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[emet_sulk]

Your call is answered by a deep, put-upon sigh.

"Yes? What is it?

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[emet_sulk]

He can sense Hythlodaeus is grinning like a cat at him. He squirms inwardly.

"What? Is it so strange of me to want to spend time with my...my..."

Argh, Zodiark help him, he can't say it.

[weenwoon]

Of course Hythlodaeus is going to take the opportunity. He leans onto Hades's shoulder some more.

"With your?~.."

You gotta say it!

[emet_sulk]

(No!!!!)

Hades flushes a darker pink and mumbles.

"Your...lover..."

[weenwoon]

Hythlodaeus giggles, and how giddy and almost childish it sounds might be an indicator that he's actually quite flustered too, merely much better at cloaking it.

"And yet you didn't want to share a bed... Is that not what lovers are supposed to do?"

[emet_sulk]

Hades is unfortunately too mired in his own embarrassment to notice that Hythlodaeus may be just as affected by this as him. He pointedly continues to avoid looking at his friend - his partner.

"The bed is too small. I'm sure you would kick me out of it in your sleep."

[weenwoon]

... Well. Hades probably is right about that, too. So Hythlodaeus chooses not to pursue that line; fortunately, he still has plenty of ways to embarrass his newfound partner.

"So you would agree that that getting a bigger bed should be our first priority? I would like to have your company during the nights, too..."

[emet_sulk]

'Company during the nights'? Hades swallows as his thoughts wonder whether Hythlodaeus means that superficially or as something more. Knowing his friend, if he asks for clarification then Hythlodaeus will tease him for even thinking it.

...Although, it's not as though he doesn't want it, does he? Hades takes a deep breath and lets it out to steady his hammering heart.

"I suppose you're right, yes. Given a month, I think we can afford to replace the bed."

[weenwoon]

There's a bit of a shocked silence from Hythlodaeus. An entire month?..

"... I suppose that for the time being I'll have to be content with spending our waking hours together."

[emet_sulk]

He stares in confusion before he remembers: Hythlodaeus doesn't have any concept of commerce.

"...I suppose I could conjure us a bed we could sleep in each night. As a temporary measure," he says.

[weenwoon]

And, as usual, Hythlodaeus perks up the moment he gets what he wanted.

"Your generosity has always been one of your better points~ Would it last long enough? I like to sleep in sometimes."

[emet_sulk]

"I don't know. Anything I create does seem to last as long as I need it, however... Which may well mean the bed will shrink once I wake up."

And dump Hythlodaeus on the floor. That would be an amusing sight actually.

[weenwoon]

Wow, rude! :'( Then he would have to spend the whole day languishing in a chair and doing nothing because he is clearly so hurt as to be unable to do any work. How sad.

"Hmm... Remind me, are you still an early riser?"

[emet_sulk]

He presses his lips together. He can see where that question is leading.

"...No. I prefer to sleep these days. It passes the time more quickly."

Eternity is quite lonely, you know?

[weenwoon]

"Ah, then I needn't fear a rude awakening!~" He looks pretty happy at that, even though he would be able to puzzle out why exactly Hades prefers to sleep in nowadays. At the same time, as far as Hythlodaeus is concerned, sleeping in is good for his friend, prone to overworking as he is.

"You know, it would be a curious experience to awaken before you do. I've only ever gotten to see you sleeping during your naps."

[emet_sulk]

"I don't look any different sleeping in a bed than I do taking a nap, you know."

At least, that's what Hades believes. What he hopes. Suddenly he worries whether he has some kind of sleeping habit that his friends have never mentioned.

Sighing, he gestures. "Make yourself at home. I can make something if you haven't yet eaten."

[weenwoon]

"Ah, but it's the context that matters. Not that I don't find it endearing to see you napping, of course."

Though Hythlodaeus did have a bit of breakfast, there is obviously no way he would refuse Hades's cooking (as well as another chance to have have his friend do something for him).

"Oh, would you? I'll have a seafood salad, then, and a couple bruschettas, and an orange juice. Do you have dessert?"

[emet_sulk]

He shoots Hythlodaeus an exasperated look.

"What sort of food do you think I keep here?! I will make you a normal salad and some toast. I have no juice either, only water."

He releases his friend's hand and moves towards the kitchenette. As can be spotted over his shoulder, if Hythlodaeus is so inclined (and he probably is), the coldbox - the fridge - is rather bare. Hades is not particularly extravagant with his meals.

[weenwoon]

Hythlodaeus only grins to himself smugly; of course, he never expected Hades to actually cook what he demanded, but it is still fun to rile his friend.

At the same time he does take the chance to peer over Hades's shoulder into the fridge. It's... just about as empty as Hythlodaeus would expect. If left alone, Hades might well only draw sustenance from bread and water, concerned with other matters instead.

"Goodness. Is that sorry state of your larder the reason why you've grown so thin?" He asks cheerily, poking Hades in the side for good measure.

[emet_sulk]

He shrugs self-consciously, trying to shut the fridge before Hythlodaeus can poke more fun at him.

"No. I just-- I never saw much point in making extravagant meals after...what happened."

Food became meaningless to someone who existed only as a disembodied soul.

"We can eat out instead if you prefer."

[weenwoon]

Hythlodaeus just wraps his arms around Hades's neck, leaning onto the other man's back - just to be annoying, but also to embarrass him.

"And you could show me how this 'commerce' works? Then again, I would still quite like to have you make something for me! 'Tis not every day the great Emet-Selch himself cooks for me."

[emet_sulk]

Hades pulls a face but, as Hythlodaeus knows all too well, it's very easy to get him to cave with the right amount of cajoling from the right source.

"With this short notice, the best I can do is a sandwich. Will that satisfy your luxurious taste?"

Maybe...he'll make that soup for Hythlodaeus tomorrow. The one that the Garleans named in his honour.

[weenwoon]

"As long as you add the special ingredient," Hythlodaeus replies with a grin. Of course, he wouldn't say no to a bigger meal, but he'll take what he can get... and it's not like he can't goad Hades into going out to eat in a couple hours.

[emet_sulk]

"What special ingredient?" he asks blankly as he opens the fridge again and starts pulling out items to make the sandwich.

[weenwoon]

"Isn't it obvious?"

The grin on Hythlodaeus's face does not bode well for Hades. The bard raises a finger to his own lips, assuming an annoyingly angelic expression.

"'Tis love, of course~"

[emet_sulk]

He immediately splutters, almost dropping the loaf of bread he's handling.

"You-- absolutely incorrigible man...!"

His cheeks are pink and he slaps a knife down with more force than necessary.