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If this is Hythlodaeus: Please act like a bureau chief for once in your life and stop referring complaints to me.
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he's judging u silently Hyth
What sort of question is that?
but ur so cute when u yell at him
"A logical one? I do wish to know which category you would judge it to be in!"
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Hades frowns at his friend from his spot on the bed. "Then the logical answer is that it is nonsensical," he replies tartly.
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"How cruel, Hades! Do you dislike it, then?"
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He rolls over on to his side so he doesn't have to look directly at Hythlodaeus, focusing intently on his phone.
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"Well, 'tis not as though your input is required for every concept that is submitted. I may very well approve it myself and then simply send you the resultant paperwork."
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"Oh dear, I seem to have lost the paperwork. I'm afraid the concept cannot be approved without it."
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"My, how unlike our diligent Architect! It seems I've naught else but to draft it again, hmm?"
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He pokes Hythlodaeus' cheek in turn.
theyre disgusting i regret starting this thread
"And what would those be, most eminent Emet-Selch?"
no u don't
He rests his phone face-down on his chest, head lolling to watch Hythlodaeus stretch out beside him.
d i s g u s t i n g
"Worry not, Agesandros, I shall be the most watchful guardian of your dreams!"
...Actually, this gives him an idea. Hythlodaeus hums as he narrows his eyes a little.
"In fact... my magic does allow me to walk in dreams. Would you like me to visit yours from time to time?"
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"I would advise against it," he says. "You would only find nightmares."
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"Then mayhap I could dispel them," he murmurs before leaning in to kiss Hades on the cheek. "I cannot have you fulfill your duties without being well-rested, after all."
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He thinks about the nights he wakes with tears in his eyes, a wordless name upon his lips. The nightmares where he abruptly jolts up from his bed out of breath from fleeing one of the Dooms. Or the times when he dreams of nothing more than a peaceful day at the Bureau, gazing up at Amaurot's graceful spires.
No, these are his sins to bear. He will not trouble Hythlodaeus to see them. He's seen enough.
ughhhh im SAD
"'Tis mayhap worth a try, nonetheless," he says quietly. "If I can lead you out of troubled dreams into peaceful ones, 'tis more than worth the effort. Or mayhap I could simply walk with you as you fall asleep, steer you away from darker currents. Certainly that would be naught that would exhaust me unduly."
you brought this on yourself!!
"If you insist... I suspect 'twould be more of a headache to keep denying you the chance to try," he says.
Much like the long bread discussion which seems unfairly skewed in his friend's favour.
Shhh
"That it would. You know full well there is practically naught you can resist me in... at least for long."
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"Naught I can resist, you say..."
Well, perhaps he can give this small concession to his friend. There is little he wouldn't give for Hythlodaeus' sake.
"I like not the implication that I would submit to your whims, 'Daeus." But he says it with a faint smirk.
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He flashes his friend a smug grin.
"I was rather under the impression that you normally do, one way or another. At times I even manage to make you think 'twas your idea in the first place!"
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Shifting upright, he gently pushes Hythlodaeus' shoulder so that he can roll his friend on to their back, whereupon he hovers over them still wearing that little smirk.
"Keep that up and I am afraid I shall have to take disciplinary action against you," he says, idly tracing a finger along his friend's bottom lip.
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"My goodness. And here I thought 'twas a good workplace practice to encourage initiative!"
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He lets the weight of his upper body settle atop his friend's, idly walking his fingers along the other man's throat. Like a lazy cat basking in the warmth of its companion.
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theyre so soft im DISGUSTED!!!!
soft and sad :')
:')!!!!
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when will we stop making ourselves sad oh my god
n e v e r
arises from the grave to be sad again
lays you back in it neat and proper :')
Re: lays you back in it neat and proper :')
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