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My secret weapon. Looking cute.

Come on then.

[Standing up and tugging him up with his tentacles.]

Oh? Where to?

[He follows eagerly, still particularly pleased about the tentacles' touch. They are very good and cute.]

Not far.

[Tugging him to lie down on his bed so he can lie his head on his chest and wrap his tentacles around him.]

[OH... THAT'S ADORABLE. He smiles, lying down as well and wrapping his arms around Emet in turn, sighing contentedly.]

This is really nice.

[He closes his eyes.]

I have missed this.

[He traces his fingers across him, mapping out again what was once so familiar.]

[He hums softly, making himself comfortable.]

Me too. Though, to be more precise, I've missed being close with you. There were not many times in my memories when you would let me just lie down with you like this.

Oh? Have you taken more?

Not yet. But majority of my memories are about you.

I made more than my fair share of mistakes back then. Took my pride a bit too seriously. How you catered to my unruliness.

[... laughs, nuzzling into Emet's neck]

Come now. I was not the paragon of orderly behaviour, either.

Please. I am absolutely not absolving you of your mischievous ways. But I think you found out what love truly meant long before I did.

[... you're an EMBARRASSMENT. Huffs slightly, don't call him out on being gay!!]

Well, I think you still struggle with acknowledging your feelings. So that's no surprise.

Is that so?

[He is absolutely smug as he kisses his shoulder.]

And here I was going to attribute my new ability to express my feelings on the maid outfit and the tentacles?

[To which he does pat his hip with a tentacle.]

[Cheeky. He makes a pleased noise at the kiss and the touch, nuzzling into Emet's neck more.]

Well, those do help. But you still had to wait until fans sent us provocative work before you had to admit that you still have feelings for me.

Please. Spare me. With my botched record can you imagine how horrible it would have been had I brought it up initially?

[LAUGHS okay he can grant you that one at least]

I would not have been surprised if you had brought it up and then immediately cut all ties with me.

Only for a while. I am rather sentimental thus it would not be forever.

In turn, would you not have thought of it as some odd manipulation tactic if the delivery was rather sudden?

Less a manipulation tactic, perhaps, and more some strange misdirection. And when the truth came out, I would likely have called you a fool a lot more than I already have.

[Lifts his head to give Emet a quick kiss, though, just to show that he's (mostly) teasing.]

[He huffs which is really more a soft sound at the kiss as he wraps tentacles loosely around his limbs.]

And would you mind resting with this fool? Your unitmates wouldn't mind an extra guest for the night, correct?

[Definitely looking pleased at that, relaxing some more]

Of course they won't. We're quite the friendly unit, after all.

[He closes his eyes almost appearing as if to settle in before he opens them and sits up tugging Hythlodeaus along with him.]

I suppose I should offer you one 'service' in exchange for being my pillow. Could you turn around?

[He makes a surprised noise at that, but follows, tilting his head curiously.]

I certainly hope you don't have pranks in mind.

[BUT OKAY, HE'LL TURN AROUND]

Perish the thought.

[Scooting behind him, he brushes his fingers down the sides of his neck before he gathers his hair. From somewhere in the apron of his maid outfit he digs out a comb and begins to braid it. The actions are soft and it just as much a scalp massage as it is salon treatment, but in the end he does produce a certain familiar side-braid style.]

[He hums softly as Emet braids his hair; it's surprisingly pleasant and relaxing, and he almost finds himself dozing off. Seeing the end result brings another smile to his face and he gently runs his fingers over the braid, then turns to face Emet.]

... You are terribly sentimental.

[He certainly likes it, though, because he leans in to give Emet a soft kiss.]

Thank you.

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