[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.]
[But the kiss makes him smile and he actually goes to settle this time, even wiggling down a bit so he can tuck his head under Gil's chin. He knows that he's the taller one of the two of them but he wants the affection right now.]
[Gilbert lets him settle and even shifts a little to make it easier for him to do so. That's not the only thing, though, as he sneaks in a few more kisses. This day was a rather long one for Jirou, after all.]
[Just what he wants. Kisses and alcohol. He hums and smiles a bit, happily accepting all kisses he's given as he clings to Gil. He's a very lucky sword. This is so good.]
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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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[But the kiss makes him smile and he actually goes to settle this time, even wiggling down a bit so he can tuck his head under Gil's chin. He knows that he's the taller one of the two of them but he wants the affection right now.]
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[Gilbert lets him settle and even shifts a little to make it easier for him to do so. That's not the only thing, though, as he sneaks in a few more kisses. This day was a rather long one for Jirou, after all.]
You're getting more tomorrow, definitely.
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[Just what he wants. Kisses and alcohol. He hums and smiles a bit, happily accepting all kisses he's given as he clings to Gil. He's a very lucky sword. This is so good.]