. Gilbert sighs softly as he continues the massage.]
Let's stay at home for a few days without going anywhere, alright?
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But...it sounds so nice.]
Promise to rest too? I want to rest together.
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[He may not understand why Jiroutachi's giggling (maybe he's just that drunk already, it wouldn't be anything surprising...) but it makes him smile softly.]
I won't be going anywhere.
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[He realizes his bottle is empty and puts it aside. Only to turn around and press that naked wet body of his against Gil as he wraps his arms around him.]
My Gi-chan...
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Should I bring you more? Personally, I think you should stop, but...
[Jiroutachi may be a heavy drinker, but it doesn't make Gil less of a worrywart.]
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[He buries his face against his neck and breathes deep. That Gil smell...]
Wanna cuddle.
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Pick just one for now.
[He can't exactly bring him anything while like this, after all.]
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[He mouths at his ear then like that's going to get him what he wants. It has to, right?]
Sake and cuddles.
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Sake and cuddles. But first things first. I need to finish washing your hair.
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Well more like flops back in and almost goes under because he slips but still.]
'kay.
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Be more careful, would you! I know you're drunk and...
[It's pointless, isn't it? Giving him a lecture now. At least that means Gilbert will have less rinsing to do. With that done, he goes to grab a towel and starts drying his hair...which is prone to take a while as well.]
Be patient.
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[Jirou giggles a bit then relaxes some more so his hair can be dried a bit before he gets out. He knows there's a lot to manage even in this drunken state.]
It's okay though. Mmmmm...
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[Again, it's pointless but Gil can't keep quiet.]
Don't make me more worried than I already am, idiot.
[At least he has something to focus on for a few more minutes before he announces that Jiroutachi is good to go.]
Wait for me in the bedroom, I'll bring you more sake.
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Of course Gil will also find him sitting on the floor instead of on the bed. The sword gives him a wave and a smile.]
The room went wooooooooooo so I sat.
[He giggles at his own stupidity.]
Sake?
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You're going to catch a cold! [Gilbert puts the sake on top of the drawer and rushes to his side.] Really, you shouldn't have drunk so much.
[While hauling (or trying to haul) him up, Gil starts mumbling something about being inconsiderate and careless, apparently.]
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[He laughs as he's hauled up and flops on the bed, grabbing onto Gil to try to pull him down on top of him.]
Gi-chaaaan!
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[He's going to need lots of cigarettes later, but before that happens.]
I should've fed you first, damn.
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[He smiles and pets his hair. Because pretty. Pretty hair. Yep.]
Kisses?
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You should have some rest.
[But he does kiss him on the forehead. That's not what Jiroutachi meant, probably...]
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[He pouts but at least goes to curl on his side, Gil still in his arms so he can busy his face against him. He just wants to breathe Gil's scent because it doesn't smell like where he's been stuck in.
It's comforting to him. Something he'll realize later when he's not quite as drunk as he is now.]
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[Despite saying that, he places another kiss on top of Jirou's head.]
You're such a handful.
[Gilbert sounds rather happy while saying that, though.]
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[Oodachi are supposed to be handfuls after all. They are terribly long and all that. And he's a holy blade on top of that!
Ah well. At least Gil doesn't mind.]
One kiss?
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Are you trying to tell me that it's not enough?
[Instead of waiting for an answer, he sneakily (well, not really) kisses him again, this time on the lips.]
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