I keep heading into the kitchen at first, until I hear Hiromu make a sound that is at once innately familiar, and completely horrifying. It's his oh god what is happening I need help but I don't have time to ask for it yelp (and yes, it's that specific, the oh god I know exactly what is happening and I'm going to deal for now yelp is entirely different). I drop the pastry bag and tear around the corner and into the bedroom in time to see his legs... steadily disappearing under the bed.
The bed under which I know there is not actually enough room for his entire body but now he's nearly gone and-
I dive after him without thinking, grasping onto his ankle, and I give a mon fucking dieu what in the hell is this help me yelp of my own as we go tumbling down into something, some place, that is far too fresh and green and outdoors to be under our god damn bed.
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Date: 2015-02-08 07:26 am (UTC)The bed under which I know there is not actually enough room for his entire body but now he's nearly gone and-
I dive after him without thinking, grasping onto his ankle, and I give a mon fucking dieu what in the hell is this help me yelp of my own as we go tumbling down into something, some place, that is far too fresh and green and outdoors to be under our god damn bed.